Chapter 25 Her eyes are like the heavenly lake of Namtso

"I...I'm not going."

Huang Siyu withdrew her hand and spoke with her head down.

She turned around and wanted to leave, but Bai Wei grabbed her hand and turned to look at Song Qinian.

"Captain Song, can we bring Comrade Huang Siyu with us?"

As soon as Bai Wei said this, the military wives who were talking at once stopped talking and immediately looked at Song Qinian.

Wang Chunlan muttered, "Captain Song is not stupid, how could he take her with him..."

"That's right. You have to know that Captain Song and Huang Siyu are..."

Someone hadn't finished speaking yet, but Liu Shufen glared at him, and that person had to stop talking, not daring to say any more.

Song Qinian walked up to Bai Wei, gently brushed the snow off her hair, and spoke softly.

"I'll do whatever you say."

His words were neither light nor heavy, but they were clearly heard by everyone.

Huang Siyu turned her head to look at Song Qinian, her eyes moving with a complicated expression.

"Okay! Comrade Huang Siyu, let's go!"

Bai smiled, pulled Huang Siyu who was in a daze, turned around and left.

The people in the military vehicle looked at each other, shock written in their eyes.

Captain Song, this is too lenient towards Bai Wei!

He actually agreed to give Huang Siyu a ride!

It’s incredible, it’s really incredible!

Dozens of burning gazes made Huang Siyu feel uneasy, but Bai Wei acted as if nothing had happened and pulled Huang Siyu into the car.

"Please sit here."

Song Qinian opened the passenger door and looked up at Bai Wei.

Bai Wei shook her head helplessly. She still wanted to sit in the back row with Huang Siyu.

"I know!"

Bai Wei lowered her body and sat in the passenger seat. Song Qinian considerately helped Bai Wei fasten her seat belt.

Huang Siyu saw all this. She frowned and looked at Song Qinian deeply.

"Are your hands cold? I've got a kettle of hot water ready."

Song Qinian took out a hot water bottle from the military bag and placed it in Bai Wei's hand.

Bai Wei looked in the rearview mirror and saw Huang Siyu looking at the two of them. Her face turned red and she patted Song Qinian's hand.

"Okay, drive quickly and let's go!"

Song Qinian smiled, closed the car door and got in the car.

The speed of the military off-road vehicle was much faster than that of the Jiefang truck. Song Qinian drove the car and quickly overtook the Jiefang truck carrying a group of military wives. He drove forward quickly and disappeared in front of everyone soon.

Seeing Song Qinian waving his hand and the car quickly leaping forward, Wang Chunlan snorted coldly.

"This Bai Wei doesn't even know about the past between Huang Siyu and Captain Song!"

"If she knew, she would have started scolding me a long time ago! How could she be nice to Huang Siyu?"

"That's right! Putting aside Huang Siyu's identity, what she did to Captain Song, tsk tsk..."

Everyone has a sour taste in their heart.

Riding in this Jiefang car, it is so bumpy that even when you get to the county town, your butt will be torn into pieces. Who doesn't want to ride in a car? It is stable and fast.

None of them got a seat, and instead the guy surnamed Huang took advantage of them. No one was happy!

"Weiwei, this is the purchase list I wrote, take a look."

Song Qinian drove the car, took out a red book and handed it to Bai Wei.

Bai Wei took the red notebook from his hand. It was a brand new notebook. As soon as she opened it and looked at the words on it, she burst out laughing.

"Song Qinian, is this your handwriting? Why does it look like a dog's crawling?"

The crooked words above look like those written by an elementary school student.

It is said that a person's handwriting reflects his character. Song Qinian's handsome appearance with thick eyebrows and big eyes forms a sharp contrast with his poor handwriting.

"Double-door coat..."

Bai Wei read the top row of words and laughed uncontrollably.

"The writing on this cabinet is all wrong! Do you have a pen?"

Bai Wei felt very uncomfortable when he saw this typo.

As soon as she spoke, a pen was handed to her from behind.

Bai Wei turned her head and saw Huang Siyu handing her a pen.

"Use mine."

"Thank you!"

Bai smiled slightly, took Huang Siyu's pen, uncapped it, and tried to write, but there was no ink.

"It's cold, blow on the tip of your pen."

Huang Siyu reminded him, and Bai Wei blew on the tip of the pen and continued writing. Sure enough, there was ink.

"The word cabinet is written like this!"

Bai Wei was writing seriously, but Song Qinian lightly stepped on the brakes and slowed down the driving speed so that she could write steadily.

Huang Siyu, who was sitting in the back, noticed that the car was slowing down and just glanced at Song Qinian silently.

"Look, it's made of wood and it's huge. This is a cabinet!"

Song Qinian took a look at the words written by Bai Wei, and he smiled, revealing a row of neat and tidy white teeth.

"Weiwei, your handwriting is so beautiful!"

Bai Wei's handwriting was elegant and neat, which made Song Qinian's dog-crawling handwriting look even uglier.

Song Qinian glanced at his own handwriting, his ears turned red, and he said embarrassedly.

"Well... I didn't have much education, and I didn't learn many words before I went to the front to fight. I'm just a rough guy, so... don't mind it."

Just by looking at Bai Wei's handwriting, one can tell that she is knowledgeable and cultured. Song Qinian feels that he pales in comparison.

His words froze the smile on Bai Wei's face. It seemed that she... had said something wrong.

Bai Wei turned her head to look at Song Qinian and asked in a low voice.

"Song Qinian, how old were you when you went to the battlefield?"

"Sixteen."

Song Qinian replied calmly, "I learned this calligraphy by myself, so it's ugly..."

"Who said it was ugly?"

Before Song Qinian finished speaking, Bai Wei suddenly said, "Your handwriting is unique! One horizontal and one vertical, straight and full of spirit! I think it's great!"

Bai Wei felt full of guilt in her heart. What right did she have to criticize Song Qinian's ugly handwriting?

Sixteen years old!

He went to the battlefield at the age of sixteen to defend his country!

How many sixteen-year-old children are still enjoying the sweet life of their parents? But Song Qinian has already crossed the line of fire, carrying a cannon on the battlefield.

"I still have spelling mistakes... I always make mistakes."

Song Qinian added in a low voice.

Bai Wei immediately said, "There are typos... that's okay! I'll correct them for you! I can also teach you! Look, this huge wooden thing is a cabinet! Isn't it easy to remember?"

"Yeah, easy to remember."

Song Qinian looked at Bai's smiling eyes that were like a crescent moon, just like the heavenly lake of Namtso, clear and pure.

In her eyes, there was only sincerity, without a trace of disgust.

"Your handwriting is beautiful. You can write our wedding invitations in the future."

"Okay, I'll write it."

Bai Wei smiled and agreed without thinking.

The two smiled at each other, and even the air was filled with a hint of sweetness. Huang Siyu, who was sitting in the back row, felt like she was the superfluous one.

But in the next second, Bai Wei's scream broke the sweetness in the car.

"Song Qinian! Are you crazy?!"