Yang Jindou's eyes turned red, and he suddenly felt the urge to cry.
Ye Ming continued in a low voice, "I left home very early, and I was not with my parents the year they left. Unfortunately, I didn't even see them for the last time. My mother's appearance in my memory has faded."
It's very blurry, but when I see you, I seem to see the shadow of my mother. My mother loves me very much and loves my sister very much, just like everything you do is because you love He Bing."
"I'm very aware of the dangers I face in this career. I don't want He Bing to go through the path you have taken again. I understand. Besides, I'm so old. No mother would choose me like this."
Son-in-law, so aunt, I understand."
"I only learned about Diandian's existence not long ago. I didn't even know that I had a daughter. During the three years when I was away, you were always by Bingbing's side, and you were the one who took care of Diandian. This kindness,
I will keep it in mind."
"Auntie, actually I have always wanted to talk to you and tell you my true story. Maybe I am not as handsome, young and rich as other men. Marry me. I dare not say anything else. I only dare to say
Whatever I have, Bingbing will have. I am the oldest among men, and Bingbing is the oldest among women. Over the years of wandering around, I have also thought about what kind of return journey is worthy of the hardships along the way.
, until I met Bingbing, she was my way back."
The man's deep voice continued, soft and soft, "I don't have a mother. I don't understand women's pregnancy. He Bing is pregnant with her second child now. I have no experience. So in the future, she will be pregnant and give birth to a baby. Please be kind to her."
Teach her, but don’t let her be wronged again.”
Yang Jindou closed her eyes, and the hot tears rolled down. She also understood Ye Ming. He was born with a strong character and never lowered his head in good times or bad. But now that he said "please", he was bowing to her.
All this is because of He Bing.
It is said that in love, the one who falls in love first and the one who loves deeply loses and will be completely defeated.
She always thought that the loser was her daughter, but she was wrong, the loser was always Ye Ming.
He has a hot and sincere heart for his country, and he treats Bingbing with all the tenderness in his life.
Yang Jindou raised the corners of his lips in tears, "Yes, I will."
At this time, there was a "bang", and the glass window shattered and was smashed by Ye Ming's fist.
Ye Ming successfully carried Yang Jindou out and carried him on his shoulders, "The person has been rescued, let's go back quickly."
"Yes, Chief."
The group of people turned back, when a strong wind hit them, and a row of tall trees broke with a "click".
Black clouds pressed in, and it was only two o'clock in the afternoon. The weather was already so dark that no one could see anything. The heavy icy rain hit people's bodies and it hurt. A tornado was really coming.
"Chief, the tornado has already arrived, but we still have at least half an hour to go back. Can we still go back?"
Human beings have become insignificant in the face of natural disasters, and the road ahead is endless unknown and darkness.
Ye Ming raised his head, stretched out his hand to wipe the rain off his face, and then looked forward, "Yes, it must be possible."
His deep voice was like the low chiming of a grandfather clock at night, full of power.
All the blood-pupil soldiers' eyes lit up. They had followed Ye Ming through the bloody battles for so many years and persisted. Why, it was because Ye Ming was their light.
"Everyone, listen, it's too dark and it's easy to get separated. Now everyone holds hands, no one is missing!"
"Yes, Chief."
Everyone held hands and braved the storm and moved forward.
Ye Ming suddenly saw a red camellia on the ground. The camellia was so delicate and beautiful that it looked like He Bing's little face.
He lowered his waist, picked up the camellia, and kicked it into his trouser pocket.
Give it to her when you go back, she will definitely like it.
Yang Jindou was lying on Ye Ming's shoulder. He had just taken off his raincoat and gave it to her. His whole body was already wet from the rain.
She felt the cold strength on his body and the softness that he carefully kicked into his trouser pocket.
At this time, a tornado came over, and Zhu Chao at the front was shaken twice, and his whole body was sucked into the huge whirlpool.
"Adjutant!" someone shouted.
Ye Ming was behind. When he heard the sound, he quickly threw the Yang Jindou on his shoulder to the Xue Tong soldiers. His tall body shuttled in like lightning, and grabbed Zhu Chao's hand with his broad palm.
Pull down hard.
Ye Ming's big palm seemed to have devastating power and directly pulled Zhu Chao back.
Zhu Chao fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, Ye Ming heard a "click" sound, and a towering tree fell down, falling directly on the blood-pupil soldier.
"Get away!"
Ye Ming roared angrily with his Dantian filled with anger. He spread out his two strong arms like an eagle to protect the blood-eyed soldiers, and pushed them hard, causing everyone to fall forward.
The towering tree fell down and hit Ye Ming directly.
Ye Ming's tall and strong body fell down, a mouthful of blood splattered from his mouth.
"Chief!"
Everyone was screaming, everyone rolled up from the ground, and worked together to move the big tree.
However, it cannot be moved.
Ye Ming was lying on the ground, with his lower body under the tree, his whole body unconscious, and blood kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth.
He slowly looked sideways, and the camellia in his trouser pocket fell out and fell into the pool of blood mixed with rainwater, about to be washed away.
He stretched out his hand with difficulty, crawled on the ground with his big palm full of scars, picked up the camellia, and held it tightly in his palm.
"Chief!"
This towering tree couldn't be moved, and all the blood-pupil soldiers began to cry.
The cold tornado whizzing by, coupled with the mournful cries, was indescribably desolate.
Ye Ming blinked his thick and curled eyelashes, and lifted his dark green thin lips, "Why are you crying, I'm dead?"
"Chief!"
The blood-pupil soldier wiped away his tears, but he wiped out more tears.
Over the years, Xuetong has become more of a big family, and Ye Ming is the head of the family. He protects them like a father and brother, and like an eagle protecting its own little eagle. His tall body has never fallen.
But now, he fell.
The sky is falling.
Xue Tong's soul is gone.
what to do?
They don't know what to do?
"Zhu Chao!" Ye Ming spoke, his voice was hoarse and rough, weak and painful, but unusually sharp.
"Ah Ming." Zhu Chao crawled over and held Ye Ming's big palm tightly.
Ye Ming looked at Zhu Chao, the cold rain dripping down from his pale and cold outline, "Take them away."
"Chief, we won't leave!"
"Chief, we won't leave. If you don't leave, we won't leave. No one will be left behind. This is what you said!"