Chapter 22: My Future Is Not a Dream

In the early morning, the sun was shining, and in the hotel room, Yang Chen tiptoed up, got dressed, finished washing, and walked back to the bed gently, staring at Li Nan, who seemed to be sleeping in the curled quilt, with a gentle look of guilt, he couldn't continue to accompany her and shelter her from the wind and rain.

Baby, love you forever.

Take good care of yourself in the days to come.

As long as you don't give up, I will marry you in the near future and make you the happiest woman in the world.

Yang Chenjun's face was resolute, he swore silently, then slowly lowered his head and kissed Li Nan's forehead gently, for fear of waking her up, he stopped and walked out of the room reluctantly.

The moment the door closed gently, Li Nan, who was curled up in the quilt, covered her face with her hands, choked silently, and tears rained down, which was more heart-wrenching than crying, she had already woken up, but she didn't want her beloved man to go too sad, so she had to bear more of the pain of parting.

A few minutes later, Li Nan, who was crying and almost fainted, sat up slowly, the snow-white sheets were a little red, clear to the eye, she stared for a long time, a smile appeared on her sad face, very happy and happy, she didn't regret her impulse last night, her most precious should be given to the person she loved the most.

Can we meet again after many years.

Will the first love that will be engraved for a lifetime become eternal happiness.

She didn't think about these questions at the moment, she just hoped that his future road would be infinitely beautiful.

Yang Chen was depressed and full of sadness, and rushed back to his small restaurant, his mother was packing his bags for him, his father was sitting at the bar and smoking silently, Xu Wei was busy in the kitchen step by step, occasionally showing his head to look at Yang Chen, his eyes were full of reluctance, the atmosphere in the room was very depressing, and Yang Chen didn't know what to say.

"The people sent by your Uncle Liu will arrive in the morning, go to the army and work hard, don't embarrass your Uncle Liu and cause trouble." Yang Guodong broke the dull atmosphere, and told his son while smoking that a man who had been a soldier and fought and called himself a rough man, even if his son was about to go away, he couldn't say anything too hypocritical.

Yang Chen nodded heavily.

His parents' love for him doesn't need a thousand words, he understands.

Liu Hua packed up everything for his son, chattered about preparing breakfast, time passed quietly, a camouflage off-road vehicle with a military license plate slowly stopped in front of the Yang family's restaurant, the hearts of the three members of the Yang family suddenly tightened, looked at each other, and couldn't say how uncomfortable it was, Yang Chen glanced at his parents deeply, picked up his luggage and said, "Mom and Dad, I'm leaving." ”

The driver who drove to pick up people was a third-class non-commissioned officer, and confirmed that Yang Chen was the chief's so-called nephew and close relative, and hurriedly helped put his luggage in the car.

Yang Chen sat in the passenger seat, told his parents to take care of their bodies through the window and not to be too tired, his mother Liu Hua cried and red-eyed, Yang Guodong nodded and waved his hand, meaning that his son should not worry, it is important to go on the road.

The off-road vehicle started and gradually drifted away, and Yang Chen, who was staring at his parents affectionately, was about to retract his gaze, and a girl's voice came from behind, "Yang Chen, I will wait for you, wait for you for a lifetime." ”

Yang Chen heard the sound and looked at the back of the car, it was Li Nan.

The two said last night that they wouldn't send it, and they didn't want to feel the heart-rending sadness.

But Li Nan couldn't hold back after all, and ran desperately just to look at him.

Yang Chen suppressed the emotions in his heart and surged instantly, stimulating him to tears, waving his hand backwards, the driver asked if he wanted to stop, he didn't answer, he was afraid of stopping and reluctant to leave.

The off-road vehicle gradually moved away, Li Nan stopped running wildly, panting and wiping tears, and at the door of the small restaurant, Yang Guodong also quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

All this, Yang Chen in the car saw it in his eyes, since he chose to go, he would not hesitate, all his worries were put aside in his heart, and he was convinced that his future was not a dream.

Those who love me, please wait, one day you will be proud of me.

Yang Chen left, and various files were taken away.

