Tan Sang suddenly remembered that the adjutant had said to her,

"The young marshal originally made a detailed battle plan after receiving the secret report, which was supposed to be a year-end operation, but the marshal has already noticed the young marshal's actions and wants to do something to you.

Therefore, the young marshal started in advance, making everyone think that Miss Xia was a secret report, but I didn't expect it to make you misunderstood. ”

It's not that he doesn't love you, but he can't say it.

The country is on the shoulders, and you are in the heart.

He actually knew her identity a long time ago, and he had already put the secret report on her, and he never wanted to use her.

Originally, the secret report was to be sent to the Nine Governors, so as to unite forces and drive away the enemy army together.

But in the end, he still gave it to her.

At the moment of life and death of the country, he cannot avoid it, he fights for the country, takes the lead, and dies, and he is also willing.

But if it's my life, and her future, then I only wish her well.

It is said that the deep love of the sea, the breadth and harmony are often on the surface of the sea, and the turbulence is in the heart.

Outside her young marshal's calm and introverted appearance, all the love is so deep and surging.

He's always loved her the most.

She caressed the handwriting on the paper as if she was fond, flowing and beautiful, just like him.

A trace of tears floated in her eyes, she took a deep breath, and her arm seemed to be carrying a thousand pounds of weight, and gently buckled the box.

Why?

How could she let him tie all his net worth and life to her?

Her young marshal is after all, and she can't come back.

……

The dry leaves of the branches fell in a swirling way.

There was a lot of noise outside the courtyard.

"What are you doing? I'm the father of the young lady, why don't you let us in?" ”

"Sure enough, this person, when he climbs the high branches, he will forget his roots, and the hard work of raising for more than ten years is a mistake after all."

“……”

With a bang, the door opened.

Tan Sang lifted the corners of his lips, the sharp at the end of his eyes was as sharp as a light blade, and his whole face revealed a coldness.

That glance is sharp, beautiful Qingling.

"Troublemaker?"

The faint voice was cold, and no one was allowed to approach.

Tan Xiaoxiao looked at Tan Sang so glamorous, and she was surrounded by walls because of the war, but she still naturally smirked.

"Sister, how could it be that you are here to make trouble, I heard about the young marshal, we are worried about you, we are here to see you."

She stared coldly: "No need. ”

The smile on Tan Xiaoxiao's face was a little unbearable.

Master Tan saw that she was leaving, and thought that he had done a series of things with Dashuai before, and owed a lot of debts.

Like a monkey with a sapoo, "Tan Sang, we are a family, you can't watch us die." ”

Tan Sang tilted his face slightly, his eyes were impatient with a hint of condescending, and his eyelashes were densely reflected in his pupils.

The corners of the lips are slightly hooked.

Enchanting like the most gorgeous roses.

"I remember very well, I said before, we have broken off relations, don't come to me."

With a snap, the door closed again.

Later, the Tan family declined and disappeared from then on.

In the dark room, a blood-red rose beside the woman's bright red lips was a cold spear.

The music poured out faintly on the retro-style phonograph.

"Husband, I miss you."

The girl's coquettish words stopped abruptly.

After the squirrel, someone exclaimed, "It's on fire." ”

A fire spread, and the courtyard quickly turned into a cloud of fire, the fire was very large, and it spread quickly.

[Ding, the current mission degree is 98.] ］

In the eighth year of the Republic of China, in the same year, the wife of Young Marshal Shen Jijin hanged herself.

Later, people lamented the deep affection of the couple, but no one knew how this story began and ended.