The person on the bed groaned, bringing Gong Shiheng back from his thoughts. He stood up, walked to her side, covered her again with the quilt she had pulled away, and checked the temperature of the air conditioner before stopping.
There was an empty seat next to her, specially reserved for him.
He stood by the bed for a moment, then sat down by some strange mistake, but did not lie down, but just leaned against the head of the bed.
The people around him realized the familiar scent, moved closer to him, and rubbed their heads against the back of his hand.
There was a furry touch on the back of his hand, which made him startled for a moment. The rusty memory switch in his heart seemed to have been turned in an instant.
Since the "Oolong" incident that year, they had only seen each other again. To be precise, he had only seen her once.
About two years later, he went to the border again to visit an old general. He happened to meet the old general going to the troops to express his condolences, so he followed him.
In more than two years, the bluffing recruit became the ace of the ace company. Halfway across the training field, he was sitting in the car, but he could still hear everyone calling her name in the noise.
.
The old general lamented to him that she was a good young lady.
He remembered that the wind was very strong that day and the dust was flying. As soon as he got off the car, he was blinded by the wind and sand. He stood at a distance and watched the old general walk to the training ground. Everyone else was a little timid, but that one
The man came to the old general with a gun on his shoulder, raised his chin and said something.
From a distance, he couldn't see clearly, but he could imagine her expression at that time.
Probably, very proud.
It's a pity that the military area was under strict control, so he couldn't go up and talk to her.
In the next six or seven years, he deliberately increased the Gong family's donation ratio of border defense supplies, while providing priority jobs for veterans.
His parents strongly supported his move, and the word Xiao Sheng became a common but unfamiliar word.
My mother often mentioned it, especially every time he finished a donation project, she always asked him what he donated this time.
At first, Gong’s most donated items were cans.
Yes, all kinds of cans, weird cans.
Later, my mother said that she didn’t know if the female soldiers usually applied facial cream to protect their faces. The child was young and had been exposed to wind and rain, so she didn’t know what happened to her.
He only listened to one sentence, and the next time he made a donation project, he added another item to it.
Things sent to the border guard are strictly reviewed, and he went through a lot of procedures before he could only send in the simplest kind of old-fashioned cream.
Because he worked so diligently on the project, the old general praised him for his benevolence and contacted him often. He talked to him a few times.
——Others are good, but I have a prickly head, and I think your cream smells bad.
who?
——Who? You should remember, the girl who arrested you by mistake before.
He was stunned for a moment before he remembered, and asked casually: "What flavor does she want?"
——She? She doesn’t really care about this. It’d better smell like barbecue.
He smiled softly on the phone and secretly made a mental note that among the things he sent later, there was an extra piece of bacon that could be stored for a long time.
A long time passed, and when he was chatting with the old general again, he deliberately mentioned that name a few times, but the old general covered it up vaguely and only said that she was very good.
He knew in his heart that when a person's name was ambiguous, he was either sacrificed or became a secret.
Obviously, Xiao Sheng is the latter.
Later, he heard news about her again, followed by another person's name, Xia Ge.