There were still two soldiers guarding the door. Lu Yiting thought about it and let them leave.
Perhaps it was because of Chen Cheng’s words, or perhaps it was because of Lan Daidai’s illness, but in his heart, he no longer considered Lan Daidai a suspect.
When I walked in, I saw Landaidai lying quietly on the hospital bed. Looking at her pale and sick face, her starry eyes were full of inquiry.
The fish scales in his pocket began to glow again, but this time they did not generate heat.
He took out the fish scales and placed them in his palm, but his eyes were fixed on Landaidai's face for a long time.
As he looked at her, he couldn't help but take two steps forward, stood in front of her bed, and looked down at her face.
He had to accept that her face was extremely beautiful. As a straight man who had been staying in the military camp all year round, he seldom saw other women except when the art troupe came to perform in the army sometimes.
Among the few women he had ever met, the only one who could compare with this woman was Jun Yue’s young wife.
Although this woman's words and actions were strange and crazy, he felt a little uncomfortable at the thought that such a vibrant life might die at any time.
When Lu Yiting realized what he was thinking, his face suddenly darkened.
Why did he have such a feeling? Perhaps it was because, as a soldier, he had a deep love for the masses in his bones.
Isn't it the responsibility of a soldier to do his best to protect the people and their lives and property
Besides, he was the one who brought this woman back home. Now she was facing death, so it was normal for him to feel uncomfortable.
He lowered his eyes, turned around, and was about to leave when someone grabbed his wrist.
He subconsciously wanted to turn his hand back, but suddenly realized that he was not in a drill or on the battlefield.
He could feel that the hand holding his wrist was very small, very cold, and even had no strength.
It was so fragile that it seemed as if his hand would break if he struggled even the slightest bit.
Turning around, I saw Landaida, who was originally unconscious. She had woken up at some point. Her eyes were still pure and clean, like the snow on the top of the Tianshan Mountains.
Lan Daidai was very happy to see Lu Yiting. Did he come to see her specially because he was worried about her
"Lu Yiting, are you here to see me?"
She grinned, blinked her eyes cunningly, and smiled smugly, not looking like a dying person at all.
"open."
Lu Yiting frowned slightly and uttered two words somewhat awkwardly.
"No, Lu Yiting, I'm so happy. I'm so happy that you come to see me." She smiled like a child who got a favorite toy, holding Lu Yiting's hand and rubbing her face with the back of his hand.
Lu Yiting's face became more and more ugly, "Let go!" This time his tone was a little heavier, but despite saying so, he did not forcibly break free from Lan Daidai's hand, because he was afraid that he would hurt her if he was not careful enough.
In his eyes, Landaida at this moment was as fragile as a doll made of plasticine. He could crush her with just one finger.
"Don't let go, Lu Yiting, your hands are so warm."
She rubbed her little face against the back of his hand like a cat begging for its owner's caress, and spoke with squinted eyes.
She was a fish, a mermaid living in the deep sea, so she was not afraid of the cold. Even though her body was so cold that it was about to freeze, she didn't feel it at all.
But the warmth from Lu Yiting made her want to get closer to him, and she wanted to do her best to keep this bit of warmth.