In his sleep, Zhou Jing saw the smiling face that had haunted him for more than ten years. Is it beautiful? Maybe not as good as the smiling beauty sitting next to him just now, but in Zhou Jing's heart, this is the purest one.
, my favorite smile.
She was a junior high school classmate of Zhou Jing and Yang Xiaoxiao. I don’t know at what moment, Zhou Jing suddenly felt attracted to this girl. This feeling was the first time in the teenage boy’s life that he had had feelings for the opposite sex.
a different feeling.
During the six years of junior high school and high school, fortunately, he and she were classmates all the time. In the eyes of many outsiders, including Yang Xiaoxiao, he and she were already a perfect couple.
When she eats with him, she can put the food she doesn't eat into his lunch box without thinking, and he is always used to clearing away the leftover food for her.
In those years, the two of them seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of presence in each other's lives.
Until one day in her junior year, she called him and happily told him that she had a boyfriend. When he heard her telling her about how good her boyfriend was, blah blah blah, he felt surprisingly calm.
Because what she didn't know was that his mother had just passed away due to illness a week ago. He was calm at this moment just because his tears had dried up when he watched his mother's body being pushed into the cremator.
It was because of her that he got admitted to the same city, but the distance was no match for a heart that wanted to let himself go. It turned out that in her heart for so many years, he was just the best companion. In her original words, he was the best.
friend.
So he silently deleted all her contact information and burned all the photos of her and him.
Three days later, he walked to the recruitment office in school. At that moment, he felt that he should take the initiative to leave her.
The day before leaving for the army, Yang Xiaoxiao found Zhou Jing and asked him why he made such a choice.
Zhou Jing answered him with a faint smile, what she said to him after the college entrance examination, why not give you and myself another chance.
Yes, she found her own opportunity, and Zhou Jing also decided to find the opportunity that was obscured by his youth. When he was young, he had a dream of joining the army, and now he can realize it.
As for her, just wish her happiness.
The scene switched, and Zhou Jing, dressed in military uniform, faced a fair-skinned and handsome young man. The boy opposite stood at attention and saluted.
"Report to the squad leader, my name is Zhang Junxian, I am 18 years old and I come from Shiyan, Hubei Province."
Zhou Jing suddenly woke up from his sleep, holding his right hand tightly on his thumping left chest, breathing heavily.
Pani was awakened by the movement next to him. He opened his blindfold and saw the pale face and blank eyes of the man next to him.
Zhou Jing took a deep breath, turned to Pani with an apologetic smile, picked up the facial towel next to him and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and slowly began to calm down his mood.
Zhou Jing began to look at the surrounding environment, ignoring the Korean beauty next to him who was looking at him. It seemed that there were not many business class passengers on this flight, and most of the seats were empty.
The only thing that interested Zhou Jing was a man who looked about 60 years old. He and he were only across the aisle, so they could be considered to be sitting side by side in the same row.
The meticulous hairstyle, with a little bit of gray, looked like he had dyed black hair. He looked at Zhou Jing with peaceful eyes, like a kind elder, but his temperament made Zhou Jing seem to see the leader of his own company.
appearance.
But the most important thing is that no matter how you look at it, this man has a smell that feels very familiar to Zhou Jing.
Zhou Jing stood up and walked to the aisle to move his body a little. The sleeping position made his waist and legs feel a little numb.
Since the beautiful woman next to him had no intention of talking to him, Zhou Jing would not force her to join her. What kind of person is she?
If you are bored sitting there, you might as well get up and move around, take out your double-layered glass and ask the flight attendant to add some hot water.
You can't bring liquids through the airport security check, so Zhou Jing put tea leaves in an empty cup and added hot water after the plane took off. Fortunately, this was a domestic flight unit, so the hot water could still be filled.
"Young man, you must have been a soldier." The old man looked at Zhou Jing and said calmly, his accent sounded like Mandarin with the accent of Shanghai.
"Yes, uncle, how did you see that?" Zhou Jing looked at the old man in surprise, asking himself that many of his habits had been slowly forgotten after he was discharged from the army.
"It's the way you wear your hat. Although it's not a training cap, the way you wear your peaked cap looks like a veteran's. The brim is at the same level as your eyebrows, but most of the back of your head is exposed from the back. My boy also wore it like this in the army.
, It is said that all veterans today wear hats like this." The old man replied with a faint smile.
Zhou Jing took off his hat and scratched his head and said:
"Yes, I joined the army in 2003, the Red Army Corps of the 1st Division of Group A of the Southeast Military Region."
"Oh, Miao Hong has good roots."
"Uncle, you must have been a soldier too. I feel the same way."
"Well, you saw it, haha. I joined the army in 1972 and returned home in 1987. I have been a soldier for 15 years and am a member of the Long Live Army." The old man still said with a faint smile.
"The Long Live Army is awesome, sir." Zhou Jing couldn't help but be in awe. His old army certainly had outstanding achievements and great military exploits, but its reputation was not as good as that of the Long Live Army.
"Don't, I can't bear the title of chief. It's been so many years. Let's get to know each other. My name is Zheng Shuguang. You can just call me Lao Zheng. What do you call me, young man?" People who have been soldiers are easy to get close to.
Even if they are not in the same army, the PLA is said to be one family.
"My name is Zhou Jing, you can just call me Xiao Zhou, old chief." Zhou Jing did not dare to call Zheng Shuguang casually.
"I told you not to call me chief, I was just a veteran." Zheng Shuguang looked at Zhou Jing dumbfounded and said, "If you call me chief again, I will get angry. Call me Lao Zheng."
Since Zheng Shuguang made such a request, Zhou Jing had no choice but to call him Lao Zheng politely. The two had a lot of fun chatting about their former life in the army. Although they served almost 20 years apart, some traditions would not
Change, many interesting things have the same inheritance.
Ever since he was awakened by Zhou Jing, Pani had been quietly sizing up this strange man from his seat.
It seems that he just had a nightmare. The glass he took out must be filled with Chinese green tea.
Zhou Jing's tea cup was placed on the cabinet between the two seats. Pani looked curiously at the tea leaves that stood up after being soaked by hot water in the cup.
I wonder if this tea tastes good, I have never tasted it.
He raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Jing in the aisle. He was really a strange man. He didn't look very old. He didn't drink coffee or drinks, but he still liked chatting with the elderly.
Originally, they were still standing chatting, but now they have squatted down next to the old man on the seat, talking softly, and sometimes making gestures with their hands. From time to time, the two of them deliberately suppressed laughter.
Looking at Pani, the corners of her mouth curved upward in a small arc, hum, isn't it more interesting to chat with an old man than to chat with a beautiful woman like me?
I'm Tiffany from Girls' Generation. She completely forgot who ended the conversation with Zhou Jing.