Hu Xinting came to the woods with a drawing board to sketch after finishing her job of picking up new students, but she did not expect to see what happened in front of her.
Zhang Feng also never expected to see the girl he was so shocked by in such circumstances.
She stood there with a slight astonishment on her pretty face, the drawing board fell next to her feet, everything was so harmonious.
Slowly turning around, Zhang Feng headed in the other direction and prepared to leave.
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Hearing the shout, Zhang Feng stopped. He knew himself very well. Without a tall body, extraordinary looks, and a strong background, he didn't think he could have anything wonderful happen to a beauty like Hu Xinting.
Hu Xinting ran to Zhang Feng, nervously put a paper ball into his hand, and said, "This should be very important to you."
After saying that, she walked back, picked up the drawing board that fell on the ground, and disappeared into the depths of the woods with gentle steps.
He looked down at the piece of paper clutched in his palm. It was the piece of paper he had thrown away with Uncle Luo's phone number on it.
You can also feel the slight heat and fragrance of the woman's palm on the note, everything is intoxicating.
Its loss and recovery made Zhang Feng reconsider whether he should call Uncle Luo!
Zhang Feng already knew that Uncle Luo was a soldier, and his position was obviously not low, but what he cared about more was what Uncle Luo said about his father!
He looked up at the sky and murmured: "It seems everything has its own arrangement."
Putting the note into his pocket, Zhang Feng quickly walked towards the dormitory.
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Sitting on the top of the mountain, facing the setting sun, Hu Xinting didn't know how to drop the paintbrush in her hand.
The big boy's face always appeared in front of her eyes, lingering.
Growing up, there was a long line of people who courted her, and there were all kinds of people, but none of them could leave a deep impression on her mind.
However, everything about this big boy who looks very ordinary seems to be etched in his head.
"Forget it, no more drawing."
Hu Xinting packed up her drawing board and walked back to the dormitory building.
There were no other students in the empty dormitory. Only Zhang Feng was lying alone on the hard bed.
Several people had already arrived in the dormitory next door, and laughter could be heard from time to time, which was incompatible with the silence Zhang Feng was in.
He suddenly sat up from the bed and jumped out of bed, walked to the balcony, lit a low-quality cigarette and took two puffs. The smoke circled twice in his chest and then blew out from his mouth and nose.
After calming down, Zhang Feng took out his cell phone and dialed Uncle Luo's number.
It was connected after two beeps. Uncle Luo's slightly hoarse voice came over immediately: "The call came sooner than I expected!"
"Tell me your conditions!" Zhang Feng already understood that there is no free lunch in this world, and the other party would not tell his father's situation in vain.
Uncle Luo on the other end of the phone sighed and said: "Participate in the Huangquan Road in three days and pass through the Gate of Hell, and I will tell you everything you want to know about your father."
Huangquan Road? Hell gate
When he heard the name, he knew it wasn't some kind of vacation place. Zhang Feng then asked, "What next?"
"Then? Then become a soldier, a glorious soldier!" Uncle Luo's voice became sacred, especially the word "soldier" he said very strongly, as if it was the weight in his heart.
Zhang Feng held the phone and was silent for a while, as if he knew something, and said: "My father is also a soldier, right?!"
His words were not a question, but more like self-questioning, self-answering, and self-determination.
"I will pick you up from school tomorrow. Regardless of whether you can pass Huangquan Road or not, you will become a soldier. This is your destiny."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng stood motionless on the balcony, with only scarlet cigarette butts flickering in the darkness. soldier? Usually he just stays in the media, but now he is being said to be his destiny.
Such a statement made Zhang Feng feel very heavy, as if he was carrying a shackles that he couldn't shake off.
Soldier, father! It's hard to connect these two words that are impossible to put together, but they are tied together by reality.
He was leaving tomorrow. Zhang Feng suddenly realized something. He quickly rushed out of the dormitory and ran downstairs. It wasn't until he ran downstairs that he realized that he had no idea where Hu Xinting's dormitory was.
If I can't see her again before I leave, there may be no chance of meeting her again.
Beautiful things rarely appear in his life, and Zhang Feng will cherish them even more whenever they appear.
"Master, how can I find Hu Xinting? Even if I can see her from a distance!"
Just when he was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, he saw a girl in pajamas walking away from him with a thermos bottle, chatting on her cell phone as she walked.
"That's all we can do!"
Zhang Feng followed the girl quietly, hanging far behind the girl's butt.
As he walked further and saw more and more girls, Zhang Feng felt that he should be able to find the girls' dormitory building, but the question came again, how should he meet Hu Xinting
The girls turned into the girls' dormitory building. There were couples nearby who were about to separate. The men and women were reluctant to leave.
"How about asking a girl to ask?"
He turned around and shook his head, and really asked, don't others regard me as a pervert
"How about sneaking into the girls' dormitory directly? Looking from dormitory to dormitory?"
Hurry up and give up this bad idea. Not to mention that this method is completely impossible to succeed. Even if you really sneak in, it's better to go into the toilet with a lantern - looking for (shit) death!
In the end, Zhang Feng chose the wisest approach - wait and see!
"Hu Xinting, I don't believe you don't go downstairs!"
With a mutter in his mouth, Zhang Feng found shelter from the wind and squatted down in a place with a wide view as a base.
A pair of medium-sized eyes were vividly scanning back and forth on the girls entering and exiting the dormitory building, for fear of missing Hu Xinting.
But after a while, Zhang Feng couldn't bear it anymore.
Are all these girls so open now? The sleepiness came out directly from the thin covering, and a pair of white thighs were just exposed. The most fatal thing was that a girl actually walked out of the dormitory building with a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was still wet, she must have just taken a shower.
Sniffling, Zhang Feng still seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of the girl's delicate body that had just taken a bath ten meters away.
The night was getting darker, and Zhang Feng didn't see Hu Xinting walking out of the dormitory, so he tightened his shoulders and leaned against the wall and fell asleep deeply. (To be continued)