Sweet military marriage, I am reborn and it is time for me to live a good life

Fu Chengbiao naturally saw Huang Lingling's troubles. The couple stayed in the wooden house for two days. The reason why Fu Chengbiao wanted to stay for two days was because his mother used to live in this wooden house.

He always felt that if he stayed here for two more days, he would be closer to his mother.

Huang Lingling was very curious. When Fu Chengbiao was Fu Chengbiao, he didn't have a very deep impression of his mother. But when he was Fu Chenglong, he knew his mother very well and knew a lot about her.

Huang Lingling had been listening to Fu Chengbiao tell stories about his mother for the past two days. When he got to the heartbreaking part, the man actually had tears in his eyes.

This shows how deep this man's feelings for his mother are.

But why didn’t he know these things when he was Fu Chengbiao?

Huang Lingling always felt that Fu Chengbiao was weird.

She also found that Fu Chengbiao had been very polite to her these days, which was a rare thing.

This man is very strong in that aspect. Unless Huang Lingling says no, he will hold Huang Lingling's hand and make love with her almost every day. But these two days he has been very well-behaved and has not even held her hand, let alone slept with her.

He would meditate beside Huang Lingling when she slept at night.

Huang Lingling finally couldn't help wondering, and asked, "Husband, what's wrong with you these past few days? You seem like a different person."

Fu Chengbiao was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "Lingling, you must have noticed that I am neither myself nor myself at this moment."

Fu Chengbiao felt very strange. In the past, when he was ill, he was unconscious. When one personality appeared, the other two would fall into a deep sleep. But now, it seemed that all three personalities could know what each other was doing.

Although the three of them have different personalities, one thing is certain: they all like Huang Lingling.

The three personalities are consistent in liking Huang Lingling.

It was also because of this that Fu Chengbiao believed that he just had a split personality, and not that he was possessed by his eldest and second brothers.

Fu Chengbiao trusted Huang Lingling, so he told her what happened to him.

He told him that he had three personalities and that he was sick, and very sick.

Huang Lingling's eyes widened after hearing this. "You mean you're all conscious now? How is that possible?"

Fu Chengbiao smiled bitterly, "I don't know either, but that's the fact.

We've already discussed it, no matter who takes control of the body, they will take good care of you and won't let you suffer any more grievances."

Huang Lingling felt mixed emotions. She had actually noticed the changes in Fu Chengbiao a long time ago, but she didn't expect the situation to be so complicated.

At this time, Fu Chengbiao continued: "However, I don't know how long this situation will last. Maybe one day it will return to its original state. So now, I want to take you to visit some places that are of great significance to us."

Huang Lingling nodded and held Fu Chengbiao's hand. "As long as we are together, anything is fine."

So the two of them packed their bags and left the cabin.

They first came to the river where they often played when they were children. Fu Chengbiao told stories about his childhood and Huang Lingling listened quietly. The sun shone on them, as if time had stopped. At that moment, they forgot all their worries and just enjoyed the quiet time with each other.

Fu Chengbiao spent a few days with Huang Lingling and then took her back to his mother's hometown.

In a small town, Huang Lingling saw the Su family's old house.

Although this old and dilapidated house has left mottled marks on it with the years, it is surprisingly kept spotless and in good order.

Walking into the house, you can see that the corners that were once covered with dust and cobwebs have now become as clean as new; the ground that was once dull and lifeless has also been wiped clean enough to reflect people's shadows.

Especially the walls of the old house are eye-catching.

As if enchanted, they were all painted a snowy white, resembling a world shrouded in winter snow. The spotless white walls contrasted sharply with the slightly shabby surroundings, making the viewer feel refreshed.

Huang Lingling knew very well that to keep the old house so clean and tidy, Fu Chengbiao's uncle must have hired someone who spent a lot of time and energy to do it.

When he was a child, Fu Chengbiao also lived in this old house for a period of time. That was the happiest time of his childhood.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the existence of this happiness that it illuminates every corner of life like a bright star, making people happy and immersed in it.

However, when fate ruthlessly takes away loved ones, the joy that once existed is like a broken mirror, instantly turning into countless sharp fragments, deeply hurting the heart.

The contrast is so strong that it makes it difficult for people to bear the great pain and heavy blow brought by losing their loved ones.

The warm times I spent with my family in the past, those scenes full of laughter and joy, have now become painful memories that can never be erased from my heart.

Whenever I recall these things, tears involuntarily blur my eyes and my heart is overwhelmed by endless sadness.

Huang Lingling looked around in this old house for a long time. It was an old house with a story.

Huang Lingling toured the place, and Fu Chengbiao was in charge of the explanation. It was like reminiscing about life here.

Every time Fu Chengbiao passed by a place, it was as if pictures were floating through his mind, and he also learned some secrets that he had not known before.

His mother used to be an underground party member, and Fu Chengbiao got a lot of strange things in the old house.

Fu Chengbiao picked up a yellowed notebook, which was densely filled with secret codes and other things, as well as several hand-drawn maps.

He whispered to Huang Lingling, "These things may hold clues to the major events that Mother was involved in."

Huang Lingling came over curiously, she felt like she had opened a door to a mysterious past.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the door. Fu Chengbiao became alert and hid the notebook.

When he went out to check, he found that the village children had accidentally broken the flower pots at the door while playing. After the false alarm, Fu Chengbiao decided to go back and carefully examine these items.

Fu Chengbiao was immersed in decrypting the information. As he went deeper, he discovered a secret about the treasure. This treasure was the materials collected by his mother's organization and hidden here just in case.

But at the same time, there was also danger. A certain force seemed to have learned of this news. Fu Chengbiao knew that he had to protect this wealth. He clenched his fists, looked at the worried Huang Lingling beside him, and said firmly, "Don't worry, I will never let my mother's hard work fall into the wrong hands."