Chapter 214 Huo Qingfeng, You Must Come Back Alive (Part 1) tushumi.cc

Back home, Huo Qingfeng helped his wife take a bath. Ling Ruoke let him dry her off, and once in bed, she asked about Chen Shan. "Honey, how's Chen Shan lately? Mei Yanting seems a bit off; did they have a fight?"

Huo Qingfeng looked at her, then shook his head. "That kid seems to have something on his mind, but he didn't tell me what it was. What could they be arguing about? Could it be that Mei Yanting is following in the footsteps of that woman Wang Shumei?"

Ling Ruoke glared at him. "Don't make wild guesses. There aren't that many Wang Shumeis in this world. Don't think the worst of people. Ask him when you have time; maybe he can help."

Huo Qingfeng snuggled closer, gave her a pitiful kiss, and said plaintively, "Wife, how can you think of another man while you're in my arms?"

"Nonsense!" Ling Ruoke was both amused and exasperated. The two of them were so affectionate with each other that it made others envious.

But none of them expected that before they could even worry about Chen Shan, trouble would strike.

It was already late April, and spring had long since arrived. But it was cold in the mountains, and Ling Ruoke still felt like it was winter.

In big cities like A and B, young women on the streets have already started wearing short skirts. But in the mountains, where the temperature is low, they are still wearing cotton-padded coats and covered with thick quilts at night.

If Huo Qingfeng and his team hadn't suddenly received a mission to go to M City for flood relief, Ling Ruoke would never have realized that spring had already arrived. Spring floods are a time of great danger, a time when floodwaters can rage.

Huo Qingfeng and the others left in a very hurry and suddenly, so they only had time to tell Ling Ruoke to take good care of herself. Ling Ruoke also only had time to tell him to be careful before they disappeared.

After he left, Ling Ruoke stood at the window, silently watching the direction he disappeared in for a long time before slowly coming back to her senses. Even though it was only a temporary departure, the place he went to was too dangerous, and she felt as if a piece of her heart was missing, leaving her suspended in mid-air, filled with unease.

When she was a child, watching the news and seeing footage of flood relief efforts, she felt for the People's Liberation Army soldiers, but not with the same depth of feeling as she does now. The thought of her colonel about to head to the front lines to fight the relentless floodwaters filled her with a sense of unease.

For the first time, Ling Ruoke was grateful that in the past, when he went on missions, he always disappeared suddenly, without giving her any time to tell her. Although she worried, she could only choose to believe him or comfort herself that perhaps it was just closed-door training or a safe mission. Now, she clearly knew that she had to fight against the merciless natural disaster!

“Sister Ruo.” Li Jun felt the same way, so after her husband left, she came to Ruo Ke’s place after a while. After Li Jun married He Jingwen, he always said he was going on missions in seclusion for training, so she was usually not worried. But this time, knowing clearly that he was going to carry out flood relief, she couldn’t sit still.

Ling Ruoke snapped out of her reverie and smiled slightly. "Don't worry, they've been through countless trials, this little thing won't faze them. Just eat well, drink well, sleep well, and wait for him to come home."

Although she was worried, she had more experience and was much better off than Li Jun.

Hearing her say that, Li Jun's face indeed softened. Having someone in the same situation as him, and who could be by his side, shared his worries and fears, making things much better.

However, it's different. Usually, the two men are busy with training and don't see each other much throughout the day. But knowing he's nearby makes me feel at ease. Now, knowing he's gone far away to fight floods, I feel a terrible emptiness in my heart.

Li Jun chatted with Ling Ruoke for a while, then went home to embroider. She was lucky; she didn't experience much morning sickness. She ate and slept well every day and was easy to care for.

Ling Ruoke took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and turned on the computer to type. But as soon as she started, images of a raging flood kept flashing through her mind, and she couldn't concentrate anymore, so she sighed and shut down the computer.

I paced back and forth in the room a few times, rubbing my belly, feeling rather bored. Later, tired from walking, I simply climbed into bed to sleep. Unfortunately, even lying in bed, I still felt terribly cold; without him by my side, nothing felt right. I tossed and turned in bed for a long time, thinking all sorts of random thoughts, before finally drifting off to sleep.

She slept fitfully for a while, and even in her dreams, she saw a raging flood like a ferocious beast, the muddy liquid seeming to rush towards her, which startled her awake with a scream. It took her a while to catch her breath and recover from the shock and shock.

For the next two weeks, Ling Ruoke's mood never returned to its previous calm. She tried everything to keep track of the flood situation in M ​​City, not wanting to miss a single piece of information. Every night, she would toss and turn for a long time, unable to fall asleep, and when she finally did, she would always be startled awake by the overwhelming murky liquid.

