Tang Ning swallowed silently, his mind was similar to playing old movies, and Cheng Huaisu raised his hand to relieve the military line.

He had a very calm move, and as soon as he did it, he was surprised to be lustful, as if his every move was full of desire.

Of course, Tang Ning couldn't help but say without any confidence: "I...I haven't."

The further she spoke, the lower her voice became, and she was completely defeated in the face of the rogue words of the old man.

Tang Ning completely understood.

This person is getting more and more inappropriate as he grows older.

She held Cheng Huaishu's military coat and put it back to him, and said slowly: "Then I'll go back first."

Cheng Huaishu stopped teasing the little girl, buttoned her slowly, and her expression returned to a cold look: "The road is too dark, I'll take you back."

The tents where the two of them lived were still a distance away. They were in the wilderness, and all the lights were temporarily added in emergency situations. It is not ruled out that some places passing by were dark and lanterns.

What's more, the tense moments of rescue in disaster areas cannot guarantee that anyone's personal safety can be completely guaranteed.

The moonlight was bleak, and the scattered light dragged the figures of the two. The shadows overlapped silently with the walking movement.

Tang Ning walked side by side with him, stepping on the shadow of the ground, and asked seriously: "By the way, how is Jiang Xiaoman's recovery?"

When Cheng Huaishu walked with her, he would subconsciously slow down. He raised his eyelids and said, "The doctor told me that his vital signs had become stable. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and his legs were saved."

For ordinary people, this is undoubtedly the best result.

But Tang Ning knew the particularity of their identities and asked in a mute voice: "Can he still return to the army?"

Jiang Xiaoman and Cheng Huaishu's experiences are very similar. They both have experienced a life-and-death juncture. They are in a state of physical and psychological instability. No one can guarantee what will happen in the future.

Cheng Huaishu's eyes were firm and every word was powerful: "Don't worry, I believe in him."

No matter what setbacks they have experienced or how much suffering they survive, no one in them has forgotten their identity as a Chinese soldier.

Tang Ning unconsciously felt his eyes sore and his eyelashes trembled and said, "Uncle, you should have seen it on the peacekeeping field and experienced many such moments."

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Cheng Huaishu's throat choked with memories from a few years ago because of her words: "I just arrived in South Sudan and saved a boy from the terrorists, and then he stabbed him with a knife in the next second. I have no choice..."

After saying that, his eyes closed tightly and his shoulder blades swayed, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

Tang Ning didn't need to say much, he could guess the subsequent results.

Of course this is a situation that no one wants to see.

But they all knew in their hearts that these children who were captured and trained by local terrorists were no longer the minds of normal children. They were domesticated and used by terrorists to become similar types and became emotionally slaying machines.

During the time he was in South Sudan, Cheng Huaishu had seen the inhumane behavior in the war zone, and had seen the battlefield hospitals being destroyed by crazy people. Countless civilians were wandering on the streets, unable to eat enough, and even were attacked in the next second, and their families were destroyed.

In those moments, besides being proud of the peaceful and secure motherland behind him, he was never indifferent, but deeply compassionate for it.

Cheng Huaishu still remembers that when he first entered the military academy, a colonel came to the school to speak.

He said that what we have never called for is not to rely on war to resolve problems, but we have never been afraid of war.

Only by protecting this land can the blood in the bones be passed down, and will not become vassals of any country like some invaded countries being tampered with civilization.

This belief has been tempered into his bones during his service, and the flames in his heart have never been extinguished for a moment.

Tang Ning's pupils were pitch black, and his heart seemed to be washed by a gust of spring breeze, which made him feel very strong impulsive.

Cheng Huaisu didn't want her to worry about her past events, and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Okay, let's not talk about it."

He reminded as always: "If you take a break early, the evacuation mission will be arranged in these two disaster areas."

Tang Ning nodded and intertwined with his eyes.

She thought that four years ago, her love was not wasted.

Even if the two failed to meet again, she never regretted falling in love with Cheng Huaishu like this.

...

Back in the tent, Bean was taking off his blood-stained white shirt and changing into a clean hospital gown.

Maybe Cheng Huaishu's words were too touched by the emotions buried in her heart, and she almost forgot that there were other people in the tent who were currently living with her day and night.

Tang Ning put down the door curtain, took a step back, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Bean, you can change your clothes first."

I don’t know if she read it wrong, but there was a trace of the young man’s white spine that looked like a gunshot wound.

