What Kang Ming hoped for did not happen, Gu Qiang did not stand up and say to him: We are lying to you.

The commissar also did not walk in from outside the door.

Everything became so real, and Kang Ming's illusions finally ushered in the moment of shattering.

Tears unconsciously slipped from the corners of his eyes and dripped across his cheeks and fell to the ground.

Gu Qiang was still sitting on the sofa smoking cigarettes one after another, as if he could see the figure of the political commissar in the smoke.

"Report!" Wang Junfeng's shout came from outside the door.

"Come in." Gu Qiang replied without any tone.

Chirping! Wang Junfeng pushed open the door and walked in.

When he came to Kang Ming, he put a pair of shoes in his hand on the ground: "Put on your shoes." He whispered to Kang Ming.

After Gu Qiang heard this, he glanced down at Kang Ming's feet, only to realize that he was actually wearing a slipper.

Kang Ming quickly put his shoes on, and when his left foot, which had no shoes, left a blood-red footprint on the floor.

Seeing this, Wang Junfeng immediately came over: "Your foot is injured?" Hurriedly asked.

Kang Ming waved his hand: "It's okay, I want to go see the political commissar." With that, he turned and walked out of the office.

Wang Junfeng watched Kang Ming leave and didn't follow, and Gu Qiang didn't say anything.

Kang Ming left the office and ran all the way to the door of the Eighth Squadron, stopped a car and went to the funeral home.

When he came to the funeral home, he saw four guards in military uniforms and white gloves standing there, and when he saw this scene, Kang Ming finally woke up and woke up from his fantasy.

He ran like crazy.

The guard stopped him: "Comrade, tidy up your attire." He reminded Kang Ming.

Kang Ming gritted his teeth and fastened all the buttons, straightened his clothes and looked at the guard, the guard lowered his arm, and Kang Ming walked in.

This was the last place he wanted to be in his life, and coming here would burn all his past wounds.

The funeral home is very quiet, because tomorrow is the day of the send-off, so there are very few people today, Kang Ming walked to the middle of the funeral home step by step with very heavy steps, the political commissar was very quiet lying in the flowers, covered with a five-star national flag, and there was no painful expression on his face.

Woooooo Just when Kang Ming came to the side of the political commissar, he heard a choked crying voice.

Following the sound and looking to the left, he saw a woman and two children, a man and a woman, sitting there, Kang Ming was stunned for a moment and turned to walk towards them.

Came to them and stood upright: "You are your sister-in-law, right?" He asked tentatively.

The woman's eyes were very red and swollen, and she looked like she had been crying for a long, long time, and she slowly raised her head to look at Kang Ming.

Kang Ming gave her a military salute: "You mourn!" He said with tears in his eyes, his lips trembling.

The woman couldn't stop howling and crying again, her cry was like a steel needle piercing Kang Ming's heart.

Kang Ming left the woman and returned to the body of the political commissar, walking around his body again and again, circle after circle: "Political commissar, are you joking with me?" Muttering as he walked.

"If you're joking with me, then I'll tell you, you won, you can stand up quickly, okay?"

"I'm Kang Ming, political commissar, you don't want to stand up and open your eyes, you can look at me." Kang Ming's voice became louder and louder, and finally it almost became a roar at the top of his throat.

The guard outside the door found that Kang Ming was a little out of control and ran over quickly, and supported him alone: "Comrade, don't get excited, don't get excited!" Constantly persuading in Kang Ming's ear.

Kang Ming shook off the arms of the two people vigorously: "Political commissar~~~!" Yang Tian roared angrily.

The political commissar will not stand up anymore, nor will he tell a story to himself, as soon as he thinks of this, Kang Ming can't help but want to rush over.

Kang Ming roared like mad and shouted.

"Brother Ming, Brother Ming?" Suddenly, a very familiar voice sounded in Kang Ming's ears, and along with the sound, he also felt that someone had been shaking his shoulder.

He sat up suddenly.

The sweat on his forehead and the tears in the corners of his eyes were all still hanging on his face.

Kang Ming opened his eyes and found that there were several people standing in front of him, and he was still in the dormitory of the academy, what was the situation? Kang Ming's heart was simply a mess.

Are you dreaming? But why was that dream so real?

Kang Ming pushed away Dalong and they found their mobile phones, and dialed Wang Junfeng's phone with trembling hands.

"Ming, what's wrong?" The phone was connected, and Wang Junfeng's voice came, and everything sounded so normal.

"What about the commissar?" Kang Ming asked.

"Commissar? The commissar is in the office, I don't know. Wang Junfeng was asked by Kang Ming, and he turned out to be looking for a political commissar.

Kang Ming hung up the phone after hearing it, and dialed the phone number of the political commissar's office again.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered, Kang Ming hung up and dialed the political commissar's mobile phone, but no one answered the mobile phone, and then Kang Ming was completely flustered.

Call Gu Qiang's phone.

"What's wrong?" Gu Qiang quickly connected the phone and asked questions.

"What about the commissar?" Kang Ming is still the same problem, he now very much wants to know whether his dream is true or not, if he doesn't find the political commissar and doesn't hear his voice, Kang Ming vows not to give up.

Gu Qiang frowned: "What are you looking for a political commissar for?" He asked coldly.

"It's okay, I just want to hear him talk." Kang Ming replied.

"He's going to the headquarters for a meeting, and he won't be back until tomorrow, so you can call him on his phone at night." After Gu Qiang finished speaking to Kang Ming, he hung up the phone directly.

Kang Ming waited anxiously with his mobile phone, and as the minutes and seconds passed, suddenly his mobile phone rang.

When I saw that it was the political commissar who called me, I immediately answered the phone.

"Did something happen to Kang Ming? I was just in a meeting. The voice came over the phone after a long absence.

After hearing this, Kang Ming's tears couldn't stop flowing out: "Political commissar, political commissar!" He shouted one after another.

The political commissar was a little confused by Kang Ming's tone and shouting: "Kang Ming, what's wrong with you?" Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly. ”

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, I just dreamed of you." Kang Ming wiped his tears with his hands and replied with a grin.

"Dreaming of me? Miss me? Don't worry, we'll see you when you graduate. ”

"Commissar, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm in good shape." The commissar's tone suddenly became very powerful, as if to say that listening to my tone, you feel like I'm someone in trouble.

After chatting with the political commissar for a long time, he hung up the phone when the political commissar was about to go to a meeting, and the moment the phone hung up, Kang Ming's whole person was paralyzed, and Dalong and they immediately came over: "Brother Ming, are you okay?" Asked with concern.