RPAGF Chapter 387 The Beloved Little Sister 22
Chapter 387 The Beloved Little Sister 22
The train chugged along the tracks, and Ji Xiaosong leaned against the window of the hard-seat carriage, watching the scenery rushing by outside.
The three-day, two-night journey left her with a sore back, but the thought of seeing You Yong soon transformed all her fatigue into anticipation.
She touched the bundle in her arms, which contained the bright red new bed sheet and the sweater she had knitted for You Yong herself.
Next to the bundle was a bamboo basket containing pickled vegetables, dried persimmons, and White Rabbit milk candy sent by his elder brother from the capital.
"Comrade, would you like some water?" The old lady across from me handed me an enamel mug.
Ji Xiaosong smiled and shook her head: "Thank you, I'm not thirsty."
"Going to see your lover?" the old woman asked with a smile, her eyes glancing at the bundle that Ji Xiaosong was clutching tightly.
Ji Xiaosong blushed instantly and nodded slightly.
"A soldier?"
"Yes, he's the company commander." As Ji Xiaosong said this, she unconsciously straightened her back, her tone filled with undisguised pride.
"Oh my, this is terrible!" the old woman exclaimed, slapping her thigh. "You'll have to take good care of him. My son's in the army too, I hardly ever see him all year round..."
As Ji Xiaosong listened to the old woman's rambling, her thoughts drifted to You Yong.
Did he receive his own telegram?
Did you know it would arrive today?
Has he finished tidying up that 60-square-meter apartment?
"Next stop, Qingshan Station!" The train conductor's shout interrupted Ji Xiaosong's thoughts.
Her heart suddenly started pounding wildly, and her palms became sweaty.
We've arrived! This is our stop!
The train slowly pulled into the station, and Ji Xiaosong hurriedly packed her luggage.
Outside the window, the familiar platform gradually came into view.
She searched anxiously for that tall figure in the crowd, but couldn't find him anywhere.
"He's four hours late. What if he can't wait to go back?" Ji Xiaosong thought, biting her lip, a wave of disappointment washing over her.
The train finally came to a stop, and Ji Xiaosong, carrying large and small bags, struggled to squeeze off the train.
People came and went on the platform, but the person she longed for was nowhere to be seen.
"Maybe something came up with the troops..." she comforted herself as she slowly walked toward the exit.
at this time……
"Song'er!"
A familiar voice boomed from behind.
Ji Xiaosong suddenly turned around, and the bundle fell to the ground with a "thud".
Wearing a crisp military uniform, You Yong stood ten meters away, his chest heaving violently, as if he had just run there.
His military cap was slightly askew, and beads of sweat on his forehead glistened in the sunlight.
“Brother You Yong…” Ji Xiaosong’s tears welled up instantly.
You Yong rushed over in three strides and, in full view of everyone, pulled his wife into his arms.
He held her so tightly that Ji Xiaosong could barely breathe.
"I thought the train wasn't coming... I waited on the platform for four hours..."
You Yong's voice was hoarse beyond recognition, "I asked the stationmaster three times... they said it would be later... I was afraid I would miss it..."
Ji Xiaosong buried her face in his chest, smelling the familiar scent of soap mixed with sweat, her tears soaking his military uniform.
“I’m here…I really’m here…” she said, choking back tears.
You Yong suddenly released her, took a step back, and looked her up and down: "You've lost weight."
He touched her cheek tenderly, "Did you not eat properly again?"
Ji Xiaosong burst into laughter through her tears: "No, I've gained three pounds!"
You Yong grinned, a smile so bright it made Ji Xiaosong's heart flutter.
The next second, in full view of everyone, he picked up Ji Xiaosong and spun her around.
"Ah! Put me down!" Ji Xiaosong blushed with embarrassment and pounded on his shoulder.
People on the platform all looked over; some smirked, others applauded.
“It’s only natural for me to carry my wife!” You Yong said matter-of-factly, but he still gently put her down, then bent down to pick up the bundle on the ground. “Let’s go home!”
He carried all the luggage in one hand and held Ji Xiaosong's hand tightly in the other, as if afraid she would run away.
As I exited the station, a military jeep was parked on the side of the road.
When the driver, Xiao Zhang, saw them, he immediately jumped out of the car and saluted: "Hello, sister-in-law!"
“This is Xiao Zhang, my communications officer,” You Yong introduced. “He insisted on driving to pick you up, saying he couldn’t let his wife ride in a big truck.”
Ji Xiaosong nodded, blushing, "Thank you for your trouble, Comrade Xiao Zhang."
"No trouble at all!" Xiao Zhang smiled憨厚ly, and helped them put away their luggage. "The company commander started preparing this morning, cleaned the house three times, and even went to the mess hall..."
"Xiao Zhang!" You Yong interrupted sharply, his ears turning red. "Drive!"
As the jeep drove past the military gate, the soldiers on guard snapped to attention and saluted.
Ji Xiaosong curiously looked around at the place where You Yong lived: neat barracks, soldiers sweating profusely on the training ground, and loud slogans coming from afar.
"Do you like it?" You Yong whispered in her ear, his warm breath tickling her earlobe.
"Yes." Ji Xiaosong nodded. "It's finally here again..."
The car stopped in front of a row of red brick houses, which were noticeably quieter than the usual barracks.
After helping them unload their luggage, Xiao Zhang tactfully took his leave.
When she left last time, Ji Xiaosong even dressed up specially.
This time when I came back, there wasn't much difference.
The door opened, revealing a 60-square-meter two-bedroom apartment that had been cleaned spotlessly. A snow-white tablecloth covered the dining table in the living room, with a bunch of wildflowers on it.
Their wedding photo hung on the wall, and several potted plants were placed on the windowsill. She had planted them when she last came, and You Yong had taken such good care of them.
"You... have been taking care of them all this time?" Ji Xiaosong gently touched the leaves of the green plants, unable to believe it.
"Water it once a week, as you left the note."
You Yong scratched his head, "It's just that the jasmine plant never blooms, I'm so worried..."
Ji Xiaosong suddenly turned around and threw herself into You Yong's arms, hugging his waist tightly.
You Yong was stunned for a moment, then hugged her back tightly.
“I miss you…I miss you so much…” Ji Xiaosong said, pressing her ear against his chest.
You Yong didn't answer, but instead cupped her face and kissed her deeply.
This kiss carried the weight of six months of longing, so intense that it made Ji Xiaosong's legs go weak.
Her back pressed against the door, and You Yong's hand had already slipped inside her clothes...
"Wait...wait..." Ji Xiaosong pushed him away breathlessly, "I...I brought new sheets..."
You Yong's eyes lit up immediately. Without saying a word, he picked her up and strode towards the bedroom.
Sure enough, the old, faded sheet was still on the bed in the bedroom; it was the one Ji Xiaosong brought from her parents' home when they got married.
You Yong carefully placed his wife on the bed, then hurriedly began to unbutton his own clothes.
"Silly..." Ji Xiaosong sat up, blushing, and helped him unbutton his collar. "So hasty..."
"How can I not be anxious?" You Yong said, feeling wronged. "I haven't had it for half a year..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ji Xiaosong silenced him with her lips.
You Yong's breathing immediately became heavy, and he quickly took off his clothes, revealing his muscular upper body.
Ji Xiaosong turned her face away shyly, but he gently pulled her back.
“Let me see you…” You Yong’s voice was hoarse, and his fingers trembled as he unbuttoned her clothes.