Tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, Su Yan simply sat up and sighed softly.

Drunkenness is half-truth, but the heart that provokes him is 120% true.

This 120 points of mind must be drunk with those three points, half-truths and half-truths, and a fat guts, so that they dare to go up and down and wantonly "light".

Su Yan stretched out his arms to hug himself tightly, and there seemed to be a faint aftertaste of him on his clothes and hair, like a lemon tree under the sun, warm and smelling.

The night was a little cold, so she had to pretend that his body temperature and smell were still surrounding her.

Uncontrollable thoughts, drifting back to four years ago.

At that time, that incident was very big.

A country's top special forces, who should have adhered to military rules as if they were sticking to their lives, lost control in the course of carrying out their mission and carried out brutal actions that bordered on massacre and murder without authorization, resulting in the death of a drug lord in Weinan, who was both a criminal and a possibly an important witness.

Moreover, Wei Nan insisted on describing this big drug lord as a law-abiding citizen, and took this opportunity to put a hard deal on the diplomatic department of Long Guo.

The matter went all the way to the northern capital, and it entered the highest-level military work conference.

In view of Zhao Xie's extremely prominent military exploits and very serious mistakes at the same time, the discussion on his handling was very intense.

The moderate faction believes that he has been greatly stimulated and that there is a reason for the incident, and that he should be punished with a small punishment and a big warning. The stern faction insists that uncontrolled special combatants are more dangerous than lethal weapons and must be severely punished!

The provincial military district sent a commissioner over called "visiting", but in fact, it was someone from the province who wanted to keep Zhao Kun who sent him to "let him know."

Su Yan looked through the glass and saw that the commissioner and Zhao Kun were nodding and shaking their heads, and they looked bitter.

Zhao Kun's behavior is likely to be reviewed by the ad hoc committee, and this is not the worst. If he goes to a court-martial, his good future in the army will be over.

Once the court-martials are heard, it is a question of whether the uniform can be worn or not.

Hearing this, Zhao Xie just looked at the wall opposite the hospital bed with an indifferent face, as if what the other party said had nothing to do with him, and he didn't care at all about the olive green that he regarded as glory.

The commissioner spent a long time talking, but Zhao Kun's expression didn't even change at all, and only shook his head lightly when he made his last request.

The commissioner was also helpless, and simply instructed him to recuperate from his injuries and get up to say goodbye. When I walked out, I happened to meet Su Yan, who was holding a thermos bucket and standing at the door.

He and Zhao Kun came out of a military division, and knew that this was Zhao Kun's senior follower, so he didn't see her, and sighed and said to Su Yan: "You can persuade him well." It's about his future, and if you persuade him, he may be able to listen to it. ”

How to persuade it?

Su Yan was hesitating to push the door, Zhao Yan turned his face and saw her through the glass, but it was unusual, nodding and asking her to pass.

His face was still pale, and some cyan stubble appeared, which made Su Yan feel distressed.

"I have a bottle of wine in my house, you go and bring it to me, and drink a little with me. Zhao Kun rarely called her like this, just like commanding a little maid.

"You're still wounded, you can't ......"

Before Su Yan finished speaking, Zhao Kun interrupted her with a cold face and said coldly: "If you are here to persuade me like others, then go out." ”

Zhao Kun, who had just lost his beloved, was no longer the incomparably tall and mature male god who always made Su Yanyan look up and chase desperately, his face was haggard and cold, making Su Yan speechless, full of truth, but he couldn't even pop out a word.

Witnessing the death of a loved one, this heart-piercing pain, makes any truth pale and ridiculous.

In the end, Su Yan didn't say anything, and went back to get the wine.

Although Zhao Kun doesn't drink often, there are a lot of neat places in the wine cabinet of the house. There are Suntory's Old, Chivas Regal 18 years old, and two bottles of Yingtai for the army, it is said that this kind of wine, the market is bought are defective, only the northern capital special supply and military supply two kinds, is the cellar of the eight classics!

Su Yan didn't dare to pick these spirits, so he turned around and picked one with the lowest degree, which was the Sophenia.

Two hours later, Su Yan carried a large bag that obviously did not match his clothes, hid, and slipped into the intensive care unit.

It was the first bottle of Sophenia they drank together. It can be seen that Zhao Kun is very dissatisfied with her choice, looking at the red wine she took out, she let out a laugh from her throat.

In fact, it can't be counted as "drinking together" at all.

During the whole process, Su Yan just sat next to him, holding his cup, and silently organized the wording in his stomach.

Zhao Kun picked up a simple disposable paper cup and drank a full cup with a bang.

"That...... What did that person tell you just now?" Su Yan cautiously tested: "It won't be to force you to return to the army, right?

Zhao Kun glanced at her, didn't speak, and in the blink of an eye, it was another glass.

Su Yan was shocked: "Don't kill you!" Put down his cup, go up and take it from his hand. Zhao Kun is so flexible, a slight flash will make her pounce. The moment he got closer, Su Yan's nose shook a trace of blood.

A closer look shows that the bandage on Zhao Kun's chest, through the gauze, has oozed a bloodstain nearly the size of a palm.

Su Yan's anger suddenly came up.

These days of fear and fear, the grievances that I have endured for days have turned into anger the moment I saw Zhao Kun spoil himself like this. As soon as she reached out, she knocked over the bottle!

With a "bang", the wine bottle fell to the ground and shattered, and the aroma of red wine suddenly filled the entire ward.

Su Yan's eyes were full of tears at some point, and he couldn't say a word when he stared at Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun didn't even glance at the bottle of residual wine, nor did he lose his temper. He looked at Su Yan coldly, and said expressionlessly: "The superior asked me to write a report to admit that this time the behavior of the Venans was a mistake, and it was a mistake for me to kill him." ”

Su Yan's heart trembled, and he didn't know what to say.

The indifference in Zhao Kun's eyes disintegrated little by little. Even though he was covered in knife wounds and lying in the intensive care unit, the man who still looked as powerful as a lion gradually disintegrated and collapsed in silence.

Su Yan's heart was severely crushed by the despair in his eyes.

She stepped forward, ignoring the residue of the bottle, and stepped on it and hugged him.

Zhao Kun's voice was still cold, as if it was coming from a distance, but it pierced into Su Yan's heart like a knife.

"I'm not at fault. He killed my Jingyi! I wish he had to die ten more times!"

The doctors and nurses heard the commotion and hurried over, and when they pushed the door, they saw a field of glass slag and residual wine. The young nurse was so angry that she jumped to her feet, scolded and hurried, and drove Su Yan out of the ward.

Zhao Kun's wound burst!

Blood stained the entire bandage on his chest red. Paramedics scrambled to treat the wound and redress him.

Blood loss and alcohol made Zhao Kun extremely tired, and before the doctor finished tossing, he fell asleep groggy. didn't notice that Su Yan looked at him from a distance through the glass on the door of the ward, and looked at him blankly for a long time.

Perhaps, losing Shen Jingyi in such a tragic way, Zhao Kun lost a very important, very important part of his life. It was so important that even the rest of him lost its vitality and turned into a dead mess.

However, he still has this military uniform!

As long as he doesn't take off his military uniform, Zhao Kun will definitely be able to come back to life sooner or later, and continue to be the omnipotent man in Su Yanyan's mind!

Su Yan made up his mind that even if he fought hard, he would keep his military status for him!