Old Nine Gates and Jun Changsheng

Song Xijun put down the copybook she was holding and rubbed her temples. For some reason, since she came out of the tomb, she felt that her mental and physical strength had declined, but the injury on her hand healed quickly.

By the way, Zhang Qishan's daily workload is really heavy. She comes out before dawn every day, but she is often busy until late at night.Sometimes it is already one or two o'clock in the morning just after work, and I have to get up and continue to work before I have slept for a long time.

How should I put it, Song Xijun felt that it was a waste of time to drink saliva by himself, let alone eat, it was delivered in the morning, and it was left untouched at noon.

She suddenly longed for Zhang Qishan to wake up as soon as possible, if this continues, she will lose half of her life if she doesn't die!

"Shangfeng sent you here to keep an eye on Zhang Qishan, not to replace Zhang Qishan." Dai Jieyou said with a sigh.Song Xijun ignored the strand of hair that fell down his cheek: "I don't want to either! Who told me that I was a special commissioner specially sent by Shangfeng, once Zhang Qishan fell down, of course these things fell on me! Don't Disturb me, or I won't be able to finish!" Song Xijun deliberately emphasized the word "specially".

Dai Jieyou curled his lips, didn't speak any more, turned around, and left quietly.This day's work was less and completed earlier, Song Xijun dragged his tired body into Zhang Qishan's room, since acting as an agent for Changsha affairs, no matter how busy he was every day, Song Xijun always went to Zhang Qishan's room to see if he was awake.

Of course Song Xijun hoped that he would wake up so that he could be liberated, but every time Song Xijun returned disappointed.Today was no exception, but Song Xijun really didn't have the extra strength to walk back, she had been sleepless for three consecutive days and nights.

She sat on the chair beside Zhang Qishan's bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Zhang Qishan's eyelids moved, he opened them slowly, and the first thing that caught his eyes was Song Xijun's delicate face with his eyes closed.Song Xijun is indeed not the kind of big beauty who can overwhelm the country, nor is she a lady of a great family, and she looks like a Xiaojiabiyu, and her whole body feels clean and light.

Five years ago, she was an unusually lively girl.

Xijun, what have you experienced in the past five years?Zhang Qishan looked at Song Xijun with a complicated expression.Zhang Qishan stood up gently, and the bruises under Song Xijun's eyes fell into his eyes, Zhang Qishan didn't know why, a part of his heart softened, he was a rough guy, although he was good-looking, he didn't know what it felt like.He couldn't describe it.

Zhang Qishan gently hugged Song Xijun, the dazed Song Xijun felt that someone was approaching him, and his muscle memory instinctively grabbed that person's clothes.Zhang Qishan looked at the small and slender hand that was grabbing the corner of his clothes, and finally opened the five fingers gently one by one, helped Song Xijun cover the quilt, and then just stood aside and looked at Song Xijun quietly .

"Let us out! Let us out!" The ring of fire separated the people inside from the outside, and the people inside screamed terribly.

Song Xijun was standing by the fire circle, the high temperature made her sweat profusely, but it couldn't compare to her inner torment at the moment. "Please, take my child out, she's still so young..." A woman was holding a baby in her arms, begging Song Xijun with tears in her eyes.

Song Xijun closed her eyes, bit her lips hard, her mouth was filled with a strong smell of rust, she clenched her fists tightly, she didn't know how determined she was, she turned and left!

"You group of inhuman things, I curse you to die!" The woman's vicious curse sounded sternly.Song Xijun resisted not looking back, for a moment, she really wanted to save the woman and told her: "It's not like this..."

But she couldn't, she watched the fire burn for three days and two nights, until the tens of thousands of people and the village were reduced to ashes.As a soldier, he couldn't save them.

She can't help it...

Zhang Qishan looked at Song Xijun frowning tightly, two lines of tears flowed from the corner of his eyes, what kind of dream did she have that made her so uneasy and sad.Zhang Qishan was puzzled, and gently wiped away Song Xijun's tears.

She is really tired, but she never regrets joining the army and becoming a soldier.