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For those two days, Fugui was suffering from self-blame. Although they were also warned, he felt that Liming's punishment was still their fault.

Every time he saw the empty bed in Dawn, he always felt empty. He had to clean the bed in Dawn every day and wash all his clothes, and then he felt a little relieved.

At noon that day, he was lying on the bed to write a letter when suddenly Zhang Chengliang rushed into the dormitory and pulled him to shout excitedly: "He is out, you go and have a look."

Fugui was confused by him: "Who?" He followed Zhang Chengliang to the corridor, saw Li Ming walking back swaying, and turned around and pointed at the officer standing at the restaurant door and said something fiercely.

Until Liming was surrounded by Yang Aiguo and Xiaoyu and others and walked into the dormitory, he was still chattering: "Isn't it just a chief officer? I have to beat him up all over the ground."

Then he glared at Fugui and said, "And you, you stole the wine and asked me to punish you. You are not good birds."

Xin Yi smiled and said, "Didn't we also pay a heavy price? The political commissar has dealt with us seriously, and we have fully recognized our mistakes. We strive to participate in political studies in the future and let our ideological awareness reach a new level."

Li Ming glared at him: "You can go to a new level if you are just a few? If you don't look at you, you are all big and sturdy, stupid and reckless. Forget it, I won't be as knowledgeable as you, I want to rest for a while. I haven't slept well in the confinement room these two days and am so sleepy."

The moonlight outside the window was like silver, and it was scattered on Fugui's body through the thin curtains.

Fugui tossed and turned without any sleepiness. He felt the gentle moonlight as white gauze, vaguely his mood at the moment.

This moonlight suddenly evoked his warm memories, and he suddenly remembered the swallows far away in his hometown.

How many letters have you written? He asked himself secretly. However, the military camp has iron discipline. When he wrote letters, he only expressed his longing for love. He knew that it was impossible to receive a reply from Yan Zi, but he wrote letters just to express his longing.

Since he was able to communicate, he has to lie on the bed every day, look at the swallow's photos, dip his pen tip into his thoughts, and express himself in a slight manner.

I couldn't sleep, so I put on my clothes and walked out of the dormitory quietly.

The sky is dark and the moon is emitting bright silver light without hesitation. The wind is refreshing, mixed with the rich grass fragrance.

Fugui took a few deep breaths and felt as if he could smell the smell of his hometown. He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After sitting on the steps for a long time, he was about to get up, and reached out with one hand and pressed his shoulder hard: "Don't move."

When Fugui heard the voice, he laughed: "Why did you come out too?"

Zhang Chengliang smiled honestly: "Like you, I can't sleep. I chase you when I see you come out, but I can't find you when I come out."

Fugui looked at the bright moon and said, "The night is so beautiful."

Zhang Chengliang nodded and looked at the full moon in the sky: "Yes." Suddenly, he looked at Fugui and smiled: "Fugui, honestly, does such a beautiful night arouse your thoughts?"

Fugui's thoughts seemed to be guessed, and he blushed and defended: "What can I have?"

Zhang Chengliang sat down beside him, looking at Fugui with a smirk: "Come on, you, can you deceive me? I ask you, who is the photo you are staring at every day?"

Fugui was speechless for a moment, and his face turned red: "How did you know?"

Zhang Chengliang showed a smirk on his face: "Haha, I saw it when you wrote a letter on the bed that day. Hey, Fugui, tell me the truth, is it your partner? I warn you: If you don't tell the truth, I will let your comrades know all your affairs."

Fugui didn't answer, but just sighed.

Zhang Chengliang stood up and threatened, "Okay, you won't explain, right? Then I'll shout them up now."

Fugui grabbed him: "Don't. Hey, Liangzi, do you have a partner?"

Zhang Chengliang sat down and looked at him: "You started to mess with me? Let me tell you who the photo is first."

Fugui raised his head and looked at Jiaoyue who was gradually traveling west and said, "She is my neighbor, we have always been very good. Since we came to the special forces, there has been no news about her. I really miss her."

Zhang Chengliang nodded: "I understand." After staying for a while, he suddenly asked: "Fugui, you have been in the special forces for almost a year. If she had no news about you, she wouldn't have been waiting for you, right?"

Fugui shook his head: "No, I understand her. She is a very soft girl. But she is strong in her bones. Liangzi, you don't know that my family is not in good condition. When my father was sick, I dropped out of school. I was only in my teenage years old that year. I couldn't do any farm work. It was her who helped me day and night, and helped me with my tender shoulders. It was really hard at that time, but when I was with her, I felt very happy from my heart. People, that's it. People are kind to me, and I can't forget them."

Zhang Chengliang nodded: "Yes, I have a classmate who treats me well, but since I came to the special forces team, there has been no news about her, and I don't know how she is now. Sometimes I can't sleep at night, and I really miss her."
Chapter completed!