Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

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Tang Fei stunned: "I'm going?"

After a while, Tang Fei added: "Can I help?"

Zhong Xing looked at her eyes and said, "The dress-up is more beautiful. The entertainment reporters of the whole province are paying close attention to things about Jiajia and Jinghua.

Tang Fei was confused: "But ... wasn't that press conference for you and Sister Jia Jia? What did I do in the past?"

"You love the past and not the past." Zhong Xing did not directly tell Tang Fei, he just left this sentence and turned around and left.

"..." Tang Fei stared at him out staring out, her tall and slender figure fascinated her.

She knew he had sent her to the press conference and there must be something to happen.

She knew that his attitude towards her was neither lukewarm, but she just liked him ...

She was a fan of hers, and now she has become a colleague ... Don Fei secretly swears in her heart: "I will not miss any chance! I will dress up beautifully according to his meaning tomorrow! Disappoint him! "

*****

The night wind blows slowly.

Gu Jiajia only stood under the door of her and Jinghua's new house.

She looked up and looked at the place where Quan Canjuan fell.

Sister Chanjuan fell from there ...

The scene at the time was terrifying.

Her back of the head was smashed on the spot, blood flowed—

Gu Jiajia's eyes were red, and she thought sadly: "Sister Chanjuan, if I know that my love for Jinghua will fall to such a point, I won't love ..."

She stood here for a long, long time.

The wind is getting bigger and bigger, and electricity is still flashing in the sky.

In the distance, a dull thunderous thunder sounded, and a heavy rain was coming again this summer.

The door is locked.

Gu Jiajia's bags and clothes are inside ...

And the key to the door is in the bag ...

The door was locked, and she didn't know if there was a chance to enter.

Even if there is, does she dare to go in?

Will her grandma run to the roof again?

Or Mrs. Jing?

Before, I heard Mrs. Jing saying that her wedding day with Jinghua was her burial day.

She didn't care at all.

But also fearless.

Now she is afraid.

Really scared, someone lost her life again because of her love with Jinghua—

Quan Canjuan is dead, Jing Hua pains, she understands.

But when he heard Tang Huai say that he was Quan Canjuan's husband, she felt like a knife.

He is already Quan Canjuan's husband ...

What about her?

Who is he?

Where did he put her?

Gu Jiajia's heart really hurts very much ...

Drop by drop of rain, began to fall down, hitting on the ground, hitting Gu Jiajia.

A petite figure came over with an umbrella.

She looked at her deeply: "It's late at night and the rain is falling. Go back."

Two lines of tears ran down her cheeks: "Tang Huai, you said ... can I still walk in?"

"You can enter if you want to," Tang Huai said.

"My bag is inside, and the key is inside."

"Then wait for Jinghua to open the door and tell you to go in."

Gu Jiajia turned his head, looked at Tang Huai sadly, and asked with a choked voice: "You said, next, will it be my grandmother or his grandmother who committed suicide for our love?"

Tang Huai was startled and looked at her solemnly: "What do you say?"

"Tang Huai, you said, am I wrong?"

"No one is right or wrong in love."

"Yes, I'm wrong. I shouldn't fall in love with Jinghua. I don't fall in love with Jinghua. When Sister Chanjuan comes back, they can be happy together as before." Poor, haggard look, Tang Huai felt distressed.

"Why don't you think so?" Tang Huai looked at her deeply: "What is wrong is Quan Canjuan. She knows that you and Jinghua are in love, so she should let go and should not appear in front of you again. Things, some feelings, passed in the past, and reappeared, meaningless. "

"He didn't think so ..." If he thought this way, he wouldn't bury Quan Canjuan in the name of his wife. By doing so, it shows that he loves Quan Canjuan deeply in his heart.

Quan Canjuan ’s family thinks she died a few years ago, but she does n’t have to bring it back to his village for burial. In the city, there are graves to sell. He has no money to buy. In the cemetery, Quan Canjuan was buried.

He didn't do it, he directly took her back to her hometown ...

Gu Jiajia knew that she and Jinghua had no chance ...

The rain is getting heavier.

Clicking on the umbrella above their heads like a drop of water, they kept hitting Gu Jiajia's heart, making her heartbroken and unable to breathe.

Tang Huai approached her, hugged her shoulders, rubbed her head with her head, and said in a deep voice: "My good Jiajia, be stronger, okay? You are still young, you are not strong, you will be your way How to get there? "

Gu Jiajia's voice came with a deep crying voice: "Tang Huai, he has already left me, don't you leave me again, will you?"

If Tang Huai is not by her side, what should she do?

Tang Huaiyang smiled, "Fool, how can I leave you? No matter how big my career is going to be, Dacheng Street is our home. We live here all our lives."

Gu Jiajia cried low.

"Let's go back, you can't go in here, you can go in there with me." Tang Huai hugged Gu Jiajia and left here.

The two petite figures snuggled tightly, stepping forward step by step, rain, wet their trousers-

**

Bugles, one after another.

The elite troops of K City have soldiers training at night.

Jinghua led a group of people, carrying sandbags, climbing the slope.

They were all dirty, sweat and rain mixed together.

They are warriors marching forward!

Fear of life and death, why fear the night? Why fear rainstorms?

After three hours, the training is over ...

The soldiers of Jinghua's entire battalion went back, leaving him overtraining here.

A thunder sounded, and the whole ground shook.

After Jinghua crossed a ten-meter high mound, he even rolled down with people and sandbags.

When he rolled to the foot of Qiu, he seemed to be tired and paralyzed, and the whole person lay there in a big shape, letting rain rain hit him.

He was breathing heavily, his chest undulating.

He squinted, but opened his eyes vigorously, looking at the rain-filled sky.

"Haha ... haha ​​..."

"Haha ..."

In front of him, Gu Jiajia's delicate face appeared, and he could not help laughing.

Listen carefully, crying with a smile.

In the corners of my eyes, there are lines of water running down, I do n’t know if it ’s rain or tears ...

PS: There are two more changes at 12 o'clock, in the writing ~~