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Met You in the Most Beautiful Year [143] Zhong Xiao, do you want to

Zhang Ji took off his training cap and pulled his short hair a few times. He felt a little irritated when he thought about it. He couldn't help but preach to the culprit next to him: "What did you think you were thinking at that time? This is completely different from your previous style and now.

, it’s all nonsense!”

"Something was left in there."

"When did the chief give you something? Why didn't I know -"

"No, it's my own thing."

"..."

Zhang Jijing took a few seconds, and then yelled: "I want to beat you to death!"

Yu Zhongxiao remained silent.

"Take it out and let me see. How important is that thing to make you go back in such a hurry?"

"It's not that important."

Zhang Ji's voice suddenly increased: "It's not important, why are you picking it up!?"

As he said that, he turned to look at Yu Zhongxiao next to him.

Seeing Yu Zhongxiao's calm expression, Zhang Jizhen wanted to open this guy's brain and see if someone had changed the internal components. Otherwise, why would he be so weird?

Yu Zhongxiao suddenly said: "Did you bring your mobile phone in?"

Zhang Ji was stunned for a moment and was confused by his question. How dare this person suspect that his illegal operation leaked his whereabouts?

"I also said you were trying to annihilate people from within, but you wanted the bad guys to file a complaint first——"

Yu Zhongxiao looked at the tanks in the distance and said, "That's not what I meant. I just asked casually."

Zhang Ji didn't speak anymore. He took out the cigarette case from the pocket of his training uniform, took out a cigarette and threw it over. He also lit one, took a deep puff, and then lay back on the flat surface.

On the stone.

The night sky was dark, with nothing but a crescent moon.

Yu Zhongxiao held the cigarette without lighting it.

Zhang Ji looked at his comrades sitting beside him through the blue-white smoke. Yu Zhongxiao was also wearing a camouflage training uniform, half of his trouser legs were stained with mud, and he still had a faint smell of gunpowder smoke. At this moment, he was lowering his head, as if

Playing with the cigarette out of boredom.

"Zhong Xiao, have you been worried lately?" Zhang Ji asked.

In fact, it wasn't just today. Zhang Ji always felt that Yu Zhongxiao, who was partnering with him this time, seemed to have changed his mind. He was still calm in doing things, but gave him a feeling of being absent-minded.

Or, instead of being absent-minded, the word "concerned" should be used more appropriately.

Zhang Ji had heard from Lao Zhao before that Yu Zhongxiao had brought a young and beautiful girlfriend back to the army, but he didn't take it seriously because he felt it was unreliable.

They say the people who know you best are not your friends, but your enemies.

Zhang Ji and Yu Zhongxiao went to a military academy. During their four years of college, the two took turns to be the first in various subjects. He regarded Yu Zhongxiao as his competitor from the bottom of his heart. Later, the two of them cherished each other and became friends. Zhang Ji has since

I think that although I don't know Yu Zhongxiao best, I should be no different.

Based on his familiarity with Yu Zhongxiao, this guy has a very dull personality, and he really can't do anything like taking his girlfriend across the city to show off his affection.

But just last Saturday, Zhang Ji went to the dormitory to look for Yu Zhongxiao, but he only saw Yu Zhongxiao's little follower holding the cat and basking in the sun. As for Yu Zhongxiao, he was nowhere to be seen for two days over the weekend.

"You're not really looking for someone, are you?"

Yu Zhongxiao did not deny it.

Zhang Ji asked again: "Did you know each other on a blind date?"

"no."

That's what you found.

"Did you go out with her during the National Day?"

"..."

Zhang Ji couldn't figure it out, so he turned around and asked, "When and where did you meet this person? Why don't I know?"

"We knew each other before."

"College classmate? Comrade in the army? No, Lao Zhao said the girl looks very young, as if she is still in school."

Yu Zhongxiao stood up, dusted himself off, and said, "I'm going back."

"I just asked you about leaving?" Zhang Ji quickly sat up and chased after him: "Look at how precious you are, the things you went back to find were gifts, right?"

Zhang Ji suddenly understood everything, including that Yu Zhongxiao had just asked him if he had a mobile phone with him.

If you think carefully about Yu Zhongxiao's recent series of abnormal behaviors, it is not difficult to see the clues. I have never seen him distracted from work because of personal matters before...

He felt that he might have taken advantage of Yu Zhongxiao.

When he almost reached the place where the prisoners of war were being held, he stepped forward and grabbed Yu Zhongxiao's arm, and Yu Zhongxiao was forced to stop.

Zhang Ji looked at him with a smile, and after a while he said, "Zhong Xiao, do you... miss your girlfriend?"

