The tongue was sore, and the intense touch on the soft lips had not yet faded.

It was a special venting Hosran. In the past few days, he has endured too many things and heavy things. No matter how cold and calm he pretended to be in front of others, he would only break his skills when he came to her. She could clearly feel that his whole body was shaking when he just hugged her tightly, trembling violently and shaking. The anger in his emotions was offended by the national dignity; the coldness of being threatened by the life of the warrior; in the past few days, he was tortured like a heart-wrenching bone!!!

He also has occasional times when he can't hold on.

He wanted her to know so much. Only she could know Da.

Sitting quietly on the rattan chair, the tiny man held the handle with his hands empty, his face pale, and said tremblingly: "You deserve to apologize."

He said that he was no longer qualified to get close to her, but he violated her own mistakes. He must have known it himself. At this moment, he was stalemate, gently stroked her neck with his fingertips, and the humble posture of leaning down made the air feel as if the smell of guilt and apologies floated.

"Yeah." He responded lightly. He recovered so quickly, so calmly as the wind, as if he had left her before going to the military exercise.

"sorry."

He said hoarsely, his low voice as if it was coming from his chest and lungs, and he apologized so sincerely.

In fact, the afterglow of the passionate kiss just now was too strong. In the past few days, her hunger and thirst tortured by inexplicable longing were almost filled in an instant, but she didn't know what the feeling of being filled was.

It felt like the warmth suddenly returned after the biting cold wave. She felt so comfortable and at ease, but there was still a small stubbornness supporting her mind, forcing her to remember what Hosran had done like this.

"Hosran, you actually have time to come here." Lin Yitong's words had a faint irony. She knew what he was experiencing these days.

Hosran swept her thin clothes that she was still wearing in late autumn: "Is it so cold?"

He had told this bad habit too many times, but she never listened to it.

The navy blue military uniform took off at some point. When she realized it, she felt that the fabric with a little velvet gently wrapped around her petite body between the cold wind and setting sun. Her little hand subconsciously stretched out to resist slightly, and his movements suddenly stopped, as if he wouldn't force him to die if he knew she refused.

"Can you tell me what will happen in the end?" She finally compromised, but showed her weak side, she wanted to know.

Hosran put his clothes together and wrapped them all around her, freed her long hair and tied it up on the back of her head, buried her big palm gently, leaning over, looking down at the gods covering her from above the clouds, and suddenly asked, "Tongtong, what do you want?"

The person in his arms finally looked at him with incredible light from his beautiful water eyes. What does it mean, what does she want?

Not knowing what to say, she had to tell him what she saw: "We can't do anything. Even if Sister Qin and others are worried, they can't touch or change the decisions above. Especially as parents, they can't step on their son's life to consider dignity for the country, so they dare not even have expectations, so they can only wait."

Hosran showed a pale smile, but did not respond. He only patted the back of her head and repeated it once, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you want?"

What does she want? About Ye Xiao?

Lin Yitong tried hard to escape from the vicious circle he set. She understood his eyes. As I said last time, he was not qualified to stand on one side of her life and compete with her, but Ye Xiao was able to do whatever he wanted. But in his Hosran's perception, it is not the most important thing that she likes or doesn't like. The important thing is that Ye Xiao loves her and someone loves her.

Lin Yitong stared at him in the cold wind for a long time and sneered: "Hosran, don't say you as if you can sacrifice everything for me. What they want is your apology and dignity..."

He also smiled slightly and interrupted softly: "My dignity?"

He thought he still didn't express his meaning clearly. He was qualified to talk about these two words in front of anyone and demanded them, but in front of her, she thought he still cared about dignity?

"Tongtong, what do you think I'm going to do today?"

The whole country was waiting for his decision and his attitude. The situation was only two days long and tensed to the extreme, but he escaped from all this, went to this not-so-large courtyard, looked for her, and asked her what she thought. What he had said about the meaning of his life and the love he gave was not obvious enough, right?

