Huo Qingfeng held his wife in his arms, facing the sea of people below, and smiled for the first time in public. "I love my wife!"
Thunderous applause erupted, and everyone burst into laughter. There were tears in the laughter, emotions in the tears, and envy in the tears!
This time, they didn't perceive the declaration of love as the sour taste of a young educated youth.
Ling Ruoke's eyes were brimming with tears, her face flushed red. She was carried off the stage by Huo Qingfeng, enduring the intense gazes of the crowd all the way to her original seat. Being watched by so many people, she was so ashamed she wanted to bury her head in his chest.
Huo Qingfeng, however, laughed heartily the whole way, filled with pride. Yes, such a beautiful woman was his, and he was proud!
That New Year's Eve remains etched in the hearts of many, even long afterward. Those sincere words were like a seed planted in the heart of a soldier, taking root, sprouting, and growing into a towering tree.
Wherever they are, whatever they do, and whenever they can return, they all remember: Take care of yourself, someone is waiting for me to come home!
Because of her pregnancy, Ling Ruoke didn't stay out very late.
The colonel, worried that his wife was tired, took her home right after nine o'clock. Seeing how much he doted on his wife, the battalion commander didn't make things difficult for him and let her go.
Everyone was gathered in the cafeteria watching the performance and eating; there weren't many people outside, except for those on guard duty and patrolling.
Huo Qingfeng simply carried his wife away, feeling very content.
Ling Ruoke wrapped her arms around his neck, her bright black eyes sparkling as she looked at him, eyes that could melt steel. She slowly lowered her head, resting it against his shoulder. "Huo Qingfeng."
"Hmm?" Huo Qingfeng lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead. He couldn't even raise his voice now, because his heart was too tender.
Ling Ruoke lifted her face again, her eyes even brighter. "I don't find life with you in the army hard at all; I'm very happy. I'll never ask where you're going, what you're doing, or when you'll come back, but you must come back to me safely, okay?"
"Okay!" She didn't need much, just that one word. There were many things he couldn't respond to, but for her and the child, he would definitely take care of himself.
Ling Ruoke felt fulfilled, gently smiling as she buried her face in his shoulder and let out a long sigh. She would never mention it again, especially not during the New Year; such a heavy topic was inappropriate. Yes, passionate, sincere, but also heavy. "Husband?"
"Um?"
"If I accidentally fall asleep, you must help me send New Year's blessings to everyone when the New Year's bell rings."
"good."
"You can't use a harsh tone, you know?"
"Okay, I won't be fierce."
"Honey, you're so good to me!" She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
Therefore, Huo Qingfeng felt that everything was perfect.
With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for? This was his only thought at that moment!
I will cherish and love you for the rest of my life, and I will take good care of myself! This was his only vow at that moment!
When the two returned home, Ling Ruoke went to the bathroom to shower first, and Huo Qingfeng squeezed in with her. Although a safety mat had been laid out on the floor, he was still worried. Whenever he had time, he would shower with her. Ling Ruoke, who had initially been at a loss, had become somewhat used to it over the past two days, though she was still shy.
Huo Qingfeng washed himself very carefully, just like a father bathing his child. He carefully applied the shower gel, rubbed gently, then carefully washed away the foam, and finally carefully dried himself.
Pregnant women are prone to catching colds and cannot take medication casually, so Huo Qingfeng cleaned her thoroughly but didn't spend too much time on it. If it went on for too long, problems could easily arise.
After washing her clean, I wrapped her in a large bath towel and carried her to bed. The electric blanket had been plugged in long ago, but I unplugged it now, and the bed was already warm and cozy. I put my wife in, and it fit perfectly.
Ling Ruoke sighed comfortably, wrapped her arms around her husband's neck, and kissed his firm, thin lips hard, her eyes crinkling with laughter.
Huo Qingfeng, however, wouldn't let her go so easily. He lingered on her with a deep, passionate kiss, releasing her only when she was breathless. He himself was already burning with desire. Anyway, he was about to take a cold shower!
Ling Ruoke wrapped herself in the blankets, lying on her side, looking out at the dark night. This wasn't the city, so there were no dazzling fireworks in the sky on New Year's Eve, no crisp firecrackers echoing through the night. However, here was the man she deeply loved and who deeply loved her, and that was enough.
