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As she spoke, Wen Qian reached out to help Lu Zheng take something out. His face flushed, and he quickly pressed her hand down, murmuring, "No, it's nothing."
After saying that, he leaned back slightly and continued to pat her back, his voice low and soothing. "Just sleep."
Even if Wen Qian were a fool, she now understood what was happening. She stiffened for a moment, afraid to move any further. The heat radiating from the man beside her, along with the warmth of his palm, made her instinctively shrink away.
She tried to hypnotize herself into falling asleep and soon felt her consciousness fading, slipping into a deep slumber. The soft and bright moonlight filtered through the clouds, illuminating the serene face of the woman as she slept.
In the darkness, Lu Zheng opened his eyes to gaze at the woman in his arms, filled with tenderness. His heart ached for her.
He had only caught a glimpse of what Wen Qian suffered in her dreams, but he could feel just how helpless and painful it was for her. The emptiness in her eyes and the smile that begged for death struck deeply at his heart.
A certain suspicion in his mind grew more accurate and certain by the moment. He slowly shifted his body and gently pressed a kiss on her forehead—a kiss devoid of desire but full of compassion. A kiss filled with heartbreak.
That night, Lu Zheng did not sleep soundly; the scenes in his dreams kept shifting and cycling endlessly, as if they were trying to break him apart. They aimed to make him collapse, to compel him to pick up the gun beside him and unleash a rampage.
In the morning, when Wen Qian woke up, she saw the man beside her drenched in sweat. "No... no..." He muttered incoherently, and Wen Qian realized he was having a nightmare. She quickly pushed him. "Lu Zheng! Lu Zheng!"
The consequences of nightmares can vary greatly. On one hand, they could lead to lingering psychological effects or even mental illness; on the other hand, they could simply affect one's mood for the day.
Suddenly, the man opened his eyes wide, halting his instinctive push away from her. Lu Zheng was still shaken from his dream; his breathing was labored and beads of sweat dotted his forehead.
"What’s wrong?" Wen Qian asked with concern in her eyes as she grabbed a tissue from the cabinet to wipe his sweat away.
Lu Zheng sat up against the wall, lowering his gaze as he deeply closed his eyes again. He had dreamed about events from his childhood.
The scene unfolded as Father Lu took him away amidst the chaos of war.
When Lu Zheng raised his head again, he had already adjusted his emotions. He took the paper from Wen Qian's hand and wiped the sweat from his brow. He shook his head reassuringly at her, then spoke in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."
"Drink some water."
"Okay!"
Lu Zheng took the cup and gulped down a few sips. The coolness spread through his body, and he finally felt himself calming down.
"Aren't you supposed to go for a follow-up check on your arm at the hospital today? I'll accompany you with Chen Chen; we can also pick up some things along the way."
"Sure, let's go after lunch."
During breakfast, Wen Qian and Lu Zheng were together.
On the road, many people pointed and whispered about Lu Zheng. The news of such a significant incident in the military had shocked everyone.
Some said that Commander Yi's family was deeply scheming and had caused great harm. Others claimed it was all fabricated, suggesting that Lu Zheng was heartless for speaking out, labeling him as a wolf in sheep's clothing.
After hearing this, Lu Zheng merely smiled at Wen Qian, indicating that he was unfazed. "Just wait for the military's notification; there's no need to worry too much."
Lu Zheng had always navigated through storms and rain; he had heard countless opinions, both good and bad. He had long since stopped caring.
"Wolf in sheep's clothing? Just an old nickname from childhood!"
After lunch, Wen Qian felt a bit downcast. While he could endure it, that didn’t mean she could too. The words spoken were so harsh.
In every place, there are always a few rotten apples that spoil the atmosphere.
After eating, they boarded a vehicle from the military that happened to be heading near the hospital.
Lu Chen had never ridden in such a small car before and looked around curiously. The driver was Lu Zheng's comrade, who found Lu Chen’s little figure amusing and teased him.
"Do you want to drive?"
"Yes!"
The little guy nodded vigorously, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Well then, when you grow up, Uncle will take you for a drive."
Realizing he had been teased, the little one pouted unhappily and turned away, resting his head on Lu Zheng's shoulder.
The man laughed heartily at this but was quickly silenced by a single glance from Lu Zheng.
The man raised an eyebrow and stopped smiling, then sighed as he looked at Lu Zheng. "Old Lu, to be honest, no one expected this situation."
"You know," he continued, "if it were you back then, wouldn't you have already been promoted and moved up? Why would you still be in this position?"
The man spoke without reservation, as the car was filled only with Lu Zheng's family and himself. They were all familiar with each other, so it was just a matter of speaking frankly.
Lu Zheng shook his head dismissively. "I’m not worried about promotions; I’ll just keep working hard. As long as our family can be together, that’s enough."
Lu Zheng and Wen Qian exchanged glances, both understanding the unspoken thoughts in each other's eyes. Wen Qian's gaze flickered, and she quickly lowered her head, feeling a mix of excitement and fear inside her.
Having been reborn, she wasn't afraid of dealing with the Lu family, but without Lu Zheng's return, everything she did felt like a joke. The division of the family was impossible! The members of the Lu family were like venomous snakes, ready to strike at any moment, tormenting you to the brink of despair.
So, before Lu Zheng returned, she had only resorted to physical confrontations and had never crossed the line with those lunatics. No, relying solely on herself wouldn’t protect her and Chen Chen.
Suddenly, she felt a comforting touch on her back. She looked up and noticed the man's gaze—filled with apology, guilt, and tenderness; his eyes were soothing.
Wen Qian smiled bitterly and shook her head. "Alright, I know you have a wife and children now; don’t flaunt your affection in front of me. It makes me envious."
Lu Zheng chuckled lightly and casually remarked, "Then I’ll tell Auntie that you want to get married next time."
The man immediately turned pale with shock, nearly losing control of the car. "No, please don’t! I barely convinced my mom to stop pressuring me about marriage; I really don’t want to go through that torture again."
He then looked at Lu Zheng with a pitiful expression. "Just let me off this time; I promise I won’t say it again. Commander Lu!"
Everyone laughed and joked along the way, making the journey feel less dull.
Suddenly, the man asked Lu Zheng, "This morning Liu Heng rushed off in a hurry. I tried to ask him about something, but he ignored me. Do you know what’s going on with him?"
He was known for being the gossip expert in the unit, sniffing out rumors like a dog searching for bones.
"I don’t know; I’ve hardly involved myself in matters within the unit lately," Lu Zheng replied.
"Alright then!" The man immediately looked disappointed. He had hoped Liu Heng had some juicy gossip to share!
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