When she looked up, she saw Instructor Wang standing outside the door. Bei Xiaoya picked it up and stood up again.

"Instructor, please come in."

Instructor Wang walked in leisurely and sat down on the bench under her desk.

"I've heard everything just now, don't worry, don't be afraid."

Bei Xiaoya picked up the kettle and brought him a cup of tea.

"Is Yu Yang okay?"

She looked at the instructor in a daze, as if she hadn't heard what he had just said.

"There's no news yet."

Lost contact, life and death are uncertain.

After Instructor Wang finished speaking, he lowered his eyes, and unconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

There is no news from the instructors, is there really something wrong?

"We have to believe in Him."

It took a long time for the instructor to speak, and his eyes were very resolute. Bei Xiaoya looked at him and nodded firmly.

"Let's wait for him to come back."

"Okay."

Instructor Wang stood up and prepared to leave after smoking the cigarette in his hand, but the person walked to the door and stopped, "Yu Yang said that you are not very good at cooking, you can go to my house to eat, and your sister-in-law is still cooking." ”

Bei Xiaoya smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm already learning, and now I have no problem supporting myself." ”

Instructor Wang laughed when he heard her words, and then walked out of the door.

Not long after the instructor left, his daughter-in-law brought a bowl of egg noodles and sent it over. and told her to eat it, but Bei Xiaoya refused, and ate half a bowl of noodles under her supervision. I hadn't eaten all day, but my stomach didn't feel the slightest bit of hunger, and the noodles were tasteless.

At night, she lay down in bed early. I don't know if it's a serious lack of sleep or my nerves are too tight, so I quickly fell asleep as soon as I touched my head on the pillow. After falling asleep, I even dreamed of my long-lost parents. In the dream, her parents were crying while holding her black and white photos, and her mother fainted from crying for a while, and Bei Xiaoya stood aside and watched but couldn't do anything. Later, I dreamed of Yu Yang, he walked towards her with the corners of his mouth bent, and as soon as he walked up to her, he fell to the ground again, and when she looked up, she saw Li Nuo, who was pointing a gun at him, the bastard who set fire to her. When he saw Yu Yang fall to the ground, he looked up to the sky and laughed, his facial features were hideously deformed, and Bei Xiaoya was spun around by his laughter. And man awoke from his dream.

It's a dream, but it's so real. She didn't dare to think about it, for fear that the dream would warn of what was happening in reality.

It was already dawn, she got out of bed, cleaned up casually, and went to the office. At this time, Zhao Jun was already in the office, and nodded and smiled when he saw her come in. Bei Xiaoya also smiled weakly, and then began to adjust the paint.

Ding Xiaobei didn't know if he was seriously injured by her, and he never appeared. Bei Xiaoya didn't have the heart to think about it, the progress of her painting had been delayed because of yesterday's incident, if she didn't pay attention, she would definitely not be able to complete the task before May Fourth.

In the afternoon, when it was time to get off work, she didn't go back in time, and she was busy in the office alone until the lights out in the front yard sounded. The brightness of the tungsten light was so poor that her eyes were sour and astringent, and a tear slipped out when she closed her eyes. When people walk in the dark night, the sense of loneliness inexplicably comes up. She was very disgusted when Yu Yang was there, but as soon as he left, she couldn't find anyone in this world who was related to her.

For the first time since she was reborn here, she had a strong desire to go back, she was homesick, she didn't want to go back to that empty house, it was so cold and terrible. Bei Xiaoya walked dejectedly, looking like a soulless marionette.

"Huh."

Unconsciously, the person still returned to the family home, Xu came back too late, the little sheep was very hungry, and he jumped happily when he saw her. Bei Xiaoya cheered up a little.

There was no grass left in the house, so she had to take out the only cabbage she had.

"We're going to go grocery shopping tomorrow, or we're both going to go hungry." Not only is there no food, not even much money, and then even basic livelihood has become a problem. The lamb didn't seem interested in the question, and after eating the cabbage in her hand, she lay down in the corner.

Bei Xiaoya got up boredly and went back to the house, and when she raised her eyes slightly, she saw Yu Yang's futon on the sofa.

The futon was still the same as before he left, folded like tofu blocks. During high school military training, she also studied with the coach, but the effect was far worse than Yu Yang's. Bei Xiaoya touched the futon with her hand, and then she also learned from Yang and lay there.

"Huh?"

As soon as her head was placed on the futon, she sat up again, and there seemed to be something in the folded compartment, and her head was hard to rest.

She reached in and fumbled for a moment, and soon found the inside. When I looked at it, it turned out to be the notebook she had drawn before.

I haven't drawn it for many days, and I'm about to forget about it.

She flipped through it casually, and a stack of money slipped out of it. One, two, five, and a thick stack of big unity, there are always dozens of them.

His nose suddenly became sore, his eyes were misty unconsciously, and the money in his hand was blurred with green. In this era, this is also a lot of money.

What kind of mentality did he have before he left, and put his money here? Thinking that he would have no food to eat before he went on a mission, Bei Xiaoya's heart hurt like a pinprick, and her neck seemed to be suffocated by a pair of hands, making her breathless.

She took the notebook in her arms and lay down on the sofa again, her head resting on his futon, which still had the faint smell of tobacco that belonged to him, and her breath filled her entire nasal cavity, as if he were still in this room.

Bei Xiaoya slept very well this night, and returned to the sea of flowers in her dream, and the two of them smiled so freely, as if everything was frozen.

The next morning, Bei Xiaoya went to the office with a pair of red and swollen eyes. Ding Xiaobei saw her come in, and glanced at her fiercely, Bei Xiaoya just couldn't see it, picked up the container on the table, took some water, and began to adjust the paint board.

As soon as she laid the paper on the table, Zhao Jun also pushed the door in, and the person sat in the position and began to sweep the two of them back and forth, trying to reconcile several times, but gave up when the words came to his lips. Although he is a bit literate, his mouth is really stupid.

Ding Xiaobei may have left too much work in the past two days, and he spent the whole day writing in front of the desk, without even lifting his head.

It's rare that she doesn't find fault, and Bei Xiaoya has also completed today's plan cleanly. Because she thought that there was no food at home, Bei Xiaoya went home early after finishing the painting. I took the basket of vegetables from home and hurried to the small market, because I was a little late, there were only a few vegetable stalls left, and the vegetables were also leftover. But fortunately, the vegetable seller gave her a little cheaper, and she chose a basket full of vegetables and finally spent two cents.

Bei Xiaoya began to rush back after buying vegetables, and it was already dark at this time. Walking on the deserted road, there was not a single ghost everywhere, and I was panicked. She quickened her pace, walked briskly and trotted, and was not calmed until she saw the light in the family courtyard.