Under the warm light, the tip of the spear emitted a hint of cold light.
What the hell... She actually hid a spear in her room? !
Lin Qiye swallowed his saliva and said quickly: "No, Sister Hongying... I just want to ask... do you have paper and pen?"
Hongying was stunned. "Why do you need paper and pen so late at night?"
"write a letter."
"Hmm... it seems like there is. Wait here for a moment!" Hongying put the spear in her hand aside and went back to the room to rummage through the drawers.
Standing at the door, Lin Qiye could clearly see the situation in Hongying's room.
Unexpectedly, Hongying's room was very simple, even shabby.
In this room, there is only a hard bed, a desk lamp, a desk, and a stuffed doll beside the bed.
There were no unnecessary decorations, no expensive Simmons mattresses, no sofas, no air conditioners... Lin Qiye could hardly imagine that in such a luxurious villa, Hongying's room could be so simple.
Rather than calling it the master bedroom of a villa, it would be more appropriate to call it an ascetic monk's thatched hut.
The only thing in the room that suits Hongying's age is that cute stuffed toy.
"Paper... paper, paper... found it!" Hongying's eyes lit up, and she walked to the door with a pen and some papers and handed them to Lin Qiye.
"Sister Hongying, do you usually... sleep here?"
Hongying looked back and nodded, "As a night watchman, I can't be too addicted to material enjoyment, and I must always hone my will... If this villa was not my parents' legacy and needed to be taken care of frequently, I might have sold it long ago and returned to live in the dormitory."
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, "I understand, thank you... Good night."
"Good night, you should go to bed early too." Hongying smiled and waved to him, then gently closed the door.
Lin Qiye walked downstairs, sat down on a chair in the living room, and turned on a bright light above his head.
On the table, there is a piece of paper and a pen.
The lonely cicadas chirped faintly outside the window, the scorching heat of the summer night was swept away after the rain, and the silhouettes of leaves were projected on the table by the moonlight...
Lin Qiye sat at the table, holding a pen, motionless.
I don't know how long it took, he gently put down his pen,
Write the first line on the paper.
"To Aunt, Yang Jin..."
…
"Mother!"
Yang Jin shook his aunt who was sleeping on the dining table and called softly.
My aunt opened her hazy eyes, slowly raised her head, rubbed her aching neck with one hand and asked, "What's wrong? Is your brother back?"
Yang Jin shook his head, "No, but there is a letter under the door."
"letter?"
"Hmm! It seems to be written by my brother."
"Xiao Qi? Come on, open it and have a look!" Auntie said anxiously, watching Yang Jin open the letter and saying, "This child didn't come back all night, didn't even say hello, didn't even come in even when he was at the door.
He... what does he mean by slipping a letter?"
Yang Jin opened the letter and his aunt took it. They sat together and read it carefully.
After a while, my aunt put down the letter with trembling hands and sat there in a daze.
"Mom, my brother said he went to join the army." Yang Jin picked up the letter and turned to look at his aunt.
"Join the army... Join the army? Why... join the army all of a sudden?" Aunt muttered to herself, "I've never heard him talk about it..."
"No, my brother said so." Yang Jin nodded seriously.
"He did?"
"In the past, he often told me privately that his biggest dream was to join the army, but his eyesight had not improved, so he temporarily gave up this dream." Yang Jin paused, then pointed to a few words on the letter and said,
"And you see, my brother also said in the letter that after his eyes recovered, he secretly signed up to join the army, but he didn't tell you because he was afraid you would stop him. Last night, he secretly took the train to Qiqihar..."
"its not right."
"What's wrong?"
"You just received this letter this morning. According to what the letter says, he should be on the train!" My aunt's mind suddenly became bright!
"Uh..." Yang Jin scratched his head, "Actually, I just found this letter this morning. It's possible that it was there last night and I just didn't see it."
"But, but this is too sudden!" Auntie couldn't accept this fact, "and Qiye's eyes have just recovered, what if they relapse when he goes to the army
No... No! I'm worried!
I'm going to the government, I want my nephew back!"
My aunt stood up anxiously, opened the door and hurried out without caring that she was wearing slippers.
Suddenly, she stopped.
Outside the house, two men in military uniforms were standing there awkwardly, as if they were about to knock on the door.
If Lin Qiye were here, he would immediately recognize that these two people were Chen Muye and Wen Qimo.
"Who are you?" asked my aunt, frowning.
Chen Muye and Wen Qimo looked at each other, and a gentle smile suddenly appeared on Wen Qimo's face. He saluted his aunt with a not-so-standard military salute.
"Hello, are you Ms. Wang Fang, Lin Qiye's guardian?"
"Yes, I am."
"We are from the Cangnan Military and Political Affairs Office. We are here to give you some documents and subsidies for Lin Qiye to join the army."
"Military and Political Affairs Office?" Auntie asked suspiciously, "What kind of place is that?"
"That is... the one who is in charge of recruiting new soldiers."
"Oh... Well, then you guys come in and sit down first." Auntie stepped back a few steps to let the two of them in, then turned around to make tea for them. "I was just about to come find you guys, something's not right!"
Chen Muye and Wen Qimo had just sat down when the latter broke out in a cold sweat when he heard these words.
Wen Qimo leaned over to Chen Muye's ear and whispered, "Captain, can we... really get away with this?"
"What are you afraid of? Our documents are all distributed from the regular army. They are all real!"
"But, but you just submitted Lin Qiye's application yesterday. There's no reason why the documents should arrive so quickly, right? Are you sure... these are true?"
"…" Chen Muye's mouth twitched slightly, "Soon, they will become real."
"But I don't understand. We can wait for the official documents to come before we come. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"It's not us who are anxious, it's Lin Qiye who is anxious." Chen Muye glanced at his aunt who was busy in the kitchen and whispered, "He was afraid that his aunt would not believe the contents of the letter and go directly to the government to verify it, but those officials at the bottom of the government don't know about our existence... Do you understand what I mean?"
"understood."
Wen Qimo nodded, sat up straight, and gave a standard smile.
"Ms. Wang Fang, don't worry, we are a regular army, and Lin Qiye's enlistment in Urumuqi has been approved, so there won't be any problems!"
Yang Jin, who was standing by, held his forehead helplessly.
My aunt, who was making tea, shuddered and the cup in her hand fell directly onto the table. She turned around stiffly, widened her eyes and spoke:
"Didn't he go to Qiqihar?!"