Gong Xue’s birthday is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month.

The winter vacation starts from the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month, and she celebrates her birthday on the 23rd. Mr. Gong attaches great importance to it and prepares a small birthday party for her from the night before. She refuses to let her grandfather work. The lanterns and decorations in the living room and dining room of her home were all hung up by her and the driver Xiao Wang until late at night.

Maybe she caught a cold while taking a shower, and she had a high fever in the middle of the night. There was medicine on the bedside table, and she didn't want to pour water to alarm Qianmian's grandfather, so she stretched her neck and swallowed the bitter and astringent antipyretic medicine into her stomach.

I thought it would be fine for one night, but I didn't expect that after getting up in the morning, the heat of retreating rose again.

Mr. Gong wanted to take her to the health center of the military compound, but she was deceived and coquettish. In front of her grandfather, she swallowed several medicines into her stomach with great momentum. After drinking a large cup of hot water, Aunt Tian was escorted upstairs to rest.

Aunt Tian has served Gong's family for many years and has long been regarded as a relative by Gong Xue. Aunt Tian understands that Gong Xue refused to go to the health center because she was afraid that Dr. Xiao, who was extremely acupuncture there. Dr. Xiao is very good at medical skills, but his vision is poor. Gong Xue's limited painful experience of running acupuncture after several infusions is related to Dr. Xiao.

She won't go.

Aunt Tian touched her hot forehead and asked her worriedly if she would still call her classmates to come for her birthday party in the afternoon?

She didn't want to celebrate her birthday when her parents were not at home, but she didn't want to ruin her grandfather's fun. After thinking about it, she said it would be the same as in previous years. It's enough to eat enough food, and prepare more freshly squeezed orange juice. Her friends all like to drink drinks made by Aunt Tian.

Last year's birthday, she only invited Su Lianlian and a few playmates in the courtyard. This year, in addition to them, she also invited a few more people. In other words, she couldn't stand someone's repeated requests before agreeing to them.

When Aunt Tian left, she closed the curtains. In the dim and dark room, she was the only one left.

The heating was very hot, and she quickly sweated when she was covered in a thick quilt. The feeling of discomfort was a little lighter. At this time, she heard the sound of soldiers on duty walking past outside the window, praising--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Such a picture appeared in my mind, against the blue and gray background, the pleasing military greens continued to rise and fall, breaking the silence of winter and bringing vitality.

I couldn't help but lift the quilt and crawled towards the window.

She wiped the water vapor with her sleeves, and her red cheeks pressed against the cold glass.

Looking from the second floor, a whole row of young soldiers passed through the cement road in front of her house. Their backs gradually overlapped with the colors in their hearts...

The fog gradually gathered, and she could no longer see anything.

When she moved again, her calf was like thousands of ants piercing her heart, sour, numb, painful, and extremely uncomfortable. She closed her eyes, slowly slid on the bed, picked up her knees, and buried her cheeks between her knees.

She knew from her father that he was sick.

He was injured in his leg and was sent to Beijing for treatment.

Almost at the same time, she forgave his no news.

I couldn't ask in depth because my identity did not allow it. But she was smart and sensitive and could probably guess the severity of his injury.

She is also having legs? She has been suffering from a short period of blood flow, so what about him?

Could it be, like her, that hurts so much that she can't breathe?

Will it hurt so much that I forgot the little girl thousands of kilometers away...

"Ring----------------------" The phone on the desk suddenly rang.

Starting from one day last winter, the pink telephone settling in her room. Mr. Gong mistakenly thought that she was waiting for her parents every day, but he didn't want his baby granddaughter to be by the phone for a strange man.

The ringtone lasted only two times and then became silent.

She slowly lay back on the pillow and pulled the quilt, and heard Aunt Tian calling her downstairs.

"Xiaoxue--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

She felt a little cold, and she didn't remember it very much, but she had to answer. She responded, wrapped herself in a quilt and retracted into a chair, and held the phone in her arms.

"Hello, I'm Xiaoxue."

She thought it was called by her classmates or her partner in the compound, but unexpectedly, a voice that made her dream come true in her ears...

"Hello, Xiaoxue, I am Uncle Gaoyuan! Do you still remember me?"
Chapter completed!