The light in Lu Yawen's eyes flickered. She pondered for a moment and said, "He didn't tell you because it was for your own good. He was afraid that you would worry."
Lin Qingyue suddenly lost her appetite. The more she wasn't told, the more uneasy she felt.
In the evening, when Lu Siyi came back, Lin Qingyue had already cleaned the guesthouse and replaced the bed with sheets she brought from her home. The room was decorated very warmly. Lu Siyi felt warm in his heart and hugged her from behind.
His chin rested on her shoulder, and the whole weight of his body was unloaded on her. He closed his eyes and greedily sucked in the scent of Lin Qingyue's body.
Lin Qingyue curled the corners of her lips and said lightly: "Sister came to deliver food today. I left some for you. Do you want me to heat it up for you?"
"No need for now, don't move, let me hold you for a while." His voice was low and hoarse, and he seemed very tired.
"Lu Siyi, if you are tired, be sure to tell me. You can lean on my shoulder." Lin Qingyue's eyes were indifferent and her expression was very calm.
On her shoulder, the man was breathing evenly, and seemed to have fallen asleep leaning on her shoulder.
After a long while, he said in a low and calm voice: "Tomorrow, come with me to see our comrades."
"Okay." Lin Qingyue replied softly. Ever since Lu Siyi came to the border, he felt like a huge rock was pressing on his heart. He was full of worries and would not say anything when asked.
She really wanted to ask, but didn't know where to start. She knew nothing about what happened at the border. She could sense that Lu Siyi had a very painful memory at the border.
She didn't dare ask, fearing that he would be hurt again.
It seems that she can only place her hope on Lu Yawen, hoping that her sister can tell her some useful information.
She was silent for a long time, then organized her words and said, "Lu Siyi, we are husband and wife, and husband and wife are meant to share happiness and hardships, so you can trust me completely."
"Hmm." Lu Siyi made a low and faint sound from his throat.
She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but then her whole body felt lighter and Lu Siyi picked her up sideways. He walked steadily towards the bed step by step.
It was not until the second half of the night that the two fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, Lu Siyi woke up very early. When she got up, Lu Siyi had already prepared everything.
A bouquet of white chrysanthemums, a bottle of soju, and a box of cigarettes.
Lin Qingyue immediately understood what he meant by going to see his comrades.
No wonder he felt so heavy-hearted, those were his comrades who had fought alongside him, and they were very vivid in his memory.
"Let's go." Lu Siyi said in a deep voice.
"Um."
The two came to the Martyrs' Cemetery. Lu Siyi distributed the chrysanthemums in his hand to each tombstone, lit a cigarette and poured wine one by one.
He looked heavy, as if the sealed painful memories were awakened again.
"This is Tang Zheng." He spoke in a restrained voice, as if he was trying his best to control his emotions. Only his slightly trembling body betrayed his calmness.
Lin Qingyue stopped and opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out, because the person lying inside was a comrade-in-arms who had been through life and death with Lu Siyi.
Speaking of which, Lu Siyi should be closer to them than to her, his wife.
"It's all over. Please accept my condolences." Her voice was low and soft.
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