Back in his room, Qu Yuan and Yi were half-lying on the bed, without turning on the lights, and closing the curtains, and there were no fingers in the room. His eyes were open, and the scene from many years ago could not be controlled in his mind.

A comrade-in-arms who has lived and eaten with him for three years, the two joined the army together, trained together, and were selected into the special training camp of the special brigade of the military region together, and also met one of the demons in his heart, the Song family, Song Hequan.

He is the instructor of the training camp where the two of them are located, and he is also the youngest instructor in the training camp of the special brigade of the military region, only three or four years older than Qu Yuan.

In fact, the selection of the special brigades of the military region at all levels is the preliminary work of selecting them as the sharp knife units of the national special operations. At that time, the two of them were strong-blooded, determined to become the king of soldiers in the whole region, and they wanted to show their ambitions in the army and make a name for themselves.

Song Hequan is from a big family, whether it is at home or in the army, he has long been accustomed to being high. Qu Yuan and the two of them are talented and talented, and they are also arrogant, and they have long been dissatisfied with Song Hequan's usual calls and drinks, and they have no less slander in private. After a long time, it is inevitable that there will be some friction, and the soldiers regard obedience to orders as their duty, and everyone is young and vigorous, and the contradictions accumulate day by day and gradually become irreconcilable.

In the second year of entering the special training camp, that is, one year after Shen Chong enlisted in the army, the Central Theater keenly discovered this seedling, and a report was directly handed to the top leadership of the central government. After the three major leaders personally organized meetings to deliberate and decide, they immediately formed a special operation knife unit to select top potential seeds from the country's five major theaters and begin a three-year hellish special training.

The opportunity was in front of him, Qu Yuan and his comrades-in-arms naturally didn't want to give up, although their list had been submitted by the leaders of the war zone, but Song Hequan was in the way, and those who wanted to go to the Sharp Knife Army were only qualified to defeat him one-on-one in the confinement room.

Qu Yuan took the lead, with the skills he had honed this year, coupled with his innate divine power, he also passed the test as expected when the two of them didn't know that Song Hequan intended to release water. Next is his thorny comrade-in-arms, who usually works against Song Hequan, and he is the toughest.

In the end, he was young, and when he saw Qu Yuan pass the test easily, he despised the enemy, thinking that this instructor was just an embroidered pillow. How do you know that as soon as he came up, he was steadily suppressed by Song Hequan, originally at that time, as long as he was soft, Song Hequan, who was still in the army, categorically couldn't take his life, but he didn't accept the sky and the earth, Song Hequan, you are a mortal, bullying people all day long, he didn't accept it!

can't fight, and he doesn't accept it, he doesn't lose at the beginning, he doesn't spare people, since he has already provoked it, he keeps provoking Song Hequan and refuses to let go of half a word.

In the end, his mouth was broken, he couldn't speak, his throat was broken, he couldn't make a sound, his eyes were beaten to the point of blurred flesh and blood, and he couldn't see people.

He was tortured and killed on the spot!

This twenty-two-year-old young man, who had just shouted out his youthful dreams and had not had time to take the first step, fell into confinement forever.

When he was carried out, Song Hequan had already left, and Qu Yuan looked for him like crazy, not knowing that Song Hequan was taken back to the clan by the Song family the next day.

Every soldier is the precious wealth of the republic, and dying on the battlefield and the horse leather shroud may be their ultimate belonging, but it is also their ultimate glory, but dying in the hands of their own people is something that the republic can never bear. It's just that the power of the Song family is monstrous, and Song Hequan only broke a gilded road in the army in the end.

It had been a long time since I remembered the past, and a cigarette lit up in the dark room. Tonight, Ling Ran's killing intent, which had been suppressed for a long time, almost exploded, if it weren't for Qu Yuan's character of returning the revenge alone, even if he hadn't traced back to the source of the mysterious and domineering aura on the wine table, he would have to leave one of the Song family behind him even if he fought for his life.

Only one breath, one cigarette, burned it all! Qu Yuan didn't make any other movements, half sat and half lay down and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The next day, I still got up early and made breakfast, and when I saw that it was not yet eight o'clock in the morning, I just thought about whether it was necessary to knock on the door to wake up Su Wanqing, because according to common sense, she still had to go to work today, and then I remembered that Xiao Cihu gave her a few days off last night.

