A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Ye Wenxi reached out to push away Lu Weidong, who was wrapped around her, and said with a serious expression:

"I was drunk that day, there's no comparison."

Lu Weidong chuckled softly. He didn't really intend to do anything; he just wanted to tease her.

He didn't get up, but lifted Ye Wenxi's chin with one hand, looking at her stubborn, slightly angry eyes and her slightly furrowed eyebrows.

"The atmosphere has reached this point, it's not unreasonable to ask for a little something sweet."

Before he finished speaking, he kissed her lips.

The kiss wasn't too deep; it was extremely gentle and restrained, like savoring a piece of candy you're reluctant to bite into, only daring to lightly touch it with the tip of your tongue, carefully appreciating its sweetness.

In this solemn setting, Ye Wenxi grew increasingly nervous, her face turning as red as the lanterns outside the window.

Lu Weidong released his lips, but his face was very close to hers. Looking at her flushed face and her restrained yet forced composure, he couldn't help but laugh.

Ye Wenxi glared at him.

"what?"

"You usually seem pretty daring, spouting dirty jokes all the time, so why do you turn out like this when it comes to something serious?"

As he spoke the last few words, Lu Weidong pinched her cheek slightly.

"Hiss..." Ye Wenxi rubbed her face and pushed him away.

Lu Weidong couldn't look at her anymore, otherwise he really couldn't resist the urge to take advantage of her.

"Hey? Your behavior reminds me of a fruit." He stood up and said with a smile.

"What?"

"Bananas."

Ye Wenxi scoffed.

"I think you're the banana." She said, her gaze falling on that spot.

Lu Weidong suppressed a laugh, looked at the ground, and touched his cheek with his tongue.

They pushed Ye Wenxi, who was about to stand up, back down.

He leaned down and said in a low, hoarse voice:

"So...do you like X-bananas?"

"ah!!"

Ye Wenxi seemed to hear something scathing, covered her ears, gritted her teeth, and suppressed a scream.

Lu Weidong laughed so hard he plopped down next to her.

He glanced at his watch; it was just lunchtime.

He reached out and put his arm around Ye Wenxi's shoulder, then patted him on the shoulder.

"Alright, stop fooling around. Let's go eat."

"Hmph! I'm never coming to see you again!"

Ye Wenxi stomped her foot, stood up, and walked heavily toward the door.

Lu Weidong quickly followed and got close.

"Hmph, from now on I'll call you Boiled Egg!" Ye Wenxi glared at him resentfully.

Lu Weidong paused for a moment, then understood and chuckled.

He quickly kissed Ye Wenxi.

"Okay, call me whatever you want."

At lunchtime, people moved back and forth, and soldiers in uniform walked in groups of three or five toward the canteen.

Red lanterns were still hanging on the streetlights along the road, and a banner read "Happy Chinese New Year, Welcome the Spring Festival".

The two arrived at the cafeteria. As soon as they entered, Lu Weidong saw Lu Weihua and Lu Xiaojun with a table full of food.

There were only three meat dishes today, and they ordered them all. They also ordered four vegetable dishes and eight large steamed buns.

Lu Weidong stood silently beside them.

Lu Xiaojun, his head stuffed with vegetables and steamed buns, mumbled incoherently:

"Hmm? Second Uncle? Let's eat together."

Lu Weidong crossed his arms and frowned: "When are you two going back?"

He was kicked by Ye Wenxi as soon as he finished speaking.

"Second Uncle, I'm also reluctant to leave," Lu Xiaojun said earnestly, swallowing the meat in his mouth.

"But we're starting school soon, so I need to study hard this semester."

"He's not reluctant to leave," Lu Weihua said without looking up, stuffing a piece of meat into his mouth. "He's urging us to leave quickly."

Lu Xiaojun seemed not to hear him, looking at Lu Weidong with a sincere expression:

"Second Uncle, it's alright, I'll come back during the summer vacation."

Lu Weidong: "..."

