"These years..." Xu Chuanyang hesitated for a moment as he spoke, "What have you been doing?"
Ling Mobei followed in his footsteps and walked very seriously step by step, "I am studying medicine. In my free time, I follow Swiss volunteer organizations around the world. We go wherever there is a disaster. Now, I am in our place
Working as an intern in a hospital."
He finished speaking calmly and only gave a general outline, but Xu Chuanyang knew that behind this, he must have paid a lot of unknown bitterness.
He is indeed different from what he was five years ago. Five years ago, Ling Mobei was pampered, spared the sufferings of the world, and cried at every turn. But now, what he saw in his eyes was only the perseverance and maturity accumulated over the years.
Faintly seeing the lights in the tent ahead, Ling Mobei stopped and looked at him, "I can go back by myself, and you should rest early."
Xu Chuanyang continued to walk forward, "I'll go tell the people in your organization and I'll send you away tomorrow."
"Xu Chuanyang, you are no longer my guardian. You have no right to interfere in my life." He remembered that summer of that year, when he left alone with his luggage. At that time, he told himself that since he was leaving,
Never look back.
After five years, he finally adjusted his mind and thought he could put him in a corner to gather dust, but fate played tricks on people and brought them together again here.
Xu Chuanyang turned around, and the sharp gaze shot towards him like a knife. He was a little scared, but he still looked back calmly. He didn't need too many words, he had already answered him with his eyes, he would not leave.
He will continue to stay here.
"Aaron." A flashlight shone not far away, followed by the call of his teammates.
Ling Mobei glanced at Xu Chuanyang, gritted his teeth, and ran past him quickly. He didn't dare to stay anymore because he didn't have the courage to try his heart. He was afraid, afraid that he would finally break free from the quagmire.
When he came out, he turned his head and fell deep again.
However, when he entered the tent and sat on his simple bed, listening to the pounding of his heart, he knew that what could not be avoided would eventually be avoided, and what was coming could not be escaped no matter what.
He has never walked out of his heart, never has.
In the next few days, Xu Chuanyang devoted almost all of his energy to disaster relief. He led people to clear traffic and relocate people during the day, and held meetings at night to discuss the next day's work.
Occasionally, he could see Ling Mobei, who was walking among the crowd wearing a white mask, as if he was a robot unaware of fatigue. In just half a month, he had lost a lot of weight.
The disaster relief work is coming to an end and the troops have begun the aftermath work.
It was another sunny day, and the temperature began to rise. Xu Chuanyang was discussing future work arrangements with his subordinates in the office. Suddenly, a small guard hurried in and saluted, "Battal Commander, there is something I don't know whether I should tell you or not."
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Xu Chuanyang frowned, still reading the documents in his hand, "If you fart, hurry up."
The guard was frightened by his scolding and said in a low voice: "Doctor Ling... seems to be injured, quite seriously."
"When did it happen?" Xu Chuanyang raised his head and put down the documents in his hands, "Where is the person?"
"At the hospital."
The little guard looked at him weakly, "Batalion Commander, do you want to go?"
"Nonsense, hurry up and prepare the car."
"Yes." The little guard ran out quickly.
Xu Chuanyang took his coat and pushed the document in front of his subordinates, "Take a look at it, make a plan and send it to me."
"yes."
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Ling Mobei was lying on the hospital bed with a severe headache. He wanted to sit up, but his limbs refused to obey him. After trying for a long time, a voice suddenly came in, "You deserve it. Let's see if you still dare to show off."
Turning his head, Xu Chuanyang's face gradually became clear in his hazy vision.
"You...why are you here?"
"Let's see if you're dead." Xu Chuanyang picked up the medical record card on the bedside and looked at it. "Concussion, multiple muscle tissue bruises? What on earth did you do?"
Like a child who made a mistake, Ling Mobei turned his head and looked out the window. Looking at it like this, his vision became blurry again.
He tried hard to remember what happened at that time, but his headache was so severe that he simply closed his eyes and muttered, "It's nothing."
"The medical team will evacuate tomorrow." Ling Mobei suddenly murmured quietly.
"How can you go back like this? You don't want your head anymore? Or do you want your brother to worry?" Xu Chuanyang glared at him, "You are not a child anymore. You have to consider the consequences of your actions. You are running around like this every day, and you are hiding it.
Is it from your parents?"
Ling Mobei felt guilty for a while after being told that, so he closed his eyes and pretended not to listen.
"After you heal your injury, I will naturally let you go. If you want to go to Mars or the moon, I won't care about you. However, until your injury is healed, you have to stay on my territory.
." His unquestionable tone made the person lying on the bed suddenly feel a little happy. It turned out that he also cared about him.
"For your brother, I won't let you go."
The fire that had just risen in Ling Mobei's heart was extinguished by a basin of cold water. He buried his face into the pillow and stopped talking like an ostrich.
Next, Ling Mobei was forcibly taken to City A. The doctor said he needed to rest, but as a result, he moved into Xu Chuanyang's home.
This is a familiar yet unfamiliar place after five years of absence.
However, Xu Chuanyang was still humane and did not continue to let him sleep on the sofa. He gave him his own big bed and he simply made a sleeper on the sofa.
Ling Mobei's head was wrapped with a bandage and there were several bruises on his body. He really couldn't remember how he fell from the second floor that day. Later, his teammates who were traveling with him described the situation to him.
, overworked, suddenly fainted, and as a result, to everyone's surprise, he fell straight down.
Because of this incident, Xu Chuanyang has been scolding him until now, but he did not dare to say a word even when he was being scolded, because this time the injury was indeed his fault.
"In the past five years, have you grown older but not wiser? Do you think you are Iron Man or Superman? You are quite capable." Xu Chuanyang scolded him while handing over the water and pills with an extremely bad attitude.
Take the medicine."
Ling Mobei's head was still dizzy, and he was scolded by him again. He sat up in a daze to get a water glass, but his vision went dark and he fell down. This time he fell right in front of Xu Chuanyang, and he hurriedly supported him
, the cup in his hand fell down, and all the water in it spilled on Ling Mobei's body. Fortunately, it wasn't very hot, otherwise he would have turned into boiled meat.
Ling Mobei lay on Xu Chuanyang's body, his head buzzing. This feeling of powerlessness made him reach out and grab his clothes tightly.
There was a faint smell of gunpowder smoke on his body, a smell he was familiar with and liked.
Five years later, he is still so greedy for his breath and infatuated with his arms, so he can't help but slowly loosen the hand holding the clothes, tighten his fingers, then tighten a little more, and slowly turns into a hugging posture.
He was surprised by his boldness, and at the same time, his hands holding him became stronger.
His heart was shouting, Xu Chuanyang, don't refuse me, just let me hug you, just once.