Rebirth in the 70s: A rough man’s husband pinches his waist and dotes on him

Gu Juncheng's life has never been so passive.

He has always been the one who has everything firmly under control, whether it is life or career. When there are difficulties, he will find ways to solve them, and when there are challenges, he will face them head-on. As for rescue, he is the only one who rescues others and has never thought that there will be a time when he is helpless and has to wait for rescue.

But in this situation, he clearly realized that the best way was to do nothing.

At present, they still have such a small gap to survive. If they move rashly and destroy the balance of force between the stones, the whole thing will collapse and there will be no gap at all. They will be buried alive...

He shuddered at the thought—not because he was afraid of death.

It’s not that he hasn’t died before, he just can’t bear to do so.

He lowered his head and put his face against Lin Qingping. Her warm body temperature made him feel at ease.

"Lin Qingping." He called her in a low voice, his voice as steady and calm as ever, "I won't move either. I'll rest with you and conserve your energy. Let's wait for rescue together."

"Hmm..." Lin Qingping knew that he was not trying to conserve his energy because he knew there was no other way.

Then, let's wait together...

But this wait is too long.

In the darkness, I couldn't see the change of day and night, nor could I tell how much time had passed.

Lin Qingping tried for a few seconds.

Count one second at a time, 60 seconds make a minute, 60 minutes make an hour.

But as I kept counting, I forgot how many minutes I had counted before I came here. Moreover, I could clearly feel that every second and every minute was so long, which made the waiting time even more uncomfortable.

She even felt that it was longer than the time she had been waiting for surgery.

Because the time to go to the operating room is a clear one, but the end of the wait at this moment has no answer. Maybe tomorrow, maybe... you will never wait.

Gradually, she began to feel cold.

Even though Gu Juncheng was holding her, she still felt cold.

In such an environment, "cold" is not a good sign.

"Lin Qingping."

She heard Gu Juncheng calling her.

"Hmm?" The entanglement between her and him made her confused and disoriented before she entered the operating room. After coming out of the operation, her mind became clear. However, all her energy was used to take care of her body, and the two of them had never had an in-depth conversation.

"What are you thinking?"

His low guttural voice vibrated in her ears, shaking her eardrums. The breath he exhaled was hot, which made her feel a little relieved. At times like this, having a warm, living person by her side always made her feel less desperate.

"What about you? What are you thinking about?" Lin Qingping, who had just failed to count for a few seconds, asked him.

"I'm... thinking about Palm Pearl." He whispered, "From the moment she was born, she seemed to be only the size of my palm. I think about her changes every day, and what she will look like when she grows up..."

"How can it be that small?" Lin Qingping frowned, "Zhangzhu was 50 centimeters when he was born!"

Gu Juncheng smiled slightly and said nothing more.

Lin Qingping's thoughts were filled with the palm beads.

Following his words, she recalled every detail of the little one, starting from the first day of her birth. It seemed that the despairing darkness was no longer unbearable, and time was no longer so difficult to endure.

Just as he said, the palm bead is changing and growing every day. Many warm and sweet memories fill this small space and drive away the despair.

However, the waiting time is too long.

Lin Qingping's body had just undergone surgery and was having a hard time enduring. The image of the palm bead in his mind became increasingly blurry.

If she hadn't been supported by the thought of the Palm Pearl, she would have died long ago. But even with the memories of the Palm Pearl warming her, she could only hold on for a little longer.

When Gu Juncheng felt her hands getting colder, he would gently call her to wake her up, and then tell her about Zhangzhu's interesting stories, or discuss with her what it would be like for Zhangzhu to go to elementary school, whether she would cry when she carried her little schoolbag to school, or think further ahead, what kind of job would she have when she grew up, and what kind of boy would she like?

Lin Qingping would wake up from her trance, discuss with him for a few words, and then imagine according to his words, and she would be able to hold on for a while.

But she didn't know how long she could hold on, and slowly, she would fall into confusion and chaos again.

Gu Juncheng would call her again, not allowing her to sleep, and asking her to talk to him.

"Lin Qingping, you can't sleep! Do you hear me? You must not sleep! We are going home soon, and Zhangzhu is waiting for us at home! We will see Zhangzhu soon!" Gu Juncheng shouted at her.

At first he shouted, then he patted her face, gently at first, then hard, just to wake her up.

Repeating this over and over again is an attempt to persist with all one's strength, to hold on to the possibility of survival.

However, the effectiveness of this method is also limited, because the human body has its limits...

At first, Lin Qingping could still answer a few words along with his words, but later, he could no longer speak. His throat was so dry that he could only listen. Later, even his voice became hazy and vague, as if he was speaking in the clouds...

Lin Qingping had undergone a major operation and was already extremely weak. She was also held hostage all the way, which caused her to lose a lot of energy. She relied on her strong willpower to hold on until Gu Juncheng came to rescue her. Unexpectedly, she was buried in this collapsed cave. She didn't know how much time had passed. She had nothing to eat or drink. She just felt groggy and her head was buzzing, but her consciousness seemed to be floating. She really couldn't hold on any longer...

She licked her lips and wanted to talk to Gu Juncheng. She wanted to tell him that she might not be able to make it anymore and asked him to take good care of her...

However, there was only a dry and hoarse sound, and I could only feel my lips and tongue were dry. My lips were so dry that they stuck to my tongue. There was no sense of moisture from saliva at all, and my throat was dry and painful.

"Lin Qingping..." Gu Juncheng called her very loudly.

But what he heard was the sound of a blade scraping his throat.

Because of his profession, he knows his body and physical fitness very well.

He knew very well how long he could last without food or water. He was seriously injured now, and he also knew that the time he could last would be greatly reduced. He knew it even more clearly.

He touched Lin Qingping's face and found a layer of blood scab on it. He knew it was not Lin Qingping's, but his...

"Lin Qingping..." He called her again, groping her face and facial features, and found her lips.

Lin Qingping's consciousness was already blurred, and she couldn't even hear him calling her. In the chaos, a hot, salty liquid flowed into her mouth.

Following her human instinct of hunger, she took a deep breath.

Then, more liquid poured into the mouth...