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Chapter 117 Misunderstanding Cleared Up

Wu Xinxue was instantly wide awake and stood there stunned.

She thought to herself, "Stop being so stubborn! Quickly come up with a plausible excuse!"

Su Yang glanced at the packet of medicine on the bedside table, grabbed a small packet, tore it open, and smelled it.

He was so angry he laughed after smelling it.

This so-called medicine is actually Jiao Sanxian!

He was all too familiar with that taste.

Last year, the month he made money catching rats, he indulged in some revenge spending.

He buys delicious food every day.

Wu Xinxue often experienced bloating from overeating, so he accompanied her to see a doctor.

The doctor prescribed Jiao Sanxian (焦三仙), which is mainly used to aid digestion and is very cheap, costing only a few hundred yuan per dose.

"You're so clever! You're going to go all out with this act, aren't you?"

Su Yang threw the medicine packet onto the bed and looked at Wu Xinxue with annoyance.

Wu Xinxue lowered her head, her mind racing for a long time, but she couldn't come up with a reasonable excuse.

"Um... um, I'm actually still feeling a little unwell." Her voice was barely audible, and she didn't dare to look up at Su Yang.

"uncomfortable?"

Su Yang approached the bedside, and the oppressive feeling he brought made Wu Xinxue's breath catch in her throat.

He reached out and scratched her cheek with his finger, leaving some rouge on the tip of his nail, which made him a little annoyed.

"Then this rouge, and the white lip rouge on your lips, didn't you complain about how ugly it was before?" Su Yang couldn't help but poke Wu Xinxue's forehead with his finger.

This white lip rouge was a gift from Natalia. Wu Xinxue tried it once but disliked it and stopped using it. Little did she know that it would become a tool for her to deceive Su Yang.

"No, why are you faking illness? If you're just too tired from work, you could easily take a day off..."

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Su Yang frowned and continued to criticize.

At first, Wu Xinxue buried her head in her chest and listened silently. Slowly, she clenched her fists and suddenly raised her head!

Su Yang was stunned. He saw that Wu Xinxue's eyes were already red and her eyes were filled with tears.

He panicked instantly, wondering if he had spoken too harshly, and tried to make amends.

"Sister Xinxue, I..."

"Yes! I was faking it! So what?! I just don't want you to go to that awful place again!"

After a brief moment of panic, Wu Xinxue was overcome with a stubborn, "what's the use" attitude.

She threw off the covers, ignoring that she was only wearing a thin undergarment, and jumped off the bed barefoot. Her fists clenched tightly, her chest heaving, she glared at Su Yang, her voice rising with emotion, slightly cracking: "Do you know how scared I was? Last night I dreamt you left again, and when you came back... when you came back you were barely alive!"

"Su Yang, you're only thirteen! Thirteen years old..."

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Her accusations came like a machine gun, and tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string, washing away the patchy white and powdered makeup she had been wearing.

"Waaah..." Startled by the sudden outburst, Xiaobai shrank at the foot of the bed, letting out an uneasy whimper, its blue eyes reflecting Wu Xinxue's tear-streaked face.

Su Yang stared blankly, completely bewildered.

After Wu Xinxue finished venting, leaving only rapid breathing and suppressed sobs, Su Yang stood up and walked to her.

He picked up his cotton-padded coat from the kang (a heated brick bed) and draped it over her body, which was shivering slightly from excitement and the cold.

"Sister Xinxue, have you been under too much work pressure lately? Why don't you take a few days off to rest? If you're not comfortable talking to Sister Hongyan, I can ask the factory manager to help you ask."

Su Yang gently comforted her, thinking that although Wu Xinxue's public age was 18, her real age was only 15.

Over the past year, as the face of the factory's propaganda department, especially after the outbreak of war, she has been working non-stop every day without ever complaining about hardship or fatigue. How could she not be under great psychological pressure?

We don't know why she would stage such a fake illness act.

But in later generations, which fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl doesn't have the right to be willful and capricious?

Su Yang assumed she was just being childish and couldn't help but put his hand on her shoulder, preparing to coax her.

"Don't touch me!"

Wu Xinxue turned her back to him, twisted her body to shake off his hand, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Su Yang was not discouraged. Instead, he put his arm around her and said softly, "Sister Xinxue, you can tell me if there's anything bothering you. No matter what it is, I'll do whatever you want."

"You'll do whatever you want?" Wu Xinxue finally turned around, her eyes red and misty with tears on her long eyelashes, and asked with a pout.

Seeing that they could communicate normally, Su Yang was overjoyed. After hesitating slightly, he nodded emphatically and said, "Yes! I agree to anything!"

He thought to himself that Wu Xinxue was angry right now, so he would deal with her for now and then reason with her after she calmed down.

"Then...then you're not allowed to go to the battlefield this time!" Wu Xinxue held her breath, her peach blossom eyes, still wet with tears, staring intently at Su Yang's face.

"Go to the battlefield? When am I supposed to go to the battlefield? Didn't Xiaoyu already go?" Su Yang was completely confused.

"snort!"

After being hugged by him for a while, Wu Xinxue calmed down a bit and said angrily, "Don't think I don't know. Didn't Commander Luo send you a telegram to call you back to the peninsula to continue fighting? I saw it yesterday!"

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"Telegram? War?"

Su Yang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening.

That's it!

He couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.

