Chapter 75 You are just jealous of me!
"The place where we went on our first mission! Lancang River, Qambaling Monastery!" He Ting was so excited that his mouth was drooling.
"Yes, it was the Qambaling Monastery. At that time, two robbers kidnapped all the monks in the monastery. He! He was with a grandmother. You even got injured on your shoulder while trying to save him!"
The long-silent memories hit Lu Sui fiercely like waves. He turned stiffly to look at Liang Jingxuan with wet deer eyes in front of him, and his temples started throbbing!
He remembered!
Eight years ago, at the Qambaling Monastery in Lancangjiang, two robbers who had sneaked into the country stole the golden Buddha in the temple. After being discovered, they kidnapped the monks, including an old grandmother and her little grandson.
At that time, he was only 21 and He Ting was 20. It was the first time for both of them to go on a mission. The 11-year-old Liang Jingxuan was held at gunpoint by the robbers and cried fiercely, her face pale. Lu Sui put down his submachine gun and negotiated with the robbers to be the hostage himself and Liang Jingxuan would be theirs.
During the exchange, the cunning robber changed his mind and shot Lu Sui. He Ting, who was lying in ambush in the dark, found a loophole and shot the robber in the head. Lu Sui took the opportunity to snatch Liang Jingxuan from the robber and was shot in the knee.
Another robber attacked with a machete, but he blocked it with his arm, protecting Liang Jingxuan in his arms. With a gunshot, the robber fell down...
The sunlight shines through the haze onto the golden roof of the temple, like the Buddha's light shining upon us.
"Don't you remember yet? The red mole on his nose! And his eyes haven't changed much! And he loves to cry! He hugged you and wouldn't let go..." He Ting was so anxious that he stood up holding his waist.
"And his grandmother, the one who dressed very fashionably, asked us if we had girlfriends and said she wanted to introduce us to one. He disagreed and cried, saying he wanted to marry you! When we left, he kept hugging you and crying, not letting you go!"
Lu Sui's dark eyes seemed to be wet with tears, and they looked like two rippling deep pools. "I remember..."
At that time, they were trying to hurry back to Team B. Liang Jingxuan cried and refused to let him go, and even didn't want her grandmother anymore. He had no choice but to explain the situation to the political commissar. The political commissar gave him fifteen minutes to solve the problem. He and He Ting jumped and danced until she fell asleep before leaving.
He didn't sleep much that night on the way back to Team B, wondering if Leanne Liang would cry when she woke up and couldn't see him.
He Ting said that children have short memories and will forget about something in two days...
But he was wrong.
Liang Jingxuan has not forgotten...
He forgot.
At that time, the Army said that Leong Ching-hsuan insisted on marrying him after seeing the photo of him in high school. In fact, the Army pointed out the wrong person. It should be the photo of the one in military uniform next to the high school photo!
After eight years of separation, they met again after many twists and turns, and as prophecy had come true, he really became his wife...
He Ting held his waist and walked behind their chairs, "So, I am your matchmaker!"
Lu Sui wanted to hug Liang Jingxuan, veins bulged on the back of his hand, and he was enduring it for the last time, "Don't sprain your waist again..."
He Ting strangled him with his hands, "If you can't speak, just shut up!"
Zhao Min held back his laughter, "Okay, sit back down!"
"Wait a minute!" He Ting leaned on a chair and asked Liang Jingxuan who was chewing red roast pork, "Little crybaby, why don't you react at all? Don't you remember me? Or do you mean you don't remember your husband? Then do you still remember why you and your mother-in-law went there?"
Liang Jingxuan's mouth was full of braised pork. He covered his mouth and shook his head like a wave drum. He Ting frowned, "What do you mean...you don't remember?"
Liang Jingxuan nodded heavily, swallowed the braised pork in his mouth, pushed the empty bowl in front of Lu Sui, and pointed at the braised pork. Lu Sui picked up the chopsticks and picked up two pieces, "Do you want rice?"
Liang Jingxuan licked his lips and nodded. Lu Sui picked up the bowl and scooped two large spoonfuls of rice, and picked up two pieces of braised pork.
"I don't remember... How could I not remember?! It's you!" He Ting sprained his waist again in excitement, "Ah ah..."
Zhao Min helped him sit back on the chair, "Just behave yourself..."
"No! He said he didn't remember, how could it be him..." He Ting leaned against the chair dejectedly, doubting his memory for the first time...
It’s not that Lu Sui didn’t believe him, but he was now completely satisfied with Liang Jingxuan. “Want some fish?”
Liang Jingxuan shook his head slightly, pointed at the fish with his chopsticks, and then pointed at him. Lu Sui understood this time and said with a smile, "You want me to eat fish, right?"
Liang Jingxuan nodded, his red lips trembling. Lu Sui waited eagerly, but he said nothing in the end. Lu Sui was not discouraged and put another piece of braised pork into his bowl. It didn't matter. He was willing to wait. Take your time. They still have a lifetime to go...
"How could I not remember... How could it be possible..." He Ting couldn't figure it out and even lost his appetite.
Zhao Min put down his bowl and chopsticks and observed Liang Jingxuan carefully. From the way he killed Zhao Chongming with a knife, it can be seen that Liang Jingxuan's comprehension and reaction abilities are just slower than normal people, but he is very smart in other aspects.
It's not that I don't understand anything, so there is only one possibility, "Is it possible that you misunderstood?"
He Ting exclaimed, "Ah!" "Did I misunderstand?"
