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The sunlight shone into the faint light through the light-colored curtains, and Lin Yan tossed and turned, stretching out her legs to hook the waist of the person next to her. Rong Yi opened his eyes, his gaze was lazy and easy-going, and his deep slender fingers stroked Lin Yan's thighs across his body, and took her into his arms.

The person in his arms seemed to be still dreaming, and the muttered dream words carried a hint of panic. Lin Yan vaguely felt that someone was moving her, she subconsciously touched the position next to her, and her hand was warm skin.

Rong Yi reached out and grabbed her wandering hand, clutching it tightly in the palm of her hand. The words she muttered were heard in her ears, and Rong Yi's chest hurt a little.

"You're still there." She muttered.

Last time, she was still in this state, and she returned to reality, and her consciousness was dissipated. Their day was like a dream, lingering in the dream, waking up and running their own ways.

Rong Yi's phone buzzed on the table, he reached for it and muted it, hanging up on what he thought was the military. He glanced at Lin Yan, who was sleepy-eyed and quiet in his arms, and she in his arms and her in the ward seemed to be two different people.

Suffering and illness can change a person's face and spirit, but they cannot change her strong heart.

I'm sorry, I should have found you sooner and saved you from so much suffering.

He still remembers that when he first received Lin Yan's case, he once told Wang Manman that this patient had missed the best treatment period. If the disease is detected and curbed at the beginning of the disease, it may not end up like this.

"I heard that my family is poor, and I don't have the time or money to go to treatment." Wang Manman replied to him.

"There are a lot of people who don't have money, but they don't care about their illness, and doctors all over the world can't save them." When Rong Yi said this, his tone was cold, and Wang Manman stood next to him and couldn't refute it.

Everyone's position is different, and who can blame whom.

Later, in the long-term remote participation in treatment seminars, he saw a strong desire to survive in Lin Yan. It wasn't until the final system engagement began that he saw Lin Yan's file.

Everyone's life is different, and like himself, a person who has been born into an elite class may not be able to experience the feeling of being cornered by life. But after looking at Lin Yanyi's long file, he realized that maybe he should have left the little girl at that time.

Even if his mother died early, even if his father died while teaching in the west. Even if she is alone in country M, it is better than Lin Yan's life of fighting alone.

It's not sympathy, but after reading it, I felt a little pricked in my heart, the little girl who was with me at the beginning, wearing a skirt like a little princess. In a blink of an eye, he changed into a blue and white striped hospital gown and lay in the ward he was in charge of.

There are so many kinds of encounters in this world, but their encounters are so sad.

The phone in his hand was still ringing, Rong Yi touched the top of Lin Yan's furry hair, and looked at the rising sun outside the window. Downstairs, the sound of people greeting each other began to be heard, accompanied by the cries of children and the reprimands of old people.

This kind of life is so good, with you, and the smell of fireworks.

Stay away from cold instruments, away from departments full of the smell of disinfectant water, away from the operating room with glare and shadowless lights, and away from the life that watches your life disappear every day.

"What's the matter?"

Rong also hung up the phone and gave Ji Boyan a text message back.

Ji Boyan took out his mobile phone and looked at it, his fingers on the table stopped, he picked up the hat on the table and put it on, turned around and walked into the communication room next door: "Rong also didn't answer the phone?" ”

The soldier next to him hung up the phone with a snap and gave a regular military salute: "Report to the chief, no." ”

"Then you don't have to call him, I'll just contact him." Ji Boyan turned around and walked into the office after instructing, and replied, "Start planning." ”

After a long time, he replied with a good sentence that was concise and clear.

In the ears, it seems that it is still the sound of extravagant music, and the luxurious and beautiful life of the Shen family is like a huge beast lurking, with a black mouth, devouring people little by little.

Rong Yi took out his mobile phone and sent a short text message to an unfamiliar number: "Start urging the goods." ”

When he lowered his head again, he saw that Lin Yan had already opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyes were still a little blurry, her long hair was scattered behind her back, she was on her hands, and her hair slipped down, revealing her round shoulders.

"Who are you texting again, Shen Youyi?" Lin Yan raised her eyebrows and asked.