Yang Ziyun called, and you could tell from her voice that she was upset. "Ruoke, don't worry. I have a lot of faith in my son, and you should have faith in him too. Take good care of yourself and wait, he'll be back soon."

"Mom, I understand." Ling Ruoke felt much more at ease after her mother-in-law's words.

Two days later, Ling Ruoke received a call from Huo Qingfeng, and she was so happy she almost jumped for joy. However, given her large belly and heavy body, she naturally dared not jump around. "Honey, how are you?"

What she really wanted to ask was, "Are you hurt? When are you coming home?" But she couldn't ask those questions. She also didn't dare let her tone reveal too much emotion, afraid of distracting him.

"Honey, don't worry, I'm fine. Just stay home and wait for me, don't overthink things. By the way, has the baby been behaving?" He had been working tirelessly for many days, and his voice was tired, but still gentle.

Ling Ruoke longed to be by his side during moments like this, but it was just a wishful thought. "I'm fine, and the baby is very well-behaved. Don't worry, I'll wait for you to come home at home and won't go anywhere else."

"That's good. Honey, I'm busy right now, I'll hang up now. Take care and wait for me to come home." Before she could even respond, the call was already disconnected.

Ling Ruoke paused, hearing the busy tone. He never hung up on her first, but today was an exception. Even though she knew he couldn't hear her, she still said into the dial tone, "You must come back safely!"

After hanging up the phone, Ling Ruoke felt a sense of calm. Just hearing his voice felt like a warm current flowing into her heart, slowly calming her down. Although she was still worried, a smile finally appeared on her face.

Just then, Li Jun came in. "Sister Ruo, what are you thinking about?" Pregnant, Li Jun had actually lost weight. She wasn't eating or sleeping well because she was worried about her husband.

Ling Ruoke came over and put her arm around her shoulder. "Qingfeng just called and said that everything is fine with them, the flood is under control, and we can rest assured."

"Really?" Li Jun excitedly grabbed her hand, then stammered, "He Jingwen didn't even call me."

Seeing her aggrieved expression, Ling Ruoke smiled. "He just didn't have time. My Qingfeng is the team leader, so he spoke on behalf of the team. You know, flood control is all about racing against time."

Before Ling Ruoke could finish speaking, the little one in her belly kicked her hard. "Look, even my son agrees with me."

Li Jun pouted, which meant he accepted it. He reached out and touched Ling Ruoke's belly, playing a bubbling game with the baby inside. Gradually, a smile appeared on his face, and anticipation filled his eyes.

About four or five days later, Ling Ruoke suddenly received a call from Yang Ziyun. It wasn't unusual to receive a call from her mother-in-law, but what was unusual was that her mother-in-law said she wanted to come to the army base to see her. However, on second thought, perhaps it was because she hadn't seen her grandson in so long and missed him.

She had just hung up the phone and hadn't even come to her senses when it rang again.

"Sister-in-law!" The call came from some greenhorn, who shouted loudly as soon as the call connected, his voice sounding somewhat flustered.

Ling Ruoke paused for a moment, then asked, "What's wrong?"

"Sister-in-law, the captain was swept away by the flood," the soldier said, choking back tears.

Ling Ruoke hung up the phone in a daze, her face pale and her hands trembling uncontrollably. Her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, she managed to grab the table in time. Her ears were ringing, and she felt extremely dizzy.

The baby in the womb seemed to sense the change in its mother and kept kicking its little feet as if trying to express something.

The change instantly cleared Ling Ruoke's confused mind. She gently stroked her abdomen, took a deep breath, and her emotions slowly calmed down. She wasn't alone anymore; she needed to be more composed. "Baby, don't be afraid, Daddy will be alright! We're not afraid, we're not afraid!"

Thinking about it this way, Ling Ruoke felt that the colonel would be alright. He wasn't an ordinary soldier, nor was he an ordinary special forces soldier, so he wouldn't be in any trouble. Besides, he had promised to take care of himself and come back safely to protect her and the baby. He would be fine!

She took another deep breath, walked to the sofa, and slowly sat down. Her mind was no longer as foggy as before, and her heart wasn't so panicked anymore. The little one inside her couldn't speak yet, but her presence was a powerful tranquilizer. The feeling of having someone by her side was always the best.

Although she had tried to calm herself down, it had happened, and she couldn't pretend nothing had happened; that was the man she loved most. Sitting on the sofa, she stared blankly into space, her mind still a bit of a mess.

In a daze, I recalled the words I spoke on stage that night, New Year's Eve. I also remembered his heartfelt promise that he would take care of himself no matter what, for her and the child.

