The little deer in my chest jumped even faster.
She lowered her eyes slightly, and a few thoughts flashed in the depths of her clear pupils.
When I looked up again.
Qiao Anle's eyes sparkled and her expression was firm, as if she had made up her mind.
She gently hooked Li Fengbei's hand.
Li Fengbei has the professional habits of a soldier. Even when he is relaxing, his hands are hanging on the trouser lines on both sides of his thighs.
Place your thumb against the second joint of your index finger.
The broad palm has a slightly raised arc.
Therefore, Qiao Anle's outstretched fingers could easily reach Li Fengbei's palm, and her delicate fingertips gently touched the man's rough palm.
Hooked and scratched.
Suddenly.
Like a tiny electric current, it quickly ran through Li Fengbei's body.
From the palm of his hand, it rushed straight to the tip of his heart.
The tall and strong man's chest trembled because of such a small movement.
This was something he had never experienced before when facing bullets and shells.
Not afraid.
But it feels crisp and numb.
The palm of my hand, when gently touched, not only felt hot, but also itchy.
I wish I could let her grab it hard.
But Qiao Anle was like a fluttering butterfly. After gently flapping its wings, it stopped and stayed where it was.
Li Fengbei suppressed the urge to grab her.
He turned his head slightly, his eyes dark, and uttered a hoarse monosyllable.
"Um?"
Qiao Anle was thinking about something and didn't notice the surge of emotions beneath the man's calm expression.
She moved closer to the man and whispered, "Let's talk."
Li Fengbei's Adam's apple slid dryly as Qiao Anle's beautiful face suddenly approached him.
The self-control that I was so proud of was almost on the verge of collapse.
He immediately distracted himself and glanced at the three cubs in the yard, then spoke hoarsely.
"Okay, go inside."
…
Inside the house, two people.
The simple house didn't even have a decent chair.
Qiao Anle sat on the edge of the bed, and Li Fengbei sat on the bench used to support the small bed.
The two faced each other.
Li Fengbei seemed to know that this was a confession between the couple, so he was not impatient and waited quietly for Qiao Anle to speak first.
Qiao Anle's gentle voice soon rang out in the quiet room.
She slowed down her speech and spoke slowly.
"Li Fengbei, I'm cured."
Li Fengbei's thick eyebrows moved slightly, and a moment of doubt flashed across his face.
sick?
Isn't that a lie he uses to fool outsiders?
Qiao Anle smiled gently, her bright eyes fixed on Li Fengbei, never looking away, and without any sense of guilt.
She continued slowly.
"Li Fengbei, have you heard of it? There is a disease called depression. It is a mental illness defined in Western medicine. The person suffering from the disease does not have any physical pain, but the person's mind is like falling into a quagmire and cannot struggle out. He is depressed all day long."
"I know... In the past year since we got married, I have not been a good wife or a good mother. I have not been good to you, the eldest, the second, and the third cubs. On the contrary, you have always taken care of me and indulged me. Even though I am lazy, selfish and willful, you have never despised me at all. Instead, you have always been good to me. Very good."
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