"Then I won’t go back," Huo Shiqian said indifferently.
"What?" Xia Chuyi was stunned; she had only given a casual response, never expecting him to really say he wouldn’t go back!
"You don’t have things to do in your unit?" Honestly, she might really be psychologically older--wishing to coquettishly ask her boyfriend not to leave, then worrying about him when he actually didn’t.
Could people in the military really be so capricious?
As if seeing her worry, a rare smile overflowed from Huo Shiqian’s eyes as he said, "Sweeping Ling County of its underworld forces isn’t just talk."
Since he came under that banner, naturally, he had to complete the task thoroughly before returning.
"I’ll go back after the mission here is finished."
Implied in his words was that the two of them could spend more time together.
"But you still have to remember to write letters," otherwise, once he returned to his unit, he would have a few days without her letters.
Uncle Liberation Army was really persistent about this.
"Alright, I’ll remember to write, and you remember to reply," she said with a smile, "But, Brother Shi Qian, can you write a bit more in your replies?"
Faced with this question again, Huo Shiqian was very calm as he said, "I’ll try my best."
"Just trying your best won’t do." Since they were dating, Xia Chuyi wanted to fully exercise her right to do so, hooking his arm and shaking it, "Writing so few words every time makes me feel like I’m reading telegrams from the underground party, unable to satisfy my longing for you."
"Pure nonsense," Huo Shiqian gently rebuked.
The tips of his ears seemed suspiciously red, though it was hard to tell because his skin was so dark.
Xia Chuyi pressed on, "Brother Shi Qian, look at us in a long-distance relationship, separated by distance, only able to communicate through letters."
"If you write too little, how can I get to know and understand you from between the lines?"
"After all, there’s a huge generational gap every three years, and we’re apart by a whole three generations, plus being separated by distance. If we don’t communicate more, how can we continue to nurture our revolutionary affection?"
She spoke very seriously.
Hearing this, Huo Shiqian actually became silent for a moment before saying, "You make a good point."
Women need to be spoiled, and since his little girl was so clever and sweet, he should satisfy her wishes.
"Next time, I’ll write more." This time, there was no hint of perfunctoriness in his words.
"Brother Shi Qian, you’re so good!" Xia Chuyi gave him a sweet smile and praised him.
See, men really do need to be trained!
Her cunning little expression made Huo Shiqian’s Adam’s apple bob.
Suddenly, with a big hand, he pulled her into a deserted alley beside them, pressing her against the wall, blocking potential onlookers with his body, leaning in for a torrential embrace.
Long after their lips parted, Huo Shiqian’s eyes were even more profound as he said, "Girlie, as long as you’re obedient, I’ll fulfil all your wishes."
After all, one’s own wife needs one’s own affection.
Xia Chu, being called an "Old Monster" in two lifetimes, experienced her first street intimacy, and although no one saw it, she was still overwhelmed with embarrassment.
"Ahem, let’s, let’s go back."
The two quickly straightened their clothes and walked out of the alley with dignified expressions.
If someone had come across them at that moment, they wouldn’t have guessed that they had just had a "shameful" moment in the alley, thinking instead they were discussing revolutionary issues there.