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"One used in hotels..."

"One used in...a car..."

Lu Weidong's face instantly turned red, his eyes widened in disbelief.

On the bus?!

A series of images flashed uncontrollably through my mind...

Ye Wenxi looked at his blank and stunned appearance, as if he had been "hard-controlled" and frozen in place.

She couldn't help but bury her face in his arm, her shoulders shaking with laughter.

"Oh, are you two arguing?"

Wang Hao's voice came from the side.

"Battalion Commander, why is your face so red?"

"What's making you so happy? Let me hear it too."

Lu Weidong's face was still flushed as he cleared his throat:

"Wang Hao, 10km cross-country run with weights."

Wang Hao immediately stood at attention, his face serious.

"Report! I was wrong! I retract what I just said!"

After saying that, Wang Hao immediately switched back to his usual playful grin:

"Um... Battalion Commander..."

"What are you doing?"

"Can you lend me two yuan?"

"What do you need the money for?" Lu Weidong frowned.

"Oh, Sister Zhang just called and asked me to run an errand for her."

"They have guests today and don't have time to cook, so they asked me to pack some good dishes to take over."

"As you know, I don't usually carry money. I only have one dollar and twenty cents in my pocket right now, which isn't enough."

"You know, my sister-in-law, why did you suddenly ask me to serve the food?"

Ye Wenxi looked at Wang Hao with a smile on her face:

"Your sister-in-law did all this for you."

"Didn't she tell you who the guest was?"

Wang Hao looked at Ye Wenxi's knowing expression.

He's much more astute than Lu Weidong in this regard.

Does this mean Ye Wenxi knows?

Is it for his own good?

He looked at Ye Wenxi with disbelief:

"Sister-in-law, you're not talking about her, are you?"

Ye Wenxi nodded.

Wang Hao paused instantly, his expression shifting from bewilderment to tension and anxiety.

He couldn't help but reveal a hint of barely suppressed joy.

Then he realized:

"Commander! Lend me five dollars!"

"How about lending me ten yuan?"

Lu Weidong glanced at him with a look of disgust:

"You want to eat a Manchu Han Imperial Feast?"

"No... I just wanted to buy some other things."

Ye Wenxi smiled and took money out of his pocket:

"Here, I'll lend it to you. I just earned twenty."

Wang Hao immediately took the money, waved it at Ye Wenxi, and said:

"Thank you, sister-in-law! You're like a second parent to me!"

Lu Weidong raised his leg and kicked him:

"Get lost."

"Sister-in-law! I'll return it to you tomorrow!"

"No rush."

Ye Wenxi and Lu Weidong got their food and sat down in a corner with their lunchboxes.

Lu Weidong was focused on removing the bones from the ribbonfish.

After cleaning the fish thoroughly, all the fish meat was placed into Ye Wenxi's bowl.

"You just said you earned twenty yuan?"

"Payment for the manuscript?"

Ye Wenxi, her mouth stuffed full, shook her head:

"I earned it from Su Ran."

Lu Weidong frowned:

"She's giving you trouble again?"

Ye Wenxi pointed at the ribbonfish with his chopsticks, indicating that he should peel off another piece.

While eating, she excitedly recounted what had just happened to Lu Weidong.

Her tone was light and cheerful, but Lu Weidong's expression grew increasingly grim as he listened, and he even stopped what he was doing.

Ye Wenxi tapped on his bowl: "What are you thinking about?"

"Wenxi..."

"Hey! Don't apologize! This has nothing to do with you."

"What if you really feel bad about it?"

"Serve me well these next two days."

"Quick, next piece of fish!"

Lu Weidong watched Ye Wenxi shoveling rice into her mouth.

I know she genuinely didn't take it to heart.

So I stopped bringing it up and didn't want to upset her.

They finally had a chance to relax together, and they didn't want to let some annoying person ruin their mood.

With that in mind, he decided to talk about something happy.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​doing it in the car?"

"Cough cough cough—!"

Ye Wenxi was startled by this abrupt change of topic.