The most romantic thing I can imagine is growing old with you. At this moment, Ling Ruoke recalled these lyrics and deeply understood the profound affection behind these simple words. She didn't seek wealth or fame, only peace and health for each other until the end.

When Li Jun came in, he saw her sitting there, seemingly lost in thought, as if something terrible had happened. He waved his hand in front of her repeatedly, but there was no response. He then reached out and nudged her shoulder. "Sister Ruo, are you alright?"

Ling Ruoke then snapped out of her daze, staring at her blankly for a moment before smiling. "You're here."

"What happened? You don't look well." Li Jun rarely saw Ruo Ke with such an expression; she always seemed cheerful. Previously, when the captain and He Jingwen suddenly disappeared, she was terrified, but Ruo Ke remained calm and collected. However, she didn't know that Ruo Ke was worried, though she didn't show it.

Ling Ruoke shook her head. "Someone just called and said that Qingfeng... he was swept away by the flood." Although she believed in her heart that he would be alright, her heart clenched tightly as she said those words, and her nose and eyes stung with tears. He was her husband; he and their child made up her whole world, and he was the only pillar supporting her in that world!

Li Jun gasped, then covered his mouth, his eyes wide with shock. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment, then quickly sat down and took Ling Ruoke's arm. "Sister Ruoke, the captain is so amazing, he'll be alright! These special forces soldiers can all swim and dive, and they've all learned all sorts of survival skills, he'll be fine!"

Ling Ruoke stared at her blankly, then smiled. "You're right, what they usually learn isn't just for scaring people. Besides, the child and I are here, he wouldn't bear to leave. I believe him!"

The two women leaned against each other, drawing warmth from one another.

Li Jun took the initiative to take on the task of cooking dinner, making dishes that Ling Ruoke would love, hoping that she wouldn't be affected and could eat more.

Ling Ruoke wouldn't stop eating because of this. For their child, she would force herself to eat. Besides, they were only swept away by the flood; the outcome was still uncertain. Perhaps he would be swept downstream and able to save himself. He was the kind of person who was good at saving himself!

Ling Ruoke lay in bed all night, unable to sleep well. Her belly was large, and she was afraid of hurting the baby if she turned over too much, so she could only lie still, watching the faint light outside the window as the long night passed. Finally, as dawn approached, she drifted off to sleep. She slept until after ten o'clock, which meant she had slept for several hours.

I had tossed and turned for most of the night; my head was burning and aching, and I was a little dizzy. After washing up, I finally felt a bit better. Just as I was about to start making breakfast, the orderly came over with someone.

"If it's alright," Yang Ziyun said gently with a smile.

"Mom!" Ling Ruoke's eyes welled up with tears, as if she had found a child to lean on. "Mom, why are you here?"

Yang Ziyun reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "We were all worried about you, so we sent me to check on you. Don't worry, silly child, I know my son. He'll be alright. As the saying goes, a child's heart is connected to their mother's. I can feel that he's perfectly fine."

Ling Ruoke wasn't sure if she was comforting herself or if she could really sense it, but having a reliable person by her side did give her peace of mind. "Mom, are you tired? Come in and sit down. I'm making breakfast right now, you rest for a bit, I'll go make something to eat."

Yang Ziyun was pulled to the sofa. She then pulled Ling Ruoke to sit down as well. "Sit still, I'll make breakfast."

"Mom, I'll do it, you take a rest." The phone call came yesterday afternoon, and she arrived this morning. It's clear my mother-in-law rushed out and must be exhausted.

Yang Ziyun smiled and pressed her back down. "Don't worry, your mom's cooking isn't as bad as you think."

Ling Ruoke wanted to explain her meaning, but Yang Ziyun had already gone into the kitchen. A bittersweet feeling welled up inside her; she knew her mother-in-law genuinely cared about her and was worried she might be tired. She sat for a while, then got up and stood at the kitchen doorway, watching her mother-in-law busy herself.

Yang Ziyun doesn't do housework often, so she's a bit slow. It took her over an hour to make breakfast. Worried that her daughter-in-law and grandson would go hungry, she simply cooked one dish at a time and served it to them.

Ling Ruoke was touched by her mother-in-law's kindness and ate to her heart's content. Even the little one in her belly kept kicking excitedly.

Yang Ziyun was overjoyed, playing with the child even more enthusiastically than her son. Seeing her so happy made everyone forget that Huo Qingfeng had been swept away by the flood and was still missing.

Ling Ruoke was also infected by her, and a smile slowly appeared on her face. The two chatted, and the bad things were temporarily put aside.

With Yang Ziyun by her side, Ling Ruoke finally felt much calmer. However, she was still worried about her husband's safety, and each day felt like an eternity. She often couldn't sleep at night, counting down the seconds until dawn with her eyes closed.