It's just that... Xiao Laohu's generation is quite scheming, and the city government is very deep, Qu Yuan has to think about it very badly, is that guy deliberately saying this in front of the Song family, just to confuse Song Tingjun? After all, he didn't care about Xiao Cihu's face at all last night, and most of them ruined his good deeds, although he was a "initiator", but the cause was Su Wanqing, can she go back?

Then he shook his head again, dignified, when did he become so timid, just a little tiger, how can he really eat himself? As for Su Wanqing, let's take one step at a time, how can a living person suffocate urine to death!

While eating breakfast, the door of the second bedroom suddenly opened slightly, and a pair of eyes looked back and forth through the crack in the door. Qu Yuan heard the movement, smiled secretly in his heart, probably understood the reason, didn't care about her, and continued to eat breakfast.

Probably thinking that she was a little too much, Su Wanqing then opened the door generously, Qu Yuan looked up naturally, and a bowl of white rice porridge was almost fed into his nostrils. Su Wanqing was dressed tightly, with an off-white undershirt on her upper body, and the lower half of her body was still the black hip-wrapping skirt, but the pair of flesh-colored stockings had been taken off.

A pair of long legs are round and white, just the right height with a bumpy devil figure, and that sleepy-eyed angel face, Qu Yuan dares to pack a ticket, he has never seen such a beautiful woman! Even he is sure that he will never see a more beautiful woman than her!

Although he has also experienced all kinds of women except Heimei, Su Wanqing is definitely the most stunning! No wonder people like Song Tingjun also look at her differently.

Su Wanqing's fair and pretty face turned red, and she hurriedly ran into the bathroom wearing a pair of sandals that were several sizes older, which was very cute. Qu Yuan took the opportunity to straighten up and take a look, not only the front is good-looking, but the back is also extremely attractive! The calves are well-proportioned, the arc is beautiful, and the white feet and fingers are also smeared with nail polish, although Qu Yuan doesn't like it very much, but he still thinks it looks good.

Is this woman a group of angels specially created by God to come down and harm the world? He has already personally experienced the specific meaning of the world's absolute beauty and the same as the red face and the water of calamity.

Su Wanqing locked the bathroom door, gently patted her plump chest that was slightly undulating, and was about to open the sink cabinet to get a new toothbrush, and found that the one she used half a month ago was still inserted in the cup last time.

Then she smiled, and her eyes began to mist again, but this time she smiled so happily that she let the tears slide down her face. A feeling that had not appeared for a long time quietly sprouted in the bottom of her heart, and she was faintly aware of it. Immediately, it was gloomy again, and my heart was inexplicably like being poured with a bucket of cold water.

Yes, he has been married and has children, why should he be so happy? How can he be so happy? He is so young and capable, why should he find such a pair of "broken shoes" as himself?

Her former self-confidence, calmness, beauty and generosity suddenly became like a frosted eggplant, and all disappeared.

Brushing her teeth and washing her face in a dull manner, she looked at herself again in the mirror, others said you were beautiful, others said you were in good shape, others said you were still very young. But so what? You're married, you've got children, and you're older than him.

As if she couldn't get along with herself, Su Wanqing looked at herself in the mirror in the bathroom in a daze, and she didn't come back to her senses until Qu Yuan knocked on the door.

A person's spirit changes, and people like Qu Yuan have the most acute sense of smell. Su Wanqing's shyness and liveliness that just ran out of the bedroom are very different from the current lowness, naturally she can't escape Qu Yuan's eyes, probably she is also having a headache about how to gain a foothold in Jiacheng Group in the future, right?

It's my responsibility!

Qu Yuan scratched his head, "That... Xiao Cihu said let you take a break today, or I'll send you home first after breakfast?"

"Well, thank you. She passed him.

After this calf, Qu Yuan has never comforted anyone, let alone a woman. He followed behind Su Wanqing and was silent.

The two of them have different thoughts, and they seem to have mistaken the direction of each other's thoughts but don't know it.