Gu Jingsheng's posture did not change, but his eyelashes trembled. His clear eyes looked a little innocent under the mist rising from the hot porridge, but they returned to the clear light in a short while. Shu Jing shook his cup tightly, swallowed in his throat and asked slightly dry voice: "Why?"

Perhaps because I have suffered the most severe and severe blow, my tolerance seems to have become stronger, and I can still hear these and deal with them with difficulty.

The tiny man pushed the bowl over to him through a small dining table, and paused and smiled and said softly: "I have experienced some things recently, and I have gradually understood that maybe I am not love for you... Just like I am now and once, relying on you, caring for you, all based on your kindness to me. It is gratitude, reward, reluctance, cherishing... or other feelings that I don't know, but I must admit that I have never had a particularly strong feeling of heartbeat for you."

Gu Jingsheng stared at her blankly, and suddenly he smiled softly, his fist pressed against his thin lips, and his eyes moved elsewhere as if he was thinking.

She said, "She has never felt moved by him."

He actually... knows.

From the beginning of the relationship, he knew that she was a very passive little girl. At that time, he asked her if she could give her a chance to protect her. She thought for a long time before she agreed. Since then, every time he made a step forward, as long as she did not retreat, Gu Jingsheng felt grateful, could, and felt that the flowers bloomed in an instant, and was ecstatic.

In fact, even now... it is the case. So she wouldn't know how excited and surprised he was when she went home that night when she asked for the words "Jing Sheng, let's get married." Xiang.

I was so surprised that life was like fireworks. After so long he finally saw the splendor and prosperity of the entire night sky.

Even if it eventually witheres;

Even if it is soon finished.

The heart of the fist slowly loosened from his thin lips, and Gu Jingsheng's eyes were covered with scarlet blood, and he smiled and asked in a hoarse voice, "What else?"

Her smile faded a little bit, and her voice became a little hoarse: "Jing Sheng, it's not impossible for us to get married, but if we want to match me with such a person, you are not worth it. I'm not allowed to marry, but I think Jing Sheng, you obviously can have better ones."

Gu Jingsheng just laughed, but stopped talking.

What can he say? Everything she said is right, it is for his own good, he knows. But what can I do? She doesn't love him. But... But dear, what if I say I still love you?

What should I do? Let’s look for the one in your eyes, not my eyes, better?

"Tongtong, you know that some people in this world are together, not because of likes, but because of habits and dependence. Why can't we..." He smiled and struggled again, "You know, no matter what it is, even if one day he really gets gray-haired, I'm sure I'll still be there."

She was stunned for a moment, her little face drooped gently, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

So cruel.

Gu Jingsheng thought with heartache, it turned out that he had already loved so deeply that he felt unbearable just by looking at the silence and struggle. He couldn't bear it at all, so he asked again.

He slowly sat up across a dining table, pressing the tingling smile in his heart, holding her hand beside the bowl, tightly, silent, as if he had suppressed thousands of words. He didn't want to ask her, Tongtong, who made you understand that this is not possible? And now you understand, do I still have a chance to continue waiting for you? Wait until you say to me one day, Jing Sheng, I seem to really fall in love with you?

The tiny figure raised his head and suddenly said to him in a daze: "Jing Sheng, I have done something I'm sorry for you."

Gu Jingsheng laughed and said hoarsely: "Tongtong, if it is something you did because you don't love me, then it's not wrong to me."

The pair of watery eyes suddenly trembled and stared at him tightly, with a burst of gratitude and warmth rising in her chest, and she couldn't say anything. She didn't say a lie, not a single word, but she felt that she said less - Jing Sheng, Jing Sheng, do you know what kind of existence you are in my life?

People say that they have a confidant Lan Yan, which means that even if that person cannot accompany you to the end of his life, you will be better than anyone else.

Better than anyone else.

At that moment, the smile in his eyes also told her that he had accepted it, accepted her dislike, and accepted her...breakup.

With a smile, he pulled his hand back, Gu Jingsheng said in a low voice: "I'm still a little hungry. I'll finish eating later and I'll go with you."

She was stunned and then chuckled softly.

After the meal, he gently pressed her wrist to prevent her from moving, and said with a smile: "I'll do it myself."

The tiny figure followed him to the kitchen and said softly: "I just lied to the police to help me pry the door, so I guess I will take the transcript with them later. I may not be able to accompany you to watch my uncle and aunt. I will take the last bus to Linxian report and take the post in a few days."

Gu Jingsheng's back froze, "When did it happen?"

"Just now," she walked over to pour out the dishwashing sperm. The sunlight hit her little face through the window with a bright and confident look, and her smile was bright. "The internship period is over. This is a normal personnel transfer for the hospital. Linxian is good, right? But you are not allowed to laugh at me. After all, I am a person from the Military Region General Hospital, and my value is not lost."

Gu Jingsheng stared at her for a long time and started laughing.

When she was sending her out, she saw her carrying a big box alone and was about to follow the police. Gu Jingsheng pondered for a moment and couldn't help calling a policeman to come over and whisper a few words. The policeman was shocked and wanted to raise his hand to salute. He smiled and pressed him down and turned around and called her: "Tongtong!"

She turned around, and her long hair that looked like a seaweed was moving with her eyes clear and bright.

"Remember to tell me the new address when you go," he paused and asked with a smile, "I can get your phone number now, right?"

She was stunned and blushed with embarrassment. She couldn't help laughing and nodded: "Yes, can!"

