atypical beauty

?? The third day of the bombing,? The international community launched a severe condemnation.The country was filled with righteous indignation, and the students organized various activities.

??Speaking of how Ye Fanxing found one of the bombing locations that day.The others listened with gusto and praised him for being brave and resourceful. Only Jiang Duming couldn't fall asleep for two days.

?? Ye Fanxing escaped from the residential area,? Then came back,? This is what he said to other people after changing his attire.

As for Chen Pingle's deeds, right after he left the residential area, he fumbled out of Sleeping City, changed into his appearance as Chen Pingle, and found the location of the bombing based on experience and traces.

??The person in charge of this bombing was, as expected, the consul from the Qing embassy.Seeing Chen Pingle,? He was very pleasantly surprised and brought him in without much doubt.A woman who doesn't seem to have any threat is indeed easy to let people relax their vigilance.

??Chen Pingle smiled and ambushed the guards there. In the sound of bombing in the distance, there were gunshots and blood flowed all over the place, which contrasted with the roar of the distant city.Until he died, the consul still couldn't believe it, he seemed to have something to ask in his throat, but he still didn't ask anything in the end.

??Ye Fanxing looked at the consul,? didn't care about what he didn't say, and found a piece of information about the embassy from him.

?? If there is a slight change during this period, I am afraid that it will no longer be the current consummation.Jiang Duming didn't like such a bet.In fact, as an excellent general, he put his own life aside more than once and fought bloody battles for the survival of the country.There is no foolproof on the battlefield,? He should have been used to this kind of change that coexists with danger and opportunity.

?? But Jiang Duming was still very scared.

??When they sat in Sleeping City after the rain, watching the bonfires blooming at night, the city that stopped the bombing was still riddled with holes, but it was gradually returning to life.The soldiers sat around and sang military songs, and Ye Fanxing listened with interest.

??The bonfire reflected Ye Fanxing's face, making half of his outline deep and clear. Jiang Duming stared at him quietly.I used my eyes to trace the lines of his facial features, as well as the corners of his lips when he smiled.This time, it seemed that Jiang Duming had been given a vaccination, which made the young marshal realize that something was wrong with him.

?? But it was too late, he couldn't change it.He cared so much about a person he had known for many years.It's like being addicted to the medicine for insomnia. I didn't feel it at first, and thought that I didn't depend on the medicine, and I could stop taking it soon.Until the medicine bottle was knocked over by someone, dense pain flooded up like a tide.

"Isn't it?" the boy put on his military uniform jacket, turned his head curiously, the smile appeared mysterious and playful on the half-shadowed face, "are they singing out of tune?"

??Even if he laughed like this, Jiang Duming only thought he was funny, and his heart beat faster because of that little smile.Jiang Duming was silent for a while, then nodded slightly and said, "That's true."

?? Seeing his seriousness, Ye Fanxing said with a smile: "It's true, you should talk about it. Could it be that you are in a daze, General."

??Jiang Duming was not annoyed when he was exposed.Even in a daze, he could still hear clearly: "I'm not out of tune, do you want to listen?"

?? "I have to think about it. Well, the young master sings in person," Ye Fanxing thought seriously, "The ticket must be worth a thousand dollars, so it can't be wasted. It doesn't matter if I listen or not, I can ask Can this opportunity be passed on?"

?? "No, there is a limited number, or a limited number of tickets." Jiang Duming said along Ye Fanxing, with a relaxed and helpless expression, but his eyes were full of contemplation.He didn't mind Ye Fanxing finding out about his entanglement, but he clearly agreed that it was just a matter of time.He seemed to be overly emotional.This situation is really not good.

?? "In that case, I can only listen." Ye Fanxing said softly and skillfully, while speaking, he leaned forward from half of the darkness, and the flickering firelight here illuminated his face clearly.

?? A few people in the distance stopped their voices, looked at this side and laughed and whispered. There was no malice, just as if they were briefly attracted by a butterfly in spring.

??Jiang Duming sang a love song with a low voice and a loose expression. Sitting on a spring night, no one can help but be moved by his tenderness.

?? "Just when pear blossoms are blooming all over the world, soft gauze floats on the river..."

??Ye Fanxing lay down on the grass, propped his head with his hands, closed his eyes and listened while opening the progress of the task. His favorability was over the line.It is true that the young marshal has never been sincere to anyone, and this time his sudden affection seemed precious and affectionate.But at this time, only the plot of first love is at work.Every world has to start again, and I don’t know how many times I have first love.

?? He opened his eyes and glanced at Jiang Duming who was sitting. He was wearing a straight military uniform, with a military cap on his back that lowered his short hair. He had a gun pinned to his waist, just like the one given to Ye Fanxing.

?? Jiang Duming's gaze fell far away. After a while, he raised his general hat and straightened it. He turned his head and smiled at Ye Fanxing, as if suddenly remembering some important secret at this time, and said solemnly and softly: "I..." But he didn't say it after all, it can be seen that the word was heavy, it made a turn in his throat and fell back into his stomach.

?? If he hesitated like this on the battlefield, he might have to take back his hairpin and tassel fame.

??Ye Fanxing met his gaze, saw silence for a while, and said, "It's getting late, let's go."

