Gong Shiheng took the box back to the room, put it on the desk first, pulled up a chair and sat down.
He subconsciously wanted to open the box, but he felt panic rising in his heart.
Could it really be...
As soon as the idea came to his mind, he laughed to himself.
How stupid.
He took a deep breath and reached out to open the lid of the box.
It's not a small box, but there aren't many things inside.
He took them out one by one.
A piece of compressed biscuit, a handful of candy, a small box that looks like a jewelry box, and an envelope.
He quickly opened the envelope and found that there were seven pieces of paper inside, with a lot of writing on them.
——Tangyuan, my mission has been completed and I’m still alive. Hehe, that’s awesome.
There is also a little figure drawn next to it, listening to his belly, with a proud expression. The painter is better than the calligraphy.
puff.
He couldn't help but laugh out loud. Looking at the crooked words in the first line, he could immediately imagine her biting the tip of her pen while writing the letter.
Immediately afterwards, there was a narrative of more than two pages, telling him the excitement of the process.
There were a lot of omissions and corrections in it, probably because after I finished writing, I found that it involved content that I couldn't write, so I deleted it again.
——Jiang Xunzhi, that good-for-nothing, was injured in the end, so the task of leading new recruits fell on me again.
In this section, the tone is visibly depressed.
Gong Shiheng's smile deepened. He thought of her in front of her and touched her head to comfort her.
——Let me tell you, I am indeed the best. I haven’t trained for a long time and I am still the best. I didn’t get hurt at all, ah, no, my jaw was injured.
Miya Shiheng tensed up and his eyes fell on the word injured.
Looking further down, there is Xiao Sheng’s explanation.
——When I got off the helicopter, I kicked someone, but I didn’t kick him. He fell down and broke his skin.
——That bitch knew I was going to kick him, but he still dared to hide!
Gong Shiheng: "..."
He shook his head, feeling both distressed and amused.
I hit my chin, it must be quite painful, I don't know if it's gone.
——Tangyuan, I have made great achievements this time, I think I will be promoted.
——When I return to the imperial capital, I will retire from the front line and can serve in the army.
——From now on, I will be your backer and you can walk sideways.
Seeing this, Gong Shiheng felt mixed emotions in his heart, and his fingertips kept groping on the paper.
He temporarily put down the letter, his eyes fell on the small box, and he opened it carefully.
Sure enough, it was a military medal with a maple leaf stamped on it.
He picked up the maple leaf and found that it was actually a hollow little elephant. It was not Xiao Sheng. It seemed to be him, but it didn't quite look like it.
Lower your head and turn to the next page.
——Jiang Xunzhi is of some use, she can carve leaves, but she is bored when she is sick anyway, so I mercifully gave her something to do. It's a pity, I don't have your photo, and she didn't see it clearly that night.
You are not a good sculptor.
——Wait until next time. Next time she is hospitalized again, I will ask her to carve one for you.
Gong Shiheng laughed out loud.
The seven or eight page letter contains many trivial matters in life.
——How do you eat there? I eat very well here. I have stopped eating compressed biscuits recently. I guess you haven’t eaten them. I’ll send you one to try.
——Are you still taking medicine? It must be quite bitter. I sent you some candy.
——Has Song Xiang given birth? When can you return to the imperial capital?
…
The letter has reached the end. She had something to say at the beginning, but then she seemed to be talking nonsense.
I wrote the last paragraph, scrawled it, scrawled it and wrote it again.
Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind and wrote: I miss you very much, do you miss me?