Chapter 11: Writing a suicide note
After the words fell, he pinched off the phone, stood up with a tall body, walked to the bed, and lay down slowly, his hands resting behind his head, and his thoughts drifted away.
A little, I miss her pair of small steamed buns, hold it with one hand, it's not big or small, it's just right, soft and soft.
Holding the mobile phone, clicking on the mobile phone number of a certain little woman, the knobby hand tapping on the keyboard.
Li Yanxia thought about it and signed the assistant contract.
The assistant follows the artist all the time, and the probability of seeing other stars is also the highest, so that she will definitely be able to see the idol with her own eyes one day.
Then, she sent a message to Li Qiqi.
Xu Jiayou was quick to work efficiently, and soon solved the matter of terminating the contract, and in the evening, Xu Qingshen went to Li's house to talk to Li Yanchuan, and finally returned disappointed.
Leaning back on the leather couch, her eyes looking up at the ceiling, she sighed silently, and finally, got up and opened her laptop.
Xian Xian Yu put her hand on the mouse, searched for all the brokerage companies, and finally locked on the four words Fengting Entertainment.
Thin corners of the lips, hooked.
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The next day, Li Qiqi handed over the task summary he had written last night to the commander, and at the same time, he was notified to go out on a major mission.
Drill grounds.
Cheng Feng ran in front of Li Qiqi, saluted, and said in an impassioned tone, "Report!" Five kilometers of weight-bearing off-road complete! β
Li Nian's eyebrows frowned slightly, his thin lips opened slightly, and his tone was indifferent, "Continue to the next physical training." β
Li Nian held a pen and paper, walked calmly, walked to the side, and sat down anywhere.
For him, this is not known how many times he has written a suicide note, from the age of sixteen to the age of twenty-eight, a full twelve years of military service, he is proud, the time spent in the army is not only fulfilling but also meaningful.
Slender fingers hold the pen and write down the words that have been buried deep in your heart for a long time.
The voice of the soldier was whispering, the breeze blew through the sand, and the black shoelaces arced in the air before returning to their original places.
For a long time, close the pen.
Putting away the written suicide note, Li Nian looked at the sparse sand on the ground, his eyes were very dark.
Got up and patted the dust and grains of sand on the camouflage pants.
Not far away, Cheng Fangyu walked in his direction, and finally stopped in front of him, raising his smiling lips, "Sir Li, I haven't seen you for so long, let's talk?" β
Li Nian's slender and narrow eyes fell in the distance, his face was expressionless, with a typical iceberg face, and he said in an indifferent tone, "Since Major Cheng has so much time, then please supervise their training." β
The weather in the south at the end of August, there is still a hint of heat in the air, especially at this time, at half past three in the afternoon, looking up, the scorching sun can be seen.
After hearing "......", the corners of Cheng Fangyu's eyes twitched faintly, looking at the man's handsome side face, his temperament was cold and alienated, and his eyes were deeply obsessed with him, his words and actions attracted her all the time, he was like a walking hormone.
Li was too lazy to take care of her for seven years, so he raised his feet and left.
Cheng Fangyu turned around, raised her voice and asked, "Where are you going?" β
Li didn't hear it for seven years, stepped on his military boots, and walked straight out of the training ground.
After handing in the suicide note, go to the commander's office to discuss mission tactics.
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Beijing, restaurant.
Its dΓ©cor is gorgeous and emotional.
Sheng Linya held Xu Jiayou's hand, her eyes were full of tenderness and a hint of apology, "Jiayou, I will join the group in two days, and I may not have time to accompany you for a while in the future." β