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Chapter Forty-Nine

When we arrived at Mi Lan's office, she was still busy. When she saw me coming, she immediately put down her work and poured me a cup of tea.

I took the teacup lazily. For a moment, I didn't know what to say. "Captain..."

"It's just you and me here, you can go as usual."

"usually……"

"I'm waiting for you. I know you will definitely come to me tonight."

Looking at her determined expression, I realized that I didn't know her very well. "You know me very well."

"Of course. Because you are my daughter. I still remember you when you were a child..."

I quickly interrupted her "Mom..."

I felt Mi Lan's body tense up at this moment, she was nervous, or in other words, she was suffering a kind of psychological torture.

"Mom..., I..."

"Xiaomi, do you regret it?"

"Yes, I regret it. I regret not spending time with you properly. Zuo Lun is right. Although you and I meet every day in the army, I have never spent time with you properly. And Lao Tang."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little cold, as if even the air was cold.

"Xiaomi, forgive me, I have to do this. Only you..."

I interrupted her again, "Mom... I have stopped blaming you for a long time. The moment you took the bullet for me, I realized that I had never blamed you, it was just to make a bet with you.

Tone. Mom, do you remember what I said? I am the replica of you when you were young."

"Yes, not only do you look very similar to me, but you also have the same personality. Xiaomi, I have never been like this before. I hope you are not a soldier." Mi Lan's eyes were slightly red. She has always been strong and strong.

She is never easily moved, let alone shed tears. But, for me, she shed tears again and again. In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is right. If a mother's tears are not shed for her daughter, who should she shed them for?

"Mom, don't be like this. You know, I have always been blessed with great fortune. Last time I was in a coma for 28 days and I didn't die. So..."

"Millet……"

"Mom, why are you making your mood so sad? I'm a little uncomfortable with it! Mom, you haven't told me a story since I was a child! Just tell me one!" I looked at Mi with a smile.

Lan, try your best to ease the tense atmosphere.

"I, I don't know how to tell stories..." Facing my request, Mi Lan felt a little embarrassed.

"No way! Are you kidding! You can't tell stories! Then what do you know?!"

"It seems...you can do everything I know."

"Did you make a mistake? Don't tell me that in addition to training and performing tasks, your life consists of fighting, swimming, and breaking doors!"

"Yeah, don't you know these too? Isn't it strange?"

"Then you can't sing, coax children, etc.?" Looking at Mi Lan shaking her head, I continued to ask, "What about hip-hop parkour? Forget it, you have been in the army all year round, I guess you have never heard of it.

, I’ll teach you when I come back!”

Milan's body collapsed again, and I realized that maybe I said something again that stimulated the softest part of Milan's heart.

"I discovered that you were really born for the army." I changed the subject.

"Yeah……"

That night, I made Mi Lan's eyes red many times. I tried my best to say some happy words to ease her sadness. I knew that I was sorry for her, she only had a daughter like me.

Gale, this is my thirty-eighth letter to you.

Dafeng, maybe I won't be able to write to you for a while. I miss you very much, you know? I'm sorry for Lao Tang, I'm sorry for Mi Lan, and I'm even more sorry for Zuo Lun. Because I haven't had time to love him properly. I haven't had time to be nice to him.

, I didn’t have time to tell him that I like him, I love him. I have been in love with him since I joined Red Eagle.

Da Feng, I'm sorry for you too. Maybe I can't continue to take care of your parents.

Dafeng, do you know? I feel that at this moment, I have really grown up and matured. I am finally able to do something for the people around me. I have finally found my own value. I feel now that fortunately I have experienced this before.

I would live a free life of hip-hop and parkour. Otherwise, if I want to be so free now, is it possible?

As for the others, Xia Xia, Xiao Wei, Mu Zi, and Yao Chi, I don’t want to tell them what will happen, and I can’t tell them. Dafeng, what I’m most worried about now is my father who loves his daughter dearly. I’m afraid he will suffer.

If there is no stimulation, he has spent his whole life worrying about me and my mother. I want him to live a stable and peaceful life for a few days. You must bless my father to live a long life. Dafeng, you are

My good buddy, if one day my brother is in trouble, you will definitely protect me and help someone to save me! From Tang Xiaomi Secret Mailbox Revolver, this is the eighteenth letter I wrote to you. I said,

It's not easy for you to mix roles in my letters, but I didn't expect that you not only mixed up, but also did so for so many years. Revolver, I really believe this is God's will, otherwise, how could I get into your car so coincidentally.

Zuolun, I have not forgotten every challenge you challenged me, but it was a failure. I did not win all of them. I still let you win once or twice in a dramatic way. But to be honest, when I married you, I wanted to

It was all deceived by Lao Tang and Mi Lan. You just set a trap and waited for me, the prey, to get into it! But Revolver, I don’t regret it. Really! I, Tang Xiaomi, will never regret or admit defeat in this life.

Don’t give up. I just feel that I’m not good enough for you, I don’t care enough for you, and in my mother’s words, I don’t take you seriously. I want to compensate you well. Unfortunately, I still can’t do it. Revolver, you

You must wait for me. You can only like me, Tang Xiaomi, in this life. You can only have me in your heart. If one day I do something wrong, you must forgive me. Because it was not my original intention.

Zuolun, if I can come back safely this time, I will definitely tell you what you want to hear but I am embarrassed to say.

Revolver, wait for me.

————————————————————from Tang Xiaomi’s secret mailbox.

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