Chapter 7 Han Huaizhi

P.S: If there are military enthusiasts who know this old general, Soap is here to talk about it. The date of death of the old chief of staff, soap given was postponed by many years. Don't worry about these details. Hey.

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"Because I like you!" Song Qian raised her head violently, looked at Dongfang Ran's back, and said loudly.

"Because I like you!!"

"That's it! I'm done. Song Qian stood up expressionlessly. I don't know how she had the strength to stand up. But she just stood up. Stand behind Dongfang Dye.

"Finished? So. Dongfang Ran turned around, and the bright smile made Song Qian in a trance. After that, let's be my girlfriend, Song Qian. ”

Be my girlfriend, Song Qian......

Song Qian was like being struck by lightning, and looked at Dongfang Dye in disbelief. I didn't expect him to say such a thing! But he has a girlfriend!

Dongfang Ran seemed to see her concerns, and said with a smile: "Jihyun is my girlfriend is good, but I don't like her. Think of it as a political marriage. I also told her that if someone I like meets, I'm with that person, and she won't ask. ”

The corners of Song Qian's mouth twitched. "Is this our concubine in ancient China?"

Song Qian said so, so she basically agreed. hugged Song Qian and said with a smile: "You are not a concubine, you are a wife."

Song Qian pushed Dongfang Dye away. Rolled his eyes angrily. "Go aside."

Dongfang Dye doesn't care, he's not the kind of person who is in a hurry. "I've been here with you to recuperate for the past few days, and then I'll go to Hollywood to continue filming "Iron Man II". Do you have a period of healing, come with me? ”

"I'll talk about it then, but let's not talk about it yet. What are you going to say to the masses? If the two girlfriends are a big blow to the reputation you have worked so hard to accumulate! Song Qian said with some concern.

"Zhixian and I have already thought about it, but we will wronged you." Dongfang Dye said.

"Wronged me?" Song Qian said strangely.

"Yes. It's just not public. Even if the two of us are photographed eating together, we just don't admit it. Jihyun will also post a post to explain that he doesn't care. I just wronged you. Dongfang Ran shrugged his shoulders and said.

"That's right. I'm fine! Song Qian thought it was something. She debuted, but she is an idol! Idol love itself is a big blow to fans, even if the two are really in love alone, she will not make it public. It's not a big deal.

"It's good if you agree." Dongfang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Song Qian would not agree. When the time comes, I will inevitably have to think of some more solutions.

"By the way, when will I meet my sister?" Song Qian said with a grin.

"Sister? Do you have a sister? Dongfang Dye said strangely.

"Stupid! I mean Sister Jihyun! Song Qian said speechlessly.

"Oooh. The co-author sister was called. Dongfang Dye said with a smile.

"Hee-hee." Song Qian smirked happily. "Brother Dye, Sister Zhixian is easy to talk to, right?" Song Qian asked with some concern.

For Song Qian calling her brother, Dongfang Dye didn't have much mood swings.

"Jihyun is fine, didn't you talk to her?"

"Isn't that a different identity at the time?" Song Qian said with a grin. Hearing Dongfang Dye say this, she was relieved.

"Speechless...... Dongfang Ran smiled and shook his head. Take a break, and I'll take you out for a walk when you wake up. The environment here in the main hospital is quite good. ”

"Uh-huh."

Covering Song Qian with a quilt, Dongfang Ran turned around and left the ward.

Song Qian watched Dongfang Ran leave, her eyes still showing some disbelief. A big star actually became his boyfriend in such a daze. What a big deal!

"It's like a dream...... If yes, then please keep dreaming......" Song Qian muttered, closing her eyes and falling asleep.

……

It's past 8:30 p.m., and even though it's already night, it's still like day. Soft lights illuminate the garden. Many family members of patients take patients for a walk here after dinner.

"Brother Dye, do you know all the people here?" Song Qian sat in a wheelchair, looked at the people around her and asked curiously.

She is very weak now, and she can't move around freely on her own, so she can only sit in a wheelchair and let Dongfang Dye push her around.

"I don't know." Dongfang Ran replied with a smile.

"Then why are these people looking at us? Could it be that these old people also pay attention to the entertainment industry? Song Qian asked curiously.

Along the way, everyone looked at it in unison. Judging from their eyes, they know Dongfang dyeing.

"Pretty much." Dongfang Ran smiled, not explaining too much.

Song Qian is in South Korea, not often in China, and I don't know how often Oriental dyeing appears on Chinese TV.

All kinds of advertisements are bombarded all over the world, and there is no hope if you don't know this product. Unless you don't watch TV. But how many people haven't watched TV for a long time these days? Chief No. 1 also watches TV.

"Oh." Song Qian turned her head and continued to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the garden. Even at night, you can still see these blooming flowers clearly.

