The love of the spicy female soldier is a last resort

Tang Xiaomi carefully put the photo album back to its original place and closed the door of the bookcase.Then he looked around and made sure that no trace of himself was left before walking out of the study.I raised my hand and looked at my watch. It was already [-]:[-], and it was time to set off and return to the team.

When I walked to the gate of the community, I realized that there was no taxi on this road.Let me go, is this place so remote?Did Mi Lan leave her here on purpose, and then wanted her to run all the way back to the army?But regardless of whether Mi Lan did it on purpose or not, she, Tang Xiaomi, had resigned herself to her fate and started running, muttering to herself as she trotted: Mi Lan, you are indeed my real mother, and you only want to torture me for fun!

After struggling for about four or ten minutes, Tang Xiaomi finally saw the gate of the army. Tang Xiaomi let out a long sigh of relief. She felt that she was a tragedy.

Suddenly noticed a wandering figure at the gate of the army, isn't that Lao Tang?Holding the mobile phone, he wanted to call but didn't dare to call. He just walked back and forth hesitantly, making the sentinel standing guard feel dazzled.

"Old Tang, are you tired from walking around, the land is almost smoothed by you." Tang Xiaomi couldn't help teasing.

"Xiaomi?" Tang Muyang turned around in surprise when he heard the voice, and saw Xiaomi walking towards him.No, why did Xiaomi run into the army from outside?Asked strangely, "Xiaomi, are you not training today?"

Tang Xiaomi gave Lao Tang a white look, "You still have the nerve to ask, it's because of you that I was punished by Mi Lan."

"What did your mother do to you? Are you injured?" Lao Tang nervously looked up and down when he heard that Xiaomi was being punished.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine." Xiaomi avoided Lao Tang's hand, "Old Tang, I said you came to the gate of the army, why didn't you go in?"

"Hey, I want to go in, but your mother told the sentinel yesterday that I'm not allowed to step into the gate of the army." Tang Muyang looked at the gate, feeling hopeless, just now he was thinking whether to call his rival Tie Long, Ask him to help and order the sentinel to let him in. "If I knew we shouldn't lie to your mother, it won't be easy for my father to come to see you in the future."

"Old Tang, are you blaming me for my bad idea?" Tang Xiaomi narrowed her eyes and said.

"No, no." Lao Tang quickly denied it, and said with a smile, "Girl, Dad knows that you want to help Dad, so why would Dad blame you!"

Tang Xiaomi snorted softly, "I'm sorry you don't dare! Old Tang, it's time for me to return to the team, so I won't chat with you anymore. I think you go back first, and come back after Mi Lan's anger subsides in a few days."

"Well, okay. My daughter, next time Dad will bring you something delicious, you have to take good care of yourself." Lao Tang urged attentively, seeing his daughter was about to enter the gate of the army, he suddenly called out, "Xiaomi! one time!"

Tang Muyang ran forward, took out an envelope from his pocket, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Xiaomi, do me a favor and just put this letter in your mother's office secretly. Can your mother forgive me this time?" Dad, read this letter."

Xiaomi glanced suspiciously at Lao Tang, then at the envelope in his hand, and asked, "Old Tang, you haven't written a nasty poem again, have you?"

Tang Muyang laughed, "Remember, just put it in her office secretly."

Yes, she, Tang Xiaomi, is Lao Tang's free labor on the road of chasing his wife!

After a day of training, and finally cleaned all the training grounds of the reconnaissance company, Tang Xiaomi saluted all the roommates gratefully, "Comrades, you are my idol of Tang Xiaomi——Lei Feng!"

And a group of live Lei Feng walked over one by one, patted Xiaomi on the shoulder, and smiled maliciously.

"Don't forget, wash my socks for a month."

"Help me make my bed for a month."

"We are little lunatics, we should help you."

"Hey, Xiaomi, you know, I've been thinking about that box of cosmetics for a long time."

……

In Tang Xiaomi's memory, she hated Mi Lan, missed Mi Lan, got angry with Mi Lan, and complained about Mi Lan, but she never cared about Mi Lan.

When she was standing at the door of Milan's office with the self-criticism written by Muzi in her hand and Lao Tang's letter in her arms, she saw that Milan was still busy processing a pile of documents on the desk, sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes Writing vigorously, sometimes rubbing the center of her eyebrows tiredly, the orange light illuminated her busy figure, the rows of medals in the bookcase flashed in Xiaomi's mind, and her nose suddenly felt a little sour.

"report!"

"Come in!"

