It was just dawn, Ren Yi adjusted his tie and uniform in front of the mirror, and at the same time looked at himself in the mirror. He is dressed in a flame blue uniform, with a blue and white hat, gold and red badges and braids adorning his heart, his shoulders are as straight as a knife, and his waist is narrower than a pine and cypress. Although his face is a little pale, he still looks heroic.
He took a deep breath and put on his sunglasses. The General Administration's Propaganda Department and the media had already passed the air, so he didn't take pictures of his face, and he didn't let it go, but it was inevitable that there would be missing shots, so he still covered it up a little.
After everything was ready, he looked at his desk. In a 16-inch black and white photo, his father was wearing an old jungle green military uniform, with medals on his left and right chests, and he was smiling calmly.
Ren Yi walked over, picked up the photo, and smiled: "Old Ren, they all said that I look like you since I was a child, but I don't admit it, I think I look like my mother, and my mother is beautiful, that's why I'm so handsome, haha, but, Later, I found that the older I got, the more I looked like you."
"You said that it is your greatest pride to have me as a son, and my greatest pride is to have you as a father." Ren Yi said, with tears in his eyes, he put his forehead against Ren Xiangrong's photo, and murmured He murmured, "Let's go, my son will see you off again."
Ren Yi held the photo upright in front of him, and went downstairs. The playground was full of soldiers, tall and straight, neatly lined up, as straight as javelins, and they had already automatically set aside a path in the middle for him. Not far away, a bright red fire truck stands quietly, and a white veil is tied on the ladder, fluttering slightly. Farther away, the fire brigade was surrounded by crowds of onlookers, and no one made any noise.
Ren Yi stepped out the door, and a high-spirited order resounded through the quiet playground: "Salute—"
The commanders and fighters raised their hands in unison.
Ren Yi nodded, and walked forward step by step, step by step firmly.
Behind him is the coffin held by six soldiers. His father's body is already in the funeral home, and his usual items are placed in the coffin.
During that short journey, Ren Yi was filled with mixed feelings. He took his father along the road that he has walked countless times in his life, including his favorite career and belief, honor and mission.
Finally, he stepped into the fire truck and asked the old buddy to give his dad a ride.
Ren Yi carefully held his father's portrait, and nodded to Qu Yangbo who was opposite. These days, Qu Yangbo and Gao Ge helped him the most, but Gao Ge wanted to stay on duty.
Qu Yangbo responded with a look of "no need to say much".
The fire engine drove out of the squadron, followed by two other official vehicles. The onlookers on both sides of the street were silently watching this vehicle. Most of them were neighbors in the neighborhood. Few people who knew Ren Xiangrong spontaneously came to see him off after seeing the media reports.
Ren Yi lowered his head, resting his chin against his father's portrait, his mind was in chaos.
When he raised his head again, Ren Yi glanced at the scenery outside the window, and said, "Did I go the wrong way? This is a long way to go."
"No, Team Ren, there are still people who want to see him off." The driver pointed to the front.
Ren Yi turned his head and saw that it was the nearest squadron at the entrance of Muoxiangkou. Wang Meng led a group of soldiers and stood in line at the entrance of the squadron, watching their cars and saluting from a distance. Above the road, a bright red national flag was hung in the middle of the ladder to show that the flag was lowered at half-mast.
Ren Yi's eyes burned hot.
Along the way, they passed nearly ten fire brigades, and they all came to see them off without exception.
Ren Yi was sitting in the car, with tears streaming down his face, and the sunglasses covered his pouring eyes, unable to hide his touch and longing.
Dad, did you see that
You must have seen it.
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After the funeral, Ren Yi returned to the hospital exhausted physically and mentally. He was worried that he would not be there, and Gong Yingxian would not eat.
At this time, Dr. Pompeii was accompanying Gong Yingxian in the ward, and a few sheets of paper were spread out on the table, and the two of them were writing and drawing on them.
"Captain Ren." Dr. Pompey greeted, "You're exhausted. I really want to pay respects to the old captain, but I'm worried that he won't eat and dare not leave."
"Thank you." Ren Yi nodded and smiled, walked over, looked at the painting on the table, the painting was so abstract that he couldn't make out what it was about.
"This is the way he expressed it, and most of it is still hard to understand." Dr. Pompey pulled out the one he had pressed under his sleeve, "But this one is very obvious."
