Finally, when the day came to leave, the unit went out of the car directly to send them away.

At this time, the reluctance and uneasiness in everyone's hearts all erupted.

"Xiaoyuan! Lingling, you must come back safely!" everyone repeated.

Xiang Xiaoyuan turned his head and saw Zhong Yuan holding back tears and Xiao Qing, who was crying silently, Wu Sinong was also wiping his tears, and Brother Jing Tao, he and Su Ping stood together and waved at them.

From the beginning to the end, he never came to him, he knew his temper, and the things he made never changed.

There's always someone going to go, and I'm glad that person is myself......

"It's true, it's not life and death!" Zhao Jianling touched the corners of his eyes, suppressed it vigorously, and wanted to leave with a smile, but he still wanted to cry.

She turned her head to look at the crowd that had moved away, and Xiao Yuan grabbed her:

"Don't look back...... It's not like we're not coming back!"

Since fate has chosen them, they will face it bravely and never look back.

****

Seeing Xiao Qing crying so hard and lying on the bed panting, Zhai Yu was a little scared and hurriedly called Zhong Yuan and the others over.

Seeing Zhong Yuan, Xiao Qing couldn't hold back anymore, she had endured it for many days, this secret buried in her heart made her uneasy, made her feel guilty, like a mountain, it almost crushed her to death.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Xiao Qing hugged Zhong Yuan's arm.

"Actually, I was the one who drew the black lot that day, and Xiaoyuan went for me!"

I finally said it, but the guilt in my heart did not lessen in the slightest.

Everyone was stupid there, and after a while, Zhong Yuan sighed, and gently comforted her:

"It's okay, they'll all be fine, they'll be safe. ”

At this time, Le Yi suddenly understood that Xiang Xiaoyuan's strange attitude in the past few days was due to weishenme.

"You little bastard!" she said, biting her lip, bursting through her teeth.

The girl named Xiang Xiaoyuan will always be like this, she doesn't care about taking risks for others, and she doesn't care about taking responsibility for others. She never cared about gains and losses, never thought about what she would get for her efforts, and never even cared about other people's eyes and misunderstandings.

She's really stupid. But when I think of her, I feel how lucky I am to be able to yujian her in this life.

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan grabbed the phone and was silent for a long time and didn't know what to say.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Hearing that Xiaoyuan had been silent, Cheng Hao on the other side of the phone shouted.

Xiao Yuan bit his lip: "I haven't been going recently, take care." Don't eat instant noodles all the time, cook your own meals and pay attention to your body. ”

Cheng Hao heard her say that she hadn't come recently, and he chuckled in his heart, wondering if this girl was embarrassed because of last week.

Fu Xianlong's unintentional words hit the knot in the hearts of the two.

The contradictions between the two of them are almost all focused on Cheng Hao's personal attitude towards life. No matter how many times, I can't avoid it, and I can't get around it.

For the first time, Cheng Hao had the idea of erasing those erosive pasts.

For the first time, I know that the pleasures in life are a double-edged sword, which can be both gained and lost, and the loss is complete......

"Then when are you coming over?" Cheng Hao lowered his voice to prevent Xiao Yuan from hearing his confusion.

"I don't know ......" Xiang Xiaoyuan really doesn't know.

She didn't tell Cheng Hao the news that she was transferred to the front line, neither wanted to, nor could she.

The geographical distance between the two people is close, but the distance in their hearts is still so far away.

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan, Zhao Jianling and a large group of workers who were dispatched to support the front line were all arranged in a railway hotel.

At first, it was very strict, except for commuting, everyone could not even go out of the building, but then gradually they got better, they began to move around each other, and spontaneously organized themselves to go to the courtyard of the hotel to exercise.

Xiang Xiaoyuan is no stranger to this kind of environment, except for being frequently checked when he goes out and goes in, there is no difference between weekdays and days.

It's just that the daily work is really a bit painful, not to mention the thousands of people who are checked with a temperature gun every day, and the action of raising the arm has to be repeated thousands of times a day, and it hurts so much that I can't even hold the chopsticks at the end of the day.

The main thing is that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and you have to stand at the entrance of the pit stop in thick protective clothing.

As the temperature rises, the protective clothing is like an airtight jar to put people in, sweat soaks all the clothes inside, and when the shift changes in 30 minutes, the hair of the protective clothing is like being washed with water.

Zhao Jianling, like Xiaoyuan, is also guarding the entrance of the station, but she is not in the same team as Xiaoyuan, her main task is to maintain order and supervise the passengers queuing for inspection.

The work is carried out step by step, going to work normally, getting off work, and after a long time, the panic at the beginning slowly fades away, but I feel that this kind of life is not bad.

I met a lot of friends, and it was lively every day.

I just can't see Zhong Yuan and them, so I can only call every day to report my safety.

After dinner, after the two of them took a bath, Zhao Jianling sat on the bed humming a song and combing his hair.

She cherishes her long hair the most, but it's really a shame to have such long, thick hair in a protective suit.

After hesitating a few times, I was reluctant to cut it short, so I had to coil up my hair.

Her long seaweed-like hair and heavy protective clothing make her miserable every day, and only when she takes a shower after work can she feel a sense of relief.

The sword spirit was combing her long hair, and when the sun was about to end, the light all around her dimmed, only her long hair reflected the flaxen light, just like her eyes, very beautiful and thorough.

"Whew......" Zhao Jianling let out a sigh of relief and stretched his waist: "When can I go back?"

Before I knew it, two weeks had passed, and time passed quickly when I was busy, and life was better.

Xiang Xiaoyuan climbed onto her bed and knelt behind her.

"Lingling, I'll braid your hair, right?"

Zhao Jianling nodded, smoothing her hair behind her back, and could feel the feeling of Xiao Yuan's fingers sliding over the ends of her hair.

Xiao Yuan didn't have long hair, but he liked to comb other people's hair, Zhao Jianling's hair was so long, so beautiful, it had just been washed and exuded a faint fragrance, one by one it was entangled, braided into a long twist knot, and then pinned it on the top of his head with a cherry hairpin, and then braided a strand of it.

"Small Garden...... Did you tell your mother to come here?" the Sword Spirit asked suddenly.

Xiao Yuan's hand trembled: "No, what about you?"

"I didn't either, I didn't dare to tell my family, for fear that they would worry. ”

There was no light on in the room, and the two girls stopped talking, quietly enjoying the silence of the moment, just that it was good to be quiet.

"Fortunately, there is still a small garden......"

"Thankfully, there is still a spirit ......"

No one said it, but in their hearts they all thought the same thing, fortunately, there were still each other......