During a time of over a month, taking advantage of the cold war with the family, Ronald Loman rarely took Annie Taylor abroad, catching up on trends, they went for a honeymoon, traveled through four or five countries, and never felt so happy before.
But as time went on, Annie Taylor could still see the occasional loneliness in his eyes.
She actually understood that men like him, who grew up in barracks from childhood to adulthood, prioritize the mission of the country and the honor of soldiers above all else. If he couldn't dedicate his life to the motherland, he would live his life in regret.
"Ronald Loman, let's go home," Annie Taylor said, leaning lightly on his shoulder by the seaside.
"Tired?"
"Yeah, we've been out for a month, how could I not be tired?"
"Already tired? You still have to give me a bunch of kids in the future."
"You're dreaming, you're getting more shameless."
