Ye Xiaohui left like this. He died in front of Shen Linxi's eyes, which made Shen Linxi immersed in boundless grief for a long time. Now, everyone in the refugee camp is busy with Ye Xiaohui's funeral, and only Zhang Jiuyue can accompany her. It was with Zhang Jiuyue's company and comfort that she spent the most torturous days of her life.

When she regained her senses, she thought of passing on the bad news to Ye Xiaohui's domestic family, but she never had the courage. In the end, she had no choice but to call her mother's new number. Although my mother will also suffer the pain of losing a loved one, it is a little less grief than the loss of a child in old age by Xiaohui's brother's elderly parents.

After a period of recuperation, Jiang Wanrong's body completely recovered. However, she was a little unhappy. Now that she can work normally, she has to leave the 'home' that she can't let go. Indeed, this overseas oil field is my home because of the existence of my lover.

Her recent mobile phone messages are very frequent, and there are still a lot of things she needs to do, and she can't live a comfortable life like an ordinary woman.

Xing Hongming saw her thoughts, knew her knots, and finally took the initiative: "Girl, since you feel that your body is fine, go and do your business." ”

Jiang Wanrong said curiously: "Brother, are you willing to let me go?" ”

Xing Hongming smiled warmly: "You are an angel." If I imprison an angel by my side, it is equivalent to breaking the angel's wings. I love you, I want you to fly freely in the vast blue sky, and spread positive energy from the East all over the world. ”

Jiang Wanrong threw herself into his arms excitedly, and said in a coquettish tone: "But I can't do without you." ”

Xing Hongming's heart was hot, and he raised his hand to gently comb her hair: "When you are tired of flying, come back at any time." Leave you a bed by my side forever. ”

Jiang Wanrong subconsciously glanced at the new bed and couldn't help but smile.

When she was about to leave for Europe again, she received a strange call at the airport (Shen Linxi borrowed another mobile phone to call her).

Since it was almost time to board the plane, she didn't want to answer and planned to hang up.

Xing Hongming reminded her on the side: "There are not many people who know your new number, and it must not be irrelevant or harassing."

As soon as she heard that it made sense, she hurriedly pressed the button to answer, but her daughter's helpless voice came from her mobile phone: "Mom..."

Jiang Wanrong was stunned: "Xixi, what's wrong with you?" Sick? ”

As soon as Shen Linxi heard her mother's concerned tone, she couldn't control herself anymore, and she couldn't care about the feelings on the other end of the phone, so she instantly cried. She wants to drain all her undried tears.

"Hey, Xixi! What happened to you?? ”

Jiang Wanrong began to think that her daughter had been 'abused' by Ye Xiaohui, but she soon sensed that something was wrong from her crying tone, and suddenly had an ominous premonition. Xing Hongming, who was guarding her side, was the same, worried that she would be hit suddenly, so he couldn't help but stretch out his arms to protect her delicate body tightly.

Shen Linxi snorted and cried, and after being interrupted by choking several times, she finally told Ye Xiaohui's sacrifice again.

Jiang Wanrong's face turned pale when she mentioned Ye Xiaohui during her narration. Because the daughter's tone has already exposed the final answer. But she still had to listen to her daughter's words, and when the misfortune was said, she couldn't control herself anymore and collapsed softly in Xing Hongming's arms.

Xing Hongming had already heard Shen Linxi's story clearly, and he was also very sad about Ye Xiaohui's sacrifice. Since the death of his biological parents. He has regarded his mentor's family as his closest relatives. How can Ye Xiaohui, who has a strong brotherhood, sacrifice without breaking his heart? But he is a man, and he must bury his grief deep in his heart and try his best to coax his sad lover.

Shen Linxi completely ignored the feelings on the other end of the phone, and continued to cry: "Mom... I didn't have the courage to say to his family... Tell him about it. ”

Because of excessive sadness, she had no time to care about her mother's current situation, so she hung up the phone in a daze. She finally managed to share her grief with her loved ones.

Jiang Wanrong still put her mobile phone on her tearful face, completely unable to extricate herself. I still have the scene of the last time I got together with Ye Xiaohui in my mind. Especially the scene where the other party held herself and rotated, which made her unforgettable.

Xing Hongming gently patted her on the back: "Rong Rong, you have to mourn." If Xiaohui had a spirit in heaven, he would not want to see us like this. ”

Jiang Wanrong only then put her head tightly in his arms, and burst into tears: "What should I do... How should I open this mouth to the teacher and his old man... Woohoo..."

Xing Hongming gritted his teeth: "Since you can't say it, let me tell the teacher the bad news!" ”

Jiang Wanrong pulled out her head in shock: "You? ”

Xing Hongming nodded firmly: "What teachers and teachers and their mothers need not only at present is the truth, but also need comfort. Given your current mood, I'm afraid you can't do that. At least you can't even control yourself. ”

Jiang Wanrong wanted to talk to Ye Zihe at this time, but what she wanted was the comfort of the other party's relatives. But now she needs to comfort people. She had no choice but to appoint Xing Hongming to make this call.

Xing Hongming first cleared his throat and felt that there was no problem with his voice, so he dialed Ye Zihe's phone with a worried heart. He also has Sun Mei's mobile phone number, but at this moment, he will never dare to tell her the bad news first.

"Hey, Hong Ming?"

Xing Hongming heard the teacher's voice becoming older, and tears couldn't help but roll in his eyes: "Teacher..."

When his voice was stuck, Ye Zihe said eloquently: "How is Rong Rong's situation?" Is she still in the oil field? ”

Xing Hongming took a deep breath and could only buffer first: "Rong Rong's body has completely recovered, and she will leave for Europe immediately." ”

"Oh, she's gone so soon? Is the body really okay? You have to care more about her. ”

Jiang Wanrong was still lying in Xing Hongming's arms, and the teacher's words were like a warm heart, which made her sad heart ripple. But she couldn't express her gratitude, fearing that her choked voice would destroy the teacher's fragile emotions even more.

Xing Hongming reluctantly restrained, and gradually led the topic from the woman he loved to her daughter-

"Teacher, Xixi contacted Rong Rong just now."

"Oh, I haven't had time to contact that girl yet. You must persuade her well. ”

Xing Hongming was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Wanrong also stared at her stunned eyes.

"Teacher... You..."

"We already know that."

"Huh?"

Xing Hongming's heart sank: "Teacher, you want to mourn." Please take care of your health as well. ”

"Hong Ming, you and Rong Rong don't worry about us, you must pay attention to safety. Overseas is not as good as domestic, you must not be careless. ”

"I see. Teacher, although Xiaohui is gone... From now on, I will be the son of your second elder! ”

Jiang Wanrong couldn't hold it back any longer, and choked up: "Rong Rong... Since then··· It's your own daughter... I will definitely serve you two elders in the future..."

"Rong Rong... Sure enough, you're in... The teacher knows that you are a filial girl. When your parents are old, don't be angry with them anymore, okay? ”

Jiang Wanrong shed sad tears again.

After Ye Zihe ended the call, he opened the door of the inner room first, intending to inform his wife. However, Sun Mei was lying on the bed with her head bored. Clearly, she hasn't recovered from the loss of her son.

Ye Zihe walked back to the living room, picked up the photo album, turned the first page, and saw his son's heroic martial arts in military uniform, so he couldn't care about his tears anymore-

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