Ling Ruoke yawned and slowly closed her eyes. The sound of running water in the bathroom was soothing. A sense of peace and tenderness washed over her. She felt that living like this for the rest of her life would be enough for her.
After taking a shower, Huo Qingfeng saw that his wife seemed to be asleep, so he habitually tiptoed closer to the outside of the bed. Then he saw her bright black eyes slowly open, find his gaze, and bloom with a smile.
"I'm all washed up." Ling Ruoke moved back and lifted the covers. "Come lie down in here."
Huo Qingfeng was afraid she would catch a cold, so he quickly crawled into bed.
Ling Ruoke climbed into his arms, found a comfortable spot to lie down, let out a satisfied sigh, and began to doze off.
"Tired?" Huo Qingfeng lowered his head, looking at her with a smile. His eyes were filled with deep love and doting affection.
Ling Ruoke looked up at him and smiled sweetly. "I want to wait for the New Year's bells with you, but I'm really sleepy. What should I do?"
He smiled indulgently, reaching out to stroke her long hair. He lowered his face and gently nuzzled her forehead. "It's alright. I'll definitely tell you when the bells ring."
"Really? Then you can't lie to me, okay?" Ling Ruoke kissed him on the lips, hugged his waist, and closed her eyes with peace of mind. Pregnancy makes one prone to fatigue, and with all the work she had done today, Ling Ruoke was truly exhausted. Her breathing became even shortly after closing her eyes. A smile played on her lips, as if she had drifted into a sweet dream.
Huo Qingfeng responded and hugged her even tighter. This was his treasure, someone he would protect for a lifetime!
His large hand gently stroked her abdomen; the bulge there was already quite noticeable. It was just that she wore thick winter clothes, so it wasn't usually visible. But once she took off her clothes, it was obvious. He needed his hand to cover her abdomen when he slept at night; otherwise, he couldn't sleep soundly.
At this point, Huo Qingfeng still thought the little guy was adorable. But after a while, he started to feel depressed.
Huo Qingfeng set an alarm, then relaxed, holding his wife close, and drifted off to sleep.
Time passed slowly. As soon as the alarm rang, he immediately reached out and turned it off, looking at his beloved wife in his arms, still fast asleep. There was still one minute until the New Year's bells; it was time to wake her.
Huo Qingfeng was very reluctant to disturb her sleep, but if he didn't wake her up, she would be unhappy the next day. So, with a heavy heart, he shook her awake.
"What's wrong?" Ling Ruoke opened her eyes, her gaze unfocused.
"The alarm will sound in 30 seconds, are you going to get up?" Huo Qingfeng asked, his voice tinged with amusement. He loved the moments when she was as languid as a cat; they were especially adorable.
Ling Ruoke suddenly opened her eyes wide and immediately sat up.
Huo Qingfeng was startled and instinctively reached out to protect her abdomen and waist. "It's okay, don't panic."
Ling Ruoke rubbed her eyes and asked, "Have we arrived yet?"
Huo Qingfeng then picked up the alarm clock and showed it that there was only one second left.
Ling Ruoke stared at the second hand in her mind, and when it reached 12, she smiled at her husband: "Happy New Year, my love! I hope and ask that you stay with me safe and sound for the rest of your life! I love you!"
"Okay! I'll stay with you and our baby for the rest of my life. I'll love you and cherish you forever!" Huo Qingfeng replied with a smile, making his vow.
Ling Ruoke smiled radiantly as she nestled into his arms, feeling as if God had already granted her wish that he would stay by her and their child's side peacefully for the rest of his life!
"Alright, baby, go to sleep." Huo Qingfeng knew she was exhausted, but she was barely staying awake because she wanted to make a wish at this moment of the New Year.
Ling Ruoke nuzzled against his chest, responded softly, and drifted back to sleep.
On the lively New Year's Eve, no one bothered with any midnight emergency mobilizations. Except for those on duty, everyone slept soundly. They woke up the next day feeling refreshed.
When Ling Ruoke woke up, she was startled for a moment, then suddenly opened her eyes wide and met a pair of deep eyes. She smiled with surprise; usually, when she woke up, he had already gone to training.
"Good morning, wife! Happy New Year!" Huo Qingfeng's voice was deep and husky, very sexy.
Ling Ruoke rubbed against him forcefully. "Happy New Year, honey!"