Ren Yi looked at it, and there was a small figure in blue clothes drawn on it, is it him? He waved the picture in front of Gong Yingxian, and said with a smile, "Is it me?"
Gong Yingxian hesitated for a moment, took the paper, picked up the pen and began to smear again, and finally drew a lip on it.
Ren Yi was sweating from embarrassment, and Dr. Pompeii thought for a while, and let out a "huh" sound.
Ren Yi rubbed Gong Yingxian's head: "Have you eaten well?"
"I stared at him and ate, but I wasn't as cooperative as when you were here." Dr. Pompeii packed up his things, "You can accompany him, I'm going back to the hotel."
"Okay, thanks for your hard work."
"By the way, I communicated with the doctor today. His injury has recovered very well and he can be discharged early."
"That's great, that hypnosis..."
"Oh, we're waiting for Ms. Gong to return to China, and it's only been two days. Some issues are indeed better to communicate in person."
"OK."
After Dr. Pompeii left, Ren Yi squeezed into bed, next to Gong Yingxian, and told him stories.
But Gong Yingxian would come up to him from time to time and take the initiative to kiss him. The kiss made people feel very innocent, without any further purpose, just kissing him, as if this was the best communication, as if this would make people It's more reassuring.
But Gong Yingxian had no evil thoughts, but Ren Yi, who had been teased several times, couldn't help it. He remembered what Dr. Pompeii said, and his old face was rarely ashamed.
After telling the story for a while, Ren Yi recounted today's funeral to Gong Yingxian, all the details he remembered, this time he didn't cry, but felt very calm and peaceful.
That night, Ren Yi didn't sleep on his companion bed, but squeezed a bed with Gong Yingxian. In order to avoid touching Gong Yingxian's leg, he didn't dare to get too close, and the two were separated by a shoulder distance. He held his hand lightly under the quilt, and didn't let go until his palm was sweating.
Thinking back to the time before they communicated with each other, he used watching a movie as an excuse to squeeze into the same bed with Gong Yingxian. The sweet ambiguity, the careful temptation, and the eagerness to talk are all the most beautiful things in life. remember.
He has many fond memories, all related to the people around him.
How lucky they were to still have the chance to create so many great memories.
That was the most peaceful sleep Ren Yi had in the past two or three months.
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Two days later, Ren Yi received an exciting news—Chen Xiaofei woke up and was out of danger.
Although there is still a long recovery to do, he has at least passed the first hurdle.
He can't visit now, only the police can go in for questioning, and Ren Yi is waiting outside.
After Qiu Yan came out, Ren Yi said, "How is Captain Chen?"
"I think he's going to be fine, he's very strong and very clear-headed."
Ren Yi let out a sigh of relief: "Then..."
"Before the explosion, he received a phone call. We will continue to investigate it. I will tell you if there is any key progress. As for whether he is suspected or not, I can't answer you now." Qiu Yan showed Ren Yi his phone. It was a picture that was not very clear from the surveillance. A tall man in black was entering the door with his face covered. "This may be the suspicious person who planted the bomb, that is, Zi Yan."
"Why do you think he is Ziyan? Doesn't Ziyan have many believers?" Although this person fits the figure of Ziyan they saw in the video, it is only the upper body, so it is difficult to judge.
"It's gone now. We caught him and suppressed him. He has to do many things himself. Revenge on you may be his last madness."
"If he was out for revenge, why did he send me away? Didn't he always want to kill me?"
"These perverted thoughts can't be understood by ordinary people's thinking. Maybe he finds out that you will be more..." Qiu Yan couldn't bear to say, "It's also possible that some plans cannot be implemented if you are here, such as the Chen Xiaofei transferred the call from the old captain."
"What did the phone say?"
"According to Chen Xiaofei, the other party claimed that there was a bomb in the tea room, and he had to check it alone, and he was not allowed to tell anyone."
"Is there any evidence?"
Qiu Yan shook his head: "Chen Xiaofei is the captain of the fire brigade. Without strong evidence, we can't monitor him, so first focus on investigating the source of the call."
Ren Yi sighed softly: "By the way, when will the agreement be signed? Ying Xian will be able to go home on the weekend."
"Soon." Qiu Yan said, "Ms. Gong has returned to China. She and Dr. Pompeii will meet tomorrow."