The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and his serious face was full of anger, "Soldier, you dare to leave your post without permission!" ”

Gu Jun firmly protected Song Yuhua behind him, met the other party's gaze without fear, and saluted before saying: "I will explain to the captain later on the matter of leaving my post without permission, admit my mistake, and accept the punishment, so now, what are you going to do to my fiancée?" ”

There were waves on the expressionless face of the middle-aged man, he originally thought that Song Yuhua was a little girl from nowhere, but he didn't expect it to be the soldier's fiancée, so his previous performance was understandable.

The serious expression softened, he had also been separated from his wife for a long time, so he turned a blind eye to the helpless interaction between the little lovers, but the drawing paper, out of rigor and curiosity, he needed to take a look.

Hearing that the other party insisted on looking at the drawing paper, Gu Jun handed it over, and the middle-aged man really glanced at it, then handed the drawing paper back to Gu Jun, and then patted him on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Young man, cherish it." ”

Gu Jun was a little stunned, not understanding why the other party would say this, but Song Yuhua lowered his head slightly and blushed.

The middle-aged man said no more and turned to leave.

Gu Jun originally thought that the clothes were drawn on the paper, but when he looked down, he realized that it was him.

The thumb rubbed slightly twice, and some were reluctant to return it.

"Here you go." He handed the drawing paper over.

Song Yuhua didn't answer, but said, "It was originally prepared for you." ”

Gu Jun immediately carefully folded the drawing paper in half and put it in his pocket, as if he was afraid that Song Yuhua would regret it in the next second.

Song Yuhua was amused by his movements, the nervousness and shyness dissipated, and he looked at the person in front of him with bright eyes, and said coquettishly: "Who is your fiancée?" We haven't decided to marry yet, so we can't talk nonsense. ”

Gu Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently pinched the tip of Song Yuhua's nose, "You have been marked by me, and you want to regret it?" It's late! ”

"Who wants to go back on it." Song Yuhua muttered softly, his voice was extremely small, and he was silent as soon as he spoke.

"Huh?" Seeing that the other party seemed to say something, Gu Jun, who didn't hear it clearly, was about to ask, so he was pushed a few times by Song Yuhua.

"Aren't you still going to stand guard? Hurry up, it's time for me to go back to the city. When I go back to Rongcheng tomorrow, I won't come to see you. "Even if you come, you probably won't see it.

Knowing that now is not the time to chat, Gu Jun gently brushed her hair and said softly: "Okay, you pay attention to safety." ”

Seeing Song Yuhua leave, Gu Jun returned to his post, and it was not until late at night that he waited for someone to change shifts, and he walked to the captain's office after standing guard, ready to admit his mistake and receive the punishment.

Song Yuhua, who slept beautifully, hugged the quilt and lay on the bed for a while, and didn't get up until half past eight.

After a simple breakfast, we started a new day of searching for the missing person.

Because he had to take the train back to Rongcheng in the afternoon, Song Yuhua only had half a day.

Standing at a crowded intersection, she held a portrait of He Zhenzhen and asked passers-by if they had seen her sister.

The friendly ones will stop and take a closer look, or ask a few words of concern; The more indifferent ones shook their heads, casually replied "I haven't seen it" and left.

The efficiency of such an inquiry is really too low, and Song Yuhua feels that he has to find a fast and effective method.

His eyes fell on an old man who walked slowly with a newspaper not far away, and Song Yuhua's eyes lit up.

"That's right! I can go to the newspaper and publish a missing person notice! ”

Just do it, stop a taxi, Song Yuhua said: "Go to the largest newspaper in the mountain city." ”

"Okay, sit down!"

Song Yuhua didn't know where the biggest newspaper office was here, but the rickshaw master must have known.

Ten minutes later, the rickshaw stopped in front of the newspaper office.

Song Yuhua walked in on the clean stairs, and after asking at the information desk how to publish a missing person notice, someone took her to find a young female reporter.

It also takes money to publish a missing person notice, and the amount of money determines the location of the missing person notice, so Song Yuhua left the fare and used all the remaining money to book a small place on the front page of the newspaper.

Since the content of tomorrow's newspaper has been confirmed, from the day after tomorrow, the front page of the newspaper will appear in the next week.

For a whole week, He Zhenzhen should always be able to see it.