Three passes in the north, nine provinces in the south, one sentence highlights the importance of Baozhou City's geographical location in ancient times, and now it is still the important place of Gyeonggi, the southern gate of the capital, the garrison of the 38th Army of the elite "Long Live Army" of the Republic, the 38th Group Army, and the Iron Army carrying glory and countless legends.

The military headquarters station, the high-level cadre compound, the gate guard was loaded with live ammunition, heroic posture, carrying Yang Chen's off-road vehicle to accept the solemn military salute of the gate post, driving into the compound unimpeded, driving along the curved and quiet boulevard, and finally stopped in front of a two-story small western-style building, in the study of this building, Yang Chen saw his father's old comrades-in-arms.

A burly middle-aged man with a star on his shoulder.

The newly promoted major general, chief of staff of the 38th Army, and the third person in the group army, Liu Rulong.

"Uncle Liu" Yang Chen took the lead in greeting, neither humble nor arrogant, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the spacious study, Liu Rulong slowly turned around and looked at the son of his old comrade-in-arms, not minding that this kid interrupted his reminiscence of those eventful years, staring for a long time, this arrogant general who rarely appreciates his juniors nodded slightly.

"You're a lot like your dad when he was younger." Liu Rulong smiled with deep feelings, and immediately restrained his smile, a little unwillingly: "Child, your father is a buried hero." ”

Yang Chen didn't squeak.

He was calm on the surface, but proud on the inside.

The dignified major will evaluate his father with the word hero, even if he is buried, this life is worth it, after all, there were too many unsung heroes buried in southern Xinjiang in the self-defense counterattack war in southern Xinjiang 26 years ago, and no one remembered their names.

"Child, I hope that the blue is better than the blue, and you can be a hero who is famous all over the world." Liu Rulong walked up to Yang Chen, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled encouragingly.

Yang Chen smiled, he had never thought of being a hero, the current era is no longer the era of heroes, if he was allowed to choose, he would rather be a hero.

Liu Rulong saw that Yang Chen looked like a teachable child, and his smile became even stronger, and said: "If you live here tonight, you can go to the Iron Fist Regiment tomorrow to report and put on a military uniform, but you kid can remember, although you are Guodong's son, and I also treat you as your own nephew, but from the moment you stepped into the barracks, you think what I can do for you again, and the only one I can rely on is yourself." ”

Yang Chen nodded calmly, after all these years of being fucked by the reality of being raised by a son of a bitch, he already understood that there was no shortcut in his life except relying on himself.

An old man and a young man walked out of the study, the orderly Xiao Zhang was surprised, he had never seen the chief so kind to any young man, including the chief's own pair of children, and then Xiao Zhang helped Yang Chen clean up the guest room, and before he knew it, the night was quietly falling, the dining room in the general building was lit up, and the meals on the table were richer than ever.

Yang Chen had dinner with the Liu family.

During the banquet, Yang Chen felt that except for Liu Rulong, the rest of the Liu family was not interested in him, especially Liu Rulong's children, who were cold and indifferent, if it weren't for their father's majesty, the brothers and sisters might not be too lazy to greet him.

Liu Guan, Liu Rulong's beloved daughter, a beautiful girl, a senior student in Baozhou Key High School.

Liu Yang, Liu Rulong's son, studied at the Shimen City Army Command College, a future officer with a bright future.

Regardless of their own conditions or family conditions, the two of them have arrogant capital, why do they want nothing grassroots to ask for such a ** to be blue-eyed to themselves, so Yang Chen finished eating calmly, returned to his room, and waited for the beginning of his military career.

There were only Liu Rulong and his wife left in the restaurant, a few glasses of white wine were in his stomach, and Liu Rulong, whose face was slightly red, suddenly said thoughtfully: "Guodong's son and our family are also a good match." ”

"Lao Liu, what are you thinking about, how old are our family Wanguan and that child, besides, if you want to marry in Guanguan, you have to be right."

Liu Rulong's wife may love her daughter, or she may not look down on Yang Chen, her face is displeased, Liu Rulong glared and wanted to argue a few words, moved his lips and did not squeak, as a father, he really has to think about his children thoroughly, the idea of marriage only flashed, and he didn't think about it anymore, sighed, and only hoped that Yang Chen's child would have a good time.