Di Mingchen, "It's alright, I'm used to it."
Di Mingjue, "Don't you ever wish for someone to talk to, someone to lean on during those lonely nights? Someone to do some physical activities with? Don't you wish for someone to bring you a cup of tea when you're tired? To give you a massage? Don't you wish for someone to cheer you up when you're feeling down? Living alone is really tough!"
Di Mingchen remained silent, feeling a pang of pain in his heart. In truth, how could he not wish for those things?
But...
Although it's a time of peace, many soldiers still die in the line of duty.
The main reason is that An Xin's husband died, and at that time, An Xin seemed to be in her postpartum confinement, receiving the tragic news of her husband's death.
That heart-wrenching grief, he truly couldn't come to terms with it.
Perhaps it left a bit of a psychological shadow, so at that moment, he wondered what it would be like if it were him.
