Chapter 198: A Good Opportunity to Get Close to Si Rong

Shen Lan would usually ask her in a concise manner how the two children were doing at school.

Si Rong would answer with a few simple words.

It was all just small talk between a teacher and a parent; all of this seemed to indicate that the name Shen Lan was merely a coincidence.

But his gaze was always meaningful.

Borrowing the moonlight, Si Rong saw the phone placed on the bedside table, sitting there quietly.

It had been a long time since she had received a Future Phone call.

Could it be that it would never call again?

This secret had been hidden in her heart for a very, very long time, impossible to speak of to anyone.

Even to Jiang Zhi, who had once answered a Future Phone call just like her.

She really wanted someone to confide in.

To pour these words out to that person like spilling beans—she didn't know how refreshing that would be.

Beside her, the sleeping Jiang Cheng's facial features appeared very defined in the night.

If she told him about the Future Phone, what would his reaction be?

Would he suspect she was mentally unstable, or that there was something wrong with her brain?

Tomorrow was Sunday; Si Rong had been awake throughout the second half of the night, and she had thought about a great many things.

She started thinking from the time she could first remember, all the way until dawn.

Only then did she realize that, in fact, a person's life is not that long, and the people and things you can remember are limited.

She had thought through most of it by the middle of the night.

She even began to regret her obsession with the nightmares at night.

Why did she compare being deceived in her dream to the life of Shen Lan?

There was a causal relationship in this.

It was Shen Lan who deceived her first; she was merely returning one deception for another.

If Shen Lan died, it could only be blamed on his own bad luck; it could not be blamed on her at all.

"Awake so early?" Jiang Cheng asked with a yawn, noticing her red eyes. "Didn't sleep well yesterday? You're almost turning into a rabbit."

Si Rong grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand as it reached toward her heart and gathered her courage to say, "Husband, I want to tell you a secret."

"Okay."

Jiang Cheng subconsciously felt that this secret was very important, and at the same time, there was a secret joy in his heart; Rongrong was willing to tell him her secret, and he was simply the happiest person in the world.

At this time, the sky was still hazy, and in the distance, fishermen were shouting the slogan "one-two-one."

It was also accompanied by the sound of a few roosters crowing sporadically.

"The matter I am about to tell you has to do with this phone on our bedside table," Si Rong said with a serious expression.

Starting from when she received the Future Phone on the eve of her divorce, Si Rong poured out all the details of the times she had received Future Phone calls, as well as the matter regarding Jiang Zhi not being allowed to go abroad, all in one go.

She trusted Jiang Cheng.

Just as Si Rong had imagined before, after this secret was spoken aloud, she felt much lighter.

She also spoke of the revenge she carried out after learning of the deception by Shen Lan and Li Xuan.

At the end, she looked at Jiang Cheng with anticipation, "Do you believe what I said?"

She had originally thought that Jiang Cheng would be shocked for a moment, or perhaps surprised to the point of speechlessness.

But Jiang Cheng nodded almost without hesitation, and with gentle firmness, he pulled her into his embrace, "I believe you."

His trust almost brought tears to Si Rong's eyes.

"Why?"

Jiang Cheng kissed away her tears inch by inch, "There must be some supernatural things in this world that cannot be explained by science. Besides, I had felt before that you were eager to carry this phone with you everywhere."

He added, "Thank you for telling me this secret. From now on, I will protect it with you."

"However, this matter is very important, so it still shouldn't be known by too many people."

Just as Si Rong nodded, she saw Jiang Sinian's round little eyes wide open in the small bed next to them.

Uh:...

"Does he count as a person?"

Jiang Cheng:...

"It's fine, our son is still young; he'll forget when he grows up."

The loud bugle call for waking up sounded, and Si Rong pushed Jiang Cheng, "Aren't you going to get up for training?"

"I'll go later today," Jiang Cheng said, worried about his wife's mood, "I'll stay with you a little longer."

