Chapter 68

  The misty air blurred the faces of people in front. Two pairs of eyes filled with water vapor, gazed at each other silently, as if there were thousands of words to say, yet somehow didn't know where to start.

  "I know, I know, how could I not know?" Lucky didn't dare to look at Gong Xi's face. Some words are easy to say in one's heart but difficult to speak out loud. Lucky bit his lips repeatedly before finally saying the words he had been thinking of.

  "From now on, no matter what difficulties or obstacles I encounter, I will never retreat half a step again."

  Jiayu laughed and came out, stretched out her hand and hugged Xingyun into her arms.

  "The road ahead is full of thorns, let's join hands and walk through it together, at worst we'll leave a trail of blood."

  Gong Xi nodded on Palace Lucky's shoulder, "Well, no big deal if we scatter blood all along the way."

  "Let's open a package room."

  The two people who had just finished bathing, wrapped in towels and walking lazily to the dressing room. Gong Xi gave a strange smile to Yong Le, poked his waist with his finger, and whispered in his ear.

  Lucky's puzzled gaze met Gong Xi's sparkling eyes, and he immediately understood his implication.

  Couldn't help but blush, with a bashful and embarrassed tone, muttered: "Damn it, pervert."

  Opened the room, it was late when I went back.

  When I walked out of the bathhouse, it was already a sunset behind me.

  The big red sun is slowly setting below the horizon, and in the dusk of the small town, there is a quiet beauty. The streets are quiet, the pedestrians are scattered, and the poplar trees are covered with frost flowers.

  The rhythmic sound of snow falling, sounds so warm and intimate.

  Gong Xi's hand tightly grasped the still slightly damp lucky hand, gently rubbing it in his own pocket. The two of them walked hand in hand on their way home, a peaceful and happy scene that had been his heart's desire for years.

  "Is it cold?"

  Lucky slightly shook his head, with a calm and happy smile on his face, but in his heart he said, holding your hand, how can it be cold?

  Many people on the road are rushing home, with a hurried look, some shrinking their bodies in the cold wind, their faces filled with disgust and boredom. The daily routine of work and family has made them no longer yearn for or be passionate about going home.

  They would never have thought that the couple who walked past them, for the happiness they enjoyed day after day, had gone through so much hardship and twists and turns to possess today's simple happiness.

  It's still that grey walled compound, the red brick pavement winding its way to the entrance of each household unit. The red bricks, cleared of dust by the snow, were dotted with white snowflakes, hard and uncleared.

  Lucky likes to use her toes to kick those specks of snow, making them scatter, "returning their freedom."

  Jing Xi smiled and patted his head, sometimes good fortune was just like being a simple child.

  Two people brought a chill into the room, and in an instant, amidst the warmth, there was a hint of coolness.

  The house was lively, Xing Hai's little baby was playing a fight with Gong Xi's dad, security guard Little Liu was the baby's war horse, and Grandpa Gong hid behind the sofa, pretending to be a sniper, one hand still holding a toy gun, "biu, biu," imitating the sound of gunfire.

  Xing Hai's wife and Xing's mother were busy cooking in the kitchen, the aroma of steamed buns and braised beef wafted out. The two must have been discussing something delightful, their giggles and laughter also floated out with the fragrance.

  Xing Dad sat at the kitchen door, fiddling with the still completely dead fish in his hand, which was still struggling to die and flapping around.

  "How come you're back so late?" Mr. Xing asked with a warm smile, his eyes looking at Gong Xi with caring gaze.

  Xing Hai also happened to be carrying a freshly steamed red date rice ball from the kitchen and asked reproachfully, "Exactly, how can taking a bath take so long, everyone in the house is worried."

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on them, and Lucky's face turned red in an instant. "Uh, line up."

  He blurted out a lie and hadn't even had time to come up with an explanation to cover it up.

  Just then, the little treasure riding on Little Liu's neck said: "Little uncle, what's wrong with your neck? Has it been bitten?"

  Good luck suddenly felt like a piece of coal thrown into the furnace, whoosh, it ignited.

  "Stinky brat, Uncle Gōng Xǐ is here, and none of you are paying attention to me?" Gōng Xǐ hastily changed the subject.

  Everyone was silent for a moment, each doing their own thing, and no one said anything else.

  Gong Xi returned, and Old Man Gong looked at him with a stubborn gaze. Gong Xi called out in a stiff tone: "Dad."

  A piece of ice melted away.

  The old man pointed at Gong Xi and hinted: "Go to the kitchen to help out."

  Jiayu smiled and nodded.

  A family in harmony is what Gong Xi has always dreamed of.

  Pulling along with a lucky shrimp-like fortune, he first returned to his room and changed out of his greatcoat.

  As soon as he entered the door, he was slapped in the face by good fortune.

  "Be careful, look at yourself."

  Watching Lucky being so embarrassed just now, Gong Xi didn't dare talk back either, and instead smiled awkwardly and went forward to make amends.

  "I'm dead, I'm dead, go ahead and hit me, just don't hit my face again. Alright?"

  "Get out!"

  The New Year rolls in like a snowball, wrapped in cheers and laughter, and before you know it, it's here.

