Xiao Sheng ran all the way back to the dormitory, kicked the door open, and drove away the military dog resting at her door. She packed everything before putting her things down.
It's such a big package and it smells delicious.
Different from the one she sent, the one sent by Gong Shiheng was obviously full.
Due to inspection, the original shell should have been damaged, and the outer box is unique to the military region.
She used scissors to cut it open, and as soon as she opened it, the contents spilled out.
The thing fell out and happened to fall on her lap.
It's dried flowers, and there's a note.
——Shengsheng, I saw a kind of flower on the island today, it seems to be called Arabina. I wonder if you have seen it.11.12
The small blue flower is placed in the palm of the hand, only the size of the fingernail of the little finger.
Xiao Sheng carefully picked it up and put it aside, then put the note away.
She carefully took out the contents bit by bit, and then she realized why there were so many.
Because this is Gong Shiheng's diary.
——Shengsheng, after returning home, I should be able to raise Maodan. I raised Song Xiang’s little wolf very well. He has become fat recently. 10.09
——Shengsheng, can you see stars where you are? The night sky here tonight is beautiful and the stars are very bright.11.02
——Shengsheng, I had a checkup today and found that the congestion in my brain has dispersed, so I don’t need a second surgery. If you are by my side, we can celebrate together. 11.29
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And so on, each note has only one or two sentences, but it is always accompanied by a small object, sometimes a small flower, sometimes a photo.
Across a distance that neither of them could perceive, he and she shared every moment of the past three months.
Xiao Sheng put the sticky notes one by one and arranged them according to the date. He found an unused lunch box and put it away like a baby.
As well as the pile of photos and small objects, she looked at them one by one for a long time.
Finally, there is a letter.
She carefully took out the letter, counted the papers, and found that there were only three pages.
"Tangyuan is so stingy."
She sent out seven pages.
It's like someone who is passionately in love making a voice call, and by the end, they just start to hang up.
She lay on the letter, a little reluctant to read it, thinking that if she read it later, she would be happy for a while longer.
After covering it for a while, she quietly removed a finger and read a line as she thought.
——Shengsheng, is your chin injury healed? Have you applied any medicine? Have you started training new recruits?
When Gong Shiheng started asking questions, she accidentally saw the second line.
Why.
Forget it, let's read a few more lines.
Gong Shiheng's three-page paper has almost the same content as her seven-page paper, for no other reason than Gong Shiheng's handwriting was flawless and neat. Unlike her handwriting, which looked like it had been gnawed by a dog, it was written crookedly and naturally.
It also takes up space.
Xiao Sheng felt that glutinous rice balls were so powerful that they could be framed and displayed.
"After wiping it off, you still write like a Tang monk. You are really hopeless."
She muttered, then looked down.
Gong Shiheng recounted the past few months, not mentioning any major illnesses or minor pains after the surgery. All he told her were interesting things, as if he just went on vacation.
When Xiao Sheng grew up, it was the first time that he could not read things at a glance, so he had to dig out all the words and study them one by one.
——Shengsheng, Song Xiang gave birth to a boy.
Xiao Sheng quickly looked through the photos, and there seemed to be a photo.
She found it quickly. She held the letter in one hand and looked at the photo in the other.