Di Mingchen fell silent.
Di Mingzhe continued, "In the past, there was a man in Qi Country who worried all day long that the sky would collapse, the earth would sink, and the sun and moon would fall. He was anxious day and night and couldn’t eat or sleep well. Do you think it’s worth worrying about sothing that hasn’t happened yet, is unpredictable, or doesn’t even exist at all?"
"I’m not that kind of person," Di Mingchen retorted.
"I think you are." Di Mingzhe was very direct, "If you only feel you can’t always accompany Nangong Ran because of work, that’s understandable. But worrying about dying in the line of duty is a bit absurd. Life and death have their own destinies. According to your logic, it’s not just you who should worry, all of us should.
Everyone should be concerned about whether I’ll choke to death while eating, drown while drinking, or get hit by a car while walking on the street. What would happen to my wife and children if I died?"
"You know I don’t an it that way," Di Mingchen replied, "It’s not as serious as you say."
"Then that’s it, isn’t it? Since even you think these concerns are groundless, why bind yourself this way? Is it possible to never marry for a lifeti?" Di Mingzhe urged earnestly, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate. Even if your job has unpredictable dangers, when danger cos, we have to find a way. Have you heard of the will to survive? Love is also a desire that drives people to survive desperately."
After hearing Di Mingzhe’s words, Di Mingchen fell completely silent, not speaking for quite so ti.
Di Mingzhe took a deep breath and said, "After the parade, take a good rest. Delegate things to your subordinates. You’re not getting any younger, and it’s ti to let your n grow. For now, relax for a while."
"There’s still so much after the parade..."
"Not everything can be handled by you alone," Di Mingzhe interrupted him, "This is an order, just execute it."
Di Mingzhe hung up the phone after saying this, not bothering to argue with him anymore.
Di Mingchen fell into contemplation. It has to be said, Di Mingzhe’s words had quite an impact on him.
Perhaps he is a bit of a worrywart?
Not perhaps, he probably is.
While pondering, the phone suddenly rang again. When Di Mingchen picked it up, he realized it was Nangong Ran calling him.
The corners of his lips unconsciously curled up, seeming to instantly brighten his mood.
"Hello." He answered the call, his voice low but there was a hint of pleasure in it.
On the other end of the line, Nangong Ran seed to be in an even better mood, chuckling, "Commander Di, did you call earlier? I was just driving and couldn’t answer. What’s up?"
Her "What’s up?" seed to be asked sowhat cautiously.
The corners of Di Mingchen’s lips curled up even more, unable to resist teasing her, "Nangong Little Lord, having quite a fun ti today, huh?"
Nangong Ran: "..."
"Ah, what, what did you say?"
"Hello, can you hear ?"
"Darn, what kind of lousy signal is this!"
"What did you say? Say it again?"
"Hey, hey, hey, damn, there’s no signal!"
Then the phone emitted a series of beeps, and Di Mingchen was stunned holding the phone. This little scher is too much!
Forget it, ignore her, I’ll deal with it after finishing with this phase.
After hanging up on Di Mingchen, Nangong Ran patted her chest, decisively giving herself one hundred and twenty likes, thinking, Nangong Little Lord, you’re so damn clever!
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