"Russell, you've been nesting in the house for a day. What are you doing?" outside the officers' quarters at Fort Ironstone, Gadar knocked on the thick pine door of the colony's single quarters belonging to Russell.

From last night until now, Russell has been in this room all day and has not come out, not even eating, I don't know what is going on.

In line with his concern for the body of his dead friend, Gadar came over to ask.

The fragrant pine door made of a single piece of pine wood was opened, and Russell appeared behind the door with a tired face, and his voice was soft: "It turned out to be Gadar, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." ”

"Why are you so haggard, what happened?" asked Gadar with concern, "you can tell me, maybe I can give you some good advice." ”

"No need. Russell subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Gadar's sincere expression made him pause for a moment, and finally let go of his body, "Forget it, you come in, I'll talk to you slowly." ”

"Okay. Gadar nodded and followed Russell into the officers' quarters.

Russell's officers' quarters were very clean, the quilts on the beds were neatly folded, and there was no decoration except for a few military maps hanging on the walls.

At this time, there were several pieces of letter paper scattered on the desk, most of which had been written, but there were large sections of blackened on them, which was a sign of the owner's dissatisfaction.

Russell didn't know what he was writing about, and he was so dissatisfied. In Gadar's memory, Russell was a man of great confidence, no matter what he wrote, he would never revise it, his thoughts were drafts, and he must have gone through them in his mind before he wrote them.

This is the first time Gadar has seen Russell so unconfident.

"What are you writing? So many revisions, that's not your style. Gadar picked up a smeared piece of letter and looked at it, then burst out laughing.

"Hahahahaha!"

Russell spread his hands helplessly and said, "You also saw it, I don't know how to write it now, you think about it, how should I write?"

"Hahahahaha...... Russell, the dignified captain of the Red Army, stayed in his room for a whole day and didn't go out, actually writing love letters! And he wrote so much! Hahahahahaha......haha

"Hey, I said you've laughed enough!" Russell said angrily.

"No, you make me laugh a little longer, hahahahahaha......" Gadar could barely stop laughing, he knew that Russell wouldn't really be angry with him.

"I said you're enough! Why don't you help me figure it out!" Russell said he couldn't do anything about his sworn friend, after all, he couldn't beat the other party.

Gadar laughed for a long time, and finally stopped at Russell's almost cannibalistic gaze, and said: "Didn't I say, why can't you even write a love letter?

"I'm not afraid that my writing will be bad, and what if I don't write well, what if Vivien dislikes me? Are you responsible?" Russell rolled his eyes. "Tell me how you write love letters, don't tell me you haven't written a single love letter to Anne in all these years of marriage. ”

"Didn't you write love letters to my Anne yourself?" cried Gadar.

"I was forced to write because you and Sulamir were rivals in love, and I knew Anne so well, I wouldn't feel bad about how I wrote, but now that no one is robbing Vivien of me, I'm afraid she will dislike it!" Russell said. He dragged Gadar to his desk, shoved a pen into his hand, then grabbed another piece of paper, and said, "Write me a template now!

"Hey, you're forced! It's forced!' it's illegal!" shouted Gadar.

Russell had a wicked smile on his face, and said with a perverted uncle looking at Little Lori: "I'm just forcing you, what can you do?" This is my dormitory, you are now on my territory, you can run if you have the ability, let me see if you can run out." ”

"Russell, I'll tell Vivien what you did to me when I get back!" Gadar threatened Russell's fiancée, Vivian.

"You go, you go now. What if you tell Vivien? Vivien is my man. ”

"Then I'll go and tell Anne about this! Hmph! My Anne won't let you go!" Gadar's struggle was like a grasshopper on a straw rope, and the more he drove away, the weaker he became.

Russell pursed his lips disdainfully, but he knew that it was impossible for Gadar to tell Anne about this, Anne hated men who needed women to help him the most, and if Gadar wanted to get a meal of "fried meat with bamboo shoots", then he could just tell it.

"Go ahead, and when you're done with the draft, I'll let you tell Anne about it, and you can tell it, and see who Anne will hit first." ”

"You!"

Gadar had used up all his cards, but Russell didn't accept it at all, and pressed him to the chair as if the old god was there, making him unable to move.

Accepting the humiliating reality, Gadar picked up the quill in his hand, stained the tip of the pen with ink with an aggrieved expression, and then wrote on the letter paper given by Russell.

Compared with Russell's rustiness, Gadar is indeed more proficient in writing love letters, he has written a lot of love letters to Anne before, whether it is before or after marriage, and even writing love letters has become a necessary repertoire for him and Anne on their wedding anniversary, so when Russell asked him to help write a draft, he did not feel afraid, but worked hard to write.

The white letter paper was quickly filled with black ink traces, and a total of twenty-four horizontal pages were full of text, because it was a draft, it was impossible for Russell to copy it directly, so Gadar wrote a pen, and some places were still a little scribbled and unsmooth, which required Russell to think for himself when referring to it.

"That's all, that's it anyway, if you want to add what happened here yourself, it's fine, but you have to add it first, otherwise it will become a family letter. Gadar put down his quill and handed Russell the freshly written, ink-blot draft.

"Brother, I can only help you get here, and if you don't know how to write the rest, you can find a crack in the ground yourself. ”

"Alright, you can get out. ”

"Hey, you didn't do that!"

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