In the dead of night, the lights in the study were dim, and in the light silk and bamboo music, Li Yundao opened the first letter, and there was a faint fragrance of ink on the letterhead, and the beautiful and elegant font made him think of the smile of the woman who wrote the letter. Each letter is not too long, but between the lines, it is full of deep longing.

San'er: See you well!

Today is the first day I have reported back to the army. The scenery here is beautiful, the sky is blue every day, and I would rather choose our family to live here than the air of the capital and the West Lake. I received a new mission, to form a new women's special combat team, I have already thought of a name, it is called "Red Sword", the red sword is unsheathed, and all the ghosts and ghosts are slashed. I adapted to the life in the army very quickly, the food was very good, and the recovery training was not too hard, but I was very worried about you and Fengju. Feng Ju, this kid is not honest when he sleeps, he always likes to kick the quilt, and he remembers to help him cover the quilt at night. You should also pay attention to your own work, go back to see Fengju when you are tired, don't stare at the case day and night, your body is the most important thing. The troops are now stationed in a secret camp, cut off from personal contact with the outside world, and it may be a long time before you hear from me, but I believe that you and Feng Ju must know that I miss you very much here!

Tao Yao.

The letter is one per day, like a diary. Li Yundao opened those letters one by one, carefully reading the deep thoughts from the southwest border word by word, he wanted to pick up a pen to reply to the woman fighting on the border, but he knew that except for the afternoon when he asked Mu Wan'er to bring back the note from the army's station, he couldn't send a letter.

He finally opened all the letters, and the letter was thick enough to bind a book. Some of the handwriting was delicate and brisk, which should have been written in the dormitory, some of which were scribbled and stained, which should have been written during the mission, and a few of which were obviously written with the left hand, which should have been written with the left hand when the right hand was injured and could not be used to write.

He read the letter over and over again, and the woman like the fairy palace Zhu Rui sat opposite him, pouring out the greetings and worries from the battlefield. When the bell rang in the early hours of the morning, he sorted out his mood a little and fell asleep alone, and at the end of the dream was the southwest border with a blue sky.

The quicksand of time began to creep through life, and quietly, autumn was like a lonely person, and the cocoon departed. The cold air from the north came, and West Lake ushered in the first heavy snow after the beginning of winter.

Pear blossoms bloom overnight. The children rushed into the snow in surprise and rolled on the ground excitedly, and the snowballs whizzed around, and one of the snowballs missed and fell into the necks of the passers-by, causing an exclamation and frightened the children into a fuss.

Dai Jifei, the beauty in charge of "West Lake Daily", looked at the children who ran away with annoyance, if it weren't for the task ordered by the president himself, such a ghost weather, she would not say anything and would not come out to run the news in person. In the morning, the Social News Department had confirmed with the Meteorological Bureau that this was the biggest snowstorm that West Lake had encountered since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Dai Jifei is the person in charge of the party and government news, and before Qu Feiqing left, she invited the secretary who admired her to have a meal, and before the winter, the red-headed document appointing her as the director of the party and government news department of the daily newspaper had already come down. With such a ghost weather, she was a middle-level principal of a newspaper and wanted to run the news in person, which already made her feel very sad, and when she thought of the difficult agent of the Public Security Bureau, her already not very sunny weather was like this hazy sky, and she couldn't wait for the next moment to fall goose feathers and heavy snow.

"When is there no finals of the big competition, but you have to fight the finals in this kind of ghost weather......" she muttered, stepping on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, except for the subway, most of the means of transportation have been paralyzed, and there is not even a private car to be seen on the busy road on weekdays. Most of the cars parked on the side of the road were stuck in the snow, so it was strange that they could drive on the road.

West Lake has never encountered such a blizzard, and the city does not seem to have a corresponding plan for such extreme weather, I believe that the new Secretary Lin should be anxious like an ant on a hot pot at this time, right? Thinking of the same young Secretary Lin, Dai Jifei's heart beat hard, and when she interviewed Lin Yiyi for the first time, she found that her budding love buds of more than 20 years finally bloomed at that moment.

However, why did she go to interview the Public Security Bureau?

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