Gu Jingsheng smiled and didn't say anything. He let her go with the police. After her figure disappeared, the blood in his eyes slowly rose. He closed the door and walked slowly to the kitchen. Through the window, he saw her petite figure wandering between the police uniforms, and then got into the police car and left. His smile became deeper little by little, and the severe pain that had just been pressing tightly slowly floated up. It hurts so much that it seemed as if a piece of his heart was dug away. But he couldn't stop it, he could only let it hurt.

Life is not over yet, but you leave first, leaving me alone here.

What should you do if you call me?

Fucking fuck**

Hanfeng is in a hurry at this moment.

When he went to the airport to pick up people, he caught a traffic jam. His face turned pale and honked his horn. However, the military car was still stuck in a bunch of private cars and couldn't get through. He sweated from his forehead. He jumped out of the car and found the traffic police officer who was in charge next to him. After a few words, the team leader of the traffic police team finally ran over and stammered and apologized, saying that he really couldn't get through now.

Han Feng became angry and cursed him and asked him to find a police car to open the road immediately, otherwise he would get out of the traffic police team in the next second! The captain was so scared that his legs were weak and ran to do it immediately.

It makes sense for him to be anxious.

——The call came from the airport, saying that their chief was found fainting on the seat when he got off the plane, with a pale face and his hands covering his stomach. He is not sent to the hospital in the airport lounge. The preliminary diagnosis should be acute gastric bleeding.

Hanfeng is so angry that you said you are stupid, won’t you send him to the hospital first? Who can afford him if he has any problems!!

After hanging up the phone, his temples with blue veins stumbled and thundered. I couldn't figure out what was wrong, what was going on? I was fine when I left. Who had seen people in the hospital after spending a few days of honeymoon?

...

"I'll give you two days off to do it. I don't have to report to me when I come back, right back to the team. Is it clear?" Huo Siran, who looked slightly pale, raised his eyes on the hospital bed and looked at Han Feng coldly.

Han Feng's hands and feet were cold and stiff, and he had not reacted yet.

After he came back from the huge shock, he pulled the corner of his pale mouth and said, "Chief, this kind of thing must be handled by himself."

Hosran pressed his fist coldly against his lips, staring at the document without raising his head: "Go."

Han Feng's mouth twitched.

After a while, he squeezed the red ID card in his hand tightly, couldn't stand up and salute, and hurried out of the ward.

The room suddenly became extremely quiet.

Hosran stared at the document for an hour, but didn't read a word.

He simply waved his hand and the documents on the bracket were overturned and fell to the ground!

After a while, he grabbed the phone on the table and dialed Han Feng's cell phone number. Before he could speak, he sneered and said hoarsely: "If you dare to tell her my current situation, be careful when I come back, I will practice you to death. You can weigh it before doing it!"

Han Feng's hand, who was about to dial the phone, shook, and almost fell to the ground. After hanging up the phone, he didn't dare to do anything.

fuck fuck fuck*

Hosran felt pain.

It was an indescribable pain. In the past, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and one by one was so painful that it was so pale that he had sweated like a paper. He gritted his teeth and endured it. However, when he scrubbed his stomach with ice salt water, he felt so painful for the first time. The strong nausea and stimulation accompanied by the convulsions of the stomach tightened and rushed straight to his forehead. The white light in front of him exploded in circles. The forced vomiting lasted for a long time. When he closed his eyes, he was full of shadows. Suddenly he remembered that she was not a nurse? Why didn’t he come? Why didn’t he come? Why didn’t he feel so uncomfortable?

No wonder a comrade once said that you should never choose to drink medicine if you commit suicide. If you don’t drink it to death, washing your stomach will kill you.

When everything passed, he was half lying beside the bed, his face was pale and covered in a mess, and it was indeed like he had died once.

The doctor advised to pay attention to rest and not stay up late, and eat lightly but have sufficient nutrition.

——Who cares?

He sent all the guard orders out of the hospital, but someone came to take care of him, but he didn't eat a bite and had insomnia all night. On the third day of stay, he coughed up blood a lot, which alarmed the top and was yelled seriously, "Your body is not yours but your country!" Then he slowly woke up.

Um.

Hosran thought.

No wonder the country is willing to give so many welfare privileges, but because life is not yours, you can't even let yourself suffer.

So he started to eat and rest at a fixed time. When he couldn't sleep, he called the doctor to come over and calm down. He could always sleep with a higher amount, and his condition improved day by day.

The person in the dream still didn't leave.

A week later, he was discharged from the hospital early. After getting the task, Huo Siran put it on and went to the bathroom of the special high-end ward to wash up. Then he walked out in a tall and solemn military uniform. The bed was neatly folded tofu blocks like the military camp. The entire ward was spotless and was extremely empty.

As for people, they don’t feel difficult when they don’t get it, but once they get it and lose it, they feel so painful that they wish they can’t die.

He had lasted for so long... finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Look, look at where he has slept over the years?

The military camp, the hospital, or the empty house with him alone?

Where is his side? There are only obedient subordinates, cold guns, and countless front lines that may lose their lives at any time and are in danger.

He couldn't help it.

Why aren't those, you?

Before leaving, he finally called Han Feng and asked him: "Have you gone?"

Hanfeng hesitated.

Hosran stood in front of the window, staring at the sunny scenery outside, and said in a low voice: "Go back to the team. Don't go."

Han Feng was happy and blurted out: "Chief, I didn't go. I was in the traffic police team in the city, and I didn't go at all!" But after he was excited, he became depressed. He was finished. He had not figured out what was the leader's heart that was so happy?

Huo Siran's face turned pale, his thin lips were coldly pursed and his blood faded away, his hands trembled a little, and then he hung up the phone silently and threw it on the hospital bed.

Look, even others can see that he cannot do without it.
To be continued...