In Jiang Cheng's arms, Si Rong felt very at ease.

Jiang Siyu in the small bed was hungry and pursed his little mouth toward Si Rong several times, but unfortunately, his mother did not see him.

Jiang Sinian:...

"Ma~ma!" In his anxiety, he actually managed to call out 'Ma'. Si Rong was pleasantly surprised and directed Jiang Cheng, "Go! Bring our son to me!"

Jiang Cheng was a good soldier; he followed his wife's every command. With a stride of his long legs, he scooped his son from the small bed into his wife's arms.

"Niannian, you can call Mama?" Si Rong was amazed. She had thought that the orange cat would be the first to learn to speak, but she hadn't expected her son to call 'Ma' first. She kissed his plump forehead several times, "Niannian is so good!"

Jiang Sinian:...

While gulping down his meal, he thought, there was no other way; he was just too hungry.

After feeding Jiang Sinian, Jiang Siyu also woke up.

After accompanying his wife to feed both children, Jiang Cheng finally got up to get dressed, "There is no training this morning, but I have to go on a business trip. Is there anything you want?"

Si Rong shook her head and asked with some reluctance, "Where are you going? How long will it take?"

"Two days, three days at most, and I'll be back. If you and Mom run into anything you can't solve, go find Dacheng, or go to the base and find the leadership."

Si Rong nodded; she knew that separation was something one had to endure as a military spouse, so she urged, "Then take care of your safety, we'll be waiting for you at home."

That afternoon, Jiang Cheng left Haidao, and Si Rong went to the pier with her mother-in-law to see him off.

On the way back, the daughter-in-law and mother-in-law walked arm in arm, looking like a pair of good friends.

Fang Ting was holding her child at the doorway basking in the sun, and seeing Si Rong, she said, "Wait a moment, I have something for you."

She took two small, clean wooden sticks out from the house with red strings tied to them, "This is Huajiao Wood, polished by Dacheng; I also had him make two for your Jiang Sinian and Jiang Siyu while he was at it."

During this period, perhaps because they were teething, the two little ones would gnaw on anything they saw.

Si Rong had been bitten so many times that she even wanted to wean them off breast milk.

"Then thank you, we really need these. Are there still Huajiao Wood trees on the island?" Si Rong asked, puzzled, as she took them.

Fang Ting laughed, "You don't cook so you wouldn't know, but behind the Maple Forest, Dacheng found quite a few of them!"

"Dacheng is truly capable!" Hu Qian praised.

That evening, the sea breeze picked up on Haidao again, and the autumn rain began to fall.

She had to go to school the next day, and Si Rong had intended to sleep early, but perhaps because she wasn't used to being separated from Jiang Cheng, she suffered from insomnia again.

The feeling of insomnia was very uncomfortable; the more she couldn't sleep, the more her mind wandered, and the more her mind wandered, the more she couldn't sleep—it was simply a vicious cycle.

She missed Jiang Cheng.

Getting up for work the next day, Si Rong felt a bit listless; she put on her rain boots, opened her umbrella, first went to the cafeteria to get food for her mother-in-law, ate a braised egg and drank two sips of millet porridge herself, and then set off for school.

Because she was a bit late, Si Rong chose to take a shortcut.

That was a wild bamboo grove, and when there was wind, one could hear a tremendous rustling sound.

Walking to the depths of the bamboo grove, she encountered Shen Lan, who was also holding an umbrella.

The path was very narrow, and Si Rong intended to go around from one side, but Shen Lan stood straight in the middle of the path, smiling, "Teacher Si, good morning."

"Good morning," Si Rong replied perfunctorily, but after greeting him, she saw that he still wouldn't move aside.

"I have some words I'd like to say to Teacher Si, regarding your past," Shen Lan said again, "It's raining today, so the students will arrive late; it won't take up much of Teacher Si's time."

Moreover, Jiang Cheng was not on Haidao today.

To him, it was truly a good opportunity to get close to Si Rong.