Chapter 65: Heaven Separates
When Ye Xiaohui led her back to the camp, it was already late. They had their own agendas, and they didn't have much appetite for the late dinner.
The next day, Jiang Wanrong was going to return to the capital with the condolence group. Ye Xiaohui personally drove a military vehicle to see her off, along a winding road.
Jiang Wanrong sat in the passenger seat beside him, with a pair of curious eyes that kept rushing out of the car window, and the scenery along the way was bright and kind. From time to time, I have some interaction with Ye Xiaohui.
"Xiaohui, in this prairie, why can't you see lions?"
Ye Xiaohui smiled bitterly: "It's hard to find even a herbivore here, since there is no lion food, how can there be a lion?" β
Jiang Wanrong was very curious: "Why?" β
"Although Africa is rich in wildlife, it is not all land that is a paradise for them. On the way from here to the capital, I don't know how many tribes are active, and is there still room for wild animals to survive? β
Jiang Wanrong's heart sank, and her eyes instantly became solemn.
The convoy unknowingly traveled more than 100 kilometers, and Jiang Wanrong's expression was a little uneasy: "Xiaohui, don't send it any further, if you go down, you will be sent to the capital." β
Ye Xiaohui's expression was very resolute: "I have to send you to a completely safe place." β
"Isn't it safe here?"
Ye Xiaohui pondered for a moment: "It's not very safe, the NGO convoy was attacked nearby, and a large amount of relief materials were looted by those unknown armed elements. β
"But on the way we came, we carried a lot of disaster relief materials, and there were no accidents?"
Ye Xiaohui glanced at her: "If you didn't meet it when you came, it doesn't mean that you are safe on the way back." I was a little scared to learn that you were in the convoy with you. β
"Why?"
"You're lucky you didn't have an accident. If I had known, I would have personally picked you up far away. β
"You're going to protect me?"
Ye Xiaohui replied calmly: "Yes, I must guarantee your absolute safety." Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to explain to my dad in China. β
Jiang Wanrong's heart was hot, and she couldn't help but think of the scene when the other party was sticking to herself when she was young, so she happily said: "You have really grown up and know how to protect your sister." β
Ye Xiaohui's face was a little feverish: "I'm past the age of standing, leading a capable team, I owe you so." β
When he was sent to the border near the capital, Ye Xiaohui finally stepped on the brakes.
"Sister Rongrong, there will be a farewell for sending you a thousand miles. In the next journey, your brother can't protect you, you have to cherish yourself. β
Jiang Wanrong smiled with tears: "I will." You are in much greater danger than I am, so be sure to stay safe. β
"Well, I will."
When he sent Jiang Wanrong to the embassy's special car, he couldn't help asking: "Do Sister Rong Rong and Brother Hong Ming still have a future?" β
Jiang Wanrong was emotionally relieved a lot more than last night, and replied lightly: "He and I are living for the future." One day in the future, I can't fly, he can't do it, so I go to a quiet place, live a quiet old age, hand in hand every day, watch the sunrise and sunset. β
Ye Xiaohui heard a bit of tragedy from her seemingly free and easy answer, and her mood could be described as mixed.
By the time he drove back to the camp, it was already afternoon. He thought about it for a moment and felt that he should tell Lua the truth, so he took a step in the direction of her clinic.
Luya was receiving a female refugee and was lukewarm about his arrival: "You're back?" β
Ye Xiaohui's expression was not very natural: "Oh, send her away." β
Luya's attention was still on the female patient: "She is a very good girl. It's a pity that you and she are not on the same path. β
Ye Xiaohui's heart sank: "What about us?" β
"What 'we'?"
Ye Xiaohui stretched out his fingers: "It's you and me." β
Luya's demeanor was light: "She's really a lesson for me." Let's stop being naΓ―ve. β
Ye Xiaohui suddenly understood, and the gentleman said: "I wish you happiness." β
On the way back, he didn't show great loss, maybe Jiang Wanrong's truth had convinced him. Now, as long as this young lady is not injured, it is fine. He grew to admire his childhood idol and feel sorry for her happiness.
The next day, he made a transatlantic call to his father.
Ye Zihe has been proud of his son's going abroad to participate in the peacekeeping mission, but at the same time, he can't let go of his endless worries.
"Xiaohui, are you okay?"
"Well, I'm fine, Sister Rong Rong just left from me."
"Oh, I heard her say. In a few days, she will go to Europe to give lectures. β
"Dad, she is a talented girl who inherited your mantle and is now working hard to spread traditional Chinese culture to the world."
Ye Zihe looked pleased: "Yes." Although she was one of my students, I had great hopes for her and always regarded her as my own daughter. β
Ye Xiaohui's heart moved: "In this case, you should care more about her personal happiness." β
Ye Zihe was stunned: "Hasn't she re-chosen her happiness?" β
"Dad, but she is separated from her own happiness."
Ye Zihe frowned: "Did she tell you something?" β
"Yes. We've been talking for a long time. It's hard for her, and she feels sorry for her current boyfriend. β
Ye Zihe's expression became solemn: "Rong Rong's parents can't accept the fact that she left Jinghao, and they won't support her to be good with Hong Ming." It seems that I, as a teacher, should do something for these two students. β
Ye Xiaohui's eyes lit up: "What is Dad going to do?" β
"I want to have a big wedding for them."
Ye Xiaohui let out a surprised voice: "But the two of them are in Tiannan and Haibei respectively." β
"I know, but both of them and my other students will be back at the beginning of next spring."
"You mean they're coming back for your seventieth birthday?"
Ye Zihe pondered: "I didn't want to think about it, but for the sake of this pair of lovers, I also have to do a good job." β
Ye Xiaohui was very excited: "Great. I can also complete the task when I arrive, and when I return home, I can have a good time. β
Ye Zihe was excited about his thoughts, and immediately told his son: "Don't make a noise first." I'm going to surprise them. β
"Okay. I thank you on behalf of Sister Rongrong. β
Ye Zihe ended the call, was stunned for a long time, and naturally said to himself: "Why did this kid say that? β
Besides, Jiang Wanrong completed the itinerary of country G, and she had to take a civil aviation directly to country F in Europe. She was very eager to transfer to North Africa and get together with Xing Hongming for two more days, but because the situation there was very unstable and even the aviation was controlled, it was no longer convenient for her to go back. She could only talk to Xing Hongming on the phone, and then board the plane in tears.
After more than a dozen hours of flight, the civil aircraft she took finally landed at Fran International Airport, thousands of miles away. It was as if she had become a time-traveler, from a world of backward infrastructure and war-torn to a modern country. She couldn't help but take a few deep breaths of fresh air, and her heart seemed to be drunk.
Since it was an official exchange, Consul Cui Kanglin of the Chinese Consulate in Fran City personally went to pick her up at the airport, which flattered her.
In front of Consul Cui, she looked sincerely afraid: "Consul Cui, you personally picked me up at the airport, a little ordinary person... How can I afford it? β
Consul Cui laughed heartily: "Teacher Jiang is too modest. You're not just an ordinary Chinese citizen. At home, you are a well-known scholar; Overseas, you are the messenger of spreading traditional Chinese culture. I've admired you for a long time, and I've been a fan of yours for a long time. β
Jiang Wanrong faced a diplomat who was more than ten years older than her, showing rare restraint.
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