In the last week or so, he has come. So there's no time to update. I just met him by a classmate.

At that time, I met because I needed help with some personal matters. He is a soldier brother who has been a soldier for many years, and I should have asked about the specific years, but because my memory is sometimes not good, I forget how long it was.

He was in the Air Force, I only saw his armband, and I have seen him in uniform to this day, and he must be very handsome.

I don't know exactly what he does, but when he chats, he's sometimes idle, and sometimes he's busy.

His troops were in Gansu. That's all I know about his work. We talked a lot when we started having things, and of course it was basically about that.

It's very little after it's over. It should be the first half of this year to start chatting frequently, I don't know what to do, I posted it to the circle of friends, and then we slowly chatted more.

He had already told me that he was going to take a vacation in November, mainly because of exams. I haven't verified what he said himself.

He usually reads books every night until eleven or twelve o'clock, and every time he opens a video or chats with me, it is to relax his mood and adjust his attitude.

(Maybe I'm more festive, so he saw that I could adjust better.) When he was about to take a vacation, I also blessed him in advance, wishing him to pass every exam.

I didn't say it for two days, and I opened a video with a sad face and said that I couldn't fix it, and I said what's wrong. He said the task, and the leader asked him to go to the competition.

I said what, he said, the soldier's mission is to obey orders. On the day of departure, they sent me a message saying that they had set off, probably in a little more than a month.

Later, after a long, long time, they sent me a message saying that they were back, but I forgot about training or another competition, after all, it was too long, and I didn't experience it, so it's normal to forgive me for forgetting.

He's been planning to take a leave of absence from October until December, and he's been busy in between, busy with competition training or something, although I don't even know what he's busy with but he's just very busy.

At the beginning of December, he finally took a vacation, and after a few days of going home, he was going to his brother's place in Wuxi, and he knew that I was not far away, so he came to me for a walk.

That was the first time I saw him in reality. Later, I took him out to eat, and after looking for a long time there was only hot pot, so we ate hot pot and chatted while eating.

Because I've talked many times, it's not very strange, so it's very easy to talk about. Halfway through, while he wasn't paying attention, I went to the bathroom under the pretext of going to the bathroom and secretly bought the order.

As a result, he knew that he insisted on transferring the money to me, saying that when he went out to eat with girls, how could he make girls pay for it.

Well, I was tempted to say that I basically paid for the meals I went out with the boys, so I didn't think it mattered.

He can't do it, he must give me money, I don't want it. Then, he almost went to the shopkeeper and asked them to return the money to me, and he went to pay for it again.

In the end, I took his money and finished it. I took him to the movies early after dinner, and he said that he had only seen it once in the cinema until now, when he was with his ex-girlfriend.

It's embarrassing that my ex-girlfriend and I were classmates in high school, and we didn't have much contact with each other after being admitted to different schools in college.

I didn't know it at the time, but I heard him say it later. That day I watched a foreign mystery film, I forgot the title, it's about a novelist and their family and his maid, to be honest, the first half of the film is really boring, we walked a lot in that room, originally we both wanted to go, thinking about spending money to watch it.

I didn't expect it to be more exciting the more I went to the back. On the way, we kept guessing who killed the novelist and who was the real murderer.

We don't know until the end of the story. This movie is different from the mystery films I watched before, and I guessed at the time that he must have done well at the box office.

I really didn't pay much attention to what happened later. After watching the movie, I took him to a nearby hotel to stay, and when he settled down, I went home and went to sleep.

I forgot if we went during the day or the next day. Anyway, when he first came, he took him out for a walk.

The next day, because I had to go to work, he went to Wuxi in the afternoon. He stayed in Wuxi for two or three days before returning home with his brother.

When he went home, he dealt with things at home, and after he finished dealing with it, he stayed at home to eat, sleep and play with his mobile phone.

Later, when I heard that I was dismissed, I looked depressed, and I was not at ease, so I dragged his big box over.

(Why did he lug a big suitcase?) I can only say that maybe his big box is worth a lot.) Coincidentally, I came to my aunt for the past two days, and my stomach hurt so much.

After he found out, he went downstairs to buy brown sugar and jujubes or something, and he insisted that I eat them, I couldn't eat them after eating a bite or two, so he boiled water for me to drink.

Well, my house didn't turn on the fire for a few days, and he boiled water and went downstairs to buy mineral water and a kettle, and then caught me and talked hard for a long time.

said that a person can live like this, and then he talked a lot. Then I look at my house and say is there this?

Is there one? And keep asking and asking. Maybe he saw that I was a little unhappy later, so he took the keys and left.

I felt sick to my stomach and continued to lie on the bed to warm my own little belly. After a good meeting, he called me and told me to go downstairs and get something.

I went down in my slippers. When I went down, my God, the cart was full of stuff.

I'll just say him, I said you almost didn't move the supermarket to the house. He said then should I move again?

Well, after identification, the little brother is not joking. The two of us entered the house with big bags and small bags.

I asked how much money I had spent and wanted to transfer it to him, but I didn't want to live or die. He said that as long as I took him in for one night.

He said that the hotel he stayed in last time was too bad, and the others were far away from me, so I couldn't bear to agree.

A few days later, I reacted and realized that this was a routine, a big routine. (In his words, the ancient routine has won people's hearts.)

It happened that the last time the family sent two quilts, and then he made the quilt with air conditioning covers and spread on the floor at my house.