Superpower: The domineering president is my wife.

Seeing Dai Xi's surprised expression, Feng Yan sighed softly and spoke slowly.

“My grandfather was a soldier, so I grew up in a military compound. I didn’t move out of the compound to live with my parents until I was in elementary school.

However, I have been influenced by my ears and eyes since I was a child, and I have longed to join the army and determined to become an excellent soldier.

But because I am the only son in the family, except for my grandfather, other people in the family do not approve of me joining the army.

So every year during the holidays, I would use the time I stayed at my grandparents’ house to secretly practice military boxing and fighting skills with a few friends in the compound to lay the foundation for joining the army in the future.

Mrs. Qiao from the Qiao family in Nancheng, because she was a close friend with my grandma, would often bring several younger members of the Qiao family to visit my house during holidays.

The original intention of the elders was that we, the younger generations, are of the same age and could play together to enhance our relationship.

But due to personality differences, over the years, I have only gotten closer to Qiao Nanyu, the second eldest child of the Qiao family.

And Qiao Nanxi, who is engaged to me, is their little sister.

As the youngest child of the Qiao family, Qiao Nanxi is much younger than the rest of us.

I remember that I was 14 years old when the accident happened, and Qiao Nanxi had just turned 5 years old.

That summer vacation, Mrs. Qiao took her four brothers and sisters to Kyoto to visit my grandma, as in previous years.

As usual, I used my holidays to do physical training with my friends in the compound. "

Having said this, Feng Yan paused slightly, then smiled self-deprecatingly.

“For boys at that age, it’s the time to rebel and compare.

I remember that at that time, a boy showed off to everyone, saying that his family took him to the shooting range to practice target shooting. They used real guns, and the shooting was so enjoyable.

Everyone who listened was envious, and they also went home and begged their families to take them to the shooting range.

Of course I am no exception. "

Feng Yan twitched the corners of his lips, but his dark eyes were filled with regret.

“When I got home that day, I told my grandpa to take me to the shooting range.

But he was very busy with work at that time and couldn't spare any time, so he promised me that he would take me to the shooting range when he was done with his work.

But in the past few days, my friends all went to the shooting range one after another, and the topic of discussion became the shooting range and shooting, which made me feel very frustrated.

A few days later, I finally couldn't hold it any longer, so I took advantage of my grandfather's lunch break to enter his study and stole his gun.

I excitedly took the gun and the cans prepared in advance and went to the backyard of my home.

Because grandma likes flowers and plants, grandpa specially left a large area in the backyard for grandma to plant flowers and trees.

At that time, I naively thought that with the cover of flowers and trees, that was my perfect secret base.

In the future, even if grandpa is not free, I can practice shooting there.

I moved a long table from the garden, placed the cans I prepared, followed the descriptions of my friends, turned on the pistol safety, and started practicing aiming.

I held the gun in my hand and took aim for a long time, but I couldn't aim.

Just when my arms were sore and I could hardly lift them, I suddenly heard someone coming.

Because of fear, I immediately looked in the direction of the sound, but forgot that I was still holding a gun in my hand.

With the sound of a gunshot, I was stunned to the spot.

When I came back to my senses, I saw Qiao Nanxi had fallen to the ground, bleeding out in a big pool of blood.

I was so scared that I rushed over and found a bloody hole in her thigh.

I dropped the gun in my hand and ran toward the front yard with her on my back.

As soon as we arrived in the front yard, we were bumped into by my grandfather who heard the noise and went out to check the situation.

When grandpa saw Qiao Nanxi who had fallen into a coma, he immediately asked the guards to prepare a car and sent her directly to the nearest military hospital. "

Hearing this, Dai Xi felt inexplicably familiar.

She tried hard to think about it, and then she was surprised to find that wasn't this the scene from her nightmare some time ago?

Could it be that she...

"Ahem, let me interrupt." Dai Xi cleared her throat and said quietly: "Do you still remember where you hit?"

"Left thigh." Feng Yan frowned slightly. Although he didn't know why the little girl suddenly asked about this, he still said it truthfully.

"It's okay, I'm just curious about where you will hit the first time you shoot." Seeing his doubts, Dai Xi twitched the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "You continue."

Then, his fingers unconsciously touched his left thigh, and through the clothing, he could vaguely feel the uneven scar.

Feng Yan looked at her with his dark eyes for a few seconds, and after making sure there was nothing unusual, he continued: "When grandma, grandma, and Qiao's family and I rushed to the hospital, the operation had just ended.

The doctor said that although the operation was successful, because Qiao Nanxi was too small, the bullet would cause great damage to her.

Not only did it damage the aorta of the thigh, causing massive blood loss and hemorrhagic shock, it also caused some damage to bones and nerves, and the possibility of lifelong disability cannot be ruled out.

That night, after receiving the news, Mr. Qiao and his wife rushed to Kyoto.

After Mr. Qiao learned about Qiao Nanxi's specific situation in the hospital, he went directly to my grandparents' house and said that he would break one of my legs with his own hands and pay it to his granddaughter.

My grandparents naturally couldn't stop him, but they couldn't just watch Mr. Qiao attack me.

So grandpa personally asked me to become a monk, whipped me severely, and punished me to kneel in front of the hall for three days. He also warned everyone in the Feng family that no one would treat my injuries until I finished kneeling. Only then did I finally suppress Qiao. The old man's anger.

When I saw Qiao Nanxi again, it was already three days later.

Because it was summer, the wound on my body was already inflamed and I had to go to the hospital for debridement.

After cleaning the wound, accompanied by my grandma, I saw Qiao Nanxi on the hospital bed.

There was a sickly white color on her face. I thought she would cry or be scared when she saw me, but unexpectedly, she smiled and said 'I'm sorry' to me.

She said she was scaring me because she was walking around so it wasn't my fault.

She even told Mr. Qiao fiercely not to bully me. "

Speaking of this, Feng Yan couldn't help but chuckle.

Dai Xi raised her eyebrows, a little surprised that the young Qiao Nanxi could be so "understanding".

All the clues at the moment point to her connection with the Qiao family. If her inference is correct, then she and Feng Yan really have a "deep connection"!

With such a script of hurting each other, she had to wonder if God meant it.

You shoot me and I shoot you, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell the difference for the rest of my life!