At night, Qi Taiguo tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep due to all the worries about the military downsizing.
Cheng Su, agitated by his restlessness, sat up and said, "What's bothering you so much? Just spit it out. Your flipping around is practically cooking me alive."
Qi Taiguo was amused by her comment and sat up as well, sighing, "I'm just worried about the downsizing the higher-ups are planning. You know about it, right?"
Cheng Su pondered for a moment, nodded, and asked, "When does it start?"
"Next month. I'm thinking Old Zhou might be on the list," Qi Taiguo said gravely.
"And you, will you be on the list of those being downsized?"
Qi Taiguo was stunned for a moment and said, "I hadn't thought about that."
He really hadn't ever considered the possibility that one day he might no longer be a soldier. Now that Cheng Su asked him, he truly wasn't sure.
