When he saw Fu Haitang again, Xiang Lifeng's eyes were dim. He didn't understand how he had given Fu Haitang the illusion that he only treated her as a sister.
Xiang Lifeng wanted to change the status quo, but he had no experience.
Border defense troops cannot drown their sorrows in alcohol and can only bury their depression deep in their hearts.
He would still give Fu Haitang special treatment as agreed, but he was always worried about what kind of behavior his brother would do and wanted to avoid it.
Fu Haitang was slow in some aspects, but quite sharp in others. She sensed that Xiang Lifeng was in a bad mood, and asked nervously, "Is there anything wrong with the standards?"
"Not bad." Xiang Lifeng came back to his senses and went to correct some movements.
But Fu Haitang always felt a little guilty. Xiang Lifeng helped her with good intentions, but he was still rumored to have an affair with her by the female soldiers... She felt that he must know something.
When she was about to go back, she thought about it and said, "Brother Lifeng, I'm so sorry."
Xiang Lifeng's heart sank and he couldn't help but think wildly, doesn't she need him to help her with special treatment?
Fu Haitang didn't know that he was so rich in heart, and said sincerely: "It was you who helped me, but you were misunderstood by others,..." He had tried his best to explain.
Before she could finish her words, Xiang Lifeng interrupted her, "They didn't misunderstand."
This could be considered an analysis of his inner thoughts, and it was also what he wanted to say the most. However, after telling Fu Haitang, she was obviously a little confused.
No one else misunderstood? What does that mean? Did Xiang Lifeng not hear those rumors?
In this case, Fu Haitang felt relieved.
She smiled, "That's good."
Xiang Lifeng: “…” He once again felt a strong sense of frustration.
Not long after, Fu Haitang received a letter from home about her nephew. Looking at the photo of her brother, sister-in-law and Uncle Qin, she could hardly control her tears.
I miss my parents and my sister-in-law.
The other female soldiers watched her wiping tears while looking at the photo, occasionally glancing at her once or twice, and looking at Qin Dongling's many military medals, they felt that Fu Haitang's family background was unfathomable, so no one spread such rumors anymore.
In the entire army, everyone only knew that Xiang Lifeng and Fu Haitang were like brother and sister, and no one spread any rumors about the relationship between a man and a woman of marriageable age.
Xiang Lifeng became more and more silent. Now, not only was he and Fu Haitang training alone, but even if they were seen walking side by side, they would not be misunderstood.
He didn't understand how things turned out like this.
In a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.
Almost all the border defense troops were unable to return home. Fu Haitang missed his family and was in a bad mood.
In order to appease the soldiers, several leaders decided to hold a Mid-Autumn Festival party. Everyone sang and admired the moon together to comfort everyone's homesickness.
As soon as the talent show began, the male soldiers performed wrestling and fighting, and some even performed backflips, which drew continuous applause.
Amidst the cheers, Xiang Lifeng's eyes were fixed on one direction. The situation at this moment was very similar to when he was in the 22nd Division. The difference was that Fu Haitang was in high spirits back then, but now he seemed a little absent-minded.
Xiang Lifeng knew that she was homesick. After all, she was only in her early twenties and had a harmonious family, so how could she not miss her home?
"We can't just perform, the female comrades have to perform too!" Someone shouted at this time.
A large number of people came to her side and said, "Yes, female comrades also hold up half the sky."
In the end, even the group leader asked everyone to join in the fun.
In this situation, the female soldiers looked at each other and remained silent.
There was no way they could perform a combat demonstration in front of a group of male soldiers. Come to think of it, their talents were very limited.
Liu Zelan realized, "Wasn't Fu Haitang from the art troupe before? She must be able to dance, right? If not, let her go up and dance."
The female soldiers were worried about not being able to find anyone, and when they heard this, their eyes lit up.
Fu Haitang is the lead dancer in the art troupe where everyone is a beauty. It can be imagined that she is also a leader in the female soldiers' company. In fact, there are many simple soldiers who have a good impression of her in private.
For a moment, everyone looked at Fu Haitang.
Fu Haitang refused directly: "I don't want to dance."
She didn't dance a solo in the art troupe, and she missed her family at the moment, so she wasn't in the mood to do it. How could she be happy to go when Liu Zelan named her?
The female soldiers looked embarrassed. Liu Zelan lowered her head and curled her lips, but didn't say anything.
The male soldiers were also very sorry, but fortunately a female soldier suggested that everyone sing military songs, and the awkward atmosphere was finally resolved.
Fu Haitang didn't stay for long before she quietly left the group. Xiang Lifeng, who had been paying attention to her, followed her unconsciously.
She returned to her dorm room, looked at the photos, and imagined what her family was doing.
I must be eating mooncakes at this moment.
Strength is a way to train myself. Let alone mooncakes, even every meal seems to be a bit of a squeeze. It doesn't matter if I can't eat. This is how Fu Haitang comforted himself.
Just as she thought of this, she felt her arms sink, and there was a scent of oil on the tip of her nose. She looked down and saw a round moon cake on her knees. Xiang Lifeng also sat down next to her.
Fu Haitang looked down at the mooncakes, then at Xiang Lifeng, feeling a pang of sadness. "Brother Lifeng, where did you get the mooncakes?"
Today, Xiang Lifeng is no longer bothered by this title. He is more worried about Fu Haitang's mood.
"I drove to town to buy it yesterday," he explained.
Fu Haitang lowered her head and unwrapped the mooncake. The mooncake was very sweet, almost cloyingly sweet. Usually, she only liked to eat the outermost part of the mooncake, but today, for the first time ever, she took a big bite.
The texture of sesame, walnuts and sugar grains is quite strange, but it is the favorite thing for people who are short of oil and water at this time.
She had never eaten mooncakes of this flavor before.
As if he could see what she was thinking, or perhaps to explain, Xiang Lifeng said, "We only have this kind of mooncake here, so you'll have to make do with it."
Fu Haitang didn't reply to him. Xiang Lifeng realized something was wrong and couldn't help but move closer.
When I got closer, I realized that Fu Haitang, who was holding the mooncake, had tears in her eyes.
Xiang Lifeng panicked and said incoherently, "Is it not delicious? Don't eat it, buy it later."
Fu Haitang shook her head, looked up at Xiang Lifeng, and leaned her head on his shoulder as if she was relying on her brother.
"Brother Lifeng, it's already very good."
She sniffed, "You are like your brother, who treats you well. You just want to eat mooncakes today. This mooncake is delicious."
Xiang Lifeng felt distressed and helpless. He stretched out his fingers to wipe away her tears, but finally paused, and still clumsily took out the paper and carefully wiped her cheek.
"But Haitang," he said in a low and helpless voice, "I don't want to be just your brother."
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