Tang Xiaomi put the self-criticism on Mi Lan's desk, "Report to the chief, this is my self-criticism."

Mi Lan looked up at Tang Xiaomi, then looked down at the document, "If I find you drunk privately again in the future, it will not be as simple as a 2000-word self-criticism. I'm still busy, so you go back first."

Tang Xiaomi was taken aback, and dismissed her like this without even looking at the self-criticism?Mi Lan always has the ability to instantly extinguish her good mood.

"Is there anything else?" Mi Lan asked seeing that Tang Xiaomi hadn't left in a daze.

"No, no." What about the letter in his pocket?Lao Tang's requirements are really high, and he still has to secretly. I really don't know what shameful things he wrote in it.Let's not put the Milan dormitory, it's the same anyway.

After thinking about it, Tang Xiaomi didn't stay long, left Mi Lan's office and ran to her dormitory, and then slipped the letter in through the crack of the door.Hey, every time she helps Lao Tang, Mi Lan never lets her go.Why does she, Tang Xiaomi, have such a pair of parents, she is a sad child caught in the middle!Lao Tang, I hope you can help me this time, Mi Lan won't punish me again...

Mi Lan twisted her sore neck and sorted out the documents to be processed. Looking at the time, it was already 36:[-] in the evening.If it weren't for Tang Muyang's affairs these days, she wouldn't have accumulated so many documents and left them unprocessed.Thinking of Tang Muyang, Mi Lan showed a helpless smile, not as angry as yesterday, but only guilty.What Xiaomi said is correct, Lao Tang has always paid silently, and he has never done anything for Lao Tang, nor has he considered his feelings.

But this Tang Muyang is really, he is a big man, why is he still like a child, if he wants to see himself, he has to pretend to be sick?Didn't he know that she was also worried?

Mi Lan shook her head and didn't think about it. When she returned to her dormitory, she just opened the door and walked in when she felt something under her feet.Moving away, I found it was a letter.I suddenly had a premonition in my heart, is it Tang Muyang's letter?Curiously, he picked it up and opened it, and inside were two pieces of letter paper and a movie ticket.

Unfolding the letter paper, sure enough, Tang Muyang's handwriting appeared vividly on the paper:

Mi Lan, please don't be angry, even if you are angry, please read my letter.It was my fault to pretend to be sick and lie to you this time. I just wanted to see you so much, but I was so worried about what happened in City B last time.Seeing you sad for me, shed tears for me, and cook porridge for me, at that moment I felt distressed and extremely happy.

Mi Lan, do you still remember?We met for the first time on the train, I confessed to you for the first time in the grove of the army, I held your hand for the first time in the library of the army, I kissed you for the first time by the South Lake , I was holding a bowl of soup on the army training ground, and you finally agreed to be my wife.I am excited to announce to the whole world that you, Mi Lan, are my Tang Muyang's wife.

But I didn't hold your hand properly. The thing I regret the most in the past ten years is that I impulsively agreed to your divorce at the beginning, which made us miss the best ten years of our lives.

And life is only a few decades in a hurry, how many decades do we have to squander?

Mi Lan, please give me another chance, this time I will not let go.Because in this life, I, Tang Muyang, only want to make soup and noodles for you, Mi Lan.

This is the movie ticket at [-]pm on the weekend of the day after tomorrow. I look forward to studying the history of Chinese film development with you.No matter how late, I will wait for you...

"Tang Muyang, you fool..." Mi Lan couldn't help cursing in a low voice, but tears were already rolling in her eyes.

Opening the second letter paper with tears in my eyes, it was a short poem.

Sincerely, my dear Blue—

you asked me

Is there always only rice in the soup

you hesitated

Does distance produce alienation

you hesitated

Is it difficult to have both in the future

But, blue——

no matter how time changes

I still

Cut off the 20 years of infatuation

I can't figure out the lovesickness of the past ten years

I still

Missing your flowery smile

sinking in your pride

my blue, i'm still

I just want to cook soup for you forever

There will always be only you, the grain of rice, in my soup

Tears finally dripped on the letter paper, Tang Muyang, you bastard!Did you write such a provocative poem to earn my tears?Tang Muyang, do you know that the reason why I am angry is because I care about you.The reason why I let go of your hand is because I love you.You know, meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life, Mi Lan.Do you know that marrying you is the happiest decision for me, Mi Lan.Since my grain of rice melted into your soup bowl 18 years ago, you, Tang Muyang, are the partner I have identified in this life, Mi Lan.

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