Looking at the pear blossom with rain face in front of him, Ouyang Fu's heart felt hot as if he had been whipped suddenly.

He hesitated for a moment, then raised his big thick hand, patted Chu Yun's shoulder gently, looked at her calmly and smiled slightly, "Don't cry, didn't I come back safely?" ”

Chu Yun choked up, raised his hand and wanted to wipe away the tears that were not angry, but he couldn't wipe them clean.

Ouyang Fu took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket and handed it to her, and said teasingly: "Go and wash it, it's all a singing face." ”

Chu Yun took the handkerchief embarrassedly, turned around and ran back to the house.

Seeing Chu Yun's figure disappear into the door, Ouyang Fu's upright back bent down, the severe pain in his body made him almost unable to stand, he clenched his fists, adjusted his breathing, and slowly straightened his body again, his face was even paler, and a thin layer of sweat covered his tight forehead.

Today is indeed too dangerous, if it weren't for Chen Zhiyuan arranging someone to pick him up there in advance, he would probably not be able to come back.

At that time, he had no time to dodge the dense row of bullets, and it was his many years of experience in fighting the enemy that saved his life. A bullet hit him in the right shoulder at that time, and he just subconsciously rolled to the left as he fell to the ground, but because he was already injured, his movements were still a little slower, and another bullet hit his right rib. At this critical moment, two people rushed behind him, set him up and quickly turned into the small alley next to him, where there was a rickshaw prepared in advance, and the two put him on the car, pulled up the car and quickly evacuated under the cover of the thick night.

He raised his hand and gently touched the wound that had been bandaged, feeling wet, it must have been torn open again when he put on Chu Yun's coat just now.

He didn't enter the house, he didn't want Chu Yun to see that he was injured.

Chu Yun walked out of the house with a bowl of boiling water, and handed it to his mouth with both hands.

"It's too cold, drink boiling water to warm up."

Ouyang Fu licked his lips that were chapped by blood loss, and took the coarse porcelain bowl in Chu Yun's hand. The water was very hot, Ouyang Fu drank it one bite after another, and the hot water swallowed down his throat and warmed his heart.

The courtyard door opened, and Chen Zhiyuan hurriedly walked in.

"We're all set, let's go."

"Okay." Ouyang Fu put down the bowl in his hand.

Chen Zhiyuan looked at him worriedly, turned to Chu Yun and said, "Chu Yun, the headquarters asked you to go back immediately, and you will go with the person who came to pick you up in a while, Ouyang and I are going to another place, so don't leave it at that, there will be a period later." With that, he turned around and left.

Chu Yun was stunned for a moment, looking at Ouyang Fu blankly, she didn't expect that she would be separated from him again when she just reunited, and she had mixed feelings in her heart for a while.

Ouyang Fu felt Chu Yun's stunned gaze, and subconsciously avoided walking towards the courtyard gate, Chu Yun silently followed him to the door, standing quietly beside him.

The two stood side by side in the dark winter night, not knowing what to say for a moment.

In the silence, they suddenly seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats, as if a thin silk thread was gently pulling the heart, faintly giving birth to wisps of sorrow and reluctance.

The two rickshaws stopped silently in front of them, and Chen Zhiyuan held the handlebars and said to Ouyang Fu commandingly: "Get in the car." ”

Ouyang Fu didn't refuse, raised his legs and got into the car, but just as his body was about to sit down, he quickly leaned out and shouted, "Chu Yun." ”

Almost at the same time as he screamed, Chu Yun rushed to the front of the car, looking at him with a pair of big eyes glowing.

Ouyang Fuqiang endured the severe pain of the wound caused by excessive movements, and struggled to find the right language, "The last training session was all my fault, I'm sorry." After speaking, he didn't look at her again, and said to Chen Zhiyuan: "Let's go." ”

The car quickly disappeared into the pre-dawn night.

Chu Yun looked at the direction where the car disappeared in a daze, there was no cold figure in his eyes, his heart twitched tightly, and a trace of sourness welled up in his heart.