Situ Qinglang lost one of his soldiers because of the loss, and he didn't say much for a few days after that.

The sweetheart also accompanied him silently, restrained his usual giggling, and inexplicably became solemn.

When the body of the sacrificed soldier was picked up, Sweetheart saw the pair of helpless old parents, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man to make them miserable, and I heard that they only had this one child, but they were sent to the army, and they suffered such an accident.

Sweetheart watched, tears flowed sparsely, and in the grief of the old couple, she realized what is called the cruelty of life.

In addition to the army pension, Situ Qinglang gave the old couple a large sum of money, hoping that they could spend their old age well, but everyone knew that they had no children under their knees, and it was impossible to "live in peace" no matter what.

The atmosphere at home has been very dull these days, Situ Qinglang This is the first time that he has lost the non-commissioned officer under his direct leadership, and for a moment he feels that he is an unqualified captain, no matter what, he has failed to protect his subordinates.

Although he is not responsible for this matter, he just feels that he has an inseparable relationship with himself, so he has a tense face for several days.

He was sullen, and his sweetheart didn't dare to tell him too much, in addition to empathizing with him in his heart, he was more afraid.

She was so scared that she didn't speak, and when he frowned, she couldn't guess anything of what was going on in his mind.

The matter about Ye Xin was completely forgotten, who could still take care of him at this time, not to mention that the sweetheart wanted to report to Qing Lang all kinds of things about Ye Xin that he had heard.

On Friday, Sweetheart suddenly received a call from Situ Qingqing, she asked her if she wanted to attend the "Farewell Dinner" held by Hua Chengyuan at home, and Sweetheart remembered that there was still such a thing.

I definitely don't want to go to the dinner, how can she be in the mood to care about those who don't have at this time, Situ Qingqing was very annoyed when she heard it: "Please, if you don't go, Weiwei won't go either, then what do you want me to do with a foreign school?"

"Weiwei isn't going either?" Sweetheart was surprised, "Why didn't she go?"

"The ghost knows what kind of awkward thing she is making, anyway, although she forgives me, she just doesn't want to see Hua Chengyuan. Situ Qingqing was very depressed.

Sweetheart is also very depressed, after all, such a good person as Hua Chengyuan is in harmony with Ma Weiwei, but it is okay to say it, but Ma Weiwei is not strong.

"Are you really not going? Maybe if we both go, Ma Weiwei will change her mind. "Situ Qingqing is soft and hard to soak.

"No, I can't leave, Qinglang is in a bad mood these days, you don't know. Sweetheart sighed, "I'm really not going, I want to be at home with him." ”

"Alas, it's the same if you don't accompany him, and it doesn't make much use if you accompany him. ”

"Who said it didn't work, I felt good about myself. ”

"......" Situ Qingqing was completely speechless, so he had to let go, "Okay, let's go to the airport to see him off when he leaves." ”

Sweetheart hung up the phone, and began to feel at ease about Ma Weiwei's affairs again.

She called Ma Weiwei and asked her why she didn't attend Hua Chengyuan's dinner, Ma Weiwei was hesitant on the phone, as if she had a secret, but she didn't say it, only told her to "stop it".

Sweetheart also had nothing to do with Ma Weiwei, so she had to ask a few more words and hung up the phone with a heavy heart.

It's almost the New Year, but everyone seems to be going wrong, except for Sweetheart herself, everyone around her seems to be troubled by all kinds of things.

After another two days, Sweetheart heard from Qingqing that Qiu Qianqian and He Jialuo had broken up, which was expected.

Qinglang is too busy, and the sweetheart naturally has no reason to meet with the He brothers, but I heard that He Jiaming will have a party every Christmas, and speaking of which, the day is almost coming.

The double festival is approaching, the street is lit up, the foreign festival atmosphere in Beiting City is strong, walking on the street, the sweetheart suddenly finds that happy people have different happiness, and unfortunate people also have misfortunes that only belong to themselves and cannot be shared by others.

In the blink of an eye, Christmas has arrived.

Everyone received an invitation to the He family's Christmas party, of course Qinglang was not interested, and he might not necessarily go, Ma Weiwei said that he had something to do, and he would not necessarily go.

"It's been a big year this year, and these guys are big enough. He Jiaming dropped the phone, and felt more and more that this ticket was boring.

The words spread from He Jiaming's ears to Situ Qingqing's ears, and then to the sweetheart's ears, and the sweetheart turned to say sù Qinglang.

"Do you want to go?" asked Situ Qinglang.

"I ...... I want to be with you. "Sweetheart actually wants to be lively, but seeing that Qinglang doesn't seem to be interested in this kind of occasion, he doesn't say it directly, not to mention that Qinglang has not been in a good mood recently.

Situ Qinglang hesitated for a moment, he was really not interested in this kind of thing, but looking at the sweetheart's little eyes, she seemed to be quite willing to participate.

He thought about it for a while, Sweetheart probably hadn't participated in any parties or anything like that before, and she was a lively character, so he relieved himself and said, "You go first at night, and if the troops are okay on my side, I'll go." ”

"Then I'll be with you, I'll wait for you at home?" Sweetheart was a little happy, chattering, "Actually, I think it's good for you to go, you have to go for a walk, you see you've been in a bad mood lately, I'm worried about you." ”

"Once every three days, how good a mood this frequency can make me. Situ Qinglang smiled dumbly, "It's better for you to go first, our family can't have a single representative who participates, this is indeed a bit too much to give He Jiaming face." ”

Sweetheart happily agreed, looking forward to it happily, I heard that the dinner was held at He Jiaming's house, and I didn't know how luxurious it would be.

He Jiaming knows a lot of people, and he is the best party, tonight's dinner is naturally the second and third generations of many officials, deputies, and the military have been looking forward to for a long time, according to Situ Qingqing, it seems that there will be many peripheral women to participate.

After school that morning, Sweetheart called Ma Weiwei again and asked her what she was doing.

Ma Weiwei stayed on the phone for a long time, and finally asked, "Sweetheart, that, are you free in the afternoon?"

"It's nothing to do in the afternoon, but I'm going to attend the He family's dinner in the evening, don't you really go in the evening? ”

Before Ma Weiwei could say anything, the sweetheart explained a lot in a wordy manner, Ma Weiwei smiled dumbly, and said happily: "Okay, then you can come to my house." ”

Sweetheart hung up the phone, took the bus to find Ma Weiwei, stopped at the door of Ma's house, and pressed the doorbell.

It was Ma Weiwei who opened the door, and the sweetheart was stunned as soon as she entered her door - my God, is this a thief?

Ma Weiwei carried two large suitcases, dragged them away with difficulty, and saw that the sweetheart was stunned at the door, and blushed and smiled: "Hey, sweetheart, I'm going to the UK." ”。

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