Zhao Min picked up a piece of braised pork and gave it to Liang Jingxuan. She pointed at He Ting and asked softly, "Don't you remember him?"
Liang Jingxuan chewed the roasted pork and nodded. Zhao Min pointed at Lu Sui and said, "But you remember him, right?"
Liang Jingxuan stopped chewing the braised pork, looked at Lu Sui, and nodded heavily. Lu Sui's dark eyes began to burn silently in the shadow cast by his brow bone!
He Ting crossed his arms, very angry.
"What?! I am at least your savior! You only remember your husband and not me! If you don't remember, then forget it. Who cares? Let me tell you, I slept with your husband for eight years. He has been dirty for a long time. I'll piss you off!"
Lu Sui, "..."
I went to see Liang Jingxuan with a guilty conscience, "We had no place to sleep during the mission, so we just fell asleep together... but there was nothing!"
Liang Jingxuan used chopsticks to poke the braised pork in the bowl, again and again...
Zhao Min lowered her upturned lips, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes, "Okay, okay... let's eat!" She turned to He Ting and said, "My husband is the best!"
He Ting raised his head proudly, "Of course, I am the best husband in the world!"
Lu Sui, "..."
Under the table, Liang Jingxuan grabbed his hand and squeezed it three times. Lu Suihun tensed up and held his hand in return. He could even feel his heart pounding as his fingers tightened to hold him tightly.
The night was dark, soft snow was falling, and the bathroom was filled with mist, all white. Liang Jingxuan leaned on Lu Sui's chest with half-closed eyes, with undried drops of water hanging at the corners of his eyes and an alluring thin layer of powder under his fair skin.
Lu Sui's lower abdomen tightened, she grabbed his fingers and kissed them, then held his snow-white neck, brought him into her arms, half-forced him to hold her, and exchanged a brief but fierce kiss.
"Wife...Wife..."
Liang Jingxuan was feeling very sleepy and just wanted to sleep. Lu Sui kissed his chin and chuckled against his forehead, "Okay, let's go to sleep." He quickly wiped the water off both of their bodies, wrapped Liang Jingxuan in a clean towel, put on a bathrobe, and carried him out with one hand.
The phone on the pillow rang. It was Yu Zeying. Lu Sui's eyes darkened and she was about to answer it, but the voice stopped abruptly. She called again, but no one answered...
Lu Sui held the phone tightly, looking at Yu Zeying who was the first person to contact, his eyebrows wrinkled. He didn't let him come with him because he himself couldn't guarantee that he could return alive. He never blamed him from the beginning to the end, but the situation was urgent at that time, and he didn't have time to explain clearly...
Liang Jingxuan didn't move, his eyes half closed, his long eyelashes drooping to hide his deep sleepiness. Lu Sui didn't care about anything else. He gently put him on the bed, pulled the soft quilt to cover him, turned sideways and was about to turn off the light.
Liang Jingxuan grabbed his bathrobe, his eyes were hazy, Lu Sui put his hand back into the quilt with a smile on his face, "I'm not leaving, I'm going to turn off the lights!"
In the dark bedroom, Liang Jingxuan lay on Lu Sui's full and elastic tan chest muscles, sleeping soundly, smacking her lips from time to time, her soft white arms around Lu Sui's neck, and her legs tightly around Lu Sui's strong waist.
Lu Sui didn't sleep. He looked at Liang Jingxuan with tenderness in his eyes. He suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar and his lips curled up. On the first day after he was discharged from the army, he refused to sleep in a bed and insisted on sleeping on the floor. Liang Jingxuan wanted to sleep with him aggrievedly, but he wouldn't let her.
In the middle of the night, Liang Jingxuan sneaked out of bed and slept with him while he was asleep. When he opened his eyes the next day, Liang Jingxuan was still hugging him with her arms and legs entangled in her, unable to be separated.
He laughed at himself. He really didn't know what was good for him at that time...
Fortunately, Liang Jingxuan was still willing to wait for him and wanted him...
She strangled him tightly with both hands, as if to melt him into her bones and blood, and then suddenly loosened her grip. Fearing that this would hurt him, she kissed the corners of his eyes from time to time, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The sound is very small and gentle...
As the long night passed, a ray of pale sunlight filtered through the gaps in the undrawn curtains, illuminating the fine dust particles floating in the air.
Liang Jingxuan sat on the edge of the bed, her soft white fingers fingering the little rabbit that appeared out of place on the sweater. The stitches were messy and rough, and the little rabbit's ears were one long and one short. Lu Sui had gotten up in the middle of the night to embroider it.
"What's wrong? Do you think it's ugly?" Lu Sui half-knelt down and put on his socks.
Liang Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily.
Lu Sui laughed angrily, "Just embroidering this one, I almost pierced all ten of my fingers!"
Liang Jingxuan grabbed his hand, pried open his fingers one by one, and saw the tiny blood-red needle holes. He sniffed guiltily, hugged his neck, and buried his head in his neck, unable to get out.
Lu Sui picked him up and walked downstairs. He Ting came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and holding fried eggs. "Good morning, little crybaby~"
Liang Jingxuan turned his head away and ignored him, hugging Lu Sui's shoulders tightly. Lu Sui looked around and asked, "Are you the only one here?"
"Yes! My wife went to work, and she ate three eggs I fried today!" He Ting proudly put one hand on his waist and raised three fingers with the other hand.
Lu Sui, "..."
"Congratulations on turning three..."