"You mean this? Here! Take a look at what's written inside!" Su Yang took the envelope he had taken from Wu Xinxue's office yesterday from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand.

When Wu Xinxue saw Su Yang suddenly burst into laughter, with a playful look in his eyes, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Could I be thinking the wrong thing?

She reached out to take the envelope to see for herself, but hesitated and withdrew her hand.

"I won't look at it. This was given to you by Commander Luo. I think it violates discipline."

Wu Xinxue's tears were still on her cheeks as she glared at Su Yang stubbornly and aggrievedly. Her words, "I won't look," carried the air of a little girl throwing a tantrum.

Su Yang's smile deepened, but a sense of understanding welled up inside him.

He took back the envelope, but instead of teasing her any further, he revealed its contents: "Sister Xinxue, you've misunderstood. Lao Luo sent a telegram, firstly to tell me that Xiaoyu is doing well over there and I shouldn't worry; secondly, to tell me that the 352nd Regiment is about to depart for the front lines and I shouldn't worry about them, just stay at the factory. From beginning to end, he didn't mention a single word about me going back!"

"Really?" Wu Xinxue suddenly raised her head, her face, streaked with tears, filled with astonishment and anticipation.

"Absolutely true!" Su Yang nodded vigorously, pulling her cotton-padded coat, which had slipped off her shoulders, tighter around her. His tone softened. "I know you're worried about me, afraid I'll sneak off to the battlefield like last time. Don't worry, I have work to do at the factory, I have Xiaobai to take care of, and you're here watching over me. I won't go anywhere. Lao Luo and the others are on the front lines, and Xiaoyu is helping with reconnaissance. Things will get better."

"Phew...that's good." Wu Xinxue breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a huge burden had been lifted from her body, and her tense shoulders relaxed.

Suddenly, she remembered that last night she had pretended to be sick and cough, applied powder to look weak, and even dragged Su Yang to "warm the bed"!

"Su Yang... I'm sorry... I..."

Oh my god! I'm so embarrassed! She lowered her head abruptly, wishing she could disappear into the ground, her ears turning bright red.

Su Yang looked at her amusedly and teased, "But speaking of which, Sister Xinxue, your acting skills are quite good. Maybe you can even make movies in the future!"

"Ugh! Don't laugh at me!"

Wu Xinxue was so embarrassed that she turned around and fell onto the bed, covering the back of her head with a pillow while kicking her little feet behind her.

Su Yang suppressed a laugh and said in a serious tone, "Well, I'm not joking. But Sister Xinxue, if you really get sick in the future, I might not even believe it."

Wu Xinxue did not answer, but simply covered her head even more tightly.

"Alright! Since you're not sick and you lied to me, I'll punish you by making you make breakfast, and you'll have to give me a ride on your bike to work later."

"Fine, I'll bring it!"

Wu Xinxue suddenly threw off her pillow and sat up. Her previous defiant attitude was long gone, replaced by guilt and embarrassment. The rouge and powder on her cheeks were now a mess, washed away by her tears, making her look like a pitiful tabby cat.

Seeing that Su Yang was still looking at her and smiling, she raised her hand to hit Su Yang, but he grabbed her wrist in a flash.

"Alright, alright," Su Yang pleaded with a smile, "Hurry up and get ready to cook. After you eat, you need to go to work. The broadcasting room can't do without your great voice. If you don't go soon, the whole factory will be wondering why today's production announcements and 'good deeds' news are silent."

When work was mentioned, Wu Xinxue immediately remembered her responsibilities and exclaimed, "Oh dear! Our publicity department has a morning meeting today!"

She frantically broke free from Su Yang, no longer caring about being shy. She rushed to the dressing table, looked in the small mirror, and was immediately terrified by her own painted face, letting out another wail. She quickly grabbed a basin and towel and went to the water tank to fetch water to wash up.

I wasted a lot of time explaining the misunderstanding early in the morning.

Su Yang and Wu Xinxue worked together to quickly prepare breakfast, and after a quick meal, they went to work together.

Aunt Ma from next door was sifting through coal ash at her door when she saw the two of them come out and couldn't help but glance at them a few more times.

"Has Aunt Ma eaten yet?" Wu Xinxue greeted her sweetly, just like usual.

"have eaten."

Aunt Ma replied, and as the two passed by, she couldn't help but ask, "Xinxue, Xiaosu, did you two have a fight this morning? Let me tell you, life isn't always smooth sailing, you can't be too..."

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"Aunt Ma, Su Yang and I didn't quarrel."

Wu Xinxue's face flushed red. She then remembered that the doors and windows of the tenement building were poorly soundproofed, and the neighbors must have heard her shouting at Su Yang so loudly that morning.

But this is hard to explain. I can't exactly say that I was faking illness because of a misunderstanding and that Su Yang saw through it, can I?

"Ahem!"

Su Yang quickly chimed in, "Aunt Ma, it's like this: didn't the factory ask Sister Xinxue and the publicity department to organize a program before the New Year? I was rehearsing with her this morning since I had nothing to do. Did I disturb you? I'm sorry!"

"The program? Is there any Yangko dance?"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Ma immediately believed it, her eyes lit up, and she began to ask more questions.

"It's not decided yet... um... we're going to be late for work, let's talk about it later."

Su Yang casually made up a few words, then pulled Wu Xinxue, whose face was still flushed, and quickly left.