The last time she saw such scars behind Cheng Huaishu, she couldn't bear it, and she heard him explain what these scars carried.

So Tang Ning was very alert to know that gunshot wounds were different from other scars, and even in the recovery period, they were very obvious.

If she read it right, Bean's identity shouldn't be as simple as he said.

While thinking about it in his mind, Bean lifted up the curtain and stood in front of her, his eyes calmly: "Come in."

Tang Ning roughly flipped over the bag of medicine and tentatively said, "The wound on your body seems to be very serious. Are these external medicines really not used?"

"It's almost done."

Bean's tone was ordinary, "It shouldn't be used."

Since that's the case, Tang Ning had nothing to say. After silently applying the medicine, she pulled the quilt and covered it.

Her heart was beating in her chest, and she was breathing quietly, observing Bean's movements in the dark.

The boy kept in one position and curled up on the bed. He didn't turn over for a long time and looked asleep.

After a little bit of trouble, Tang Ning thought, hoping that her feelings were wrong.

Opening my eyes again, there was no trace of Bean on the other bed, and the quilts were neatly stacked.

Tang Ning felt panic and remembered the children who were trained as killers on the peacekeeping battlefield that Cheng Huaishu told her.

She didn't care about anything else, put on her shoes, and wanted to move forward to the tent where Cheng Huaisu was stationed. It would be better if it could explain the situation.

However, as soon as the man walked out of the tent, the young man came back with a step and suddenly looked into her eyes.

That kind of cold eyes, bloodthirsty, without any emotion.

Tang Ning tried his best to control his nervous heartbeat and squeezed out a few squirts from his vocal cords: "Good morning."

Bean curled his lips and said carelessly: "Sister, where are you in such a hurry?"

Tang Ning had an idea and casually made an excuse: "No, I'll go wash up."

After washing up, her body was covered with the freshness of mint.

"We will be able to evacuate from the disaster area tomorrow, and you can also find your family with peace of mind."

Tang Ning quietly changed the topic, trying to find out his true purpose.

"yes."

Bian lay on his back on the bed, pillowing his arms on the back of his head, "I'm so excited to think about it."

Beanyao pointed at the box on the table and asked, "Sister, are you having breakfast?"

Tang Ning became vigilant and could only find a way to deal with it: "No, I'll just wait in line."

The boy's thin layer of black hair covered his forehead, and Bean drooped his eyebrows and eyes as if disappointed: "I see the porridge you have been drinking these two days, and the dumplings you specially brought for you to get up early."

Is this his purpose of getting up early?

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"Thanks a lot."

Tang Ning relieved his nervousness, grinned at the corner of his mouth, avoiding the gaze that met with him, "But I think it's better for me to drink porridge."

Bean laughed sarcastically and asked step by step: "Are you afraid that I will poison it?"

To be honest, this kind of thing from the client is really close to her inner thoughts.

If it is an enemy or a friend, and the other party is unknown, Tang Ning really cannot trust anyone completely.

Seeing that she was silent, Bean picked up the hook, drank the soup in the bowl in big mouthfuls, and scooped up another dumpling and chewed it slowly.

He shrugged slightly, pretending to be clear and harmless, and raised a relaxed smile at her: "Sister, look, isn't it poisonous?"

Tang Ning was silent for a while and continued to shirk: "I'm not too hungry now, so you can continue to eat this bowl."

Bean didn't say anything, the blue veins on the back of his hand winded, and his clenched fists relaxed.

He narrowed his eyes and said without annoyance: "Then I'm not polite."

During the day, Tang Ning didn't see Cheng Huaishu. I guess he must be helping everywhere and didn't care about the doctor's advice that the doctor told him not to carry heavy objects.

Cheng Huaishu told her last night that she would arrange for evacuation in the past two days. As expected, as the evening approached, she received a notice that the performance troupe would be taken to Lincheng Airport together and then flew straight to Jiangcheng.

Tang Ning returned to the tent and left when he wanted to pack up his things.

As soon as the person entered, the air was filled with a strange fragrance. There was a phantom in front of her. She reached out to try to grab something, but it was useless at all.

The next second, she fell to the ground and temporarily lost consciousness.

During the long sleep, Tang Ning felt his hands and feet weak and his mind was drowsy.

After finally breaking away from the nightmare, her heart beat so fast.
To be continued...