sbdcsierra Chapter 388 Secret Base!
Chapter 388 Secret Base!
Ever since Yuemin went to the front lines to fight, Zhou Xiaobai has been constantly worried about his safety. She can't eat or sleep well, especially after hearing what her father had told her...
While retreating with her unit, Yuemin was attacked by enemy troops, wounded, and hospitalized. Her heart was in turmoil, and she was trembling all over. If her father hadn't stopped her, she would have gone directly to the front-line hospital to see Yuemin.
I've been living in constant fear lately, unable to concentrate on my work. Yuemin is constantly on my mind, whether I'm awake or asleep.
He didn't recognize Yuemin's voice, nor did he look up. He simply told the patient to go to the outpatient clinic; this was the office.
But this 'patient' wouldn't let it go.
"Comrade, could you please take a look at me? I'm from the countryside, and I've come all the way from Henan to the capital for medical treatment. It's really not easy for me."
Zhou Xiaobai frowned, still not looking up, and repeated, "I'll say it again, this is an office, not a clinic. Please go to the outpatient department."
"Doctor, aren't doctors supposed to be angels who save lives? Why are you so indifferent to me, your patient?"
Zhou Xiaobai was a little angry; the pent-up frustration from worrying about Zhong Yuemin was about to erupt. She suddenly looked up.
"What's wrong with you...?"
There are no unfamiliar fellow Henan patients here!
It was clearly the face she had longed for day and night, the face etched in her heart. Although it was thinner and darker, those mischievous and cunning eyes, that familiar curve of the lips—who else could it be but Yue Min?!
First stunned, then overjoyed; happiness had come too suddenly.
"Leap...Leap people?"
She couldn't believe it, thinking she was hallucinating.
Zhong Yuemin joked, "Dr. Zhou, what's wrong? Don't you recognize your man?"
That familiar voice, that teasing tone, completely shattered Zhou Xiaobai's last shred of doubt!
Overwhelming ecstasy, like a flood bursting its banks, instantly overwhelmed all her reason and restraint.
She jumped up from her chair with a "whoosh," disregarding the office setting, and raised her fist to punch Zhong Yuemin's solid chest once, twice... The force wasn't heavy, but it carried the pent-up worries, grievances, lingering fear, and excitement of regaining what she had lost.
"Zhong Yuemin, you bastard, you bad guy, you scared me to death! When did you get back?!"
Why didn't you send me any message?! Do you know how much I... I almost... sob sob..."
Her voice was choked with sobs, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably like a broken string of pearls. She could no longer speak, her words turning into endless tears.
Her fists gradually lost their strength and stopped. She gripped her man's shirt tightly with both hands, as if afraid that if she let go, the person before her would disappear.
Zhong Yuemin let Xiaobai hit him, feeling the woman's unreserved worry and love. His heart was filled with warmth and guilt, but even more so, heartache.
His playful expression vanished. He gently pulled her into his arms, patting her back softly. He didn't try to comfort her, letting her cry it out. It was better for her to let it all out than to keep it bottled up inside.
Half an hour later, Zhong Yuemin was already sitting in a chair. Xiaobai, like a frightened kitten, was curled up in his arms, her eyes red from crying, with teardrops still clinging to her long eyelashes, and her shoulders trembling.
So pitiful, I feel sorry for her!
"Alright, alright, Xiaobai, stop crying... I'm back safe and sound... It's alright, it's all over... You're all covered in tears..."
Zhou Xiaobai's emotions had calmed down a bit by then, and she scolded him playfully.
"It's all because of you. You have no idea how I got through these past few days..."
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault!"
Zhong Yuemin reached out and gently wiped away Xiaobai's tears.
"I'm sorry to have worried you. I won't do it again."
"When did you come back?"
"I just arrived. As soon as I got off the train, I came straight to the hospital to see you without even going home."
"Really?"
Zhou Xiaobai looked up at her man
"Of course it's true. She's my wife, so she has to be the first to let you know she's safe."
Zhou Xiaobai's red lips curved slightly, and a hint of brightness appeared in her sorrowful eyes.
“Dad was very worried about you. Now that you’re back, you should go back home as soon as possible.”
"No rush, let me hug you a little longer, I haven't hugged you enough yet."
Zhou Xiaobai's face flushed slightly.
"When someone comes in, first... first let go of me, go... go home, I'll go with you."
"You're not working?"
“I don’t work anyway. I’m worried about you. I can’t stay at home. I start to overthink when I’m alone. Going to the hospital will help me feel better.”
"Thanks for your hard work!"
Zhong Yuemin kissed his wife's fair forehead, then put his hand down.
"Let's go back then."
"Ok!"
The two left the hospital without taking the bus; Xiaobai had ridden her bike, so he rode in front while she sat behind, her arms wrapped around his waist, her face pressed against his back. The day wasn't actually very good, overcast and gloomy, but at that moment, in Xiaobai's eyes, it was sunny and warm, like springtime. Yuemin was back; everything was naturally alright.
About half an hour later, we arrived, but we didn't go home.
Zhou Xiaobai looked up, somewhat puzzled, at the familiar storefront, and asked softly:
"Yuemin, what are you doing here?"
She recognized the place; it was the office of Yuemin's trading company, a place they used to frequent.
Besides office work, um... there's something else...
Zhong Yuemin locked the car, turned around and gave his wife a look that was clearly teasing and mischievous, then lowered his voice.
"What did you say?"
Zhou Xiaobai instantly understood what he meant, her face flushed red, and she playfully punched Yuemin.
"Ugh, in broad daylight, you...you just do crazy things!"
Despite saying that, there was no real blame in her tone; instead, it carried a hint of shyness and a subtle expectation.
She reached out and tightly took Zhong Yuemin's arm, her body unconsciously pressing closer to him. Her eyes were filled with tender affection as she urged him in a voice barely audible.
"Then... let's go up quickly..."
Because... she actually wanted to too!
The two walked hand in hand into the dimly lit hallway, and, familiar with the layout, arrived at the door of the innermost room on the second floor.
This place is their unspoken "secret base," where they used to spend many intimate moments, escaping the nagging from their respective families and the disturbances from the outside world.
Zhong Yuemin picked up a key from under the mat, opened the door, pulled Zhou Xiaobai inside, and then locked the door with a click.
The moment the door closed, the two didn't even have time to say a word before they eagerly embraced and kissed.
Compared to the previous gentleness and tenderness, this time it was an almost frenzied, predatory kiss.
From the entryway to the living room floor, then to the cramped bathroom, the balcony bathed in dim light… finally, we made our way to the not-so-large bed in the inner room…
Wherever they went, they left behind the images of the two fiercely "battling," their clothes were carelessly discarded, and their panting and suppressed groans echoed in the silent room.
The two of them, in the most primal and direct way, frantically took and gave, confirming each other's authenticity and soothing each other's hearts, which had suffered greatly in the war and tormented by longing.
All the worries, fears, and hardships of waiting transformed into a passionate and unwavering force at this moment.
This intense "battle" of separation lasted until noon, when the sun came out and the light became soft and warm. The room gradually returned to calm, with only the two of them lying together, their breaths full of satisfaction and exhaustion.