Company Commander Zhu didn't dare to show up. Xia Jinyuan showed up. Of course, he wasn't going to comfort all the female soldiers. The only object of his comfort was Ye Jian.
After persuading for a long time, Ye Jian, who hadn’t persuaded him for a long time, simply refused to persuade and stayed with the female soldiers until the female soldiers were so tired that they stopped crying, and then looked at the time, Ye Jian raised his hand to wipe his forehead and cried. … It’s almost an hour!
As the instructor, she did not cry. If she cried in front of the female soldiers, she would have to cry for another hour.
All the female soldiers crying like rabbit eyes had assembled and left the team led by squad leader Yang Zhen. Ye Jian also heard several crying hiccups coming from the team.
They turned and left. Ye Jian, who had been holding back, couldn't help crying. He couldn't help but laugh after hearing so many hiccups.
There will always be parting, just the length of time, alas...
He sighed lightly, turned around, looked at the tall figure walking towards him, the starry night sky, the figure walking upright and stalwart, with a mountain-like unmoving temperament, seeing the figure walking, the red-eyed Ye Jian revealed a touch Laughing is uglier than crying.
She dared not cry in front of the female soldiers, but in front of him, she could let herself go.
Xia Jinyuan quickened his pace, then took her into his arms and sighed, "Fool..."
His silly girl, let herself endure so hard.
Ye Jian, who threw himself into his arms, took a long breath, and his voice was a little utterly stern, "I don't want to, even if they suddenly cry, I can't help it."
"What about now?" He asked with a low smile, his voice as soft as Liang Shangyan's murmur.
Ye Jian, who rubbed his tears on his chest, didn't speak, but the hands on his waist firmly squeezed his clothes tightly, and his breath was disturbed.
Now, after seeing him now, she can't bear it anymore.
Then cry, cry well.
There is always too much reluctance to leave the comrades-in-arms, he can understand.
"Cry for a while, cry for a while." He said softly, touching her back lightly with his hands with deep strength, stroking it one after another, so that she could cry happily and unscrupulously in his arms. .
Emotions can't be suppressed, it's okay to cry when you want to cry.
Although he bleeds and does not shed tears, he also scores occasions and events.
With him, she can let her emotions go, she can cry as long as she wants in his arms, until she doesn't want to cry anymore.
Ye Jian, who was tightly squeezing his waist clothes with both hands, didn't let herself cry, and the tears that came out of Xia Jinyuan's clothes drenched into Xia Jinyuan's clothes, leaving behind a mass of unintentional scum.
As the instructor, Ye Jian was better at controlling emotions than the female soldiers, and did not cry loudly like the female soldiers. Although there were tears, she did not let herself cry for a long time.
Xia Jinyuan hugged her distressedly, and sighed in his heart. Fortunately, the comrades of the Snow Territory Brigade can serve until the age of forty. She, it will take a long time to face the difference.
Ye Jian, who was almost in a stable mood, touched his chest a few times, rubbed all the tears on his face against his clothes, and rubbed his face completely clean before raising her head from Xia Jinyuan's arms, "I'm fine." Nose. Also took a breath.
Xia Jinyuan lowered his head and smiled at Ye Jian, whose eyes were red from crying and rubbed her nose, and teased, "Isn't she not crying because she didn't find anyone who wiped her tears before?"
"I feel damp in my chest when I wear three layers of clothes, and use me as a tool to wipe my tears?"
"Nothing." Ye Jian sniffed and denied, "I didn't want to cry. You said you made me cry, so I couldn't hold back."