sometimes

What does it feel like to miss someone?

The wind was blowing from the window into the house, and Jun Yang waved his hand and opened the entire curtain—there was no cloud in the sky, and today is a good time to take off.

The Fengtian Military Region is the largest military region in the country. There are reasons for this, such as history, strategic layout, industry, technology, etc., let alone mention it.

But when it comes to "Iron Wings", the first thing everyone thinks of is not the Air Force, but the "Fengtian Air Force".

There are millions of soldiers in the whole country, and among these millions of people, only a few thousand people can use this nickname, and they are the first to polish their nickname into a signboard.

But whoever can go to the sky, which one is not "wings" made of "iron"?Being taken first, these two words should make many airlines feel unwilling.

It is also a military region, they are superior to others in Fengtian, whether it is internal deployment or external news reports, even the ranking is placed at the top.

I heard that the Fengtian Military Academy is also the same as the boss. Not only is the admissions strict, but it also has to pass a magnifying glass to review the files. I can't wait to check all eight generations of ancestors to ensure "organization" and "discipline."

Pedantic, old-fashioned, old-fashioned... just listening to it is annoying, and he can think of those double-chinned faces with reading glasses picking and choosing under the dim light.

Shhh, can't say.

It cannot be questioned, otherwise it is politically incorrect.

Even without mentioning it, Jun Yang has always shown his disdainful attitude towards these rules and regulations.

He will only do it faster and stronger, and use his achievements to let those people know what hope, dust, Mo, and Ji are.

People have preconceived thinking patterns, and his impression of Fengtian Military Region may only be like this for the rest of his life.

Receiving the task of visiting the hospital on behalf of the troops, he thought that he was unconscious anyway, and he had no human rights when he was unconscious, so he casually bought a basket of flowers at the door that was still acceptable, and planned to sit back and leave.When the family members cannot come to take care of them, the army usually arranges a sensible soldier to greet the patient in the ward as a thank you, but the person here is very shrewd, not only did he not intend to send him away after greeting him, Instead, she sighed in front of him, turned a blind eye to his indifference, ignored him to look up at the ceiling, and insisted on holding his hand and saying, "Fortunately, you are here", and threw a big living person to him without any explanation.

God knows!

When the new batch of K-2020s was enlisted, he was free to choose the number of candidates—except for a few chiefs, who would call him within the gate of the Shanhaiguan Military Region?Who dares to order him!

Looking at the person lying quietly on the bed, Jun Yang stood far away, thinking: He probably doesn't like this Yan Mingxin.

Charge one, he doesn't like people starting with "Iron Wing";

The second crime is that he doesn't like being ranked behind others in the same row of people who came to the stage to receive honors.He doesn't like someone who is prouder than him, and especially doesn't like someone who is more arrogant than him—anyone who doesn't take the initiative to chat with him is arrogant;

The third crime, how could he serve others?

The most important thing is that he has a bit of innate... No matter what it is, in short, he must not stay in a hospital where life, old age, sickness and death are endless, and his spirit will be affected.

It was even more impossible for him to do the request that the shrewd man told him to "talk".

He had nothing to talk to a stranger with his eyes closed.

Although he has nothing to talk about, there are plenty of people who have something to talk about.Soon, he was forced to know how the lying person had grown up, what good people and good deeds he had done, how he was helpful, and how he was like brothers and sisters with a room full of people.

Pretty boring.

It's just that when those people were tired of crying, they left.

He raised his hand to touch it, and he didn't know when tears were streaming down his face - he was sitting in the corridor by the door.

He can't control his emotions and is easily infected by negative atmosphere. This is what he can't bear the most, and he must pay a huge price for it to calm down.

He can no longer control whether there is someone to take over, he must leave immediately, and he can't stay longer... If it wasn't for that day, the doctors and nurses removed the ventilator.

Jun Yang would definitely not want to take a look at someone who didn't take the initiative to chat with them. Only then did he realize that Yan Mingxin's skin was exceptionally fair.

The sword-shaped eyebrows that had been covered up by medical gauze and adhesive tape were reappeared in the sky, the eyelashes drew a graceful arc under them, and left a faint crease at the end of the eyes. The straight nose bridge and slightly pale lips are saying "don't get close to strangers", and there is a little reddish indentation left by the mask around the nose and mouth, which has not yet recovered. The sharp contrast makes people feel worried for him—— This man suddenly had all five senses, as if he deserved to restore some human rights, which made Jun Yang look at him seriously.

There was a subtle but powerful attraction that made him want to move. He followed the force and stretched out his hand generously, touching his cold face lightly with his nails. Almost at the same time, an indescribable electric current instantly Running all the way from the spine to the peak, his brain, which has been stingy with adjusting a little bit of emotion for many years, suddenly resumed work without saying a word, and countless joyful factors gushed out in an instant, wandering wildly in excessive amounts throughout the body, and the strange experience made him feel uncomfortable. He was uncontrollably numb all over, all the way to the soles of his feet.

Still in shock, he withdrew his hand and couldn't help but look back, suspecting that he had really been shocked by an electric shock.

There was nothing behind, only a faint scent of flowers wafted from the window.

In his miss, there is the taste of flowers.