Chapter 1129 - 1101: Consciousness Clash, Powerless Comfort

Chapter 1129: Chapter 1101: Consciousness Clash, Powerless Comfort

The concerned inquiry on the phone, Qian did not hide the truth.

"It’s not me, it’s my husband... please tell me, what exactly happened to him tonight? His psychological condition is particularly bad right now. I asked him but he refuses to tell me. I’m really worried."

There was silence on the other end for several seconds, then a sigh.

"It seems there is indeed a problem. Just now, I specifically called to ask, the psychological intervention team said his test results were good, but I felt something was off. You figured it out yourself, since you already know, I won’t hide it from you."

Even without Qian being willing to act as free external support, the person on the other end is also worried about Yu Minglang. He read Minglang’s profile and knows Minglang previously trained with Balan, deeply understanding Minglang’s current feelings.

Yu Minglang’s assistance this time was entirely in a personal capacity, yet he reduced a lot of trouble in various aspects. Let’s say, Minglang helping is a kindness, not helping is his duty. Of course, these people do not want Minglang to face any danger, and Qian bringing it up herself also alleviated a major concern of his.

"Balan brought people to try to snatch what needed protection, and he even injured many of our people. One seized the moment and intervened. Even though one did not injure the opponent critically, after the opponent’s mission failed, he took his own life."

"So it really is like that..." Qian closed her eyes in despair.

Though she was not present at the scene, the moment she closed her eyes, the scene appeared as if before her.

This scene must be deeply etched in his heart. That’s why he seemed so distraught.

"These two used to be friends. Emotionally, there’s no way one can accept this. Take good care of him, and let me know if you need my cooperation. One’s performance this time was exceptional, avoiding many unnecessary losses. He helped in a personal capacity, reducing casualties on our side."

"I’ll call you for any follow-up needs."

Qian hung up the phone, deeply confused, thinking about what Yu Minglang had said earlier.

Despite Xiaoqiang always acting playfully around her, not many people outside catch his eye. Men like Xiaoqiang who excel in everything and stand above others find it hard to genuinely embrace some friends.

She remembers clearly how Yu Minglang used to happily talk about his experiences with Balan.

During their time in the training camp, they often competed against each other, with Balan always being slightly faster than Minglang in shooting moving targets. Qian never thought Balan’s only loss to Xiaoqiang would result in losing his life.

Qian was deeply worried, having been concerned all night, and something did happen!

Though Yu Minglang was not physically hurt, that’s only tangible; psychologically, he’s been massively impacted, witnessing an old friend die in front of him. What kind of feeling is that!

She wanted to tell Xiaoqiang that since Balan chose this path, he should have foreseen today’s consequence. Even without Xiaoqiang, he would face repercussions, deservedly so. But Qian also knew saying that kind of philosophical platitude after the fact offers no help to Minglang.

Her own mind was equally restless.

What if the most feared situation happens! If Xiaoqiang is upset, her current level simply can’t help him! What will she do except say useless words!

While Qian was anxiously fretting, Yu Minglang came out.

Qian hurried over to him to dry his hair, and Yu Minglang just sat there, eyes glazed over.

"We are married, and should communicate issues promptly. If you have issues you should tell me, I will try to help you."

He looked at her woodenly, making Qian’s heart ache.

"Don’t blame me for meddling, I’m very worried about your current state. This family is an entirety, if you’re unstable, I also worry. Don’t let me worry about you, please?"

Though Qian usually bullies him, at this moment, he’s as vulnerable as a child, and she unconditionally bears everything for him, such is a husband and wife.

"I’m not blaming you; I just don’t know what to say to you now." Yu Minglang’s mind was blank.

"You don’t need to force yourself to think, just tell me your current feelings."

"Current feelings... I feel like I shouldn’t be sad. I have my mission, I protected the vaccine."

These were his thoughts at the moment, including when the psychological intervention team asked him, this was his answer.

The more he said this, the more it pained Qian.

His consciousness was starting to clash with his instincts!

Yu Minglang was exposed to the family’s loyalty to the nation and mission education while still in his mother’s womb, absorbed over many years, his worldview is deeply embedded.

Balan stood on the opposite side of him, his mission was to capture Balan, this is his duty. He had similar experiences before, but previously the bad guys he killed were strangers without emotional ties, this time was different.

A person he knew well sparked a situation because of him, though Minglang knew he did nothing wrong, the impact was enormous.

Qian grew anxious, quickly reaching out to pat him, trying to comfort him, but at the moment, any words seemed so pale and powerless.

"I’m fine, just let me be alone for a while." Yu Minglang pushed her away, that’s a man, a man who won’t let others see his wounds.

"Then I’ll go out first, you lay down and rest for a while, call me if you need anything."

Qian turned back every few steps.

"What’s there for me to need." He pulled the corners of his mouth, trying hard to give her a smile.

This pained Qian, her eyes turned red as she stepped out.

That smile was worse than no smile, so heart-wrenching, heavier than crying.

From a woman’s perspective, Qian actually wanted to hug him and cry, but doing so would be utterly unhelpful to his emotions, despite Xiaoqiang’s outward playful, thick-skinned nature, this issue pertains to a man’s dignity, such actions provide him no help.

Qian stifled the tears of pain for him, took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

Walking alongside each other over time, she had encountered so many things, each time he was like a giant protective umbrella, encapsulating her securely within, this may be the biggest hurdle Minglang has faced yet, Qian must stand strong for him.

On the bay window, the broken-toothed wooden comb still lay there.

A few days ago, Balan personally handed this wooden comb to Minglang, saying it was a meeting gift for his sister-in-law.

A few days later, Minglang personally saw Balan off on his journey, from an obligation standpoint Minglang has no guilt about his mission, but internally, the pain of ending a friend’s life is something no normal person can endure, he cut off Balan’s escape hope with his own hands, Balan’s suicide shattered Minglang’s heart.

Just thinking about it grieved Qian, knowing how deeply affectionate Xiaoqiang would not forgive himself when encountering such a situation. His heart and mission were at odds, if this inner wound is not healed it is unimaginable the impact it will have on him.