"Captain Lu, was that your wife?" A comrade sitting next to him asked curiously after Lu Xingzhi ended his phone call. "I can see she cares a lot about you."
There was obviously envy in his tone. After all, many soldiers in the platoon were still bachelors.
There were also quite a few married men in the platoon but their wives were not with them but back home instead. Truthfully, the relationship between these husbands and wives was cordial at best, as the long-distance was not helpful in nurturing a loving relationship.
Yet, any man would want a tender and loving wife, someone who cared for them deeply.
Lu Xingzhi acknowledged with a soft "Hm". But he sat there cross-legged and curled his lips into a smile, obviously feeling pleased with himself.
She was his wife, if it were not him, who else?
If it were not forbidden, she would have personally followed him to the selection process.