Qin Jian's big hand gently stroked her arm's smooth skin: "I miss you too. Why didn't you tell me earlier about what happened at home?"
Qin Jian only heard about An Hao's family situation after his father Ning Yibin had resolved it.
"Telling you wouldn't have helped. Besides, you're there to study, and I didn't want these trivial things at home to distract you."
"Wife, you are truly considerate. But seeing you holding up the family on your own, my heart feels a bit sour and bitter." Qin Jian embraced her tightly, speaking with intense guilt, "Sorry for letting you suffer with me. You know, as a soldier, I can't juggle both ends..."
"You don't need to say it, I understand. Marrying you isn't suffering, my heart is filled with sweetness every day... Being with the one I love, even the bitterness is sweet, and I am willing, joyfully accepting it."
"An Hao, thanks to heaven for bringing you into my life..."
