[Soldier Assault] Doujin——Samsara

(87) in the wind

Tell yourself, what exactly do you want to do, ah, what do you want to do?

On one side was the angry trainer, and on the other was the wounded soldier with the red card, one distorted his originally gentle face because of anger, and the other stood there weakly and helplessly undergoing training.

Tian Dajun was neither persuading nor persuading, he could only keep scolding those culprits.

Do you know what you are doing? Now that the internship assignment for graduates is over, where can you go when you go back now?

Lin Xiangnan has paved the way for you, don't leave, I'll tell you what's wrong with you, kid, are you naturally so out of tune, don't be idle, my tone is bad, you...

Luo Xinmin really felt that he had failed completely. He had never encountered such a thing before, which made people angry and helpless.

Shen Yixing's back was facing Chengcai, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but Luo Xinmin's expression really hurt him, and it also hurt the group of dead old people standing behind Chengcai.

Of course, Cheng Cai didn't know that Yuan Lang had also seen this scene, otherwise, he wouldn't fully reveal his true self, and he needed to hide it in front of Yuan Lang.

It was Wu Zhe who told him later that Shen Yixing hung his injured wrist, looked at his instructor helplessly and sadly, couldn't say a word, and could only stand in frustration under the gradually darkening sky, stubbornly and alone enduring helplessness ending.

As for the other loser, he was more helplessly enduring the torment of inner discomfort and turbulence. Chengcai knew exactly who Shen Yixing was, what it meant to participate in this selection, and what would be the result of failure?

However, during the selection process, he didn't feel that way about becoming a talent. No, he made everyone feel that Student Shen was here to help them, but as for himself, didn't he think about what failure meant?

Has he never thought about his future?As a graduate student, I dare not even think about becoming a talent. Shen Yixing, what is he thinking?

Without this selection, he could be recommended for graduate school, and there is no obstacle that can stop him from taking this path, but why?He chose the most difficult path, and never looked back——

Luo Xinmin had nothing to do. After being furious, there was only regret and disappointment: Your graduation procedures have been completed, and the graduate school will wait for you to go back. Anyway, you will not be able to take any exams in the short term anyway. Now, take good care of yourself, but let me tell you first, I will not talk to Professor Lin Xiangnan for you, you go back and explain to him yourself, I am so angry that I forgot why I came here.

Instructor Luo mumbled and left in the car of the head of the 207th regiment. Shen Yixing was still standing in the night wind, looking at the ridge in the distance. Chengcai knew that he was just sobbing silently.

In the thin figure of this soldier, stands a stubborn and upright heart.

For some reason, what Chengcai thought of at the moment was only Shen Yixing's innocent smile, and the mountain-like strong back that Wu Liuyi left him.

Wu Zhe said that many people saw this scene at that time, including the bad guy wearing a pair of big sunglasses, no one spoke, and all the dead A's saw it, the most real side of becoming a talent.

He was crying, for Shen Yixing who had nowhere to go after failure, and for himself who was ignorant before, like the wind singing, crying sobbingly, but it sounded so good that everyone was moved.

However, Shen Yixing didn't cry, he stood in the wind until the sun went down, then turned around and saw Chengcai.

Still smiling, the moment he saw Chengcai, a smile immediately hit his pale cheeks, he smiled naturally, not far-fetched at all, not forced, Chengcai knew it.

He is not like this, not such a long-winded person, ha ha!Shen Yixing was referring to Luo Xinmin, Chengcai knew it, and immediately smiled, and asked: Are you hungry, I left you some food.

Really hungry, huh, huh.

Shen Yixing lowered his head, his disheveled hair covered his clear pupils and the tears overflowing from his eyes, and then hid them in the corners of his lightly raised mouth.

Chengcai's heart couldn't help being moist, but he knew that he should laugh, and he had no reason not to be strong, so he walked over, patted Shen Yixing's shoulder intimately, and said softly: "Let's eat first, the train from the division hospital is fast." Come, I will go back with you.

go back?

Shen Yixing looked up at this non-commissioned officer with a particularly beautiful smile, his crystal eyes were full of surprises, and then burst into tears: Yes, go back, but the hospital needs to issue a discharge certificate.

The two walked side by side, Chengcai touched Shen Yixing's forehead, thankfully, the fever has subsided.

Before the car from the Shibu Hospital arrived, Chengcai found a lunch box and picked a dry space. The two of them sat down to eat. Yixing didn't eat much. He was always smiling, but there was always a faint gleam between his brows. melancholy.