Su Yun listened to his harsh tone, pursing her chapped lips.
Then she looked him straight in the eye. "I came here this time to divorce you."
When Qin Zhicheng heard the word "divorce," his expression changed instantly.
His sharp gaze swept over her. "Su Yun, you give birth to my child and then run to the army base to divorce me?"
He was so angry he could have laughed.
"Back then—forget it. I won’t bring up the past. Since you’ve had the child, don’t get any funny ideas. Anyway, a divorce is impossible."
"From now on, don’t bring this up." He truly hadn’t expected that Su Yun’s reason for coming to the base to find him would be to get a divorce.
Suppressing the frustrated anger in his heart, he glanced down at the child in his arms. ’If it weren’t for this baby...’
’Perhaps he would’ve agreed to the divorce without a second thought, and he would have even given her some compensation—like money and ration tickets, or even a job.’
’But now that they had a child, she still wanted a divorce. Was she treating their marriage and their child like a joke?’
"This marri—" Su Yun started to say.
Qin Zhicheng’s expression was grim, and the words that came from his thin lips were even colder. "Impossible. The Qin family only has widows, not divorcées."
At that moment, the baby in his arms seemed to sense the oppressive chill and began to cry.
The baby’s cries immediately broke the tense, bristling atmosphere.
The moment Qin Zhicheng heard the crying, he froze.
He looked down at the wailing baby—a flustered expression he’d never worn before appeared on his face.
"He... he’s crying—"
Su Yun: ...?
The man who had been wearing a cold, stony expression just moments ago was now at a complete loss just because the baby was crying.
She collected her thoughts and held out her arms. "Give me the baby."
"—Right!" Qin Zhicheng immediately handed the baby over.
Because his movements were a bit rough, his hand unavoidably brushed against a soft area. His expression instantly grew even more rigid.
He instinctively looked up at Su Yun, only to see that her attention was entirely on the baby. This made him sigh in relief, but at the same time, a strange emotion welled up inside him.
Su Yun settled the baby in her arms, then looked up at the man across from her.
Qin Zhicheng noticed the way she was looking at him and couldn’t help but ask, "What is it?"
Although Su Yun was composed, a hint of embarrassment colored her face.
She tried her best to use an extremely level tone. "I need to nurse the baby—"
The unspoken implication was for him to leave.
’After all, in both this life and her last, the only time they had truly been together was that one night.’
’Besides, she was still planning to divorce him.’
At first, Qin Zhicheng didn’t get it. ’So she was going to nurse the baby. What of it?’
But as soon as those words registered in his mind, his expression froze on his face.
A wave of heat rushed over him.
"I... I’ll go get you something to eat."
After saying that, he turned and left. He was so flustered that he was walking stiffly and nearly tripped flat on his face at the doorway.
Fortunately, he managed to steady himself in time.
Then he left, his body rigid.
His cold, stiff back looked for all the world like he was beating a hasty retreat.
However, a few seconds later, he quickly returned. Without looking at Su Yun, he pulled the door shut.
Su Yun: ...?
Putting everything else aside, she looked down at her fiercely crying baby, a flash of heartache in her eyes.
’She hadn’t eaten well during the past few days on the train, so she didn’t actually have much milk.’
Lifting the hem of her shirt, she began to nurse the baby—
...
Qin Zhicheng walked out of the dormitory building. A light breeze blew, dispelling some of the heat from his face.
Just then, Instructor Xie happened to be walking toward him.
"Mr. Qin, how are things? Are your wife and child all settled in?"
Qin Zhicheng immediately shot him a glare. "Why didn’t you tell me about the baby?"