Like you in the sun

Lin Fanyin: “Yeah.”

Lu Guanying lowered his eyes and saw Lin Fanyin's fair face, which was slightly flushed, like a blooming peach blossom. He moved closer to her, so close that he could feel her breath lingering on his cheek, bringing a subtle itch.

Jealousy arose in my heart. Was Lin Fanyin shy because she was thinking of Wang Gengxin, or because I was holding her like this?

Lu Guanying: "Love between a man and a woman?"

Lin Fanyin shook his head and replied in a low voice: "No."

Lu Guanying's lips curled up into a gentle smile and asked, "Little guy, why don't you dare look at me?"

Lin Fanyin replied in a very light voice: "I don't have one."

Lu Guanying's long, strong hands with distinct joints gently held Lin Fanyin's face and asked, "You still say no?"

The phone rang and Lu Guanying let go of his hands.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket, took a look at it, and hung up the call.

Lin Fanyin imitated Lu Guanying's tone and teased, "Why don't you dare to answer the phone?"

puff~

Lu Guanying laughed out loud.

On the way back, I couldn't help but look at the passenger seat.

After returning home, Lin Fanyin took Lu Guanying's arm and walked into the study, and asked, "Brother Guanying, can we write Luoshenfu together?"

Lu Guanying: "Okay. I'll be your book boy and grind ink for you."

Lin Fanyin: "Let's write together."

Lu Guanying: "Okay."

Gently holding the delicate brush, as the tip of the brush touches the paper, a sense of tranquility spreads. The movements are smooth and natural, as graceful as moving clouds.

The characters he wrote are sometimes strong and powerful, like the stone of Mount Tai, and sometimes graceful and delicate, just like the tenderness of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

Lin Fanyin sat aside, holding her chin with both hands, staring at Lu Guanying intently, and said with admiration, "Brother Guanying, you are so awesome."

The sky gradually darkened, the stars twinkled, and it was already dusk.

Lin Fanyin and Lu Guanying had a lot of fun playing together. They wrote "Ode to the Goddess of Luo River", played the piano, read books and played together.

The two of them laughed and played together, immersed in the joyful atmosphere.

When Lin Yijun and Chen Xue came back and didn't see their daughter, they asked, "Where's Yinyin?"

The housekeeper bowed slightly and replied very respectfully: "Mr. Lin, the little princess and Doctor Lu are upstairs."

"Do you need me to call the little princess?"

Lin Yijun: “No need.”

He untied his tie, leaned back on the sofa, tilted his head slightly, frowned slightly, and his eyes as bright as stars revealed a hint of sadness.

Attending the wedding of his comrade-in-arms' daughter, he looked at his beautiful daughter in a beautiful wedding dress and cried so sadly and reluctantly. He was about to go to the border with the groom. From then on, it was difficult for the father and daughter to meet.

The comrades could only miss their daughter every day, and their concern for each other was like they were separated from each other forever.

Lin Yijun also has a daughter, and he empathized deeply with the situation. He couldn't help but feel an indescribable sadness and melancholy in his heart.

Chen Xue knew why Lin Yijun was sad. She sat beside him, gently stroked his hand, and said softly, "My great general, the cub is still young! It will take another three years for the coming-of-age ceremony!"

Lin Yijun: "But she is in love in Jinghai."

"I really can't let our precious baby marry into Jinghai. She and her big brother are not suitable!"

"Fortunately, they broke up."

Chen Xue: "My daughter can't live without Ayang."

The nanny pushed the food cart and brought over a sumptuous and exquisite midnight snack.

Lin Yijun had no appetite. Even though he hadn't eaten much all day, he didn't want to eat a single bite.

Chen Xue: "Yijun, have a bowl of hangover soup."

Lin Yijun: “Yeah.”

Chen Xue: "Does it feel bad?"

Lin Yijun: "It's okay, I just drank a few sips of white wine."

"How dare I drink more? My daughter will be angry if she sees me!"

The phone on the table rang and Lin Yijun answered the call.

On the phone, the comrades kept expressing their sincere gratitude to Lin Yijun for attending the wedding.

The two met when they were just recruits, and they experienced arduous training and hardships together with their dreams and passion.

Now their identities and status are no longer on the same level.

Lin Yijun became an unattainable general. Although there was a huge gap in status, he still cherished the once incomparably deep friendship with his comrades.

Seeing that Lin Yijun remained silent after answering the phone, Chen Xue asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yijun: "He said he envied me!"

"He used to tell me that he couldn't compare to me in anything, but we were the same age. His daughter was 11 years old, while mine was just a newborn baby."

"Now he envies my daughter who is still so young and stays with me."

Chen Xue sighed softly and replied, "Who would be willing to let their daughter marry so far away?"

Lin Yijun: "No one is willing to give it up."

Chen Xue picked up the hangover soup and fed it to Lin Yijun, saying softly, "Drink some."

Lin Yijun took the soup and replied, "I'll do it myself."

"Yinyin's child came unexpectedly, and it was also a pleasant surprise! Back then, I wanted to wait until we came back from guarding the border before we had a baby. I didn't expect that I would get pregnant the night before we set off, the first time we were together."

Lin Yijun turned sideways and gently lifted Chen Xue's chin. The corners of his mouth slightly raised an unruly smile with a bit of teasing and endless tenderness, and asked: "Is my willpower strong? I waited for you for seven years before touching you."

Chen Xue's eyes were filled with affection and longing, as gentle as a pool of spring water. Her tone was as firm as her oath as she said, "You are my great general! The great general I will always admire!"

Lin Yijun kissed the corner of Chen Xue's mouth with his warm lips and said softly, "My heart only has my daughter and you."

I picked up the hangover soup and took a few sips, then I heard the sound of "dong dong~dong dong~dong dong~" coming from the stairs.

Lin Yijun: "Yinyin, don't run."

The daughter's figure appeared at the corner of the stairs, calling her father and running towards her.

Lin Fanyin stood in front of Lin Yijun, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly. She stood there in a daze as if she had been cast under a spell, as if she had lost her soul. The hand holding the flower loosened weakly, and the bright flower fell to the ground.

Tears flowed down her cheeks like a dam breaking.

Seeing his daughter like this, Lin Yijun panicked, and immediately stood up and hugged her in his arms, asking, "Baby, why are you crying?"

My daughter was crying very hard. No matter how I asked, she just looked up at me in pain. Her bright and clear eyes were full of helplessness and fear. Her body was trembling slightly, but she could not utter a word.

Lin Yijun: "Dad is here, Dad is here."

He stroked his daughter's chest, trying to even out her breathing.

I secretly wondered what had happened to cause my daughter to break down like this.