He is wearing a military uniform and a hat, and he has a heroic appearance. He is already tall, so he is really attractive.

The three-dimensional facial features appear deeper in the sun, and are darker than when he entered school, but his foundation is good and he looks a little more stable.

She was very happy to face his change.

He also sent photos of their classes and training sessions, the crowds of people, the shooting range, the muddy ground, the runway... full of publicity and perseverance.

Han Yurou saved the photos and collected them carefully.

When he graduated, she printed out all the photos and gave them to him as a graduation gift.

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It snowed on Christmas this year.

A thick layer of white snow on the ground adds countless tranquility and atmosphere to this beautiful festival.

Rong Jincheng only came back on the afternoon of Christmas Eve. He was holding his suitcase, wrapped in a thick gray scarf, a long black coat, and lace-up leather boots.

He walked outside Han Yurou's community with one foot deep and one foot shallow, stepping on the snow and looking up at the location of her floor.

Han Yurou was hanging small Christmas objects on the window. When she lowered her head, she was surprised to see him downstairs!

There were small snowflakes falling outside. Rong Jincheng didn't hold an umbrella, so he just looked up at the tall building.

Han Yurou immediately opened the window and shouted: "Come up!"

Rong Jincheng raised his head, his face was as deep as a knife. He squinted slightly to avoid the falling snowflakes, raised the corners of his lips, and looked at her silently.

He hasn't seen her for half a year.

He didn't feel cold either, and his heart warmed up when he saw her.

After standing for a long time, when Han Yurou almost went down to pick him up, he came up holding the suitcase.

As soon as the door opened, Rong Jincheng rushed over and hugged her, the coat on his body was still cool from outside.

"Rourou, Rourou, I miss you so much." He held his hands tightly, and his eyebrows were deep.

"I miss you too..." Han Yurou hugged his waist.

Rong Jincheng felt it was not enough.

Miss her so much.

It wasn't until I held her that I felt there was life and a heartbeat.

She is the meaning of his existence in this world.

Rong Jincheng felt that it was not enough, he wanted to truly have her.

He put his arm around her waist and carried her to the bedroom in a princess hug.

Close the door and ignore the little Huihui scratching the door hard outside.

Pressing her down, he took off his coat.

"Rourou, if you don't let me come back, I will go crazy. I miss you so much."

She only wore a light beige sweater, and her whole body was as gentle as a begonia flower. Her body still smelled good, like jasmine.

"Happy Christmas Eve." She hooked her arms around his neck, her watery, dark eyes full of clarity.

"Well, happy Christmas Eve."

Outside the window, light snowflakes continued, and the white world was peaceful and peaceful.

Rong Jincheng missed her so much.

It wasn't until later that Han Yurou said she was hungry, with a satisfied smile on her face.
Chapter completed!