After reading it repeatedly, his eyes were fixed on the photo of the synagogue. His military uniform was exactly the same as when he first met him in the military region of C City Provincial.

After the heavy rain, the sky gradually improved in Kyoto, but at this moment, Lin Yitong sat in front of the window in the early morning and felt that the top of her head was extremely gloomy. She could imagine how much pressure this man was under the situation of the entire military exercise accident.

The conditions for exchange, to the extent of viciousness, should have quickly broken the string in his heart;

The scene where our special forces soldiers were seized in the enemy prison has pushed him to the forefront!!!

On the computer screen in the early morning, a line of words were printed with stern eyes:

——"After the military exercise accident, Country F suffered heavy losses, seized our soldiers as hostages, and forced our country to apologize publicly!"

Fuck fuck

Go down the stairs.

Since the early morning, the entire Ye family has been silent.

Xiao Taotao was cleaned up by Lin Yitong very early and put it in the living room. He played with the train building blocks by himself. When Lin Yitong walked downstairs, he saw boiling water boiling on the gas stove in the kitchen, and no one paid attention to it. Ye Zijing and Qin Fangrong both sat dejectedly in the living room, with their heads hanging down, as if they were waiting for death. Xiao Taotao was playing on his own, raising his big cool eyes from time to time, staring at his aunt and uncle in a daze, running over to shake their hands, but they ignored it.

Lin Yitong took a light breath, but the breath was choked in her throat.

She walked into the kitchen, added water to the pot that was about to dry out, prepared the rice, cut some vegetables, carrots and scallions on the chopping board, and waited for the water to boil and put it in the pot to cook porridge.

After doing all this, she walked out and came to Qin Fangrong.

Slowly squat down and hold her cold hands.

Qin Fangrong then moved. He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yitong with his ashes, and the light of stars flashed.

"Xiao Xiao is among those people," Qin Fangrong spoke in a hoarse voice, choking before she could speak. "I am a woman, I know little. I know that national dignity is above everything else, but... I am also a mother, I am selfish... I am just such a son. Is there any way to prevent him from dying? How can I save him? Who will save him..."

Lin Yitong held her hand tightly, and the wet and hot mist also soaked her eyes in pain. She wanted to say something, but was blocked in the throat by the sour heat.

"There will be a way..." She breathed weakly, repeating the seemingly unconvincing sentence, "There will be a way..."

Ye Zijing, who has always been concerned about military news, no longer read anything. Whether this is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, this day is the biggest disaster in their lives. He is afraid he can't get through it.

Lin Yitong seems to understand it now. She understood Zhuang Jingyan's mood back then. She didn't need any martyrs, nor did she want to be a martyr's family to be blessed by the state for life. Those are not important. What is important is that if Jing Sheng is still there, the Gu family will be a different person today. And Ye Xiao, will he be the second Gu Jingsheng?

"Yitong..." As her head buzzed, someone suddenly called her name on her head.

Lin Yitong raised her head and saw Qin Fangrong's face suddenly changed color. She was like a drowning person suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw. Her words and things she said were useless-

"He can decide, he can decide..." Qin Fangrong grabbed her arm and shook it, crying in tears, "Go and ask him, hurry up and ask him, let him save Xiaoxiao..."

At first, Lin Yitong was stunned when she saw her excited and had no idea what she was talking about.

When she realized and understood, her entire little face suddenly disappeared!

Fuck fuck

"Sometimes, the International Military Court has intervened in the mediation, but the F side is tough and does not accept other than apologizing and punishing the relevant person in charge of the military exercise..."

Until the evening, the debate caused a stir across the country, but it still had no results.

Old Man Song, who lived not far away, came up to the door, looked at the Ye couple and sighed, and simply played with the child for an afternoon. Gu Xuewen and his wife also called her one after another, but were worried, so they simply took a taxi to see her. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Staff Li and Xiaolu playing tricks in the yard. The little yard became a little angry because of the existence of two children.

"Dad, mom."

"Tongtong, can you contact him?" Zhuang Jingyan asked.

Gu Xuewen's eyebrows immediately twisted into the character "Shichuan": "What do you ask this? Who can contact who during this period?"

