The next day, Chuxia woke up in the warmth. She subconsciously rubbed against the warm place and immediately felt the strong body behind her.

Chuxia's hazy sleepiness disappeared in an instant. She could feel the heat coming from behind her, and the temperature was still rising.

Morning is a dangerous time, she dared not move.

But Cen Zhengnian also woke up. He was a normal man and naturally had a normal reaction.

But his face did not show it. Knowing that Chuxia woke up, he propped himself up and smiled at her: "Wake up. You lie down for a while, I'll go buy food."

Chuxia was close to him and could feel his reaction.

But Cen Zhengnian was able to suppress his instinct, put on his shirt and pants slowly, and even covered Chuxia with the quilt.

Chuxia admired them in her heart: they are really patient.

Chuxia went to work. The publicity department has been relatively idle recently because there are no major holidays and employee benefits have been distributed.

Chuxia's job is to sort out documents, documents of various previous activities, and then prepare for New Year's Day.

Yes, from now on, the publicity department will start thinking about how the factory will celebrate New Year's Day, what programs will be produced, and what employee benefits will be provided.

Because there is still a long time, the work does not seem so urgent.

"Chuxia!"

Chuxia was sorting the documents for the National Day activities, and Huang Tingyue jumped up to her with a happy face like a butterfly.

Chuxia's relationship with the employees in the factory was not very close, they were all nodding acquaintances. She talked more with Huang Tingyue because they were not much different in age.

Huang Tingyue was lively and cute, and she could talk to everyone in the department. She seemed to be more popular than Chuxia, who was not ambitious.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Chuxia smiled and nodded at her. She noticed that there were only two people left in the office, and everyone else was busy with their own things.

"Chuxia, I have something to trouble you." Huang Tingyue approached Chuxia and said with a smile, her cheeks still blushing.

"Trouble me?" Chuxia was confused. She couldn't think of what Huang Tingyue could need her help with.

She also told the truth: "I am a new clerk in the factory. If it is something about the factory, I may not be able to help."

"No!" Huang Tingyue waved her hands and said, "It's not about work. I have a blind date tomorrow. Can you lend me the red dress you wore last time?"

After that, Huang Tingyue looked at Chuxia expectantly, waiting for her to agree.

For ordinary people, it is more normal for colleagues or friends to borrow clothes. Nowadays, some people even borrow red suits for weddings.

But for Chuxia, this is a difficult thing. She is not used to lending her underwear to others. One is personal habit, and the other is hygiene.

She smiled at Huang Tingyue embarrassedly: "Sorry, I am not used to lending my underwear to others."

Huang Tingyue was stunned. It is estimated that she did not expect Chuxia to not lend her clothes. Because borrowing clothes is very common, the unmarried girls in the factory who don't have nice clothes for blind dates all borrow from each other.

"Chuxia, I'll only wear it for one day, I will wear it carefully and won't damage your skirt!" Huang Tingyue thought Chuxia was worried that the skirt would be damaged, so she spoke up quickly.

"That's not the reason." Chuxia still smiled and looked friendly, but her words were still a refusal: "If you want to wear this skirt, I know where to buy it, but I can't lend you my skirt."

Huang Tingyue bit her lip, and the coquettishness and liveliness just now disappeared. She looked at Chuxia with a little resentment in her eyes: "No!"

After saying that, she sat back in her seat with a bad face. If she had money to buy a new skirt, why would she borrow Chuxia's? It's just a skirt, what's the big deal.

Cen Zhengnian came out of the Family Planning Commission, ignoring the various meaningful looks he attracted after he left, he lifted his legs, stepped on his bicycle, and rode home.

Family planning supplies are now under the management of the Family Planning Commission, and they are also available in hospitals. However, not many people are embarrassed to ask for them, and when the Family Planning Commission sends them home, they throw them aside and dare not look at them.

Cen Zhengnian didn't think there was anything to be embarrassed about. Matters between husband and wife have existed since ancient times. This is a normal physiological desire of human beings, and there is no need to avoid it.

So he went to the Family Planning Commission to collect family planning supplies, and he didn't feel embarrassed. He was open and aboveboard, and the young man who brought the things to him blushed.

Cen Zhengnian had just entered the family compound when people he knew greeted him. The lady boss of the canteen also stuck her head out and said, "Chuxia, someone just called you!"

