Ye Jian did not dare to hug his injured waist, her hands tightly grasped his hospital gown, her sore nose secretly gave a deep breath, and then softly replied, "I was scared when I left, but everyone was scared. Tell me, besides choosing to believe that you will return home safely, I have no other choice."
"I am scared, but I always believe that you will come back safely."
She understands him, knows what his mood is under his tight hug, knows he is guilty, knows he wants to say sorry to herself, and understands why he can't say "I'm sorry", she knows it, she understands it .
The soft answer made Xia Jinyuan, an iron bone, suddenly felt warm in his eyes, even if he was injured and never had tears. In the light, tears flickered in his deep and bright eyes.
How lucky he is to meet a lover who knows him and understands him, how lucky he is to meet her.
"Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, you’re still waiting for me, how can I let myself do something. Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, I will be fine, for you, for myself, for my comrades-in-arms, for my loyal country, how can I I can do something to myself."
The big hand touched the top of her hair, stroking it one after another, comforting, "Nothing will happen, don't worry, little fox. You are looking forward to my return, how can I be willing to ruin your hope."
"I said, I will accompany you to grow old together. This is a promise. The promise I made to you, I can't break my promise."
How could he be willing to make the person who loves him sad? How could he be willing to let her live alone and lonely in the future? It is so difficult to open her heart. Once he is gone, how could her world still accommodate a second man? .
Reluctant to be sad, reluctant to be lonely, reluctant to leave her alone, with so many reluctances, how could he let himself leave her.
Holding her head tightly, Xia Jinyuan, who slowly closed her eyes, lowered her head and dropped a kiss to the top of her hair, "I love you, Ye Jian, use my life to love you until the end of life..."
He will love her so so deeply, love this lover who makes him feel bad and makes him pity, from mature to twilight, from black hair to gray hair, until he stops breathing before he can stop treating her. Love.
Ye Jian with a warm eye corner bit her lower lip, biting tightly, and forcibly forced back the sound of crying.
"Remember my words, little fox, I will try my best to live to see you when I come back. Please, you must insist on waiting for me to come back. When I leave you to perform the task, you can wait for me to come back quietly. Never because I influence myself, especially when you perform tasks, you are not allowed to be influenced because of me."
"You have to do the same. You have to work hard to come back alive for me. Don't let me down, don't let me sad. You'd rather come back alive with a blood-stained military uniform, you know."
Ye Jian, who had taken back the cry, nodded, she knew it, she knew it.
"I know, you told me before, I remember it all in my heart, I always remember it." Ye Jian closed his eyes and sniffed the familiar breath on his body, so... feel at ease.
It didn't matter if he could come back alive, even if he was injured. At this moment, Ye Jian understood why the injuries on the special soldiers of the Snow Region Brigade represented a new life.
It turns out that coming back alive from an injury represents a new life.