Back to the 80s, I was a military wife and was pampered by a tough guy with a pure heart.

"Two units have already called to notify us."

Finally, Ye Ying's body softened and she sat on the ground.

Her ears were filled with Wang Qiuhong's heart-rending cries.

In his mind, the scene of the two of them watching the fireworks together late at night kept replaying in his mind, as if it was still yesterday.

It's all good, why are you missing people when you go on a mission?

"Ji Xingguo, I hate you, I hate you so much!" Wang Qiuhong cried while lying on the table, banging on the table.

"Lian Qi's sacrifice has nothing to do with you!"

"If you hadn't insisted on him joining the army, he wouldn't be where he is today! I, Wang Qiuhong, would rather my son stay by my side even if he has no future for the rest of his life. But as for you...it's all your fault, wuwuwuwu... ..”

After roaring heart-breakingly, Wang Qiuhong's eyes darkened, perhaps because she was too sad, and she fainted.

"Qiuhong!"

Ji Xingguo called several times, but Wang Qiuhong still didn't respond, so he asked Ye Ying to help get him to bed to rest.

Ye Ying helped Wang Qiuhong to the bed, pinched her forehead a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as Wang Qiuhong opened her eyes, she thought of her son's sacrifice and fainted again.

"Why... why did you faint again!" Ji Xingguo was very anxious.

Ye Ying shook her head helplessly, "It should be that she was overly sad and had a surge of energy and blood that caused her to behave like this."

Ji Xingguo turned his attention from Wang Qiuhong to Ye Ying.

"Ye Ying, there's something I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you about."

"What's the matter?" Ye Ying frowned subconsciously.

Tears welled up in Ji Xingguo's eyes again: "Look at me, I have been sitting in a wheelchair for many years and can't go anywhere."

"Qiu Hong...she has become like this now!"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid I still need your help... to go and identify the person. Take him... home."

At the end of the sentence, Ji Xingguo couldn't help but burst into tears, and the strength he pretended before had long since disappeared.

Recognize people...

Take him home.

Listening to these words, Ye Ying took a breath and felt that the blood in her body had stopped flowing, and suddenly tears flowed down her cheeks.

They are obviously a few ordinary words, but why are they combined together at this moment to make people feel so sad?

"Is it okay?" Ji Xingguo asked again.

"Okay..." Ye Ying wiped away her tears, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "I'll go and identify...identify him. I'll take him home."

Ye Ying took the things and left that day with a heavy heart.

Two days later, Kuncheng.

In order to shorten the time to reach Kuncheng, she originally wanted to fly there, but the routes didn't seem to be very comprehensive at that time. She was afraid of delaying things, so she simply spent more money and chartered a car to have someone take her there.

It was about 1500 kilometers from Gan Province to Kuncheng. The two drivers took turns and drove non-stop.

Originally, the driver thought it was too far and didn't agree to take the job. However, Ye Ying gave them too much and was willing to pay them double.

They can make several months' worth of money from just one trip, and it's hard to agree to it.

Along the way, Ye Ying always felt that this was a dream.

She didn't know how to face the fact that Ji Lianqi had sacrificed her life. It was like someone was holding her throat, and she felt suffocated.

It was obviously fine a few days ago. Not only did they teach that bastard Gao An a lesson, but they also celebrated the New Year together at midnight and watched the bustling sky together. They also...

Although they were not really a couple, she seemed to have gotten used to his presence these days.

While people across the country were still celebrating the Spring Festival at home, he was lying at the border forever.

Next, what should he do with the second elder in his family?

Could it be that Wang Qiuhong’s words came true?

She really couldn't accept this fact and couldn't accept it.

The driver looked at Ye Ying and sighed as she wiped away her tears for the first time. Finally, she couldn't help but asked with concern, "Sister, what happened? I've seen you wiping away your tears along the way. It's been two days."

Ye Ying sniffed and raised her eyes: "Do you know what happened on the China-Vietnam border when people across the country were celebrating the Spring Festival?"

Driver Huang, who was the co-pilot, frowned slightly and said, "Huh?", looking confused as if he hadn't yet reacted.

"what happened?"

Seeing Driver Huang's confused expression, Ye Ying couldn't help it anymore and looked excited:

"He died! He died at the border!"

"This..." Driver Huang immediately looked apologetic and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, sister."

"I'm sorry, sorry, it's my fault. Please... show your condolences."

Ye Ying simply remained silent.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of a certain military area.

"Sister, you've arrived where you want to go." Driver Huang carefully and closely followed Ye Ying's mental state.

Ye Ying fumbled around in her backpack for a while, took out some money, and gave it to the two drivers respectively.

"You count carefully. If there is no problem, I will leave."

Perhaps because they heard the bad news, the two drivers just took a casual look at the money and let Ye Ying leave without counting it carefully.

The moment Ye Ying got out of the car, she almost fell down.

Walking quickly into the military compound, she felt like her breathing was about to stop.

There is a place specially used to store the remains of the soldiers who died this time.

Seeing Ye Ying, Lin Jie, whose head was wrapped in white gauze, and He Peng, who was on crutches, came over with pain on their faces.

Their comrades who had fought side by side for many years died, and they felt very uncomfortable.

"Ye Ying." He Peng called out first.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Ying's breathing was messy: "Where is he?"

"He..." He Peng took a deep breath and pointed to a body covered with white cloth at the end, "He is over there."

Ye Ying looked at the body, walked over slowly with trembling legs.

Every step she took felt extremely difficult.

It was as if the legs were filled with lead.

Moreover, her heart still hurt vaguely.

By the time he reached the body that He Peng was talking about, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"Ye Ying."

Ye Ying raised her hand and was about to lift the white cloth when He Peng stopped her.

"Do you really... want to see it? I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

After a pause, Ye Ying raised her eyes and looked at He Peng with a lump in her throat: "But if I don't look, how can I confirm whether he is Ji Lianqi?"

"He...is." He Peng took a deep breath and pointed to the "Military Security Sign" gently placed on the white cloth.

"This is what was found on him, the identification tag, the military's 'ID'."

Ye Ying picked up the military security sign and looked at it carefully.

Sure enough, Ji Lianqi's name, gender, blood type, unit number and other information were written on it.