Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

After speaking, he looked at the person in front of him nervously, with pious and expectant eyes, like a saint waiting for the manifestation of God.

Meng Xiaoman did not dare to look directly into his affectionate eyes. She lowered her eyelids and trembled her eyelashes lightly, "Aren't we together now?"

Xiao Xiangdong didn't give her a chance to be vague, and asked, "Xiaoman, I'm talking about the kind of relationship that a lover can have together, a real couple, a life-long relationship. Do you understand?"

"But, how can you guarantee that you will love me forever?"

Xiao Xiangdong spoke firmly, "I can guarantee that I can swear to the military flag, the party emblem, and the organization. What about you?"

Meng Xiaoman hesitated, "Me? I admit that I like you, but life is too long, and I can't guarantee what will happen in the future now."

Even the end of the world may happen. Love, a thing based on feelings, can change at any time.

In the last days, in order to survive, families can kill each other, and it is even more common for couples to love each other and become each other's food. She is rather suspicious of human nature, especially love.

"Can you say that again?"

"what?"

"What you just said."

"I can't guarantee what will happen now."

"No, last sentence."

"A lifetime is too long?"

"One more sentence."

Meng Xiaoman scratched his head, "Do I admit that I like you?".

"Yes, are you telling the truth?"

Only then did Meng Xiaoman remember that she was confessing her love to him. I felt a little shy, but after I had said it all, I mustered up my momentum and said, "Yeah, what's wrong with liking you? Don't you let me like you?".

"No, no, let, let, I'm happy."

The night breeze was slightly cool and the courtyard was quiet. Xiao Xiangdong's voice was particularly clear: "Xiaoman, let's be together like true lovers. As you said, there is no guarantee of the future, so we must cherish the present more. Time. If the world ends tomorrow..."

"Don't say it," Meng Xiaoman covered his mouth. For some reason, she didn't want to hear him say the word doomsday, "I do."

If what she was experiencing now was a dream she had in her previous life when she was sleeping at the end of the world, then she would never want to wake up.

Xiao Xiangdong held her wrist and pecked the palm of her hand that was pressed against his lips, but he heard Meng Xiaoman's "hiss~" sound.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Xiangdong rolled up her sleeves and looked at the circle of bruises on her white and slender wrist. His eyes were full of heartache, "Who did it?".

"That crazy woman Shen Jiaojiao, it's okay. You'll be fine in two days." Meng Xiaoman put down her sleeves nonchalantly.

"Wash yourself first, and I'll rub you with safflower oil later."

Under the oil lamp, Xiao Xiangdong poured some safflower oil into his palms and rubbed them to warm them before massaging her wrists. The smell of safflower oil immediately lingered in the bedroom.

Meng Xiaoman looked at his skillful techniques and found that the fingertips of his hands were full of wounds and blood blisters.

"What happened to your hand?"

"It didn't hurt when I went down the mountain." Xiao Xiangdong said nonchalantly and continued to rub the bruise on her wrist.

Meng Xiaoman didn't understand for a moment, but after thinking for a moment, she realized, "Did you come down from the cliff with your bare hands?"

Seeing him nodding, Meng Xiaoman was shocked in her heart, "There are so many dangers, just in case... why are you so stupid?"

"No, I know it."

After rubbing his wrists, Meng Xiaoman found red potion from the drawer and applied the medicine on his fingers, "Remember not to get wet."

Because of the injury on his back, Meng Xiaoman did not sleep well that night. He woke up very early the next day, had a simple breakfast, and the two went to the brigade headquarters together.

Shen Jiaojiao and Shen Yuru were both there.

Party secretary Zhou Baoguo and team leader Xiao Hongjun, as well as several people from Zhang Dachuan's team, as well as people from the educated youth point, all arrived early.

Shen Jiaojiao and Shen Yuru were locked up in the brigade headquarters for a night, and they were both a little shabby. Compared to the obvious dark circles and red circles under Shen Jiaojiao's eyes, Shen Yuru was in pretty good condition and her expression was quite calm.

Shen Jiaojiao did not expect that Meng Xiaoman would come back alive, and she was extremely panicked. After looking at her, he lowered his head. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his hands hanging on his sides were slowly clenched.

It wasn't until the pain in her palm came that Shen Jiaojiao calmed down, raised her head, and showed a harmless smile.

The party secretary had heard about yesterday's events from Zhang Dachuan, and his face was gloomy at the moment. As soon as he saw the two people coming, he asked who the murderer was.

"Shen Jiaojiao."

As soon as Meng Xiaoman said it, everyone's eyes turned to Shen Jiaojiao in the corner.

"It's not me, it's not me." Shen Jiaojiao bit her lips and shook her head with tears in her eyes, "Xiaoman, I have no enmity with you. We are still good friends. How could I kill you?".

Hearing what she said, everyone looked at Meng Xiaoman in confusion. They had never heard that these two people had a big hatred worthy of killing.

Meng Xiaoman glanced around everyone and answered the question, "First of all, Shen Jiaojiao and I are not friends. We have broken off our friendship a long time ago. Secondly, I also want to know why she pushed me off the cliff?".

"I really don't, it's not me." Shen Jiaojiao kept denying it, crying so hard that all the young men present felt sympathy for her.

After a while, Zhou Senlin couldn't stand it anymore. He stood in front of Shen Jiaojiao and looked at Meng Xiaoman: "You said she pushed you. Do you have any evidence?"

Meng Xiaoman glanced at Shen Yuru, unsure whether she would come forward to testify. Shen Yuru noticed the look in her eyes and nodded, "I can testify. I saw Shen Jiaojiao push Meng Xiaoman with my own eyes.".

Among the three, Shen Jiaojiao is the smallest and usually looks weak. She speaks softly and does not look like she is capable of killing people. Zhou Senlin didn't quite believe it and looked at Shen Jiaojiao with questioning eyes.

"It's really not me, they lied." Shen Jiaojiao pulled Zhou Senlin's sleeves with an innocent and aggrieved expression, which made Zhou Senlin feel distressed again.

Zhou Baoguo didn't want his son to get involved, so he asked him to shut up and came back, but he pushed back, "Dad, Jiaojiao is innocent. I can't just watch them slander an innocent person." When Shen Jiaojiao was chatting with him, she was well-informed, thoughtful and enlightened, so how could she kill someone.

Meng Xiaoman sneered twice and clapped, "This is the first time I've heard that victims and witnesses identify the murderer and slander the innocent. I really learned a lot today."

Zhou Senlin's face turned pale when she stabbed him, and he pointed at her and asked, "How can you guarantee that you are not lying? Maybe you are in the same group?"

Xiao Xiangdong stepped forward and grabbed the finger he was pointing at, pressed it back hard, then tightened his palms and said, "Speak carefully and don't point randomly.".