Chapter 392 - 392 Moving Forward with a Heavy Weight

392 Moving Forward with a Heavy Weight

Chen Wei’er watched as He Xun stood up and strode out of the cave. This was the first time she had seriously observed He Xun since she woke up.

Even though He Xun’s clothes were wrinkled, he still had an aura that made people feel ashamed of themselves inside a rustic cave.

How could Chen Wei’er be worthy of such a kind and warm person?

Chen Wei’er sighed. She picked up the stone container that could barely be called a bowl and took a sip. It was so sweet. She drank a few more mouthfuls. It had been a long time since she had drunk such delicious water!

After drinking the water, Chen Wei’er felt much more energetic. Only then did she look around the cave.

There were jagged and steep rocks everywhere. But strangely, why didn’t she feel uncomfortable? Chen Wei’er lowered her head and realized that she was sitting on a thick reed mat. Suddenly, an indescribable warmth surged in her heart. Furthermore, she was wearing a coat.

It was a large, warm man’s jacket. It was self-evident who the owner of this coat was.

She really shouldn’t have divorced him and gotten together with Nie Suijing. Chen Wei’er buried herself in the coat and greedily sniffed the scent on the garment. For some reason, she felt at ease.

There was no clock in the cave, and she did not have any electronic devices on her. Therefore, Chen Wei’er did not know how much time had passed. She only knew that after the sunlight at the entrance of the cave had moved some distance, He Xun finally returned while looking travel-worn. His forehead was covered in sweat, and he was holding a pheasant in his hand.

When Chen Wei’er saw him enter, she hurriedly went to welcome him. She glanced at the pheasant in his hand and took a step back in fear. In her memory, after she married Nie Suijing, her life became increasingly worse. The place where they lived had become an unfinished building. Numerous vendors occupied the area as well. Those who sold chickens, ducks, and poultry were downstairs. Where had she seen this before?

In those few years, she was in a state of mental breakdown every day.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

He Xun saw his wife’s evasion and hid the pheasant in his hand behind him. “I’ll clean it up. We’ll roast it later.”

Chen Wei’er nodded. Once again, she felt touched. She thought that she would be lucky to find one or two fruits in such a place. Who would have thought that He Xun would actually catch a pheasant?

He Xun took out a small knife from his waist and cut the chicken’s neck cleanly. Immediately after, blood flowed out…

He Xun poured the chicken blood into a small pit made of stones and stored it.

“What is the use of this blood?” Chen Wei’er was a little puzzled. She had seen the peddlers do the same—so much so that the corridor was filled with blood. There was no place for any person to step.

“The blood will help in igniting a fire. The blaze will be much better if we use blood rather than reeds.” He Xun answered Chen Wei’er. The speed of his hand did not slow down at all.

Chen Wei’er was surprised to learn its utility. She curiously asked, “How did you know?” In her impression, He Xun had been a proud son of heaven since he was young and lived an exquisite life as a young master.

He Xun turned around and glanced at her. “Have you forgotten? I told you that I trained in the special forces for a period of time.”

As expected, he saw his wife’s eyes widen with disbelief. “Special forces?”

He Xun nodded and drained all the pheasant blood. Then, he calmly handled the feathers. “You’re not lying to me, are you?” Chen Wei’er asked.

“Why would I lie to you?” He Xun could not help but laugh.

Chen Wei’er believed him, and He Xun’s image in her heart became even more glorious. “Why did you join the special forces?” She asked, “What did you do in the special forces?”

Seeing his wife’s curious face and flickering eyes, He Xun suddenly felt that her amnesia did not seem to be a bad thing.

After all, his image as a capable person had already been established in his wife’s mind. It was difficult for Chen Wei’er to show such a cautious and curious expression.

He Xun felt that he had gotten to know a different version of her. He replied, “My uncle used to be a general, so I and my brothers were sent to the army to experience the hardships of being soldiers. Simultaneously, we must remember that even in peaceful times, we must not forget their sacrifices.”

Chen Wei’er agreed with He Xun. It was true. The current peaceful era was traded with the blood of their ancestors. Their happy life was only possible because there were people who carried the heavy burden forward.

“My uncle also hoped that we could strengthen our bodies and cultivate a formidable character,” He Xun added