She has been a killer for so long, and has long been accustomed to freezing her heart to prevent her emotions.
But in fact, her heart also longs for someone to understand her, longs to talk, and longs to communicate...
"There's nothing to say..."
"Actually, I quite envy you."
Red Rose was silent for a long time before she said this.
Song Qingge smiled, bit off a piece of mutton, and asked, "Why do you envy me? Look, I'm so busy every day that I don't even have time to take care of my children."
Hong Qiangwei said meaningfully: "I can see that his eyes are all about you. That's enough..."
Song Qingge's face turned red. Although she didn't admit it on her lips, she felt happy in her heart.
"What about you? Have you found the one you love?"
Hong Qiangwei's eyes suddenly darkened.
"He is dead. Three years ago, he died under Mr. Su's knife..."
hiss.
Song Qingge was immediately shocked.
She didn't expect that the answer the other party gave her would be so unacceptable...
"sorry......"
"If this is really the case, I apologize to you on behalf of Changfeng."
Red Rose shook her head.
"No need. It's no wonder Mr. Su. Their positions are different. On the battlefield, there is no way to care about this..."
Song Qingge looked at Red Rose: "Can you tell me about things in the north?"
"Although Changfeng is my husband, he will never tell me about the northern battlefield."
indeed.
In order not to worry Song Qingge, Su Changfeng never mentioned what happened on the battlefield.
Those memories of ruined walls and mountains of corpses and seas of blood should be kept in your heart, why let her know.
Knowing this, she is afraid that she will never let herself return to the North again...
Red Rose sighed softly: "Actually, I don't know much, but I can tell you what I know."
"But there is one thing. You have to promise not to tell Mr. Su. I will tell you."
Song Qingge nodded.
"good!"
Afterwards, Hong Qiangwei told Song Qingge everything she knew about the northern battlefield.
"Three years ago, Northern Hungary launched a massive attack on the northern border of Daxia..."
As we talked, more than twenty minutes passed in a flash.
After Hong Qiangwei finished talking about the events in the northern battlefield, she said calmly: "What I know is just the tip of the iceberg. There are many scenes more cruel than that war in the northern territory."
"Anyone who can survive the battlefield in the north is definitely a god-like man. Do you understand?"
Song Qingge was silent, feeling extremely shocked.
Red Rose's narration made her realize for the first time that the battlefield in the north was so cruel...
She couldn't help but feel a little lucky that Su Changfeng could come back intact and unscathed...
However, just when Song Qingge was still sighing.
Seven or eight figures appeared next to the barbecue stall.
Where these people were standing, the people next to them swiped and they all moved away.
There is a fierce and cold aura about them, and those who are timid really dare not stand next to them...
"Boss, bring me two hundred mutton skewers and put them on that table for me."
The leader pointed at the table where Song Qingge and Hong Qiangwei were sitting, and said coldly.
Song Qingge glanced at him lightly: "Please choose another table, we have already used this table."
However, the man still said: "I will choose your table. What, do you have any objections?"
