Lieutenant Colonel Xiafu took a few large pages of love letters and looked back and forth a few times, thinking that the group in the team went on the battlefield desperately without blinking, the more cruel the environment, the calmer, but the blind date all" "Kumba" became a comrade-in-arms with "mouth disease", wondering whether to copy a copy and use it as a template for the team's reference only.
Back to the team with the love letter of the girlfriend suitor... as a reference template
Xia Jinyuan patted his forehead. It seemed that a torrential rain had fallen in his head, his head was flooded, and he was thinking of stupid ideas.
He came to the National University of Science and Technology and then went back with a sentimental love letter. What else did he not know about the keenness of those guys in the team
All know that the love letter comes from the suitor of the girlfriend.
Yes, he doesn't want to be teased by those guys who are torn up and have no "comradeship" and are simply inhumane. The love letter must never be brought back to the team, even if the name and surname are copied again!
"Tear" a few times, the same few pages of love letters were torn apart by Xia Jinyuan, and finally he thought that throwing the trash into the trash can not fit in, and could not completely "destroy the corpses", so he ran to the bathroom and pressed the flush box. At the door, watching all the pieces of paper being washed away, the cautious Lieutenant Colonel Xia nodded with satisfaction.
The light went out with a "pop", and the man who had eaten a big jar of vinegar fell into bed.
Sleep, find a girlfriend again tomorrow.
Tomorrow is a holiday, you can go out to play for a long time, leave to visit the parents of your good brother the day after tomorrow, and then return to the base to assemble and fly to the territory.
Although Xia Jinyuan was lying on the bed and closed his eyes, his brain didn't immediately rest. He still went over the things that needed to be done next in his mind for a while before falling asleep slowly.
With violent storms outside, the water level of the Xiangjiang River that bypassed Xiangcheng continued to rise. In some parts of the city, the drainage outlets were blocked and the accumulated water reached a depth of more than one meter. The violent wind uprooted... Xiangcheng in the torrential rain was destined to be unstable.
The torrential rain in Xiangcheng, located in Fujun Town, Anyang City, Southern Province, is sparsely stellar, and a crescent moon hangs above the treetops.
A black car extinguished its headlights and drove into Fujun Town by moonlight and starlight. The sound of the car alarmed the wandering Zhonghua Pastoral in the town to bark.
"Barking" barking The car stopped in a dark place, and then the voice of four people in the car came down quickly.
"Back then, I only walked around in Fujun Town, stayed for a short time, and left by car. Hongmei's house seems to be in the town. I remember that there is a peach forest in front of Hongmei's house, not the center of the town..."
A man whispered, he walked a little bit ahead, and pointed to an old house built in the 1980s with only red brick exterior walls and no whitewashing. "Here, it used to be the town supply and marketing cooperative. The place where the car is. Going down here is a company that receives recruits from the company’s garrison."
"That's all I know. I really don't know where Hongmei's hometown is. Leader Li didn't tell me back then."
"If you think about it, does Hongmei's house have any other buildings besides the peach forest in front of it? Maybe what village and what group?"
Another man asked in a low voice, waved to the other two following, blocking the man leading the way back and forth, lest the middle-aged man who was forcibly pulled into the car escaped.
Although this person never thought of running away along the way, as the insider who knows where Hongmei lived, he actually told them that he didn't know the truth, and the old man suspected that he was lying all the time.
So beware.