  Gong Xi's father was originally going to leave, but was persuaded by Mr. and Mrs. Xing to stay.

  "It's more lively when we spend the New Year together, and everything is already prepared, unless you don't want to."

  Since things have been said to this extent, I didn't insist on leaving anyway, so of course I just stayed.

  This way, there's more to prepare for Chinese New Year this year.

  Xing Haifu and his wife, both of whom have not yet taken time off, usually take care of the little guy together, with Xing Dad and Xing Mom taking turns. Now, this task has been proactively taken over by Grandpa Gong.

  "You're in charge of buying things, I'm in charge of taking care of the house and the kids. Little Liu is now handed over to you for use. At home, only the two of us, an old man and a young child, are left."

  The old man had been a conductor for his whole life, and wherever he went, he was always in command. In the Xing family, he was also the master of the house, directing everyone on what to do and how to do it.

  Xing Haijia's little guy is particularly close to the Gong family, and in just a few days, Grandpa Gong is even more affectionate than his own grandfather.

  Every day being carried on the back, hugged, led by the hand, playing everywhere, piling up snowmen at the door, having a snowball fight, not afraid of the cold weather, every day playing with great enthusiasm.

  Gong Xi returned to Shenyang before the new year and arranged all the company's affairs. This was also the first time that the company's employees saw their "boss lady".

  When Gong Xi and two people walked shoulder to shoulder through the front office area, all the eyes of women were attracted by good fortune, and two young boys also stared.

  After a few days of nourishment, good fortune once again shed its withered appearance and transformed back into a delicate and lovely form.

  Good fortune watched as Gong Xi's face turned black, it was a bit amusing.

  This vinegar jar's problem still hasn't changed, always inexplicably eating vinegar.

  As soon as the general manager's office door was closed, Xing Yu was pressed against the door by Gong Xi, a suffocating kiss that had a sweet and slightly invasive taste.

  It took a good half day for Gong Xi's strong body to be gently pushed open by Hao, "Alright, stop kissing and don't care about the location."

  Jiachen's face sank, and he said indignantly: "It's just that I don't like others staring at you. Yesterday, when we went to the supermarket, that little cashier actually gave you her phone number in front of me. Are all girls nowadays a bunch of crazy fools?"

  "I didn't just throw it away as soon as I went out? Still complaining."

  "I was thinking, in these two years that I wasn't by your side, were you also tempted by someone like this?" Gong Xi asked seriously, staring at Xing Yun.

  Xingyun Lost Smile said: "I was in the base, except for the R&D team, there wasn't a single outsider, let alone a girl, even an old lady."

  "Has that man flirted with you?"

  "Get out!"

  "Who the hell is like you, with nothing else on their mind all day except this. Back then, we wished we could make one minute count as ten, we were so busy that we didn't even have time to eat, who had the leisure to think about these romantic affairs."

  Gong Xi was scolded and didn't make a sound for half a day, before finally muttering: "Then when did you have the time to write so many diaries?"

  The volcano erupted in an instant.

  "Palace joy!!!!!! You dare to sneak a peek at my diary! And you even dare to rummage through my things!!!!!"

  "Oh no! Help!"

  "I didn't mean to, I was just picking up things, it was an accident!!!!!!"

  "Easy does it, you're going to strangle me to death!!!"

  As soon as Gong Xi thought of the contents of his diary, he felt that even being strangled to death by good fortune would be a blessing. Good Fortune was in that distant mountain and far-off water place, thinking about himself every day, so busy, so tired, yet never forgetting him for a moment.

  Looking back on all these years, I was lucky to have heard you say "I love you" a few times, but that diary revealed your true feelings, every word and sentence saying "I love you", even more deeply than just love, by thousands of millions of times.

  Jiayu and Yongyun originally planned to stay in Shenyang for two days to arrange the company's affairs, then return to Xiaocheng. However, on the second day after arriving in Shenyang, Yongyun received a call from his unit.

  His vacation ended ahead of schedule. The second phase project will start a week later. All relevant personnel should report to Beijing within two days.

  He Na was delighted to see the sales report and said that this way of looking at it is effective.

  The content of the phone call was clear to him, but when it came to the second phase of the project, that would be a matter of several years.

  Jiayu was chilled from head to toe, even her heart had turned into ice.

  "Are you going?" The question was asked with trepidation, and the voice couldn't help but reveal the fear in her heart. This fear had spread from within, like a spider's web, wrapping around Gong Xi's entire body.

  Good luck hesitated, holding a pen that recorded time and place in his hand, turning it back and forth, revealing his inner confusion.

  Gong Xi just looked at him like that, without saying a word of dissuasion, but fortunately understood that Gong Xi's heart was so eager for himself to say "no."

  So many years of waiting, how hard it is to bear, how can he not know. Gong Xi stands in this colorful world every day, watching people come and go, watching the oriole sing and the swallow dance, watching other people's happiness.

  What kind of torment is it, he doesn't say, how can he not know.

  But on the other hand, it is the mission of the state, the responsibility of soldiers, and the dream of a strong army and a strong country.

  How to take and give up? What to go and what to follow?

  Fortune stood on the scale of choice, unsure which side to tilt towards.