Chapter 222: The Return of the East 1

This year, Lin Yiyi was always absent-minded, and the picture of Dongfang Xu about to go to the battlefield always appeared in her mind.

Even if her family asked worriedly, she just made an excuse to perfunctory.

Seeing that she didn't want to tell the truth, the relatives didn't want to hold on to it, so they had to let her adjust it herself.

But no matter how worried Lin Yiyi was in her heart, that historic counterattack still came as scheduled.

Before Dongfang Xu went to the battlefield, he didn't send anything to himself.

It's just that in the previous life, Lin Yiyi had heard that all the soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield would leave a suicide note in the army in advance.

Once the fighter is killed, the suicide note is handed over to the recipient of the suicide note through the troops.

She believed that Dongfang Xu would be fine, but she couldn't help but worry.

February 17 of the year 79.

It was a very ordinary day.

But on this day, Lin Yiyi and the others had just returned to school, and classes had only started for a day or two.

Suddenly, whether on the radio or in the newspapers, it was overwhelming the battle that had just begun.

From the moment the battle started, Lin Yiyi's mind was never calm.

I get distracted in class, and I can't lift my spirits when I talk to people.

When Lin Rui and the three of them learned the news of the war ahead, they immediately understood what she was nervous about.

Therefore, I often find time to accompany her in the administrative department to divert her attention.

It's just not very effective.

In order not to let people see their excessive abnormality.

As long as Lin Yiyi has time, he will silently hide in the space and practice the "Imperial Farm Land Sutra".

In this way, I calmed my anxious and worried mood.

Lin Rui and the three of them saw that she was sleeping in the dormitory whenever she was free, and they didn't want to disturb her anymore.

Perhaps, sleeping made her forget something.

This is what fellow relatives really think in their hearts.

But how would they know that Lin Yiyi, who seemed to be sleeping a lot, was crazy in that mysterious space, cultivating frantically and being crazy at martial arts.

She hopes that with the improvement of her cultivation, one day, she will be able to fight side by side with Brother Xu.

Don't be like now, knowing that the boy you love is fighting with others, but you can only wait passively at home and can't do anything.

……

Front.

The roar of artillery was deafening.

In a temporary air-raid shelter that was not very wide, a heart-rending call suddenly sounded:

"Yiyi!"

Dongfang Xu called the name of the beloved woman, turned over and sat up.

Sudden sharp pain came from his left shoulder, but he couldn't hide the pain in his heart.

The pain of seeing the blood splattered when the beloved woman was killed.

The pain of watching the beloved woman fall miserably into the cliff.

There was darkness in front of me.

Before he had time to think about it, he turned his head to look around, hoping to see Yiyi's figure.

For some reason, even though he knew that this could be hell, he couldn't help but call out the name that had appeared a thousand times in his dream.

"Yiyi! Yiyi? Yiyi—"

There was no response, the man's eyes were full of liquid, and his voice was choked: "Yiyi-where are you?" ”

"Platoon commander, are you awake?"

Dongfang Xu, who had just woken up, had not yet adapted to the darkness in front of him, and could not find the woman he was chasing with his life, when he was at a loss.

A relatively young and surprised voice came from his ears.

This abrupt voice woke Dongfang Xu from a state of helplessness.

He hurriedly raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes quietly.

Platoon leader?

He was a little confused, he hadn't heard this title for many years.

Dongfang Xu followed the voice and looked over.

He had become a little accustomed to the light in front of him, and vaguely saw a person lying on the dry grass on the ground not far from him.