If you can't find someone with this method, Song Yuhua will really not be broken.

After finishing the matter of publishing the missing person notice, Song Yuhua had lunch, rested for a while, and then got up and went to the train station, it was time for her to go back to Rongcheng.

After running back and forth several times in just a month, Song Yuhua is already very familiar with the road to the train station.

Because I left early in the afternoon, it was not dark when I returned to school, but it was a little dark.

In the dormitory, Xiong Ailan has not come back yet, I don't know if she is still in the Junhua clothing store or elsewhere, Song Yuhua went to the school bathroom to take a shower and came back, Xiong Ailan is there again.

"Yo, why did you come back later than I did?"

Xiong Ailan glared at her, "It's not you yet!" ”

The newly opened store is naturally busy, and as soon as Song Yuhua leaves, she and Shan Yanzi are left, and they are naturally even busier.

Song Yuhua smiled, "It's hard work." ”

Xiong Ailan is helpless, Song Yuhua is her friend and her boss, what else can she do except endure it.

"By the way, did you find it?"

Song Yuhua sighed lightly, "No, but I went to the newspaper office today to publish a missing person notice, and I'll go back next weekend to see if it works." ”

Xiong Ailan nodded, her lips pursed, in fact, she wanted to say that it was also possible that He Zhenzhen saw the missing person notice, but she didn't want to come back, but she thought that she didn't have any position, so she gave up.

Since Monday, Song Yuhua has been busy with both his studies and career again, like a spinning top, constantly spinning, and gradually leaving He Zhenzhen's affairs behind.

In the mountain city, the newspaper with the missing person notice was officially released, and people who knew some words would buy a copy to see the national events or the city's miscellaneous conversations.

In a brightly lit clubhouse, a woman in a slim off-white slim coat is sitting at a table in the corner drinking red wine, and on the table is today's newspaper, and a missing person notice is published on the front page, which is out of step with other content modules.

A young man in a suit approached, sat down beside the woman, took the man into his arms, turned his head sideways and took a sip on the white face.

Inadvertently, his eyes fell on the newspaper, "Hey, whose missing person's notice is actually published on the front page, it's quite rich." ”

Everyone knows that the front page of a newspaper is the most valuable.

After that, he picked up the newspaper, stared at the people next to him, and looked at the people next to him a few times, with a little doubt, "This portrait ...... It's kind of like you. ”

The woman smiled lightly, "Young Master Feng said that she was joking, if Qianqian still had her family members who had already defected, how could she fall to this point and be a dancer in this club." ”

After the woman who called herself Qianqian finished speaking, a trace of sadness and regret flashed in her eyes, if she hadn't been willful at the beginning......

That's it, what's the use of talking about this now, she has no face to go back for a long time.

Gathering her mind, Qianqian picked up a glass of red wine and fed it to the man's mouth, and said with a soft smile: "Young Master Feng, come, Qianqian will give you a glass." ”

If Song Yuhua was here, she would definitely be able to recognize that this Qianqian was He Zhenzhen, whom she couldn't find.

It's just that today's He Zhenzhen and the previous He Zhenzhen are no longer the same. She abandoned her name, obviously, and didn't want to have anything to do with her former self.

As night falls, the clubhouse lights up with colorful neon lights, and the enchanting nightlife has just begun.

Qianqian was wearing a velvet cheongsam, the side fork was open to her thighs, and the spring light was faintly visible when she walked. She held a glass of red wine and walked freely on the dance floor.

In the dead of night, the club gradually ended, Qianqian returned to her place of residence, lay on the bed after washing but couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, closing her eyes and appearing in her mind were full of previous memories.

Still can't let it go?

When she opened her eyes, she turned on the yellowed bedside lamp in the dark, found a pen and paper in a drawer, and wrote a letter in not-so-beautiful handwriting.

She deleted, rewrote and rewrote this letter for a long time, and in the end it was only a few lines, roughly explaining that she was all right, and asked her family not to read it.

The next morning, when the street was still a little deserted, Qianqian sent the letter paper to the post office along with the money she wanted to send back.

Three days later, Song Mingfeng, who was far away in the countryside, received a letter and money from her daughter He Zhenzhen, she took the money and counted it over and over again, and fell asleep with the money in her arms at night, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.