"Come back to class, you have too much homework. I will work hard these days to make up for you." Wu Xinyu smiled.

Lu Jiuchen returned to his seat, and his books were all on the table and no one had touched them.

......

Xia Kingdom, Southeast City.

Huafang Group.

Zhang Xin, wearing a president's uniform, was sitting in the office in the office, her eyes were red, and she was no longer able to handle the mountains of documents piled up on the table.

Time has come to the ninth day after talking to Condor Heroes.

Since Cao Meng ordered the blockade of news after Song Ziqing's appearance, no news came from Helson.

Zhang Xin, who had not closed her eyes for several days and nights, felt that she had lost the most precious thing in her life.

She had hardly said anything in the past few days.

Only she knows that when she really loses, she knows how to cherish it.

"President, you haven't been back for several days. I'll deal with the matter here. Can you go back and take a rest quickly?" The female assistant stood in front of Zhang Xin. This was her tenth time urging her.

Zhang Xin didn't say anything.

Everyone in the entire company knew that Zhang Xin's brother died in the Helsen rainforest.

She doesn't want to go back.

"Can't go back." Zhang Xin replied.

"Why?"

She raised her head and took a deep breath: "I'm afraid that after I go back, I will be unable to control myself."

Perhaps only she could experience the grief of losing.

The female assistant sighed. She was about to persuade her for a few more words when a phone call came to the guard room.

The female assistant immediately walked over and answered: "Hey, the president's office. What did you say? Hurry up and let him in, hurry up and..."

After hanging up the phone, the female assistant smiled and left Zhang Xin's office.

Zhang Xin endured the headache and began to process the documents on the table, and kept slapping his forehead.

Just as she was handling the documents seriously, Zhang Xin noticed that someone appeared outside the office.

She raised her head in confusion, and the next moment, Zhang Xin seemed to have lost her soul, and her mind was blank.

Outside the office, there was a young man in military uniform standing. He was wearing bandages on his head, thighs, arms, and two crutches in his hand, looking at him quietly.

"Brother?" Zhang Xin said softly. She thought she was dreaming and pinched herself hard.

It hurts a lot.

Isn't this a dream?

Zhang Xin was on the spot, not knowing how long it had passed, but at this moment she rushed out of the office like crazy and hugged the man hard.

Zhang Xin opened her mouth wide and cried out loudly without caring about her image.

She didn't know how to describe her mood, and her body was trembling violently.

"Are you still alive? Are you still alive?" Zhang Xin shouted several times.

Zhang Feng didn't say anything, and hugged Zhang Xin in his arms with one hand.

For a long time, Zhang Xin came out of his arms and looked at him with excitement on his face.

"Zhang Feng, talk, tell me, this is not a dream, this is not a dream." Zhang Xin cried.

"I was going to die, but Song Ziqing saved me. My leg was ruined and I couldn't recover. I might not be able to work anymore." Zhang Feng replied.

"It's okay, I will support you for the rest of my life." Zhang Xin looked at him and cried.

I support you. This sound contains too much.

After saying this, Zhang Xin hugged Zhang Feng again.

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