The person on the rattan chair trembled slightly. She understood what he meant. Under such great love, she almost couldn't raise her head. Her heart suddenly felt sour and she smiled bitterly: "But that's not just yours..."

All the pain and entanglement are condensed here.

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What we want is the apology of the entire military, which is related to the dignity of the country. He Hosran knows better than anyone else.

He just smiled faintly. She was right, which was also the point where he refused to give in. He didn't speak, but just asked patiently for the third time, "Where are you?"

"Tongtong, you can tell me."

But she was too sensible, her eyes were covered with a layer of redness and warmth, and she still refused to say it.

Hosran hugged her gently, wrapped her back with her head and gently wrapped her into her arms, and asked quietly: "Let him come back safely, is this?"

One sentence forced her to feel the most painful weakness.

She could not adapt to the selflessness of Hosran, who was all for her, but she seemed to have been used to it in a long and trivial life. In addition, when she was worried about his future and destiny, he would come over so calmly, divert her attention and ask her what she wanted.

She had little doubt that he would have achieved everything that Lin Yitong wanted, even if he had exhausted everything.

But Ye Xiao...

"Are you worried about anything for me? Don't forget, I owe you this."

"I have caused you a lot of harm and grievances. I force you to kill our unformed children. I will make you lose a kidney in vain." One day, he can say these words indifferently, word by word to her, and also to face them for yourself, like a man, not to hide or escape.

He was trying to arouse her hatred, and she knew that he had indeed achieved his goal. No matter what Ye Xiao and her he imagined, no matter whether he thought Ye Xiao was the place where she would be happy for the rest of her life, she wanted Ye Xiao to be safe in her heart.

"Yes," she finally raised her eyes, red, for the bloody teenager who regarded her as a relative four years ago. "Although I know the chance is so small, I want Ye Xiao to be fine."

Hosran must admit that at this moment, no matter how selfless he was, no matter how much he hoped her to be good, his heart still hurts, like a heartbroken.

"Yeah." His thin sharp lips were a little pale, and he responded calmly, and finally he could know what she thought.

She will get what she wants.

"A good rest, you shouldn't have a good sleep. Remember not to watch the news all night long, everything will be fine."

Including what she once said, will Ye Xiao come back safely?

Lin Yitong felt that this was a bit like a fantasy. She was forced to make a stubborn wish, and what he wrote to her was like a hopeless blank check.

She wanted to ask something more, but the little stubbornness in her heart restrained her, making her still cold and hard in the end.

"I won't leave for too long, probably, this is the last time." It seems that I have said too many times to ask her to wait for him to come back, and I don't want to say it anymore, because Hosran clearly knew that no matter what the final result of the matter was, the future he could foresee was already there.

Even if she doesn't understand, she's better not.

The cold wind blew, and the sky had swallowed the last ray of light in the setting sun. It gradually became dark. She sneered and said, "It just so happened that the people here were not in a good mood. They probably didn't prepare dinner, so there was no way to keep you."

Hosran could no longer listen to what she was saying, because he seemed to have imagined that his future life would be in such a dark sky, and he would give everything for her and watch her be happy with others.

Life may be painful and tormenting, but that is the price he should pay, and he is willing to accept it.

The old gunshot wound on his left shoulder began to hurt. From every evening in late autumn, it was sore and painful like a drill bit. Therefore, he began to be greedy for this embrace, and he hugged it tightly and did not want to let go. He forced himself to smile, his thin lips squeezed into his arms and was deeply imprinted on her warm eyebrows, and he called her hoarsely: "Tongtong."

“Okay.”

……………………

The night is coming.

When Huo Siran walked out of the courtyard, he wanted to turn around several times, but he didn't go back. In the car, Han Feng's hand lit the steering wheel and was waiting for him.

The moment he saw him, he couldn't help getting out of the car, walked to the back, and opened the door of the back seat for him.

"Have you found out the specific location of the hostage detention?" As he got in the car, Huo Siran asked in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!