Only twenty days had passed and Feng Qingxue was a bit disappointed.
After more than a year apart, they had only twenty days together — a fact that would sadden anyone.
However, she clearly understood the responsibility carried by Lu Jiang. Only alongside their bloody struggles and sacrifices could there be peace and tranquility for ordinary people including her own family. Because of this, her face showed not a trace of dissatisfaction. Instead, it was Lu's father who sighed and said, "We've just entered the twelfth lunar month, and it looks like you won't be able to spend the New Year at home again."
Lu Jiang yawned and said with a wry smile, "That's a rule I must obey. Actually, with the travel back and forth, it already takes more than a month. In fact, I've been away from the unit for nearly two months."
Lu's father looked puzzled, "I remember that it used to take about twenty days for a round trip."
Why did it suddenly become more than a month, more than a ten days longer?