On New Year's morning, two lovers embraced tightly, with their child between them! They felt there was nothing more beautiful in the world.
Everyone had a great time during the New Year holidays. Especially the soldiers who weren't married yet and didn't go back to their hometowns for the holiday; someone suggested they start having a "continuous feast," going to this woman's house for a meal one day, and that woman's house the next, keeping them incredibly busy!
It was already the fifth day of the Lunar New Year when it was Ling Ruoke's turn! It was only because her sister-in-law spoke up that she was worried that Ruoke's body couldn't handle the long preparations on New Year's Eve, so she moved their turn to be scheduled later.
Huo Qingfeng was furious. He himself wouldn't even let his wife cook, yet these rascals were eyeing her.
But Ruoke is getting more and more used to being his sister-in-law, and he really treats them all like his younger brothers, always ready to help them!
Huo Qingfeng had no choice but to assign a few greenhorns to assist his sister-in-law and ensure her safety at all times. Any problems would be their sole responsibility! His face remained dark; the more he thought about it, the angrier he became! These bastards! Their sister-in-law was pregnant, and they dared to order her around!
So, on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, these young soldiers enjoyed their wives' delicious cooking and sweet smiles while enduring their captain's cold gaze. They were all on pins and needles, yet unable to resist the temptation of the food, they could only hunch their shoulders and devour their meal.
That night, the bugle call for emergency assembly sounded eerily, only half an hour after they had fallen asleep. By the time they crawled back to their beds, their legs were weak, and several hours had already passed. If they didn't hurry up and get some sleep, another day of drills would begin.
Many years later, when the young soldiers talked about what happened that day, they still felt lingering fear! Later, they also understood a truth: the sister-in-law's cooking was delicious, and her smile was sweet, but the captain's anger was the most terrifying!
The lively New Year celebrations continue in the big cities. But in these mountains, the curtain has fallen, and everything has returned to normal.
Huo Qingfeng is busy again.
The sudden return to quiet, and the fact that they barely had time to see each other again, really took Ling Ruoke a while to adjust. Fortunately, she was a quiet person at heart, and it only took her a day to get used to it.
Her belly was slowly growing, her energy was waning, and she was becoming increasingly sleepy. Fortunately, she didn't have a job, and she wrote whatever she wanted, so she slept until late morning every day.
Huo Qingfeng laughed and said that she was just like a lazy cat right now. But he loved her lazy state the most; she looked a little dazed, which made her especially lovable and endearing.
Ling Ruoke enjoys her current life. However, every time she talks to Zhuang Yuqi, she feels a tightness in her chest for a period of time. After a month in a coma, Zhuang Yicheng did not exhibit decerebrate or decorticate states; his vital signs remained stable, and he continued brain resuscitation treatment. Doctors diagnosed him with a long-term coma.
When Ling Ruoke spoke with Yuan Meng, she didn't dare mention Zhuang Yicheng. She had already suffered enough; Zhuang Yicheng's situation and family background were a huge obstacle to their relationship. If she chose to give up, then so be it.
In the blink of an eye, it's already the Lantern Festival.
Huo Qingfeng had gone on a mission, and Ling Ruoke wasn't in the mood to cook much. She just made some glutinous rice balls, ate them, and then lay in bed watching TV. Just as she was dozing off, he returned, looking travel-worn. But he wasn't dirty, so he had obviously showered and changed his clothes.
"You're back." Ling Ruoke happily got out of bed, not caring that it was cold outside.
"Lie back down obediently, be careful not to catch a cold!" Huo Qingfeng strode to the bedside, preventing her from getting up. He bent down and kissed her cheek. "Did you miss me?"
"Yes," Ling Ruoke smiled sweetly, but immediately froze. His brows held the gentleness he showed when facing her, but it was clear he was troubled; his brows were furrowed. "What happened?"
"He Jingwen is injured." Huo Qingfeng reached out and hugged her tightly in his arms. The slight bump on her belly touched his own, and the lump in his throat seemed to lighten instantly.
Ling Ruoke paused for a moment, connecting the name to what had happened before. "Is it serious?"
"I was shot, my lung was injured, but thankfully I'm out of danger." His voice was muffled. Every time a comrade was wounded, it was more painful than if he were wounded himself.
Ling Ruoke replied gently, "It's good that there was no danger. Is it because..."
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