Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 229: Chapter 226: The Pain She Felt for Everything That Happened That Year

I had one.

Those two ethereal words were spoken so lightly.

For a moment, it felt like something heavy smashed into her heart.

He had a disability certificate.

Wen Xian just looked at him, their eyes locked, and even without another word spoken, it seemed as though a thousand words were conveyed in that silence.

Wen Xian suddenly tasted a bitterness on her tongue, but when she spoke again, she let out a light laugh and said to him:

“Lu Xiao, you really keep things hidden. I would have never imagined, my boyfriend has physical issues, and it’s another woman who tells me.”

As these words fell, his body seemed to stiffen even more.

Both of his hands seemed to clench slightly, his gaze fixed on her.

Wen Xian casually continued with a laugh, “Why didn’t you tell me about this? What’s the matter, afraid I would despise you? Or afraid your beautiful and charming girlfriend would run away?”

Lu Xiao: “…”

At this, she looked up at him, “Well, speak up. What kind of disability do you have? Did you get it during your time in the military?”

Using the word ‘disability’ over and over, she didn’t mince her words or hold back at all.

It appeared she wasn’t afraid to hit a nerve in his heart.

She stared at him, her eyes clear and softly bright–there was no pity, no sorrow, apparently, nothing at all.

As if, whether he was disabled or not, it was utterly insignificant, something that doesn’t matter at all, no different from any other mundane thing.

Lu Xiao’s lips pressed tightly together: “…”

His dark eyes seemed even more unfathomable, making it difficult to perceive his thoughts at that moment.

“Come on, speak. Why the silence? Can’t face me after being called out directly?”

As she spoke, her delicate fingers prodded his sturdy chest. She lowered her gaze, peeking at something before muttering:

“Is it necessary? It’s not like the key part is missing. Why behave like this, as if it’s such a big deal.”

Her tone was extremely casual.

As if it truly wasn’t a big deal.

But Wen Xian knew very well; how could it not be a big deal? She was very clear that having a disability certificate for a special forces soldier meant what?

It meant you can no longer carry out missions, you can no longer fight alongside your teammates.

Especially in a top-tier special forces unit.

Without a doubt, this must have turned into a deep, untouchable knot in Lu Xiao’s heart.

What he had devoted his life to, what he had fearlessly protected, all came to an abrupt halt at some perilous moment in the past.

And now.

If she didn’t pretend to be carefree and unbothered, should she show full-blown sympathy, with tears streaming down to express the deep pain and suppression in her heart?

The last thing a person with a physical disability wants is others’ pity.

That is more lethal than anything.

They wish to be treated no different from anyone else.

So, even if her heart was aching and oppressed, she would not let him see it.

“Hey, Lu Xiao, are you going to dilly-dally, this–”

This time, the finger she stretched out to prod him was suddenly grasped by his hand.

Wen Xian paused.

The noon sun gradually moved westward, elongating their shadows further.

The wind in Qinghai was usually strong, but at that moment it seemed to slow down, causing strands of hair by her ear to flutter softly.

She saw his lips part slightly, looking at her he spoke softly:

“Three years ago, an operation to capture drug traffickers in the Golden Triangle went awry, and an explosion occurred.

After the battle, the doctor examined me and found a problem with my hearing, one ear had developed blast-induced deafness due to a ruptured basilar membrane, I can’t hear sounds anymore.”