His face turned red from coughing.

Lu Weidong quickly patted her back and gave her water; it took her a while to recover.

Why are you so nervous?

He grinned mischievously, glancing up at her flushed ears.

What else could Ye Wenxi have thought of?

She got it from watching porn!

She didn't dare lift her head now, keeping it down and muttering softly:

"What do you mean, 'what did I think'? I was just saying it!"

Lu Weidong seemed to have found the switch to amuse her:

"Was that really just a casual remark?"

"Don't you want to give it a try?"

Ye Wenxi looked up and glared at him fiercely.

She reached out to pinch him, but Lu Weidong was dressed thickly and had hard muscles.

I tried twisting for ages but couldn't get a single bit of skin off.

People around them were already watching and secretly laughing.

"I'll settle the score with you when we get out of here," Ye Wenxi said in a low voice.

"Okay," Lu Weidong replied with a smile, "I'll wait for you in the car."

The double entendre in those words made Ye Wenxi's ears burn.

She stared at him, somewhat bewildered.

No?

Did she lead him astray?

.....

In late autumn in Northeast China, the golden rice paddies along the highways outside county towns have long since disappeared.

After several light snowfalls, the open fields were covered with a thin layer of white.

At first glance, apart from the bare poplar trees on both sides of the road, there is only an endless expanse of pristine whiteness.

Fuyun County, where they live, is located at the easternmost point of the motherland.

It is the place in the country where the sun rises earliest and sets earliest.

Just past two in the afternoon, the sunlight was already tinged with a warm orange-red hue.

The sunlight slanted across the snowfield.

It's like gilding this white earth with a gentle red hue.

Ye Wenxi was somewhat mesmerized by the scenery.

She suddenly remembered a song.

A folk song from Northeast China that was sung by many people in her era.

"The setting sun in the north is its crimson attire..."

"A pine tree in full foliage, serving as a groomsman..."

Her singing voice began softly.

It carries a touch of the desolation and gentleness unique to this land.

Lu Weidong was somewhat stunned and turned to look at her:

"What's the name of this song? It's really good."

"I don't remember what it was called either." Ye Wenxi smiled.

"I think I've heard it before, and I only remember a few lines."

She secretly told a little lie.

"Look, this scenery is just like the lyrics."

"The setting sun in the north is its crimson attire..."

"It's so beautiful."

Lu Weidong suddenly turned the steering wheel and drove off at the fork in the road ahead.

The jeep drove deep into the snowfield.

Finally, facing the red sun on the horizon, it came to a steady stop.

"I'll stay and watch with you a little longer."

"Um."

Ye Wenxi gazed at the unfolding scenery before her, her eyes reflecting light.

She was in the 21st century.

She often dreams of returning to Northeast China, to the land that gave her birth and nurtured her.

But even though one's hometown is beautiful, it cannot keep people here.

Too many young people have packed their bags and left.

Ye Wenxi stared at the vast and silent white expanse before her, somewhat mesmerized.

Fragments of the past flashed through my mind, along with the present scene.

For a moment, I couldn't tell which was dream and which was reality.

Lu Weidong looked at Ye Wenxi's quiet profile.

The rosy glow of the setting sun painted her smooth skin, making her features appear exceptionally gentle.

Her gaze was distant and somewhat empty.

It was as if his gaze concealed a past he was unaware of.

Even though they are already husband and wife and are very close.

He still felt that Ye Wenxi was like a fog.

It can be seen, but not understood.

Ye Wenxi felt his focused gaze and turned her head.

She smiled gently at him:

"Is it pretty?"

"nice."

Ye Wenxi smiled and leaned closer to his face: "I was asking about myself!"

Lu Weidong suddenly leaned over.

He gently cupped the back of her head with one hand and kissed her soft lips.

After a brief moment of intimacy, both of them were slightly out of breath.

Lu Weidong didn't let go, still supporting the back of her neck, his gaze fixed on her flushed face.

The voice was low and deep, carrying the warmth of breath:

"I'm talking about...you."