Cen Zhengnian's heart skipped a beat. He already knew who had called. He put away the smile on his face and sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, the call was answered by the leader of the base, who asked him to come back to work as soon as possible.

He couldn't ask about work in detail over the phone, but Cen Zhengnian could hear the anxiety in the leader's tone, and guessed that there was a problem somewhere in the project.

When he was on leave, he asked his leader for a minimum of half a month's leave. Now he was called back before the time was up, which showed that the problem was not small.

It should be a problem with the new project. The project he was working on during his leave had achieved results, and now he was conducting more in-depth research.

At this moment, Cen Zhengnian's heart flew to the Northwest. He outlined in his mind what he had calculated in the past few days.

Various complex calculation formulas floated in his mind. Without actually seeing it, he was not sure whether the problem he deduced was correct.

He had to hurry back to the base, time waits for no one.

Cen Zhengnian did not go home, and immediately went to the station to buy a train ticket, but the tickets were in short supply and all the tickets for today were sold out.

Cen Zhengnian could only buy a ticket for the next day.

When Chuxia returned home, she saw Cen Zhengnian's suitcase being pulled out and lying on the ground with its mouth open, and Cen Zhengnian was putting clothes into the suitcase.

Chuxia showed surprise on her face: "Are you going back to the Northwest?"

Cen Zhengnian was in a bad mood, with his brows tightly furrowed: "Yeah."

"Why so fast?" Chuxia couldn't help but speak.

It has been less than half a month since Cen Zhengnian came back. He has just gotten to know An An, and she has just gotten to know him a little bit, but now he has to leave.

This time is too short. Chu Xia is fine, but what about An An? The father and son have just had some warmth between them, but now they have to separate. After leaving, they don’t know when they will see each other again, and they don’t know what their relationship will be like by then.

"The notice from above." Cen Zhengnian didn't want to leave home so soon. He also wanted to live with Chu Xia and An An as a family of three.

But someone has to do the work, and since he has the ability, he has to take on the responsibility.

He doesn't think what he did was great, he just did what he should do.

Chu Xia helped him clean up, and the room became dull for a while, making Chu Xia feel unhappy.

She looked at the time, reached out and held Cen Zhengnian's wrist: "You go pick up An An, and tell him that you are leaving, and I'll take care of the rest." Cen Zhengnian

stared at Chu Xia's fingers, which were still too white and thin, but with a full sense of irresistibility.

He stretched out his hand to cover her hand, shook it and said, "Okay, I got it."

Cen Zhengnian didn't have much stuff. When Chu Xia was packing, she found that except for the clothes he brought back, he had hardly bought anything for himself.

His clothes were not fancy, always shirts and pants or Mao suits, without any extra decorations, but no one would ignore his existence.

When Chu Xia was sorting out Cen Zhengnian's shirts, a photo fell out. She picked it up and found that it was a photo of her and An An.

It was the photo she sent to Cen Zhengnian last time. He had kept it and put it in his shirt pocket.

Chu Xia couldn't tell what she felt at this moment, warm, sour and astringent. She repacked the photos and put them in his suitcase, and didn't touch his things.

Maybe they should take a family portrait. Chu Xia suddenly had this thought in her mind.

As soon as Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian returned home, Cen Huaian shook off Cen Zhengnian's hand and ran to the inner room with his head down.

When Chu Xia saw him like this, she looked at Cen Zhengnian: "Have you told him?"

Cen Zhengnian sighed, looked towards the inner room with a worried look, and nodded: "He will know sooner or later."

No matter how early or late it is, Cen Zhengnian will leave, it is better to tell him earlier, and let An An accept this reality sooner.

Cen Huaian lay on his own small bed, covered his head with the quilt, and was indignant in his heart: "Liar! All liars! You said you would always be with me! All liars!"

When the family was taking a walk together before, Cen Huaian asked Cen Zhengnian if they could be together like this forever.

Cen Zhengnian said: "Of course, Dad is always here and will always be with you."

Cen Huaian remembered this sentence at that time, and now that Cen Zhengnian said he was leaving, he couldn't accept it for a while.

Actually, Cen Zhengnian was not wrong. What he said about companionship is not only physical companionship, but also spiritual companionship.

However, Cen Huaian would not think so much. He just knew that his father was leaving, and he felt very uncomfortable now.

