Ning Zhenqian left.

After a week's vacation and four days on the road, their reunion lasted only three days. And these three days were so rushed that she passed by in the blink of an eye before she could see his face clearly.

Less together and more separation. This was what she had expected the day she agreed to marry him. It is also a situation that most military wives have to face, and the essential quality of a good military wife is to endure loneliness.

She is not afraid of loneliness, but what she is afraid of is... forgetting.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Zhenqian was gone again for more than a month. In the first few days, they still exchanged phone calls, although most of them were from Tao Zi. Maybe she heard his voice, which made her feel at ease.

Then she called several times, but no one answered, and when she called again, her phone was turned off.

She didn't know what other people's military marriages were like, but there were probably not many who were as cold as hers. After all, her marriage to him had no emotional basis.

She became confused and unsure of herself.

She had comforted herself that he was very busy, or perhaps he had an urgent mission. This explanation was reasonable for his profession. However, with this explanation, she did not dare to dial again at night when she was holding the phone tightly.

If he was really on a mission, how could she call to harass him?

Her longing grew stronger and stronger in her uneasiness. It surged to the point where she would often wake up in a cold sweat at night. After waking up, there was no breath of him in the air, no trace of his existence, and she even doubted

, is the marriage with him also the content of her dream, so thin that it is so unreal?

So, I turned on the light and frantically found his photo. Under the light, I stared at his photo without blinking, fearing that if I wasn't careful, he would disappear in the photo...

Brother Tangtang, when I miss you so much, do you still remember that you had a wife named Tao Zi? Just remember it is enough, don’t forget me...

Missing is a kind of disease. It makes people feel haggard because of the pain. Missing is also a kind of intoxicating drug. It happens that the clothes become wider and wider, but there is no regret in the end.

Tao Zi suffered from this disease. After taking this medicine, she became even thinner in the winter when everyone gains weight, especially her chin, which was so pointy that it made people feel distressed. When she went back to her mother-in-law's house, Yan Zhuang pinched her chin and felt very distressed.

Sighing, he finally vented his anger on Ning Jinping, "How did you handle the transfer of your son?"

Ning Jinping glanced at her and said nothing.

Yan Zhuang was a little annoyed, "It's not done yet? Look at how skinny my daughter-in-law has become. It took her eight years to go to such a far away place. No matter what, it's enough! Now

You're already married, so what's the point of hanging around and not coming back? I don't care, you have to get him back!"

Tao Zi's heart rippled because of Yan Zhuang's words. To be honest, I really hope he can come back...

"I hope your son is willing to come back! It's not like he has never done a job." Ning Jinping finally spoke, neither salty nor bland, but showing helplessness.

"Isn't eight years enough? How many times have we seen our son in eight years? Does he plan to stay there for the rest of his life?" Yan Zhuang became a little excited as he spoke, and his eye circles were red, "I don't care, I just want my son back.

, Even if he is tied up, we must tie him back!"

Ning Jinping just sighed and shook his head, as if to express the impossibility of Yan Zhuang's idea.

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Chapter completed!