At this moment, inside the family building.
Lu Jing had been scrolling through his phone while leaning on the couch, but at some point, he drifted off to sleep, his phone having fallen beside him, the screen now black.
He was sleeping restlessly, his expression tense, anxious, muttering under his breath,
"Don’t, please don’t..."
Jiang Ye walked through the door, carrying a big bag of groceries, all bought from the canteen. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel⟡fire.net
Little did he know, upon entering, he saw his wife caught in the throes of a nightmare.
The groceries were dropped on the floor as he took large strides towards her.
"Don’t, don’t hurt him, I beg you...
Ah, so much blood..."
Jiang Ye, seeing something was wrong, shook her vigorously:
"Wife, wake up, come on, wake up."
With all the commotion, Lu Jing groggily came to, still in a daze:
"What’s wrong?" he asked.
Jiang Ye held him in his embrace:
"It’s nothing, you seemed to be having a nightmare."
Only then did Lu Jing recall that, indeed, he had had a nightmare.
And the content of the nightmare still left him profoundly shaken.
"Jiang Ye! Jiang Ye, Jiang Ye!"
"I’m here, what happened? What did you dream about? Tell me."
Lu Jing shivered with residual fear, then began to quietly recount:
"I dreamt that you and I were kidnapped, and those people kept stabbing you with knives. No matter how I cried or yelled or pleaded, it was no use..."
That’s why he was so scared.
Jiang Ye, however, didn’t seem to think much of it, even laughing:
"Alright, alright, dreams are the opposite of reality. How could your man be kidnapped so easily? And be defenseless as well?"
Even with my last breath, I’d drag a couple of people down with me, okay?
Clearly, he was still affected.
After all, daytime thoughts lead to nighttime dreams.
Such psychological shadows would take time to fade slowly.
Of course, if it was serious, psychological intervention would be necessary.
"Jiang Ye, I’m scared."
"Don’t be afraid, your man is here, right by your side, really feel it."
Lu Jing’s hand was held in his large palm and gently placed over the chest area.
’Thump, thump’ the strong heartbeat transmitted to his hand, and Lu Jing immediately clenched his teeth.
Right, I’m perfectly fine, why am I scaring myself?
It’s just a dream, right?
Nonetheless, it took a good while nestled in his arms before he finally calmed down.
Seeing this, Jiang Ye made a move:
"Wife, I’m going to sort out the groceries, or else we’ll end up with nothing to eat tonight."
Lu Jing let go of his hand:
"What can I do?" he asked.
Mostly, he didn’t want to be left alone.
Jiang Ye didn’t refuse:
"How about peeling some garlic?"
At this time, in Jiang Ye’s eyes, Lu Jing was truly so obedient, like a little girl.
Suddenly, he had the uncanny feeling of raising a daughter.
And it wasn’t a bad feeling at all.
The two entered the kitchen, one after the other, with Jiang Ye handing over a few cloves of garlic:
Then you can peel onions after."
These little tasks, if the woman wanted to do them, then so be it.
Lu Jing squatted in a corner of the kitchen, out of sight, but he could see Captain Jiang bustling about in the kitchen!
Before long, word that Captain Jiang was personally cooking spread.
Soon, the whole squadron knew.
Even, a few mischievous ones deliberately ran to the opposite building, binoculars in hand, just to get a clearer look at how Devil Jiang was playing househusband at home.