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In the days that followed, Sikong Bowen continued to roam the most dangerous lands in the world.

She had been missing in Afghanistan for 18 days, and the editor-in-chief of the TV station had been so anxious to post heroic posts and even offer a reward to find her, and just when everyone thought that something might have happened to her, she returned with a load of dust and a lot of original first-hand information.

At the time of the Wenchuan earthquake, Sikong Bowen was running back and forth in the center of the earthquake area. In order to protect journalists and to prevent panic from spreading, the military has set up cordons in some areas with a high incidence of aftershocks, and journalists are not allowed to enter, even war correspondents.

In this case, Sikong Bowen simply left the interview car, took the interview equipment and food, and walked alone in the earthquake area. As soon as she meets a soldier, she will be asked out of the danger zone, so during that time, she must avoid both natural dangers and professional soldiers who are active on the front line of the earthquake zone, she is hungry and eats her own compressed biscuits, she is tired at night and wants to sleep, and several times, she lies directly in the body bag.

If the duty of a soldier is to face the threat of death calmly, she, a woman who spent eight years and walked step by step to the position of the first vanguard officer of the "Dead Soldier Battalion", is dancing with death!

A man who dares to marry a woman like Sikong Bowen really needs too tough nerves, and he must be able to endure the days without a woman like an ascetic, otherwise, even if he is reluctantly combined, the final outcome will inevitably be labor. Knowing this, Sikong Bowen has simply remained single until now.

Shi Shaoying softened his voice: "This time you went to India to track and cover the armed conflict between the Indian army and the Naxalite faction, how was it, did you encounter any danger?" ”

The Naxalite faction, also known as the "Maoists", is an armed force active in West Bengal, with only more than 20,000 men and only the most basic weapons of rifles and rocket launchers, but they have "distinguished themselves" in their confrontation with the Indian government: 91% of the violence in India, and 89% of the violent deaths, are related to this group. From 2,004 to 2,009, in just five years, the group launched 10,064 violent incidents, which shows how passionate and specialized they are.

"When I found a village controlled by the Naxalists, I was directly arrested by the militia, and if I wasn't a woman, I would have my head cut off on the spot." Sikong Bowen said lightly, "Later, I learned that they found someone to do divination, and the hexagram showed that there would be government spies to spy on the military that day, and I happened to hit my head at that time, I was tied to the sun by them, and I was exposed to the sun for two days, and only gave me a bowl of water, but fortunately my life was hard enough to survive." ”

Shi Shaoying closed his mouth. The Naxalite faction is an ultra-left military organization, they sabotage railways, kill people and rob people, they don't take human life seriously at all, and if they kill a journalist from a foreign country, they don't need to have any worries. Sikong Bowen is so tired now, it is likely that he was physically and mentally traumatized at that time, and he has not recovered until now.

Sikong Bowen in the bathroom didn't speak again, and there was a silence between the two of them, except for the sound of water flowing when Sikong Bowen's body swiped across the water.

I don't know how long it took, the bathroom door was opened, Sikong Bowen walked out wrapped in a bath towel, she climbed directly onto the big bed where Shi Shaoying slept, and gently pillowed her head on Shi Shaoying's shoulder before Shi Shaoying raised an objection.

The corners of Shi Shaoying's mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end. The intimacy that only lovers can have, intimate snuggling together, at such a close distance, he can clearly feel that the woman's body next to him is trembling slightly.

Shi Shaoying sighed softly in her heart, facing a group of thugs who killed people without blinking, watching them raise the bloody machete in their hands against her, no matter how strong she was, how could she not be afraid?! After being exposed to the sun for two days, she already smelled death clearly, how could she not be injured?!

Shi Shaoying stretched out his hand, hugged her, and then patted her lightly on the shoulder, "Have you been home?" ”

"No, I'm going to scare my parents like this."

Sikong Bowen may feel that her current posture is not very comfortable, she moved her body, put her head on Shi Shaoying's chest, listening to Shi Shaoying's powerful heartbeat, she murmured: "Your chest is very thick and warm. Well, you're a little fatter and softer than before, so it's better to hold ......."

Shi Shaoying hugged the woman in his arms, slowly swayed rhythmically, patted her shoulder gently, and his movements were like treating a child. Someone walked to the bedroom door, it was Pei Dandan who made a new dinner, Shi Shaoying raised a finger and made a "silence" gesture at Pei Dandan.

Hiding in Shi Shaoying's arms, under his gentle slapping and shaking, he only felt safe and happy, and I don't know when, Sikong Bowen had fallen asleep.

Two years ago, in order to deeply explore the Liu Erxi incident, I don't know how to track down Shi Shaoying, and chased all the way to the "Dead Soldiers' Battalion" reporter in Taiyuan, Shanxi, of course, is qualified to settle in the "single tribe". Although she doesn't stay here for a long time every year, she loves the environment and the atmosphere, and when she is sad, tired, lost or happy, she will take the time to come and live for a while, she really has made this place her home.

Only at home can she sleep so deeply, sleep so calmly, and even snort happily.

The sleepiness was long gone, but Shi Shaoying didn't push away Sikong Bowen who was nesting in his arms like a cat, he knew that in a profession like her, no matter how tired she was, she would not sleep too deeply, as long as he moved slightly, she would be scared awake. Therefore, Shi Shaoying was lying on the bed quietly with his eyes open in the dark, motionless. When his eyes slowly adapted to the darkness around him, and he could barely see the surrounding environment clearly through the few rays of moonlight that came in through the window screen, Shi Shaoying saw that there were several shocking scars on Sikong Bowen's bare shoulders in the air, and with Shi Shaoying's experience, he could see that these were the marks left by the leather whip.

Maybe it was in her sleep, and she recalled that painful memory again, two tears slowly flowed out of the corners of Sikong Bowen's eyes, but lying in Shi Shaoying's arms, feeling the strength and warmth of a man, the corners of her mouth were raised, but it was the sweetest obsession of a woman, and her hands and legs were spontaneously and consciously like octopuses, entangled in Shi Shaoying's body.

She was truly a woman whom he respected and pitied at the same time. It is estimated that Lu Zhenzhong can tolerate her as much as possible, also because he has the same feelings and thoughts as Shi Shaoying, right?

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