——

The bell rang for the fourth period, and Ye Hehuan's cell phone also vibrated, as if the other party called at the right time.

The caller ID shows my sister-in-law’s number.

Ye Zhimin came to school and was waiting for her in the lobby on the first floor of the teaching building.

Saying goodbye to her roommates, Ye Hehuan hurried downstairs. As soon as he saw Ye Zhimin standing in front of the publicity window, reading the school newspapers, he couldn't help but slow down as he approached. Ye Hehuan couldn't help but wonder why Ye Zhimin suddenly appeared in school.

I'm willing to think the worst, but I can't help but have a bad premonition.

Especially on the second day when the counselor talked to her.

At the beginning of her freshman year, she filled in Ye Zhimin's mobile phone number in the mother's section of her family information card.

Logically speaking, parents are not allowed to be invited to the university, but yesterday she and the counselor broke up on bad terms. I'm really not sure if the counselor will harass Ye Zhimin...

Ye Zhimin turned around when he heard the noise, saw Ye Hehuan carrying a schoolbag, and smiled: "Didn't you go with your classmates?"

"I asked them to go back first." Ye Hehuan pointed to the side door next to the stairs and asked Ye Zhimin: "Sister-in-law, why did you come to my school suddenly?"

"I happened to be here on business and came to see you."

The smile on Ye Zhimin's face was gentle, and there was nothing unusual about it. She took out the car keys from her bag: "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner first."



Sitting in the restaurant, Ye Hehuan felt more and more that this meal was a bit similar to the Hongmen Banquet. The atmosphere was not right. The woman's intuition told her that Ye Zhimin might know something.

Ye Zhimin looked at his niece opposite, holding a cup in both hands and immersed in drinking orange juice, and remembered what the counselor had just said to him in the office.

When Ye Zhimin learned about the post incident, her first reaction was - absolute nonsense.

When she saw those harsh remarks, she felt bad. She knew that her niece was rebellious, but she would not do such a thing. What's more, with their family's situation, it was more than enough to raise ten Ye Hehuan, so there was no need for children.

To use these crooked ideas?

"How are you at school lately?"

"Well, it's pretty good, but there are a lot of classes."

Ye Zhimin smiled happily and noticed from the corner of her eye the gold bracelet on Ye Hehuan's left wrist. The style was not new and it didn't look like something a girl of eighteen or nineteen would buy.

Sensing his sister-in-law's gaze, Ye Hehuan put his left hand under the table.

Ye Zhimin calmly looked away and asked her: "When did you start wearing gold jewelry? I haven't seen this bracelet before. Did you just buy it?"

"...Oh, I went out to buy it last November."

"Auntie has a necklace that she just brought back from Hong Kong. If you like it, you can wear it."

Ye Hehuan felt that the more he concealed himself, the more ulterior motives he revealed, so he simply raised his wrist and waved the bracelet in front of Ye Zhimin.

"I just bought them and wore them casually. I'll probably get tired of them in a few days."

Ye Zhimin smiled and said nothing, holding a small spoon with her slender onion-like fingers to stir in the coffee cup.

She seemed to be considering her tone of voice.

After a while, Ye Zhimin said: "Huanhuan, tell my sister-in-law honestly, are you dating a boyfriend?"

Ye Hehuan's hand holding the cup couldn't help but tighten. She raised her head to meet Ye Zhimin's scrutinizing eyes, her heartbeat skipped a beat, and then she pretended to be calm and muttered: "Sister-in-law, why do you ask this suddenly? It's so confusing and scary.

I jumped."

"My sister-in-law just wants to care about you, why can't she ask?"

"No……"

"Then tell my sister-in-law, what is the name of the male classmate you are dating?"

Averting Ye Zhimin's eyes, Ye Hehuan pretended to go for a drink and said casually: "I don't have a boyfriend. I can't even say what I want to say."

Ye Zhimin's heart sank when he saw her eyes dodge.

She couldn't help but think about the rumor that Ye Hehuan was kept by an old man.

Ye Zhimin did not believe that her niece would become a mistress, but this did not mean that Ye Hehuan would not associate with those "golden bachelors" in their forties and fifties.

She had seen a piece of news on TV before. A girl who grew up in a single-parent family, under the banner of true love, got engaged to a divorced man who could be her father before she graduated from college. The man was still married to his ex-wife.

I have a teenage son.

A man in his forties may be very attractive, but in twenty years, when the man enters his twilight years, will he still be as sweet and happy as he was at the beginning?

"Huanhuan, at your age, you are full of freshness about everything. I don't want to see you go astray."

Ye Hehuan pursed her lips and refused to admit: "Sister-in-law, you really think too much."

"I've been here before. Whether you've lied or not can be seen from your demeanor."

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