Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

"Little Moon, don't cry, I'm fine." Jiang Weidong gently comforted Lin Wangshu, wiping away her tears.

It would have been better if he hadn't offered any comfort; the moment he spoke, all the pent-up grievances, fear, and anguish that Lin Wangshu had been holding back surged up at once.

Tears flowed like a floodgate opening, and she cried out loud.

Jiang Weidong panicked and quickly sat up. "Wangshu, Little Moon, wife, don't cry. Look at me, I'm not missing a single part."

Lin Wangshu raised her tear-soaked face and sobbed, "I...I can't...hold...it..."

"You have no idea how scared I was. I was afraid I would never see you again."

Hearing her sobbing, Jiang Weidong felt a pang of tenderness in his heart. He took a tissue and gently wiped her face. "No, I said I would come back. I keep my word."

After Lin Wangshu gradually stopped crying, Jiang Weidong lifted the blanket, patted the bed, and said with a smile, "Do you want your brother to hug you?"

Lin Wangshu nodded repeatedly at first, but after seeing the wound on Jiang Weidong's neck, she shook her head and said in a muffled voice, "Let's forget it. What if I touch your wound again?"

"It's okay." Jiang Weidong took her hand and touched his own wound. "Look, it's all scabbed over. I can't feel any pain."

Lin Wangshu was still somewhat hesitant, after all, those dense, tiny wounds looked really frightening.

Seeing this, Jiang Weidong gently shook her hand, "Come on up, I want to hug you too."

Lin Wangshu softened at this point. As she bent down to take off her shoes, she suddenly realized that she was now dirty and disheveled.

"Oh dear, I'm filthy! Wait here, I'll go change." Lin Wangshu hurriedly turned her back, feeling a belated sense of embarrassment.

But Jiang Weidong couldn't wait any longer and pulled her into his arms. "No need, I don't mind."

Since she had already soiled his hospital gown, Lin Wangshu decided to give up and snuggled into his arms in a comfortable spot.

Smelling his familiar scent, Lin Wangshu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and her wandering heart finally calmed down.

Jiang Weidong looked down at her dark head, sniffing around in his arms, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Little Moon, what are you sniffing? Do I smell bad?"

Lin Wangshu raised her head and nodded seriously, "Yes, it has a scent that is unique to you. When you're not home, I always sleep with your clothes in my arms."

Jiang Weidong's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "You don't need to do that anymore. I'll sleep with my little moon in my arms."

After hearing this, Lin Wangshu snuggled closer to him, nodded, and softly hummed in agreement.

Touching her short hair that barely reached her chin, Jiang Weidong sighed softly, "Wangshu, I'm sorry to have wronged you."

"I'm not wronged." Lin Wangshu shook her head vigorously. "I just got a haircut. There are many young soldiers who are not even as old as Weimin who have lost their arms and legs."

“Some people even lost their lives on the battlefield. I just cut my hair short. What is there to feel wronged about?”

During her short two weeks at the field hospital, Lin Wangshu had a lot to say to Jiang Weidong.

But she had barely slept all night, and now, lying in her warm bed, drowsiness was creeping in, her eyelids were drooping, and her voice was getting softer and softer.

When Jiang Weidong heard a soft snore, he looked down and found that Lin Wangshu was already fast asleep.

He kissed her pouting lips and whispered, "I've finally got to hold you, little moon."

Lin Wangshu slept until noon, only to be woken up by Qin Feng, who came to visit Jiang Weidong.

Seeing Qin Feng's meaningful smile, Lin Wangshu hurriedly stood up, "You guys chat, I'll go get my food first."

After saying that, he ignored Jiang Weidong's attempts to persuade him to stay, grabbed a piece of clothing from his luggage, and left.

After stretching his aching arms, Jiang Weidong clicked his tongue and asked, "Why are you here at this hour?"

Qin Feng pulled up a chair and sat down. "I never expected you two to be so lovey-dovey for so long. I was just asking if there was anything I could help you with."

Jiang Weidong was about to say no, but then he looked at his hair that was covering his eyes and said, "Can I be discharged from the hospital? I've never had such long hair before, and I want to cut it."

Qin Feng really had no choice. "You can't be discharged. The doctor said you need to stay in the hospital for further observation."

Brushing the fallen long hair aside, Jiang Weidong said, "Then find me a pair of scissors and a mirror, I'll cut it myself."

"Alright, you wait here." Qin Feng acted swiftly, standing up and walking out.

After a while, Lin Wangshu returned with a lunchbox. "The doctor said you've been hungry for a long time and need to eat something easily digestible to calm your stomach, so I got you some noodles."

"Okay, I'll eat anything you make." Jiang Weidong propped up the table and looked at Lin Wangshu, whose features were as beautiful as a painting. Even the noodles in his mouth didn't taste bland anymore.

Lin Wangshu was the same way. She was afraid that it was all her own illusion, so she had to look up at Jiang Weidong every time she ate a bite of noodles.

They would occasionally exchange glances and then smile involuntarily, turning a plain bowl of noodles into a sweet meal for the two of them.

When Qin Feng arrived with scissors and a mirror, this was the loving scene that made his teeth ache.

"I've brought your things. I'll be going now, so I won't bother you any longer." After saying that, Qin Feng quickly closed the door.

After finishing their meal, Lin Wangshu looked at the things Qin Feng had brought and asked curiously, "What do you need scissors for?"

"My hair is too long, I'm thinking of cutting it myself."

Lin Wangshu looked at his long hair and couldn't help but laugh. He really looked like a hooligan. "Then I'll cut it for you. You wait here, I'll go find the doctor to borrow some disposable blue cloth."

Jiang Weidong sat in the chair, watching Lin Wangshu shake the blue cloth around his neck, looking quite imposing.

"Wang Shu, be careful, don't cut off my ears." Jiang Weidong teased her with a smile as he felt her cutting around on his head.

After hearing this, Lin Wangshu pinched his ear and said, "Don't underestimate me. Just wait and see, I'll definitely make you look incredibly handsome."

Jiang Weidong nodded with a smile, "Alright, I'll wait and see."

After the haircut was finished, Jiang Weidong patted the stubble off his clothes and looked at Lin Wangshu, asking, "How is it?"

Lin Wangshu hugged his neck, kissed him on the lips, and said happily, "He's so handsome, no wonder he's my man, Lin Wangshu."

Jiang Weidong smiled slightly at her compliment, slowly lowered his head, and just as their breaths mingled, he heard a violent cough coming from the doorway.