The Little Childhood Friend in a Female-Dominated World (ChatGPT Translated)

50. 出征 - Going to battle/war

Thinking about her and her daughter leaving, and being alone to celebrate the New Year, Ji Shi couldn't smile anymore. She sat on Lu Rong's lap and softly reminded him, "Be careful in everything."

Lu Rong hugged Ji Shi's waist and pulled her closer, saying, "I know, I will take good care of Xiao Feng. After all, you and Mi Jian are still waiting for the two of us to come back, especially Mi Jian, he and Xiao Feng are not yet married."

When it comes to Xu Mu, both of them sighed.

Xu Mu's reluctance towards Lu Feng is evident to anyone with keen eyes. As childhood sweethearts, they are suddenly separated for an unknown period of time. It's hard to believe that he can bear it.

As the time of departure approaches, Lu Feng has many things she wants to say to Xu Mu. But seeing his reluctant appearance, she can't say anything and can only silently embrace him.

With her face buried in Lu Feng's warm and familiar embrace, listening to her strong heartbeat, Xu Mu's nose tingled and tears couldn't help but flow.

Clenching the clothes on Lu Feng's back tightly, Xu Mu cried and sobbed for a long time before composing himself to regain his gentle and obedient demeanor.

"The border is cold. You've had frostbite on your hands and feet before because you weren't careful. I had the frostbite ointment prepared for you. Be more careful this time."

Xu Mu placed his hand on Lu Feng's left arm and felt it through the fabric. Finally, he stopped at a certain spot, his eyes turning red. After taking several deep breaths, he managed to speak clearly, "You were shot with an arrow here before, leaving a wound. Every time I touch it, my heart aches. . . I know the battlefield is merciless, but every part of your body belongs to me. When you use it, don't take it lightly. Think about whether or not it would hurt me."

"Don't worry about me either. Father is about to give birth, and I have a lot of things to take care of. Just take care of yourself at the border."

The more Xu Mu spoke, the more tears flowed from his eyes. His hand, trying to wipe away the tears, was wet and couldn't do much.

He turned his back and wiped his tears on his sleeve, not wanting Lu Feng to feel distressed by his crying.

The scene seemed to transport them back to their past lives. At that time, they had just gotten married, and Lu Feng was ordered to go to war. Xu Mu couldn't bear it, but also didn't want to hold her back, so he cried while carrying her on his back.

Turning away, Lu Feng couldn't see the tears on Xu Mu's face, but looking at his trembling shoulders, she could imagine his tear-stained face.

Lu Feng sighed, regardless of past or present, she couldn't bear to see Mi Jian shed tears.

She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to Xu Mu to wipe his tears. Seeing his red eyes and nose, her heart ached.

While wiping Xu Mu's tears, she said, "When other young masters cry, they cover their faces with handkerchiefs, looking like a weeping willow in the rain. But when you cry, tears and snot flow out. Not to mention looking like a weeping willow, you don't even have a handkerchief. I still remember the first time I saw you, you cried until you had snot bubbles. It left a deep impression."

Even if there is no memory from past lives, Lu Feng in this lifetime is afraid that she will never forget the little gentleman who cries when he sees her.

Every time Xu Mu sheds tears, she takes out a handkerchief from her own sleeve to wipe them, while he stands there waiting for her to wipe his tears.

It seems like he has figured her out.