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"You are Song Nai?"

Song Nai hummed twice, the other party immediately frowned, and said unhappily, "Don't make a sound, just nod or shake your head."

Even with a hunched back and crutches, the coercion exuded by the other party for a long time in a high position made it difficult to breathe. Song Nai nodded and stared at the floor, not daring to look at this awe-inspiring officer.

"You know why I'm looking for you."

Song Nai nodded hesitantly, and heard a sneer from the other party, "It's not too stupid. If that's the case, I hope you will continue to be smart and leave Ji Shen. Being with him will only destroy him."

"You are a country boy with no name and no surname. You can neither carry on the family line nor give Ji Shen any career help. You and your brother of unknown origin will only be his burden." Ji Longcheng coldly stated what he had mastered. "Ji Shen gave up the application form for the peacekeeping medical team that he submitted. If he goes abroad for peacekeeping and makes meritorious service, he will be promoted to lieutenant colonel in one step. You can bear to watch him ruin your own future and become the favorite of the heavens." For ordinary people like you?"

"Ji Shen is different from the bugs like you who are struggling to get by. He is my most satisfying work. He is an eagle that can fly up to the pyramids. He doesn't need cheap love to entangle his wings."

Every word Ji Longcheng said made the short young man in front of him tremble even more. He knew that violence is the cheapest and most direct method. Although it can quickly achieve the goal, otherwise it will quickly aggravate Ji Shen's uncontrollability.

Love can make people crazy, Ji Longcheng is often a reckless warrior, but before this kind of thing, he knows the key to defeating the enemy should be the first to overcome the opponent's psychological defense.

If you really love someone, you will never be willing to be the obstacle of the other party. If one party leaves actively, the casualties can be minimized.

Unexpectedly, a face flashed in front of his eyes. The man was wearing a military cap, and his wide smile showed a pair of cute little canine teeth.

Ji Longcheng felt a pain in his heart, and the hand that was holding the handle of the dragon's head trembled slightly.

The old problem happened again, he turned his back, skillfully poured out a handful of heart-protecting pills and swallowed them whole, without showing the slightest emotion on his face.

The wind in late autumn shakes the red maple in the courtyard. In the layer upon layer of red waves, a few maple leaves finally couldn't bear the damage and fell to the surface of the artificial lake. Centered on the leaves, ripples appeared in circles.

After a long silence, the boy suddenly raised his head and stared at him, as if he wanted to say something.

Ji Longcheng sat wearily in the pear-blossom wooden armchair. He didn't know which moment he had aged a few years. He didn't even have the strength to speak at the moment. Tape.

"I don't agree with what you said." Song Nai pondered for a long time, and mustered up the courage to face the face of Longcheng last season. When he got excited, his eyes turned red before he could make a sound.Like a duck being choked, he spit out hoarse and trembling words from the corner of his mouth torn by tape, "Mr. Not a lifeless work."

Ji Longcheng just glanced at him contemptuously, as if looking at an incomprehensible alien, before he could speak again, he heard the nanny from the countryside yell at him a classic line from "Jane Eyre" in his broken English. lines.

- Our spirits are equal.Just as you and I walked through the grave and stood before God as equals.

Mr. Ji took a lot of Chinese and foreign literature books to broaden his extracurricular knowledge. Whenever he encountered a word he couldn’t understand, Mr. Ji’s human-shaped dictionary could answer it immediately. This sentence is the only thing Song Nai remembers after reading the whole book with difficulty. A sentence, although it is still upside down.

"Maybe you will find it ridiculous, but I'm working hard to improve myself," Song Nai said intermittently, "I'm opening a barbecue buffet restaurant with my friend, and the business is pretty good, and I'm still preparing for the college entrance examination..."

As he was talking, tears fell uncontrollably because of his excitement, Ji Longcheng was already too lazy to listen to him continue to be obstinate, waved his hand, and asked Hou's orderly to seal his mouth again.

"Take it."

Tall orderlies held him from left to right, and Song Nai's arms were broken, and he tried his best to turn his head and yelled to defend himself, but he couldn't resist these two forces and was dragged out of the room.

When Song Nai went downstairs dejectedly, he heard an orderly report that the company commander came to visit Major General Ji.

A straight figure was sitting in the living room, the tea smoke swept across his slightly pointed chin like a streamline, and then slowly dissipated in the cool air. He was sipping tea leisurely, and saw two soldiers escorting him There was no fluctuation in my heart when I followed a stranger downstairs.Major General Ji's temperament is just like this, if he doesn't agree with anyone, it's probably another unlucky guy who got into his bad luck.

He pursed his lips and waited patiently until the orderly came and respectfully led him upstairs.

Stepping up to the top step of the stairs, he locked a bunch of keys on the floor with sharp eyes and stopped.

"Lieutenant Colonel Lian?" The orderly looked back, and saw that Lian He was playing with the keychain in his hand. A familiar pendant inside caught his sharp eyes. The brass military post was engraved with: "To Captain Yu".

Putting the key in his pocket calmly, pushing the door open, Lian He turned his head and asked the orderly next to him, "Who was that person just now?"

Hearing this, the orderly showed a troubled expression.

Song Nai was locked in a dark place, and the light disappeared with the gradually closing crack of the door. He didn't dare to move for a while, and after his eyes got used to the darkness, he stretched out his feet and groped forward.

With his hands still bound and his mouth sealed, Song Nai walked half a circle against the wall, and probably got a feel for the layout of the room.

The room was neither big nor small, with no tables, chairs, stools, or beds. It was empty, like an unfinished house.

Suddenly, he kicked something with his toes, and Song Nai slowly squatted down in an awkward position, touched it with his hands tied behind his back, touched it back and forth for a while, and determined that it should be a book. Rough, lines of characters are arranged neatly, as if they were engraved on some unique paper.

His legs were numb from squatting, Song Nai sat down, and with a bang, the book fell down and hit him.

The window opened with a creak, and the sudden strong light made his eyes tear up. After suffering for a long time, Song Nai finally managed to see through his sticky eyelashes the manuscripts scattered around him, all of which were copied by famous masters. .

Why does this word become more and more familiar...

Song Nai looked back, and there were densely copied books on the entire bookshelf. At this moment, Song Nai suddenly understood why Mr. Ji was always cold, growing up in such a high-pressure and uncompromising environment, and was rejected. Suppress all preferences, who would laugh if it was changed.