Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2905 - 2841: Tyrant Meng, Where Is Your Shame?

Although after getting through, they can’t chat for too long.

"Hello?" Little picked up the phone, her voice a bit trembling.

"Little, my wife?"

Meng Xinian’s voice came through, sounding a bit distant and unclear.

But as soon as Little heard his voice, her eyes instantly reddened.

She always thought she was strong, and now her heart is cold, not changing expression even when witnessing death, but strangely, only in front of Meng Xinian does she feel this vulnerable like a little girl.

"Tyrant Meng!"

"Crying?" Meng Xinian immediately detected a hint of distress in her voice.

"Where? I’m not crying." Little tightened up, glancing over at Yang Zhiqi.

Yang Zhiqi stood up, gestured to her, and then walked out, closing the door.

Was he implying they could only talk for five minutes?

Nevertheless, those five minutes are precious enough for Little.

She glanced at the clock.

"I can only talk to you for five minutes, can’t stay on the phone too long." Meng Xinian coincidentally said the same thing.

"Hmm, okay."

"Just that?" Meng Xinian, listening to her voice, couldn’t help wanting to go right to her side and pull her into his arms. But unfortunately, the Thousand Mile Talisman Diagram couldn’t be used over such a long distance, and their current location wasn’t suitable. "I miss you, Little, miss you terribly, miss you so much I can’t sleep at night."

Little bit her lower lip, feeling a bit annoyed.

"How can you not sleep? If you don’t get good rest, how will you have the spirit for the next day? How will you fight then?"

Meng Xinian heard her say this and couldn’t help but laugh.

This silly Little, seems like she cares about him this much.

"Don’t worry, I’m in great health, and even if I sleep just one or two hours, that’s enough energy."

"Bragging, after two months of this, how good can your spirit be?" Little quickly asked, "Have you gotten hurt? Are you okay?"

"I’m fine, I’m fine, not injured. Sometimes stray bullets just graze me a bit, but it’s no big deal. You know, I recover quickly."

"When are you coming back?" Obviously, this was what Little wanted to know most.

"Soon," upon saying this, Meng Xinian got excited, "Ke Ku Li’s officials are preparing to sit down and negotiate with the rebels."

He said this quickly.

Little immediately understood his implication, perhaps this news wasn’t suitable to say, so he said just this quickly, maybe there were Ke Ku Li people listening to him on the call.

"Brother Xinian, is there someone beside you?"

"Hmm, yes, they’re watching me while I make the call."

"Do they understand Chinese?"

"If I speak slowly, they can understand some."

"Then you said those things just now..." Little’s face turned a bit red. Saying he misses her so much that he can’t sleep, in front of those people?

"What’s wrong with that," Meng Xinian chuckled softly, "I really miss you, want to kiss you, want to hug you, want to sleep holding you..."

"Meng Xinian!"

Little couldn’t help but call out.

Can such things really be said casually? Wouldn’t others laugh at him if they heard?

Where’s your face?

She heard laughter from the other end of the phone.

"Everyone is like this, they’re more open than us, saying when they get home, even on the street, they would hug and kiss their wife."

Everyone lives day by day under the possibility of sacrifice, perhaps these are ways to release pressure.