This is a greenhouse, and it can bloom even in winter.

"Are these flowers pretty? Girl? An old but energetic voice rang in his ears.

Song Qian turned her head, and what caught her eyes was an old man wearing a white silk practice uniform. Gray-haired and pale face, he looks very energetic.

Dongfang Ran looked at the old man, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. He seemed to know who the old man was, but he didn't interrupt him without making a sound.

"Beautiful! Grandpa, did you grow it? Song Qian didn't notice the change in Dongfang Ran's eyes, and only thought that this was an ordinary officer's family. But she also doesn't want to think about it, how many ordinary people can come to the General Hospital of the Military Region?

"I planted it, and I've been planting it for many years." The old man walked up to a cluster of flowers and sniffed deeply, his face full of intoxication.

"So many words are planted by you, grandpa?!" Song Qian looked at the old man in astonishment and said.

"yes. I've been planting for more than thirty years......," the old man said with some melancholy.

"More than thirty years! Is growing flowers really that fun? Song Qian said in shock.

"Pretty much." The old man walked over and patted Song Qian's head. "Planting a flower is like planting a soul. I hope that these souls can rest in peace in these soils. ”

The old man's eyes were full of sadness that could not be concealed.

"These souls died deservedly, fighting for what they believed in, and they were willing." Dongfang Dye suddenly interjected.

The old man glanced at Dongfang Dye in surprise, and then lowered his head and continued to look at the flowers. But he said, "Yes." Fight for the faith. They all live for their beliefs, live wonderfully, and die vigorously. It's valuable. ”

Song Qian's eyes widened, a little confused, and she forced to watch the conversation between the two people. What do you mean?

"But what is your faith, child? And what do you live for? The old man turned his head, looked at Dongfang Ran, who was dressed in white, and asked with a smile.

"You don't need to know my faith. What I live for, like these souls. Live to protect. Dongfang Dye said lightly.

"Guard?" The old man laughed inexplicably. "Why don't you guard it in a place where it is light? Why be the Guardian of the Darkness? ”

"Where there is light, there is darkness. Protection, not necessarily light will be better than darkness. It is best to protect in the darkness. "Oriental Dye is still indifferent.

"That's right. So, child, can you tell me your impression of this flower? The old man asked.

"They. All the loveliest. It is worthy of the respect of future generations. Dongfang Ran looked at these flowers with deep eyes and said silently.

"Thank you, kid." The old man patted Dongfang Dye on the shoulder and walked away with old steps.

Dongfang Ran looked at the old man's back and spoke for a long time.

"Brother Dye, who is this old man?" Song Qian is not stupid. Although the conversation between the two is confusing, the conversation between the two is obviously not a simple and ordinary conversation.

"Han Huaizhi." Dongfang Dye said with squinted eyes.

"Han Huaizhi?" Song Qian was stunned. Who is Han Huaizhi?

"Han Cod's grandfather." Dongfang Dye said this, Song Qian knew her. She didn't know Han Huaizhi, but she knew Han Cod. Han Cod has a grandfather who is the former deputy chief of the General Staff of the People's Liberation Army, which is no secret in the entertainment industry.

"What conversation just now?" Song Qian was a little shocked by the old man's amazing identity, so looking at the appearance of the old staff officer Han, it seemed that he knew Dongfang Dye?

"Old fox." Dongfang Ran sneered and did not answer Song Qian's question.

Just now, Han Huaizhi first asked him what his faith was. This is to ask him what he wants to do to become the head of the dark forces. After that, he asked what he thought of the martyrs who were represented by the flowers.

Dongfang Dye is not an idiot. This is clearly asking the dark forces what they think of Huaxia. Dongfang Dye's words also made Han Huaizhi feel a little relieved.

But Dongfang Dye was curious about why this person came to him. It doesn't make sense. Just to see what he thinks of Huaxia?

"Wang Jinshan's staff officer. Oh, it's getting more and more interesting. Dongfang Ran felt that the game he was in was about to be officially launched. Han Huaizhi. To be able to invite this great god, the person who laid out the layout, the energy is a little scary.

"Who is Wang Jinshan?" Song Qian was very close to Dongfang Dye, but she heard Dongfang Dye's self-talk.

"Have you seen "Bright Sword"?" Oriental dyeing is helpless. The kid didn't know anything, and if he knew he wouldn't ask. The whole one is a curious baby.

"I've seen it. What's wrong? Does it have anything to do with "Bright Sword"? Song Qian said suspiciously.

"Wang Jinshan is the prototype of Li Yunlong. And Han Huaizhi, the old man just now, is the prototype of the staff officer inside. Dongfang Dye said with a smile.

"Huh?!" Song Qian's eyes widened. The people in the film and television appear alive in front of them, and anyone will feel very impacted. (To be continued.) )