"It's not." Rong Yi reached out and took her into his arms, gently stroking her smooth back: "In the future, you go to Chen Weiyan and don't run around." ”

"Chen Weiyan?" Lin Yan snorted coldly: "You threw me to Chen Weiyan again, do you want to break up with me again?" ”

Rong Yi chuckled, put his right hand behind her head and pulled her in front of him: "Break up? Aren't we in a state of breakup now? ”

"Break up?" Lin Yan was a little furious after hearing this, she hammered Rong Yi's chest hard, and spread her right hand: "Then give money?" ”

Rong Yi reached out and patted her palm, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and her voice still had the laziness and lowness of the morning: "Don't do this in the future." ”

"Oh." Lin Yan blew her somewhat reddened palm, and whispered, Rong Yi pulled back her little hand when she saw this, reached out and rubbed it.

"Hurt you?"

"Hmm."

"I'm sorry."

"Yes."

Rong Yimo, one turned over and pressed Lin Yan under him: "Then let's do it again." ”

"Hey, hey, that's not the same thing!"

The fog outside the window has all dissipated, revealing the harsh sunlight, and the low walls of the neighborhood are crawling with creepers, and under the corners are chasing children and hurried young people. Inside the room were two people who were lingering in death, whispering softly and gasping, behind the thin gauze curtains, unobstructed.

There is a rare peace on the border of country Y, and the number of refugees who are wandering around today is more than half less than usual, and they are wrapped in dirty cloaks, standing far away on the border between country Y and their own country, looking at the peaceful and peaceful life of the people on the other side. And behind them, there is an endless stream of munitions and the wails of homeless.

The coup d'état in country Y has been going on for a week, and the military and the government are still facing off, and the two parties are officially facing each other and declaring war. Many Western countries have begun to take sides and carry out partisan support.

Country Y is now in disarray, with streets littered with the corpses of refugees, □□ women, and orphaned children. Despite this, the small town near the border of country Y is still brightly lit with gambling and drug dealing.

When Ji Boyan was alone in the environmental battle of Country Y, he happened to meet the gamblers who came out of the underground casino and were about to find the □□ next to him.

One by one, they were depressed and decadent, and their eyes seemed to have lost their brilliance.

"Big brother gambles?" A gambler next to him greeted him and looked at him neatly dressed like a rich man: "From country C? ”

"Hmm." Ji Boyan nodded and touched the gun on his waist.

"Country C is full of rich people." The gambler smiled, took out a bag of □□ from his pocket, and shook it at him: "Together?" ”

Ji Boyan saw the corner of his mouth, nodded, and took out a stack of currency of Country Y from his arms: "Let's go, take a gamble?" ”

Talking about gambling, it's just that the gamblers look at the rich man who has just arrived, and want to pull into the water to catch a fish together and fish out the money on him. Aren't all the wealthy businessmen who just came to country Y like this, at first they just came to have fun, and then they became addicted to drugs and gambling, and in the end they were either downtrodden or insane.

They have seen so much, and their compassion and compassion have long been worn out by this rotten and decadent life, and they have disappeared. All that's left in my mind is either to win the money back or to pull the rich people into the water.

Ji Boyan followed behind them, and the gambler who gave him drugs at the beginning asked him in Country Y, which was not fluent: "Country Y is now at war, and the border is almost a dead city, why does the little brother still have the heart to come here?" ”

Ji Boyan pinched the drugs in his pocket and smiled, and lowered his voice: "Gambling in country C is boring, and drugs are expensive to death." Have fun, whether he fights or not. ”

After hearing this, the person on the other side laughed out loud, he reached out and patted Ji Boyan's shoulder with a hand full of smoke smell, leaned into his ear and lowered his voice: "There are drugs, and there will be fun." ”

With a wave of his hand, he walked to a downhill staircase around the corner and made a gesture of please. Ji Boyan nodded, pushed open the door and entered.

The casino is brightly lit and bustling with people. The sound of betting came and went, and many people were in a trance, looking at the chips on the table and their bets, a little crazy. The people here are drunk and fascinated, which forms a huge contrast with the mournful scene outside.

Ji Boyan was led by the doorman all the way to the innermost VIP seat. I saw that the VIP seat opposite had already sat down a guest first. The man had a cigar in his mouth and wore a stiff suit. His facial features are gloomy and sharp, and he has a gun pinned to his waist, which looks a little promising. He saw Ji Boyan sit down, lowered his head and thought for a while with some confusion, and then raised his eyes.

He stared at Ji Boyan for a long time, smiled and asked the person next to him, and then walked over with a glass of champagne.

"Colonel Ji, meet for the first time, take care of me."

His voice was low, deliberately muffled to his own. When the people next to him heard the colonel's words, they turned their eyes to Ji Boyan. Ji Boyan reached out and took a sip of wine from the glass of champagne, and stood up with a smile.

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