It's a new day again.
That morning, Bi Yue didn't let Chu Yifeng drag her out of bed, but got up before four o'clock.
Neither she nor he could have guessed that today would end the schedule they had maintained for several days.
But the facts are right in front of us.
Last night, she received a call from her brother-in-law Wang Jianan, asking her to go to his unit to attend the government auction in the afternoon and to give her an invitation.
And what about Chu Yifeng?
Bi Yue stood in front of the window, hugging her shoulders, looking at the tall silhouette through the window.
He maintained a stern expression even when ironing his military uniform, and the round five-star badge on his cap was too dazzling.
It’s so dazzling that when he wears it later, how handsome will he look?
It will probably be like the last time I left. I put it on and left without any hesitation, and even the tenderness in my heart could not be seen.
Today's large-scale military meeting, which has been prepared for half a month, will be held at the conference center.
Bi Yue knew what Chu Yifeng was worried about, but pretended not to know.
She understood that after the meeting, he would just have to write a summary report and hold an internal symposium before leaving.
But if she spoke out, she was sure she would look ignorant.
She is not an emotional pregnant woman, but she really can't bear to leave.
She just had a few good days, didn't she?
She didn't want anything from him, couldn't she just spend more time with him? But she didn't dare to cry, couldn't even mention it, for fear of losing control and saying:
My dear, you are not only good at wielding swords, spears, knives and clubs, but if you take off this military uniform, you will definitely look even better as a domineering president.
Can you take it off? If you take it off, do you know what your future will be like?
She might even cry out in madness:
I am a time traveler, I came from peacetime. Don't ask me to have the kind of great love that involves crying and shouting for sacrifice on the battlefield, and don't ask me to be like other miserable military wives.
I came here to live a few good days, not to suffer one misfortune after another.
Besides, I am just a little girl, and I just want you to stay at home every day like an ordinary man.
When the child is sick, you are there. When I am sick, you are there. When the elderly are in trouble, you are there.
Man is selfish by nature. It's not my fault, it's just that you are too philanthropic.
Chu Yifeng paused in ironing his shirt as he felt someone staring at him from behind. He suddenly turned around and caught the moment when Bi Yue was secretly wiping away tears outside the window.
Chu Yifeng's expression froze for a moment, and he glanced at the quartz clock on the wall like a fool.
He pulled out the bolt, took a few big steps out of the room, and touched Bi Yue's shoulder with his warm hand: "What's wrong? Huh? Didn't you complain about not getting enough sleep? Why did you get up early?"
He bent down slightly and looked straight ahead, his breath filled with concern:
"Why are you crying? What's sad?"
Bi Yue, who had just been complaining about a lot of grievances in her heart, sniffed, pushed Chu Yifeng, and lied, "Go away, what sad things are you talking about? I had a nightmare."
Chu Yifeng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, and took Bi Yue's hand and led her into the house:
"You scared me. What kind of dream was that? Come on, go inside. Let me finish ironing and then we can go out for a run."
"Forgot. Let me iron it for you?" Bi Yue looked up at the handsome guy who was still sniffling. She burped again and continued, "Let's go have noodle tea this morning. I want to eat that."
Chu Yifeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay."
In just two minutes, Bi Yue stopped crying and started laughing again. She smiled sweetly while ironing Chu Yifeng's standard shirt. Her eyes were full of seriousness, and she would carefully rub it with her hands from time to time.
Bi Yue herself admitted that she felt admiration when she saw the military uniform, and she felt genuine pride when she touched it.
If she doesn't want to take it off, then don't take it off. She's tough, but she can only suffer alone. If you don't want to join the army, then I won't join the army either. If she thinks this way, then it's over. Her children won't have to live in peacetime like she did.
Look, she puts the interests of the whole community above her own, and shows how patriotic she is.
Seeing Bi Yue's special love for her military uniform, Chu Yifeng felt a surge of sweetness in his heart. He picked up his wide-brimmed hat and casually put it on Bi Yue's head.
"Come on, give me a military salute."
Bi Yue bared her teeth at Chu Yifeng and toasted him foolishly. After she finished toasting, she heard Chu Yifeng's laughter and laughed to herself. In fact, she was laughing at herself in her heart:
"Tsk, the main thing is that she can't control him. If he does whatever she tells him to do, she won't like him. He has ideals, and hanging out with someone like him can elevate her vulgar heart."
Chu Yifeng washed his face with water, and smiled as he washed his neck:
"If you ask me, there's no need to rush to pass our military rank regulations. Instead, we should draft a dress code for military wives. Any military wife who performs well will be promoted. We are respected outside in uniform, but it's even harder for you. Buying groceries, seeing a doctor, should all be made easier by your attire."
Bi Yue agreed and said, "That would be great. If I had that outfit, I would wear it every day. I wonder who would dare to bully me."
"Haha. Wife, did you have a nightmare last night?"
…
Now Bi Tiegang, the only one in the family who can get up early, would rather lie in bed and make pancakes than get up, just to make it easier for the two of them to talk.
So, the two of them became cheerful again, holding hands, thinking that they could still catch the tail of time and be happy every day.
But the moment Chu Yifeng took off the bolt and opened the door, both of them knew that it was over early.
"Who are you?" Bi Yue frowned and looked at the middle-aged man squatting at the door of her house in confusion.
The middle-aged man smiled with wrinkles on his face: "Your surname is Bi, right? The eldest daughter of the Bi family? When you were a child, your mother took you to my house to play and ate millet rice there. Your mother and my husband used to play together before they got married..."
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