Ye Wenxi finished getting the food and brought it over, and the four of them sat down to eat together.

Lu Weihua picked up a piece of meat and casually asked, "Second Brother, how much longer until the exercise?"

"One more week." Lu Weidong didn't even look up.

Lu Weihua was taken aback: "Huh? So we just left, and you weren't home either?"

Lu Weidong paused with his chopsticks, then looked up at Ye Wenxi.

Then he turned to Lu Weihua:

"Then don't leave. Stay with your second sister-in-law. Go to school a few days later."

Lu Weihua's eyes lit up, and an excited smile instantly appeared on his face, as if he had received an order.

Ye Wenxi quickly waved his hand:

"No need, no need! Go to class and don't let it interfere with your important business."

"It's only been a little over a week, it'll pass quickly once you get busy."

Lu Weihua slumped down again...

Ye Wenxi was eating when she looked up and saw Wang Hao.

He was holding a lunchbox and eating listlessly by himself.

He had noticeably lost weight in the few days I hadn't seen him.

Lu Weidong also saw Wang Hao. He picked up his lunchbox and took a box of vegetables.

"I'll go say a few words to him," he said, turning to Ye Wenxi.

"Okay, go ahead."

Ye Wenxi's appetite gradually subsided, and worry about Ding Jiahe rose in her heart again.

I am reminded of Chen Yuanchuan's words, "No news is the best news."

That was the only way she could comfort herself.

After dinner, Ye Wenxi sat with Lu Weihua and Lu Xiaojun for a while before returning to the division headquarters building with Lu Weidong.

"I need to go to the publicity department this afternoon. The sample medals for this exercise have been completed. Section Chief Wei asked me to go and take a look."

"Okay, then... will you come find me after your meeting?" Lu Weidong teased her on purpose.

"Get lost, I'm not going into the wolf's den."

After Ye Wenxi finished speaking, she glared at Lu Weidong reproachfully, turned around on the fourth floor, and arrived at the conference room of the publicity department.

Several people were already seated in the conference room. Section Chief Wei greeted her with a smile as she entered.

"Xiao Ye is here? Please have a seat."

On the table were several newly made medals and badges, their metallic luster gleaming with a cold white light under the fluorescent lamp.

Ye Wenxi sat down and picked up a coin to examine it closely.

"How is it?" Section Chief Wei leaned closer. "The design has been modified according to your suggestions last time."

Ye Wenxi looked at it over and over several times, then nodded.

"It's much better than last time. Wouldn't it be better if the texture were a bit deeper? It feels a bit shallow right now."

Section Chief Wei wrote it down in his notebook: "Okay, I'll have them deepen the depth."

He picked up the First-Class Merit Medal and handed it to Ye Wenxi.

This is an exquisite First-Class Merit Medal—the center features a military emblem with fifteen rays of light, while the outer ring is adorned with kapok flowers and five-pointed stars.

The kapok flower was added at Ye Wenxi's suggestion because its flower language is "the flower of heroes".

"Section Chief Wei," Ye Wenxi said cautiously.

She wanted to ask a question that had been puzzling her for a long time.

Why are there first, second, and third-class merit awards for military exercises?

"Aren't those things only in real combat? What might happen during an exercise?"

"I'm not quite sure about this... I'd like to find out."

Section Chief Wei gave a meaningful smile.

He picked up a third-class merit medal, which featured Tiananmen Square with thirty rays of light.

"This is a third-class merit medal. It counts for training pacesetters, top performers in exercises, and skilled technicians."

"What you understand is probably this kind of recognition."

Ye Wenxi nodded.

In her mind, the exercise was like an exam, and the medals were just honorary titles.

Then Section Chief Wei picked up the second medal and placed it beside her.

Two intersecting five-pointed stars, with Tiananmen Square and a missile launch image in the middle.

"Second-class merit." He paused, his tone becoming more somber.

"It has to be a crucial moment, a decisive moment. It has to be something you've really risked your life in during the exercises."

"Your lover, Lu Weidong, has one."