He Teng’s memories of He Da were sparked by He Zhilan’s words. So many years have passed, yet there has been no news from He Da.
Lan Li sat in the front, and although He Zhilan’s voice was soft from the back, he could still hear her in the confinements of the car. Although he didn’t understand why she suddenly stopped speaking, a touch of mockery was evident in his downcast eyes.
Lan Li had been in the army for many years and witnessed many scenes of his comrades saying goodbye to their wives, but he had never seen a woman like He Zhilan, who seemed unaffected by the separation, still cheerful and light-hearted.
Lan Li didn’t know whether to consider He Zhilan heartless, or simply uninterested in He Teng, that she could laugh and chat as usual without showing any reluctance to part with him.
Perhaps due to her unconscious comment that stirred up their gloominess, He Zhilan grew restless. She rolled down the car window all the way, letting the wind slash across her face, bringing a sigh of relief. However, the heaviness in her heart was alleviated just a little bit.
"Roll up your window a bit. If you feel stuffy, open mine." He Teng suggested suddenly, then reached out to smooth down He Zhilan’s windblown hair. As soon as she opened the window, the wind had swept her long hair onto his face, obscuring his view.
He Zhilan turned her head upon hearing this and couldn’t help but laugh. She complied, then arranged her hair. "I said I wanted to cut my hair short, but you wouldn’t allow it. You’re the one who always gets tangled by my hair since we’re always together."
"Why would a girl want to cut her hair short?" He Teng retorted, his tone lightening significantly. He added, "You’re perfectly fine the way you are."
The conversation about her hair made He Zhilan feel eager to talk with He Teng more urgently. Before she could ask about his mission, He Teng spoke first, "Have all your roommates gone home? Do you have anyone staying with you in the dormitory when you go back to school?"
He Zhilan nodded, "Two of them haven’t left yet." When she saw that He Teng had nothing more to say, she continued, "Brother, where are you going this time? Is there any danger in this mission?"
"No." He Teng replied bluntly. His overly simplistic response made it difficult for He Zhilan to grasp his meaning, creating an awkward silence. Or rather, it discouraged He Zhilan from continuing the conversation.
The young soldier in front noticed the situation and hurriedly helped to explain, "Sister-in-law, our mission details belong to classified information, so we can’t reveal any specifics. There’s no such thing as absolute safety in a mission, but don’t worry. Squadron Leader He is an experienced veteran. Everyone in our unit admires his abilities. You can rest assured."
After the explanation, the young soldier sneakily glanced at He Teng, thinking to himself how such an uncommunicative man like Squadron Leader He managed to marry such an adorable and endearing wife. Squadron Leader He wouldn’t even elaborate on small issues, which is why everyone says he’s a man of few words.
The young soldier was worried on He Teng’s behalf. What if his hard-won wife got upset and left him because he didn’t pamper her enough? After worrying about Squadron Leader He, the soldier began to wonder why he, as considerate as he was, still didn’t have a girlfriend. Are modern girls attracted to men as reticent as Squadron Leader He?