Childhood sweethearts naturally fall in love, from their school days all the way to the wedding altar.
They say distance makes the heart grow fonder, but Lu Zhiyan feels that although distance has grown between her and Lang Boqian, the magic is gone.
Those who dedicate themselves to the country are destined to be bound by duty. She isn't so fond of this glorious and noble identity anymore. She wants to get away...
But once you've fallen into Lang Boqian's love, escaping isn't that easy...
Excerpt:
Lu Zhiyan watched him pick up her HR Black Bandage face cream. She had just managed to calm down, but it was already too late to stop him. Seeing a blob of "money" smeared across the face of someone who didn't know how to appreciate it, she felt more heartbroken than angry. "Hey, do you know how much one jar costs?"
"Lu Zhiyan, since when did you get so stingy?" Lang Boqian replied in between rubbing it into his face.
Lu Zhiyan couldn't be bothered to argue with him. She replied leisurely, "The jar you're using costs 57, followed by two zeros."
"Holy crap, Lu Zhiyan, I know you're rich, but this stuff costs more than half a month's salary?" Lang Boqian was stunned. Is there gold in it?
"Dear Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, do you know how much all these bottles and jars in front of you are worth?" Seeing how clueless he looked, Lu Zhiyan suddenly wanted to shock him some more.
Lang Boqian was speechless.
"At least twenty 'holy craps.'"
Theme: Military marriage, little stories from married life.
