Ye Jian also looked at him and asked him with eyes, "If it were you, what would you do?"
"I thought about it for a week. I was thinking about you at the time. I think I need to find a girl like Ye Jian. I need to find someone who can know me, understand me, and I can understand her. , The girl who knows her, otherwise, one day I will appear in front of her all covered in blood, that would be so scary."
Ye Jian smiled, she thought of herself, if one day she appeared in front of the other in blood, he would not be scared to death in the peaceful time.
Who would be willing to find a girlfriend whose hands are soaked in blood and who can't see anyone from the beginning to the end of the year? Even if I can accept it at that time, after a long time, I am bored, tired, and don't want to continue anymore, and the breakup is a foregone conclusion.
A boyfriend who doesn't understand himself, but he can't tell the usual hardships and dangers, that kind of love is not strong and will hit the rocks at any time.
Only find a boyfriend who understands oneself, understands oneself, goes through the gunpowder and the flames of war, and has been tempered to the point where no distinction is made between each other. There is me in you, and you in me... Only this kind of love is true love.
Suddenly, Ye Jian understood why Xia Jinyuan wrote in his love letter: They all said that the love of special forces is the most bitter love. It is the darkness that cannot go under the sun, but can only struggle in the dark and cold corners. Lovesickness is also painful.
Because no one understands them, no one can truly understand them, and no one knows how dangerous their profession is.
Such as all kinds of special soldiers, there is no way to tell their loved ones that they are a special special soldier.
Therefore, their love struggles in the corner, the pain of love.
The love that can't see the sun is like a small bean sprout sprouting in the dark. It is so tender that it can be broken with a touch. It is too tired to care for such love, and the heart will be very tired and tired.
That veteran was tired on oneself, and on the other hand, he didn't want to burden a daughter's family with letting down the other's youth, and then they may not return to their careers. Since the other party has no way to understand himself, it is better to let go and feel at ease.
"I won't be scared. Look at you. There is blood on your face, nose, brow, and forehead." He took out one of his hands and Ye Jian did it by himself. His clean hand stroked his facial features, and finally stopped at the corner of his eyes, his delicate lips slightly bent, "Also, I see me in your eyes, with blood on my face, nose, brow, and forehead. "
"This kind of you, this kind of me, we are all the same. We don't need to be afraid of anyone, and we don't need to take care of anyone carefully. You lead me to grow up, and I follow in your footsteps. This is the love between the two of us. "
This is our personal love..., in the depths of my heart, all the blood boiled because of her words. In twenty-three years, Xia Jinyuan finally tasted what it was like to be moved by the words of love.
There was fire burning in his chest, and he would say a word for her, even if it turned into ashes in the sea of fire at this moment, he was willing.
It's not over yet, Ye Jian's love story is not over yet, she looked at him with a smile, stared at him deeply, her soft voice blended with the wind and fog, and she whispered in his ear, "No Struggling in the dark, not crying in a cold corner, the love I want, the love you want, is the love we are now."