Zhang Xuejing politely greeted Guo Aimin, and the two exchanged a few polite words, and Guo Political Commissar asked Zhang Xuejing if she came to visit the Soviet Army? !

The Soviet Army's love report has been typed, and Guo Aimin naturally knows that the two are in love.

Zhang Xuejing has always been not as reserved and shy as ordinary girls, and said with a generous smile, because of anticipation, there was a strange look in her eyes, like stars in the sky, shining and shining, and her spirit was beautiful.

"You're just in time, hehe, the Soviets are over there in the dormitory.

In the past two days, the training strength may be too strong, the old injury has flare-up, and he is recuperating from the injury, and you have to persuade him when you see him. Guo Aimin said.

As soon as Zhang Xuejing heard that the old injuries of the Soviet army had attacked, the smile on her face disappeared immediately, and she asked nervously and worriedly: "It's not a big problem, right?" Political Commissar Guo, what did the military doctor say?"

"Don't be nervous, if it's a big problem, send it to the hospital, just take care of it, I'll let the little soldier take you there." ”

Political Commissar Guo knew that he was going to recruit Zhang Xuejing if he continued to talk nonsense, and he had to dislike his inkblot mother.

"Okay, thank you, Commissar Guo. Zhang Xuejing grinned, turned around with her things and walked away with the little soldier.

The Soviet army recently changed the dormitory, there are four people living in a room, bunk beds, the room is half smaller than the previous one, but there are fewer people, but it is quiet.

But to have his own privacy, it's still a little bit worse, he hasn't been officially promoted to the deputy camp yet, and there is still a 'generation' on the title, so there is no way to have a single room.

The recurrence of the old injury of the Soviet army this time is actually just an official statement, and the old injury has some minor problems, but it is not serious.

The place where he was injured this time was really embarrassing, except for a few comrades in the same bedroom, he kept everyone else secret, and it was too embarrassing to say it.

When the little soldier knocked on the door, the Soviet army was turning over, lying with his back to the wall and resting, and casually replied 'come in', he thought it was a comrade-in-arms who came back from training, and knocking on the door was a habit that they usually had, in order to show respect for each other.

Zhang Xuejing waved her hand at the little soldier, pushed open the dormitory door by herself, crept in, and locked the door when she closed it with her backhand.

The body of the Soviet army was covered in the quilt, only the shoulders and head were exposed, Zhang Xuejing stepped forward, and looked at the contours of his familiar face and suddenly turned red.

It's dark, and it's thin.

Just as Zhang Xuejing leaned down, Su Jun suddenly turned his head, the lips of the two rubbed together, and Su Jun's eyes widened.

As if he couldn't believe it, he muttered, "Xiaojing, why are you here?"

Zhang Xuejing sat up straight with her arms propped up, and said a little unhappily, "Why am I here?"

I'm not coming to see you, aren't you going to tell me about your old wounds?"

Su Jun sat up, accidentally touched the wound, grinned in pain, pulled Zhang Xuejing's arm and whispered: "Am I not afraid that you will worry? Actually, it is not serious." ”

"Where did it recur?

Is the wound at the knife or the leg?

Didn't I let you take care of it?

You want to go back to the army for training, you think you can, I won't stop you, but you have to know that your injury has only been long ago, and high-intensity training is still risky.

Can't you let people save some heart?" Zhang Xuejing huffed, and stretched out her hand to check the clothes of the Soviet army.

Su Jun was startled, stopped her with a red face, and hurriedly said: "It's really not serious, don't fumble around." ”