The tiny man turned pale. Staff Li took a look, stood up, walked to them and forced a smile: "Those are all things above, we can't reach them, but what I can guarantee is that we will all be fine, even if the power of the leader is not there.

The majesty is there, and what he told will always be effective."

But what she wants is not this.

"You sit for a while, don't worry about me, I want to be alone."

She really wanted to stay alone and think about something.

……………………

The light of the setting sun shone on the entire courtyard. When a military vehicle parked quietly in front of the car door, the wind rustled across the treetops and continued for a long time.

A soft white shadow lay on the rattan chair. The scene was like that evening afternoon when he came in and confessed those things calmly and calmly to her. His butterfly-winged eyelashes covered his eyes, as if he was asleep, but the light string of footsteps could wake her up. She vaguely heard the movement, but the noise around her faded, and she stopped consciously.

Staff Officer Li and Zhuang Jingyan in the yard both looked at the upright figure who was suddenly walking from the painting, from the TV, from the sky, and stared in shock. After reacting, they hurriedly picked up the children in their arms, stepped back, and walked into the living room.

Lin Yitong slowly opened her eyes and only saw the empty courtyard.

There is also the trance-unreal figure in the courtyard.

Her little face turned pale, she sat up slowly, her long hair spread out on her shoulders and back, and she raised her head to stare at him.

He walked over, slowly pulled his hands out of his trouser bag, and supported them on both sides of her rattan chair, looking down at her intimately and tolerantly. The subtle marks on his face were like God's masterpiece, and the close edges were even more sharp and elegant. His deep eyes were like the ocean, and he spoke low, and his breath sprayed on her forehead: "Are you waiting for me?"

This sound was as if it was floating from outer space.

As if she didn't believe it, her flickering water eyes slowly lowered, and her little hand raised little by little, covering the back of the hand with a slightly cooler palm, but the palm of her palm was hot, touching the real touch.

"Are you injured?"

Only then did she believe that he was really back. For the past week, he had been on the battlefield. Facing the blood and cruelty she had never seen before, she was trembling with anger and roar all over her body with just a glance. And these two days were even more stormy. Behind her invisible, he had endured some pressure and pressure like heart-wrenching and bone-eroding.

"A little bit." He responded calmly. Apart from the blood holes that broke on his head and the bullet marks on his legs, there were only some trivial wounds that were not lifted.

"Where are you?" His breath found her eyebrows, and a warm breath enveloped her.

Lin Yitong couldn't say it.

She couldn't say the three words "I'm fine" without knowing how much pressure he was under.

"I miss you very much." Hosran stared at the back with a scarlet eye, and said these words in the plainest tone, but it was unforgettable.

“I really want to think about it.”

It was obvious that it was just a guardian, but at this moment, the reason collapsed. The thin lips like a knife fell down, and she suddenly picked up her face and kissed her deeply furiously. The sharp tongue tip opened the gap of her weak resistance, and rushed in directly. She hugged her tightly in the middle of the narrow rattan chair. Her strong arms were hugging her from the back to the waist, and she tried her best to hug her to herself. With the strong force and earth-shaking stirring, all his emotions were transmitted to her, anger, heartache, hesitation, and the helplessness that was pushed to her... The hot tongue and powerful sucking pleasure subverted her reason. She couldn't help but moaned, and her little hands climbed onto his shoulders. He hugged her petite body tightly and pressed her between the rattan chair and her chest. The familiar smell and sense of belonging made him vent his emotions gradually in the crazy kiss. All the emotions were hopeless to let her know and experience...

When the root of the tongue gradually became numb and sore, and the resistance became weaker, Huo Siran's movement finally slowed down. His big palm rubbed her soft hair, his movements gradually relaxed, and his reason slowly returned. It was accompanied by some guilt that he knew he was out of control. His lips were entangled with her for a long time before he slowly loosened.

The scarlet bloodshot in her eyes and the emotions hidden behind her deep pupils made her see the most familiar Hosran.

"Sorry." He came to his senses, stroked her neck, and apologized in a low voice.
Chapter completed!