"Uncle Gen is not doing well, Ye Jian, we need to hurry back now."
In such a hot season, the cold came out of nowhere, whizzing into her body and shivering fiercely.
It was too cold, it was too cold, it was so cold that it was still blank in her brain, and her teeth were trembling constantly, she wanted to talk, but she couldn't say a word.
At the moment when Ye Jian's vision appeared blurred, Xia Jinyuan held her hand tightly with his warm and powerful hand, watching the rosy blood on her face fade away, the major with a stabbing heart firmly held her even the tip of her hand was shaking. Hand, calmly said: "Let's go back to the hotel now, pack our things and go back to town immediately."
The warm and powerful hand radiated strong force, supporting her like a pillar, Ye Jian sighed on her bloodless lips, "Go back to the hotel, back to the hotel immediately."
Her voice was very stiff, it didn’t feel like she was speaking. He grabbed the warm hand for her, and took a deep breath, “Uncle Gen’s situation is not so good. Uncle Chen and the others never because Contact me about family matters."
"This time I contacted me through you. It can be seen that Uncle Chen has inquired that the military has gone. Team Xia, I want to go home, I want to go home immediately."
After all, he is a special soldier who has received special training, and Ye Jian, who forced himself to calm down, has a clear voice, although his voice is still a little stiff, but his thinking is clear.
She was able to calm down immediately. Xia Jinyuan was relieved and led her to walk towards the hotel like a meteor. The low voice contained the calmness that made Ye Jian feel at ease. Don't think about it alone before seeing the old uncle."
How can you not think about it
When she came back, she gave her support and confidence was the old man with white temples and wise eyes.
When crying, the old man told her that the road was still long and crying was also a way of walking.
When helpless, the old man told her that the road is still long and you need to know how to pick it up.
When she hated her, the old man told her that the road is still long, so don't influence yourself for those who are not worth it, it's worthless.
When harvesting, the old man told her that the road is still long, and you have to go toward your goal and walk firmly.
When she was wronged, the old man told her that the road is still long and you have to learn to protect yourself.
When she is angry, the old man tells her that the road is still long, so you must learn to forbear and wait for the opportunity.
It is precisely because of this tolerant, generous, and wise old man that she did not let her relived self be buried in hatred, but she took a more exciting path than hatred.
If there is no old uncle root, Ye Jian can imagine that even if she lives again, she will not be able to go to the army. Her goal is very likely to be only one, centering on the defeat of Ye Zhifan, growing up in hatred and becoming a mere knowledge. Revenge, there is no self-centered person.
Tears flowed down unknowingly, drop by drop, until the eyes were blurred in the end.
Xia Jinyuan didn't say much comforting words, just put the tissue in her hand, and whispered: "It takes six hours to get from Anyang to the town. I drive for three hours, you drive for three hours, and sleep after crying. "
Start the car and adjust the rearview mirror to ensure that when he looks up, he can see the personal situation of Ye Jian sitting in the back seat at a glance.
His little fox is a restrained, calm temperament, and comforting words can't help her, because she understands it in her heart.