Keeping the promise

Chapter 117 Buried deep in my heart

Zheng Wancheng smiled and waved goodbye to him, then turned and walked into the corridor. Xu Junlin watched their backs until they disappeared from his sight.

After Xu Junlin drove away from Zheng Wancheng's house, his thoughts were like a wild horse running out of control, running back to those passionate years in the military camp.

Under the scorching sun, they carried out almost cruel physical training together. Everyone was sweating and exhausted, but Zheng Wancheng's clenched teeth and unyielding eyes seemed to announce her tenacity to this hot world.

Whenever Xu Junlin saw this scene, the admiration in his heart surged like a tide. At the same time, an indescribable subtle emotion also quietly surged in his heart.

During that dangerous mission, amidst the hail of bullets, the moment Zheng Wancheng rushed over without hesitation to block the bullet for him, Xu Junlin's world seemed to stop at that moment.

He looked at Zheng Wancheng, his eyes full of shock and emotion. From that moment on, his heart seemed to have been thrown into a huge rock, causing ripples that could not be calmed.

On countless quiet nights, when they sat together and shared their thoughts, Xu Junlin would always secretly gaze at Zheng Wancheng.

When she smiled, her eyes curved into beautiful crescents, and the light was like bright stars, which made him sink into it; when she spoke, her voice was clear and pleasant, like a clear spring in the mountains, flowing into his heart.

Whenever Zheng Wancheng's eyes accidentally met his, Xu Junlin's heart would skip a beat, and then he would quickly look away, fearing that his inner secret would be discovered, and his face would unconsciously turn red.

On the training ground, every time Zheng Wancheng completed a move beautifully, Xu Junlin would cheer silently in his heart, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

And when Zheng Wancheng was injured, even with just a minor scratch, his heart would tighten and he would wish that he was the one who was injured.

He would quietly prepare the medicine and hand it to her at a seemingly casual moment, his eyes full of concern, but he tried hard to hide his overly passionate emotions.

When Zheng Wancheng was commended for her outstanding achievements, Xu Junlin stood in the crowd, looking at her confident and proud appearance, and the joy in his heart was a hundred times stronger than winning the award himself.

He imagined countless times in his mind how wonderful it would be if he could stand beside her one day and share the joys and sorrows of life with her. However, every time this thought came to his mind, he would immediately suppress it with reason.

Because in that strictly disciplined military camp, he could only hide his secret love in the most secret corner of his heart, silently guarding her, accompanying her as a comrade-in-arms, and experiencing the test of life and death together.

Xu Junlin took a deep breath, told himself that this secret love could only be buried deep in his heart forever, then he drove away slowly and disappeared into the night.

Li Yunting stood in front of the window of the villa, his hands folded in front of his chest, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. His eyes were fixed on Xu Junlin's SUV downstairs, and Zheng Wancheng and her son who got out of the car.

He clenched his teeth unconsciously, and his cheeks bulged slightly in anger. The jealousy in his heart was like a surging wave, hitting his rationality wave after wave.

Why would Xu Junlin send her back?

Li Yunting growled in his heart, with flames of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

He recalled every moment he had spent with Zheng Wancheng, and felt more and more that Xu Junlin's appearance was a threat.

Zheng Wancheng gently held her sleeping son in her arms and walked into the villa carefully. She glanced across the living room and saw Li Yunting sitting on the sofa. She said casually, "You came back early today." There was a hint of fatigue in her voice.

After saying that, she said no more and went straight upstairs holding her son in her arms, walking slowly for fear of waking the child in her arms.

Li Yunting sat on the sofa, motionless, his face still gloomy. He watched Zheng Wancheng's back disappear around the corner of the stairs, and the sullenness in his heart became stronger.

Good

How dare this woman ignore me?

She was so cold to me, and it was Xu Junlin who sent her back just now.

Li Yunting became angrier the more he thought about it. He gripped the armrests of the sofa tightly with both hands, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

His chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing became rapid. "No, I can't just let it go like this." Li Yunting gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

A man was sulking on the sofa, and his low mood filled the living room.

Zheng Wancheng quietly put her son to bed and slowly walked downstairs. When she saw Li Yunting still sitting on the sofa, his tense figure looked a little lonely in the dim light.

With a sweet smile on her face, she walked briskly to Li Yunting, snuggled up to him like a kitten, put her arms around his neck, and said coquettishly, "Hubby, are you waiting for me?"

However, Li Yunting reacted coldly, his body stiffened slightly, and he did not respond to her intimacy as usual.

Zheng Wancheng couldn't help but become curious. She raised her head, looked at Li Yunting's gloomy face, blinked her eyes and asked, "Yunting, what's wrong with you? Who made you unhappy?"