The wind in early autumn is cool and always mixed with a hint of sweetness. Every gust of wind carries a fragrance, which is very intoxicating.
During the few days I stayed in the hospital, the ward was always very lively. My comrades came back to accompany me at noon and evening, and occasionally told some little jokes. Although they were not very nice, the smiles on the faces of my comrades were what I thought was the most important thing.
Sweet, the most important thing. When they are not around during the day, only Lao A, Lao Tang and Zuo Lun are around. Sometimes I want to push Lao A away and whisper something to Zuo Lun, but this Lao A doesn’t understand what big talk means.
Lightbulb, if you go out for a while, you will definitely come back in again.
Revolver - this self-righteous bastard king, don't think that he will restrain himself after marrying me. Instead, after becoming his own, he will do whatever he wants to do, without mercy, and he even claims that he wants me to change.
Some bad habits, said to be for my own good...
Now that Zuo Lun has been officially transferred back to Red Eagle, that means he will also participate in the next wilderness survival training. So Zuo Lun, let's compete to see whether I win or you are better!
What troubles me the most is Mi Lan. She has disappeared for so many days without even showing her face. What happened to Mi Lan, Lao Tang and the captain has become a big problem in my heart.
Damn, I don't understand...
And Da Feng, is there any special mission to perform? Why did she and Mi Lan not come for so many days? Could it be that the two of them went on some mission together? The answer is unknown...
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I lay in bed in pain for a week, and I was finally discharged from the hospital today. Looking at myself in the mirror, I have gained weight again. I can’t help but sigh. I have put on so much fat. How many kilometers do I have to run to lose weight? There are also spots on my forehead.
The scar looks a bit ferocious.
"My dear daughter, don't worry. We'll do another surgery later, and I'm sure we can remove your scar!" Lao Tang said softly, fearing that I would be sad.
But how does he know that I don't care about this scar at all? However, if I say I don't care, it's a lie. I feel a little uncomfortable. After all, this scar is on my forehead. However, it can't be seen with my hair covered.
, not to mention that we have to wear hats all day long, no one cares about what is on your forehead.
"Lao Tang, did I say I was worried? Tsk~ This scar is nothing to me, it is a testimony of my honor! Hey, Lao Tang, where is the revolver? I haven't seen anyone for a while, where has it been?"
"Oh, he has been discharged from the hospital... Xiaomi, listen to dad, let's go home and recuperate for a few days. Dad is really worried about you returning to the army like this!"
"I'm safe in the army! Why are you worried? What's more, Zuolun has returned to Red Eagle, he will take care of me!"
"Xiaomi, I'm really worried! Just listen to dad this time, okay?"
"no!"
"Millet!"
"Okay! No more Xiaomi rice! Let's go...!"
Lao Tang reluctantly followed me.
The feeling of being able to walk freely is different. Now I can walk however I want, which is great...
When Lao Tang drove us back, Zuolun and I got out of the car. Lao Tang seemed to have something else to say.
"Lao Tang, I give you a minute. If you have anything to say, please tell me!"
"…………"
Seeing Lao Tang being silent, I became a little anxious: "Lao Tang, do you have the heart to let me and Zuo Lun stand here blowing the wind? If you have anything to say, please tell me!"
"Xiaomi, you'd better go home with me...I feel like..."
"Stop!" I made a pause gesture and rolled my eyes at him: "One minute is up! Lao Tang, if you still want me to go home, then you can leave! Otherwise, you will be here for the past year and a half.
Don’t even think about seeing me again!”
Lao Tang lowered his head in frustration, like a child admitting his mistake.
Zuo Lun gently tugged on my sleeve: "Xiaomi, what you said is a bit harsh."
Realizing that I might be a little too much towards Lao Tang, Lao Tang cares about me anyway, so I walked to Lao Tang and hugged him: "Dad, I am safe in the military camp. I am just participating in training and not going to die. Don't worry.
Already."
Perhaps it was my "Dad" that touched the softest part of Lao Tang's heart. Lao Tang could only nod his head obediently: "Good girl, take good care of yourself! Don't give dad anything more exciting. He is old."
I can’t bear it anymore.”
"Do not worry!"
After bidding farewell to Lao Tang, Zuolun and I returned to the military camp hand in hand. Looking at the envious looks of others along the way, I felt so happy. In the military camp, I walked hand in hand with a handsome guy, and this handsome guy was also my husband.
, this is really an extraordinary enjoyment!
"What are you thinking about? You are smiling so treacherously?" Zuo Lun glanced at me with evil intentions.
"What can I think about? I'm thinking of you!" I honestly said what I was thinking.
"Miss me? I'm right next to you, what's there to think about?" Although his face was still expressionless, I could still see a hint of content from the slightly raised corners of his mouth. He was chuckling.
"Zorner, if you are happy, just say so. Don't be secretly happy in your heart. Your expression makes people look... very uncomfortable."
"It's... uncomfortable? Why do you feel so uncomfortable?"
"Revolver, wait until we come back from the wild and find some time to go to the farm together!"
"I'm afraid we don't have time... Red Eagle will have a mission at any time."
"Then I can go whenever I have free time!"
The farm is a place that gathers the most beautiful memories in my life. There, I learned to refuse and learn to endure. There, the strong wind overcame the fear and the revolver overcame the psychological barriers. Yes, the mountains and water there are beautiful,
People are more beautiful.
Gale, how long will it take for you to come back from your mission? It’s only been a few months since I last saw you, why do I always feel like it’s been years?