Tang Wu sat upright, taking the small piece of paper, and immediately saw the words on it.
He said, "When I return from this mission, marry me."
Tang Wu, with disdain, glanced at him and pulled out a pen from her bag, writing, "We’ll talk when you come back."
Shi Lingyan saw her response and laughed like a fool.
Bowing his head, he carefully annotated with a black pen, stroke by stroke: 2015.7.7, sunny
Then he carefully tucked it inside his wallet, leaning in to whisper by her ear, "Evidence."
Tang Wu snorted, "Childish."
Shi Lingyan’s hand inched closer, whispering, "You’ll see tonight."
Tang Wu glared at him, her hand sneaking under the table to pinch his thigh, but Shi Lingyan was quick and blocked her mischievous hand. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴovelfire.net
When Tang Wu couldn’t pinch him, she angrily tried to pull her hand back, but Shi Lingyan, imperceptibly, had already grasped it tightly, a slight smile lifting the corners of his mouth.
Tang Huai Zhang was commending the new comrades and caught a glimpse of Tang Wu and Shi Lingyan’s little actions, cleared his throat, and said sternly, "Comrades in the back, mind the influence, romance is not permitted in the meeting room."
The meeting room burst into laughter, yet Shi Lingyan, even more brazenly, pulled her into his arms and planted a big kiss on her face, declaring, "Father-in-law, I am proposing, not romancing!"
The room erupted in cheers, Tang Huai Zhang was fuming, "I haven’t agreed yet!"
"She has agreed!" Shi Lingyan shouted proudly, holding Tang Wu.
Tang Wu felt a bit shy under the gaze but maintained a smile on her face and did not contradict.
Tang Huai Zhang almost rushed down to hit him, "You’re disturbing military bearing and discipline, get out!"
"Right away!" Shi Lingyan took Tang Wu and promptly made their escape.
And so, Shi Lingyan became the publicly acknowledged prospective son-in-law of the division commander, gaining attention wherever he went.
Later, Tang Wu disappeared.
Shi Lingyan retired from the military, and Tang Huai Zhang lost not only a daughter but also a son-in-law.
Looking at this piece of paper, memories surged back like a tide.
Tang Wu’s eyes trembled slightly, her heart unable to help a faint quiver.
Shi Lingyan, pinching her chin, exerted a slight pressure, "Do you remember?"
"What to remember," Shi Mei tried to pry his hand off, lowering her eyes to hide her emotion, not daring to look at him, "I don’t know what you’re talking about."
Shi Lingyan leaned in closer, speaking in a subdued tone, "I haven’t forgotten, I will never forget in this lifetime, you promised me, when I return from the mission, we would get married, I’ve returned, and you have too, we can get married."
Shi Mei pursed her lips in silence, her eyes growing increasingly sore, biting her lower lip, she feigned annoyance, "Aren’t you annoying..."
"Didn’t we agree, before age thirty, to have two boys, one with my surname and one with yours? When they’re young, let your parents raise them, if they want to be soldiers when they grow up, then we’ll send them to the military camp, if not, then we’ll take them back, and when the boys are older, we’re going to have a daughter..."
She couldn’t contain herself any longer at this point.
Tears broke free like a dam, tumbling down uncontrollably.
Jerking his hand away, Shi Mei’s eyes lowered, her voice cold and distant, "So what if you remember."
Shi Lingyan was taken aback.
"In the end, you still broke your promise," Shi Mei suddenly laughed, a hint of mockery in her voice, "You talk prettier than you sing, everyone can say pretty words, Shi Lingyan, do you still think I am the previous Tang Wu?"
Shi Lingyan felt a lump in his throat.