It turns out that there are people who are willing to do everything for him.
Jiang Wanying was a little confused by the thank you. Hadn't she already thanked him just now?
Why thank you again?
She hesitantly raised her hand and patted him lightly on the back twice. "Um...actually, you really don't have to be so polite. If you're sad, just... just cry. It's okay. I won't tell anyone."
"You don't have to be strong all the time. It's okay to be vulnerable sometimes."
Jiang Wanying almost sang the song "It's Not a Sin for a Man to Cry" out loud.
Lu Yanchuan was amused by her words. A faint red glow appeared on his relieved face. He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "Do you really want to see me cry?"
"Oh no! You found out!" Jiang Wanying said angrily, "Next time, don't tell me what's going on. Just keep crying for me, okay?"
The two laughed out loud at the same time.
Snow fell on them, and Lu Yanchuan suddenly wanted to say something: if they could get wet in the snow together one day, they could grow old together in this life.
Lu Yanchuan didn't dare to express his feelings, for fear of scaring the girl and even losing their friendship.
A brave and invincible soldier king was timid in front of his beloved little girl.
Lu Yanchuan resisted the urge to continue hugging her and raised his hand to brush the snow off her shoulders. "The New Year is coming soon. Do you have any wishes?"
Jiang Wanying gazed at the pitch-black night in the distance, raising her hand to catch the falling snowflakes. Her eyes seemed to reflect the Milky Way, and her lips curled up slightly, revealing two dimples. She looked incredibly adorable. "In the new year, I hope everyone I love will be safe and healthy."
"good."
"What about you?" Jiang Wanying looked at him.
Lu Yanchuan stared into the distance with a deep gaze. "My wish has always been for peace and prosperity for the country and the people. I hope our motherland can become stronger."
"What now?"
"Now I have one more wish."
Jiang Wanying blinked curiously, "What?"
"Same as you." Lu Yanchuan hoped that his mother and the girl he liked could be safe and happy.
Jiang Wanying pursed her lips and said, "I thought there was something special!"
"Yingying! Who's knocking on the door? Why haven't you come in for so long?"
Jiang Huaichuan's urging voice came from the kitchen. Jiang Wanying tilted her neck and shouted, "I'm coming right up!"
Lu Yanchuan gathered her collar to block the cold wind from all directions, "It's time to turn around. I'm going to die."
Jiang Wanying didn't react for a moment, "Then let's celebrate New Year's Eve together! When can you come back after you finish your business in the city?"
"Once I'm done, I'll join the army."
Even though it wasn't time yet, Lu Yanchuan had already started to miss her.
Jiang Wanying showed regret on her face, "That's right, you've been in the village for a long time, it's time for you to leave."
She took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "Will you return to the village in the future?"
Lu Yanchuan said: "This is my mother's hometown. If I come here again, I will take her with me."
"Okay! Then you must tell me in advance when you want to do it!"
"Aren't you in the village?"
Jiang Wanying curved her eyebrows and told him that she was going to school. "I'm going to study in the city after the New Year. I want to go to university in the future!"
Lu Yanchuan looked at the light flashing in the girl's eyes and couldn't bear to pour cold water on her. According to the current situation, it was unknown when the college entrance examination could be resumed.
"The college entrance exam is just one way to get ahead. You can try other things. Why not join the art troupe?"
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