He got a bowl of porridge and walked over to the bed sitting beside Zhao Bao who was frowning lightly but his forehead was forming creases.
"What's the matter?" Hong Feng inquired as he dipped the tablespoon into the soup fetching some and stretched his hand to feed him as he warmly smiled at him.
"Nothing.." he mumbled lightly as he opened his mouth, he trusted him but sometimes he would doubt himself and feel not worthy of him, did he ever regret marrying him? Did he ever regret leaving his military job? These questions always puzzled him.
"Why are you frowning then? Anything troubling you?" Hong Feng gazed at his calm face and wondered what he was thinking about. They might have been married for more than ten years but still, he doesn't understand him that deeply.
"Just missing home.." Zhao Bao mumbled as he drank the soup calming himself, he was never a person of negativity but he couldn't avoid feeling so.