Chapter 52

The moonlight covered Qingyang City like a light veil, enveloping the Zhao residence. In He Ping's small courtyard, he stood alone by the pond, looking up at the full moon that was not much different from the one in his original world. His heart was filled with longing. At this moment, he was no longer wearing the camouflage uniform he had worn for the past few days, but the pajamas he had been wearing when he first arrived in this world. As he looked at the pajamas, his expression gradually softened.

The material and craftsmanship of these pajamas were of the highest quality. He Ping remembered very clearly that his mother, Yin Xiulan, had bought them from the largest clothing mall in Qingshan City, and they were extremely expensive, a famous foreign brand. But it was worth it. The reason He Ping remembered so clearly was simple: these pajamas were the last expensive brand he had owned in his previous life. After that, a major change occurred in his family, and until his rebirth, the clothes his family wore were of the level of street market goods.

After his rebirth, He Ping rarely wore this set of clothes. He usually just wore a camouflage uniform. This set of clothes meant a lot to him, and he had to wear it when he went home to avoid arousing his parents' suspicions. Therefore, he could not let this set of clothes get dirty or torn. Indeed, he had to wear this set of clothes when he went home, and now that he was already wearing it, it meant he was preparing to go home!

"Brother He Ping!" Wearing a thin gauze dress, her hair loose, and still half-asleep, Zhao Xiaoyue appeared at the door of He Ping's courtyard. Seeing He Ping standing in the courtyard, looking up at the moon, she was clearly a bit surprised: "Why aren't you sleeping yet? It's so late."

"Xiaoyue." He Ping turned his head, raised his hand, and beckoned her over. After patting her hair, he said, "I should be the one asking you that. What's wrong? Can't you sleep?"

"Um." Zhao Xiaoyue nodded and said, "I don't know why, but I feel like something is going to happen tonight, and I can't fall asleep. So I came here to see. Brother He Ping, the clothes you're wearing... Are you... Are you leaving? Are you going home?"

Zhao Xiaoyue was very sensitive. He Ping had not mentioned anything about leaving during the day, but she still sensed something. That's why she couldn't sleep and came to He Ping's courtyard. Now, just by seeing He Ping's expression and the different clothes he was wearing, she had already guessed his intentions.

"Yes." He Ping raised his head again, looking at the moon and said, "I'm leaving. I've been away from home for too long, and my parents are still waiting for me to return."

"Brother He Ping!" Hearing He Ping's definite answer, Zhao Xiaoyue, who still harbored a glimmer of hope, immediately threw herself into He Ping's arms. Her eyes filled with tears, and she said with a choked voice, "Brother He Ping, you... I... you must return safely."

He Ping affectionately stroked Zhao Xiaoyue's hair, feeling very gratified. Clearly, Zhao Xiaoyue had initially wanted to say, "Don't go" or "I don't want you to go," but she was a kind girl who understood the importance of home and family to He Ping. She knew that saying such things would be unreasonable and selfish, so she changed her words to wishing He Ping a safe return.

"Don't worry." He Ping said softly, "My hometown is very far away, so far that even General Zhao and General Wenfang find it hard to reach, but if I want to come see you in the future, it will still be convenient. This time, I'm going home to handle some family matters. Once those are taken care of, I will definitely come back to see you."

"Really?"

"Really, I promise. I will come back to see you as soon as possible. After all, this place is also like a second home to me, so don't cry. Crying will make your eyes red and you won't look pretty."

"Okay, I will be good and wait for Brother He Ping to come back, so Brother He Ping must come back quickly."

"Don't worry, I will come back as soon as possible. Even if I still need to go home in the future, I will often come back to see you, General Zhao, and Aunt Zhao. Oh, by the way, if possible, keep this small courtyard. I might come back at any time, and if I come to see you, I will definitely come to this courtyard first."

"Okay, I will make sure to tell Mother." Zhao Xiaoyue blinked her big eyes and said firmly, "This place will always be Brother He Ping's home."

"Before I leave, let me give you a small gift." He Ping seemed to remember something and waved his hand. A beautifully crafted miniature crossbow appeared in his hand. The people of the Military World had a high aptitude for using weapons. Despite her young age, Zhao Xiaoyue could handle a bow and crossbow, but the ones used by adults were too large for her to use alone. Therefore, He Ping prepared this miniature crossbow, which was only the size of an adult's palm.

Zhao Xiaoyue, being a child, was quickly drawn to the miniature crossbow. Her talent was good, and she quickly learned how to cock the crossbow, load the bolts, and aim and shoot. Although the range was limited due to its size, it still had considerable lethality within ten meters. Within five meters, it could penetrate a cotton coat, and in close combat, it could be lethal if aimed at vital areas. If special poison-tipped bolts were used, the effect would be even better.

Although he understood that Zhao Xiaoyue would generally not be in danger, it was better to be safe than sorry. If something unexpected happened, it would be too late to regret it. This miniature crossbow could be hidden in a wide sleeve without being noticed, and if something unexpected happened, Zhao Xiaoyue would have some means of self-defense.

"Um... Ah~" After playing with the miniature crossbow for a while and talking to He Ping for a bit, Zhao Xiaoyue couldn't help but yawn. It was no wonder; even adults would be asleep at this hour, let alone a child. She had only been unable to sleep because of a premonition. Now that He Ping had given her his assurance and she had put her worries to rest, she finally felt sleepy.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep." In He Ping's arms, under his gentle stroking, Zhao Xiaoyue closed her eyes completely. Hearing her regular breathing, He Ping smiled softly. He reached down to her legs, picked her up horizontally, and carried her back to her own bed without anyone noticing. He stroked her hair and covered her with the blanket before turning and walking out without looking back.

[PS: This is the first update today! By the way, in yesterday's third update, a part was automatically censored. The term there was "military. pistol," which can be typed separately but not together.]

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