Cen Zhengnian felt uncomfortable seeing him like this, but he did not dare to go over, fearing that An An would get even angrier.

Chu Xia understood Cen Huaian's personality and knew that he liked to be coaxed. She pushed Cen Zhengnian and said, "You go and coax him. An An, explain to him clearly about your job and the reasons why you have to leave. He won't be angry for long."

Cen Zhengnian walked over, wrapped Cen Huaian with a quilt, turned him over, and let him face him.

"An An, Daddy apologizes to you first."

Although Cen Huaian turned his face to the side and pursed his lips tightly, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to him, his ears were already erected, listening attentively to what Cen Zhengnian said.

"If possible, Daddy would also like to stay with you and Mommy, but Daddy has something he has to do..."

Cen Huaian listened, and his body slowly relaxed, but he still kept his head down and didn't say anything.

At lunch, although Cen Huaian still felt a little awkward, he was no longer as angry as at the beginning. He was just in a bad mood, and the food didn't look so delicious.

Chu Xia touched his little face and looked up at Cen Zhengnian: "Let's take a family photo."

Cen Zhengnian had this plan before, but he never had the time to bring it up. Now that Chu Xia said it, he noticed that An An showed an expectant look, and immediately smiled and looked at An An: "An An, how about taking a photo with mom and dad?"

Cen Huaian's mood improved a little. He buried his head in the bowl and ate his rice without looking at Cen Zhengnian: "I'll listen to mom."

Cen Zhengnian looked at him like this, with helplessness in his eyes, and touched his head with doting and relief.

An An didn't look so angry anymore, he just hoped that he could really understand him.

On the way to the photo studio, Cen Zhengnian lifted Cen Huaian and put him on his neck.

He knew that An An liked this. He had felt it during the National Day celebrations. Now that he was leaving soon, he might as well let his son feel the joy of riding a horse again.

Chu Xia wanted the two of them to walk properly, but when she looked up and saw that Cen Huaian's pursed lips had relaxed, with joy in his eyes, she swallowed her words back.

It was still the same photo studio as last time, but this time it had to be expedited.

In the family photo, Chu Xia and Cen Zhengnian sat together, with Cen Huaian being held in Cen Zhengnian's arms and sitting on his lap.

"Come closer, come closer, smile! Okay!"

The photographer kept asking the three of them to get closer, and Chu Xia simply leaned her head directly on Cen Zhengnian's shoulder.

The photos were developed quickly, and the results were pretty good.

She leaned on Cen Zhengnian's shoulder and smiled. Cen Zhengnian held her with one hand and Cen Huaian with the other, with tenderness in his eyes. The corners of Cen Huaian's mouth curled up slightly, and you can see that he is smiling a little.

Chuxia likes this photo very much, and Cen Zhengnian held the photo and was reluctant to look away for a long time.

Cen Huaian stared at himself in the photo, and always felt that something was strange, and his mouth should be wider.

But when he saw how his parents liked the photo, he thought it was okay.

Chuxia kept two of the family photos at home and gave one to Cen Zhengnian.

After dinner, the family took a walk in the yard, but because Cen Zhengnian was leaving tomorrow, the three of them were not in high spirits and were a bit dull.

So after walking for a while, Chuxia felt that the wind was a bit cool, so she said she wanted to go back.

"An An, do you want to sleep with us today?"

Chuxia asked Cen Huaian when she went to bed.

Cen Zhengnian will leave early tomorrow morning, and An An may not be able to wake up by then, so if we don't sleep together tonight, there will be no chance tomorrow.

Cen Huaian turned over and said, "I'll sleep alone." He hasn't forgiven his father for leaving yet.

Cen Zhengnian looked at him wrapping himself up like a cocoon, smiled and picked him up and put him on the big bed: "Dad is leaving tomorrow, An An, can you sleep with Dad?"

An An wanted to struggle, but when he heard his father say that he was leaving tomorrow, his mood immediately dropped and he didn't want to move.

He lay between Chu Xia and Cen Zhengnian. Cen Zhengnian raised his hand, gently touched his soft hair and said: "An An, Dad will tell you a story, okay?"

Cen Huaian moved his body but didn't say anything, but Cen Zhengnian had already started talking in a slow tone.

He was talking about his schooling when he was a child.