"It should be that I didn't have a good rest. There is a service area below. Get off the bus for a break and eat something by the way." Xia Jinyuan yawned as he looked ahead, and said, "I'm a little hungry. I need to eat something to fill my stomach."
Speaking of being hungry, Ye Jian also suddenly felt a little hungry, nodded and said: "Okay, I will drive after eating, you come to rest."
The long journey requires two people to take turns driving.
When she arrived at the service area, Ye Jian looked at the cars in the queue and suddenly laughed, "Seeing the cars without camouflage and the people in casual clothes, she suddenly felt like she had been separated from the world for a long time."
It’s true that Ye Jian has never walked out of the Gobi since he went to the Pioneer Camp. The camp is full of camouflage soldiers. Now when I first saw civilians in casual clothes, Ye Jian was still a little uncomfortable, even I feel a little strange.
There are few service areas on the Northwest Expressway. There is only a simple service area for hundreds of kilometers. Every vehicle passing by will enter the service area to rest. At this time, there are many vehicles and many passengers get off and rest.
There are self-driving trips, some traveling to and from various cities, and some workers who have entered the Gobi and deserts to participate in the construction. Those from Tiannandi are all resting in a service area to supplement food.
Xia Jinyuan, who followed the car in front of him, was amused by the strangeness on Ye Jian's face, with a joke in his eyes, "How do you feel about returning from primitive society to civilized society?"
"I feel timid about hometown, and I'm a little uncomfortable." Ye Jian sighed with a smile, "But for half a year, I'm really a bit uncomfortable. Team Xia, do you have a similar feeling?"
The officers and soldiers who stayed in the army for a long time will have the same mood as Ye Jian, especially the officers and soldiers in the remote army are the most emotional.
The former Xia Jinyuan felt the same way. He found a place a little remote from the service area’s business station and parked the car with a smile: "Yes, I got used to it later. You will get used to it in the future, sometimes even not so much. I want to return to the bustling city, I just want to return to the army as soon as possible."
"Oh, no wonder you leave in a hurry every time you see me before. It turns out that you don't even want to see me." After getting out of the car and walking for a few steps, Ye Jian, who felt a lot of dizziness, was deliberately looking for trouble. You will miss you for a long time once you leave, and it will take a long time to get used to it each time."
Xia Jinyuan laughed lowly, "After I met you, I only hated that the vacation was too short. Even if I only had two days off, I wanted to fly over to see you. I have collected seven calendars, except for the year I first met you, and the following year. At the beginning, every time I see you, I will draw a heart-shaped chart on the calendar, and I will show you when you return to the team."
The little action suddenly made Ye Jian a sweet flow between the eyebrows, her eyes were delicate, and Shui Yingying glanced at him, pursing the bud of the flower that she wanted to let go.
After she returns to the team, she must take a good look at those calendars.
Calculate how many times she and Team Xia have seen each other over the years, and how many days have been together to see if there is any discrepancy with her memories.
The female soldier Ye Jian, who has a memory against the sky, as long as she has the heart to remember, she can also recall every day that she used to be together.
The car parked a little far away. The two men in camouflage uniforms did not hold hands in order not to damage the image of the soldiers. Instead, they walked side by side. When passing a row of vehicles, Xia Jinyuan stopped slightly, and left without a trace.
Others didn't notice his pause, but Ye Jian did. His eyeliner followed and looked at the row of cars, and found nothing.
"What's the matter?" she asked softly, with a trace of alertness in her expression.