Before dawn.
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Listening to the slightly tired voice on the other end of the receiver, Chuxia sighed silently. She decided not to tell him about Xu Shuxian's issues—he was already tired and troubled enough. She must not add to his worries at this time.
Even if Xu Shuxian might hate her because of this, she didn't care.
During these marching days, Zhou Mikang constantly thought about his young wife. He saw clearly the sadness she hid beneath her smile during their parting, making it hard for him to be at ease.
Finally, when he got a break, the first thing he did was run to the communication room to call his wife, inquiring about her health. He knew well that his young wife was sensible, and when he asked, she would surely report the good and not the bad.
However, as a top soldier, just from her voice alone, he could judge her mood and physical condition. Over the phone, people typically do not hide such things.