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?? But feelings are like coughing, people cannot restrain easily.Even though that night could barely be regarded as an unhappy breakup, Jiang Duming still cared about it, and would come to him at least seven or eight out of ten days.During these days in Sleeping City, the lace tabloids reported that they were like-minded and affectionate.

?? Just after the war, when he was recuperating, this incident became a storm. Even Father Ye, who was far away in Haicheng, heard the news, and specially called Ye Fanxing to inquire about it.

?? Ye Fanxing is not good at telling the truth, so he can only prevaricate vaguely, saying that he is a friend.Father Ye probably didn't expect to be too shocking, not to mention that there is Chen Pingle's identity in the way.

??In the Sleeping City Theater, Ye Fanxing went there several times as Chen Pingle, and Jiang Duming took time to accompany him once, and they walked in holding hands in the bustling crowd, so as not to be scattered by the crowd.

?? Two people behave intimately, and come in and out at the same time. People can't help imagination, thinking of them kissing, and thinking of them having sex.As a result, there were more and more scandals about Young Marshal Jiang.Jiang Duming's reputation for being clean and self-sufficient can be regarded as a capsized ship in the gutter, and it was broken by his butterfly.

??The theater was full of guests, and Ye Fanxing quietly looked at Jiang Duming on the second floor.Jiang Duming, who was originally focused on watching the play, frowned slightly, and when he couldn't help looking back, Ye Fanxing had already turned his head and talked with others with a smile.

?? Once or twice, Jiang Duming lost the mood for watching a play. In the room full of heaters, his face was flushed by the brazier, but he became more impetuous.It seems that through the crowd, the thoughts that no one understands are conveyed privately.Any normal person with emotions and desires cannot help such a secret love affair.

??Haicheng is still considered a safe place. Father Ye raises flowers and amuses birds there every day, and gradually no longer receives attention from the embassy.The news of Ye Fanxing's presence on Jiang Duming's side was reported over and over again, but the Green Embassy never dared to act rashly, so they gradually relaxed their tense nerves and could enjoy the short-term stability after the war.

?? This is the time when it is popular to write love letters. It is said in the newspaper that the letter written by a certain person for his lover also pays attention to the depth of affection.It's a pity that the teachers at Jiang Duming's family only taught military books and foreign languages, and only trained him as a general. It is difficult to write in such romantic love poems.

?? Ye Fanxing was quite experienced in this, but he didn't open his mouth. He just stood behind with a smile and watched Jiang Duming dip the pen in ink over and over again. In the end, he didn't drop a word, but dropped a dot of ink because of too much ink.

?? Before Jiang Duming destroyed his body and traces, Ye Fanxing lightly put away the paper, pointed at the ink dot and smiled: "Good poems, easy to remember. This is like a flower, blooming on the paper, I am really happy. "

"Really?" Jiang Duming pretended not to understand the banter in the words, and just wanted to get rid of the mission of this love poem as soon as possible.

?? Ye Fanxing folded it into a pattern. He wanted to play with the wind, but after thinking about it, he folded it and stuffed it into his shirt pocket.

?? This made Jiang Duming very embarrassed, secretly thinking about learning other people's love poems again.Ye Fanxing turned his face and asked him, "You dealt with Haicheng?"

??Father Ye was able to completely dissipate from the Qing embassy, ​​and live a leisurely life without being disturbed. It is hard to say that it was not because of the few calls Jiang Duming made.Although the relationship between Jiang Duming and the Qing embassy is now stiff, he is still powerful after all.

?? "It's nothing," Jiang Duming thought for a while, and finally made up his mind to say the word that kept shrinking, "I..."

"Stop," Ye Fanxing raised his hand, temporarily stopped him from talking, took off his military cap, put it on himself, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

?? At this pause, Jiang Duming could no longer hold back his voice, and had already swallowed that sentence, so he could only say in a daze, "It's nothing." He even suspected that the person in front of him knew what he was going to say, and interrupted him on purpose. In one go.

?? Ye Fanxing nodded with a smile, just put on his military cap to salute him, turned around and walked out, with a beautiful and agile figure.It cannot be described by all the beautiful words that should be in all love letters.

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??In the evening, the adjutant received a call. He had few things to do recently. He took a sip of coffee and asked with the phone: "Name, why are you here?"

??The other side coughed a few times, then called him with a smile, and then said: "Trouble...in the north of the city..."

?? Before the other party finished speaking, the adjutant had already recognized his voice, and asked quickly: "Mr. Ye? Is there anything I need to tell the young commander-in-chief? Wait a minute, I'll put you through."

"No need," the boy took a deep breath, coughed again from the air-conditioning, and said vaguely, "There is an unknown army in the northern outskirts of the city. Send a telegram to inform the troops left behind in Haicheng for support."

?? As if he finished speaking in one breath, he coughed again, and the sound of deep breathing could be heard in his throat, reminiscent of the gasping of a dying person.

??As the adjutant asked him what happened, he calmly called the young marshal.But soon, the other end hung up.

??Jiang Duming answered the phone.

??The author has something to say: I have to say, in fact, seven thousand... rounded off is ten thousand (bushi)

??Okay, Ge Ge directly owes a chapter until tomorrow! !Pigeons are not straightforward, but they are pigeons again

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??another pigeon: good guy

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