That night, Qin Sanye and Jiang Nian cooked and ate at the same time. After they were full, they went back to the room to sleep.
In the small courtyard, the lights went out and it was plunged into the darkness of the night.
However.
This silence and darkness lasted only a few minutes, and soon after, another light came on.
But this time, the people who turned on the lights were not Jiang Nian and Qin Sanye, but Song Yingying and Zhao Weidong next door.
The moment she heard the sound of turning on the light, Song Yingying shouted anxiously, "Don't turn on the light."
Unfortunately it's too late.
The light illuminated the square room, from darkness to brightness, the light was dazzling.
Song Yingying, who was sleeping on the bed, quickly pulled up the quilt like a frightened little rabbit, covering her entire body from head to toe.
Her hands were tightly grasping the edge of the quilt, trying hard not to let go.
At this moment, Zhao Weidong was wearing a military green training short-sleeved shirt on his upper body and a pair of large shorts similar to beach pants on his lower body, revealing his muscular arms and legs.
At first glance, that thigh was thicker than Song Yingying's waist.
Such a tall and burly man stood beside the bed, like a small mountain, and his dark shadow pressed on Song Yingying.
Song Yingying, who was hiding under the quilt, felt an oppressive atmosphere and didn't even dare to look at him.
Right now.
The expression on Zhao Weidong's rough face was not very good. His thick brows were tightly furrowed as if they were tied in a knot that could not be untied. The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, revealing a bit of solemnity and sharpness.
He stared at Song Yingying, who was wrapped like a silkworm cocoon on the bed, and asked in confusion with a frown on his face.
"What's wrong with you?"
The cause of the incident started an hour ago.
At that time, Qin Sanye just pushed open the gate of the yard and went home.
Zhao Weidong and Song Yingying had already fallen asleep, and the room was dark after turning off the lights.
Just like before, Song Yingying slept alone on the spacious double bed, and Zhao Weidong just lay down on the floor with his quilt and solved the problem.
Although they are husband and wife, they tacitly agree to keep to themselves and both of them are safe and sound.
At the beginning, Song Yingying doubted whether Zhao Weidong could really do it.
After all, when the meat is right in front of you, is there really a man who can resist eating it?
As time went by, Song Yingying realized that the man kept his word and never showed any intention of crossing the line towards her.
This way, she felt at ease.
No matter whether Zhao Weidong came home early or late, Song Yingying would go to bed on time after finishing reading every night, and would have a peaceful and dreamless night.
But that night, when Qin Sanye came back from the next room, Song Yingying suddenly woke up.
She didn't get up and turn on the light immediately, but instead let out a small cry of surprise. It was unclear whether she was frightened by a dream, or something happened, or she was just feeling unwell.
The sound was short, just for a moment, and then disappeared.
It was as if I had accidentally heard it wrong.
But at that moment, Zhao Weidong was awake.
He had been on the front line for a long time and had the habits of a professional soldier. He did not sleep deeply and was very alert to any sounds around him.
So from the sound of Qin Sanye opening the door outside, he was conscious and could hear that Qin Sanye stayed in the yard for a while before returning to his house.
Song Yingying's exclamation came after Qin Sanye returned home.
Zhao Weidong heard it clearly, beep beep, it couldn't be an illusion.
At that time, he opened his eyes slightly in the darkness and looked at the bed on the side.
Seeing Song Yingying's motionless figure, it seemed that she was still sleeping.
Zhao Weidong thought it was nothing, so he silently withdrew his gaze and continued to sleep.
But an hour later, noises could be heard from his side from time to time.
There were figures turning over, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and Song Yingying's disordered breathing.
Zhao Weidong quickly realized that Song Yingying had feelings for him.
But this feeling was hidden in the darkness, and even though Song Yingying tossed and turned alone, she had no intention of waking up Zhao Weidong.
It's true that Zhao Weidong is a rough guy, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand romance.
He knew that Song Yingying had always felt repulsive towards him as her husband, and was unwilling to let him get close to her, let alone touch her.
So even if Song Yingying encountered love, she would not tell him.
In that case, why should he make himself unhappy?
Zhao Weidong folded his arms, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.
It was the first time that Captain Zhao, who could always fall asleep as soon as he lay down, fell asleep.
No matter how he recited "The Theory of Weapons and Mechanics", he just didn't feel sleepy at all and couldn't fall asleep.
On the side, subtle sounds were still coming from time to time.
That sound was like a feather, gently brushing Zhao Weidong's heart from time to time.
It made him itchy, uneasy, and also... worried.
Even if he forced himself to sleep, he couldn't deceive his heart.
All his attention had long been focused on Song Yingying.
So in the dark room, Zhao Weidong's voice was heard.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Song Yingying was startled when she suddenly heard Zhao Weidong's voice. She closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep, trying to pretend that she heard nothing.
Zhao Weidong was waiting for her answer.
He said directly, "I know you're awake? If you don't make a sound, I'll get up and turn on the light."
When Song Yingying heard that she was going to turn on the light, she hurriedly opened her eyes and said anxiously, "I'm not asleep, don't turn on the light, you continue to sleep."
Such a hasty explanation could not make Zhao Weidong feel at ease.
The man heard trembling, nervousness, and a hint of fear in Song Yingying's voice.
As a result, Zhao Weidong became even more worried.
Afterwards, he asked Song Yingying several more times, but the answer he got was always "no".
"No, I really don't, don't turn on the light...hiss——"
There was another gasp.
Song Yingying seemed to be holding back some pain, which she couldn't tell Zhao Weidong with words.
Zhao Weidong's patience ran out at this moment.
What about keeping one's distance from others? That's all bullshit!
Song Yingying is his wife, they have reported it and obtained a marriage certificate, can't he just take a look at her?
The next moment.
Zhao Weidong quickly got up and turned on the lights in the room.
thus.
That’s when the very first scene happened.
Zhao Weidong stood beside the bed, frowning and looking down at Song Yingying on the bed, and asked again, "What's wrong with you? Come out and let me take a look."
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