Hua Ting was carried back by servants.
Even though he was as calm as Jian Yi, his hands were already trembling with trembling.
Fresh blood dripped down bit by bit and landed on the pure white snow.
It was shocking.
At this moment, he was so scared that he couldn't move his legs.
When his sluggish nerves came to his senses, he took a few steps forward and could only see the back of the servant who was carrying her.
Her slender wrists hung weakly from the gap and swayed in the air, lifeless and dull. .
Jian Yi turned around with red eyes.
There were large blood stains on his chest.
He held the hat tightly in his hand.
His messy hair hung awkwardly on his forehead.
His usually playful smile was taken over by deep fear and anger.
He couldn't help but shrink his nose. , Shi Yin'ai actually saw something shiny in his eyes for the first time.
He opened his mouth several times with a hoarse voice, and then shouted to the doctor who came to salute him: "Hurry up and go in."
Then he didn't look at Shi Yin'ai and went in first.
Shi Yinai stood under the sycamore tree in the corner of the courtyard and saw an endless stream of servants and bodyguards coming in and out of the living room.
Everyone was so angry that they didn't dare to come out and just silently brought out basins of water.
Shi Yinai stared at the blood in the water getting lighter and lighter, then suddenly turned his head and asked the servant next to him softly: "Is she okay?"
The servant shook his head cautiously, not daring to speak lightly.
Shi Yin'ai didn't go in, but stood there all the time.
Thinking back to Jian Yi's face just now, his heart felt like it was being pulled hard by something, and he couldn't breathe.
Hua Ting's condition is not serious.
The gun hit her shoulder.
There is not much danger.
She just lost too much blood and it looks a bit scary.
When Shi Yin'ai entered, Jian Yi was sitting next to Hua Ting.
She didn't have time to change her clothes.
Her eye sockets were sunken and her lips were chapped.
She seemed to have experienced a huge catastrophe.
Her left hand was tightly held by Hua Ting, and her right hand was a little difficult.
He twisted the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Hua Ting's forehead.
Shi Yinai looked at their clasped hands, and suddenly felt dazzled, as if he had become a complete outsider for an instant.
After thinking about it for a while, her mind was so dizzy and chaotic that she couldn't grasp anything, and she didn't know in what capacity she wanted to speak.
She moved on her toes, pursed her lips, and quietly left.
Jian Yi suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "She blocked the gun for Inagaki Shihei, why didn't you tell me?"
Shi Yinai turned around, but Jian didn't look at her either.
She just stared at Hua Ting's face, her voice was as hoarse as an old dry well, emitting a dull buzz.
There was no one in the room who could reply to his words.
Shi Yin'ai only listened quietly and did not speak.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
he asked again in a deep voice.
Shi Yinai laughed at himself: "I told you, would you agree to her going?"
After a pause for two seconds, Jian Yi started to laugh, but there was some rare helplessness in her smile, "It does look like her style."
His flower sister always makes people worry.
Waiting for Hua Ting’s injury to heal, it’s already past the New Year.
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The weather was perfect that day, so Jian Yi took her to the porch to bask in the sun.
The wool cushions on the mahogany chair were piled thickly, and she was covered with a gorilla felt to keep out the cold.
Her face buried in it made Yuxue look much smaller. .
As soon as Shi Yin'ai entered the courtyard, he saw Jian Yi tilting his head and smiling and hearing what Hua Ting was hearing.
He noticed the footsteps behind him and turned around to call out.
Hua Ting also turned around and faced Shi Yin Ai.
Yin Ai had a frozen smile on his face and his eyes were heavy.
Shi Yin'ai felt a little embarrassed for a moment, and neither stepped back nor stepped forward.
Fortunately, Jian Yi stood up to get the medicine, so she waved Shi Yin'ai over to talk to Hua Ting, and then leaned over to move the mat for Hua Ting.
Then he walked away.
Shi Yin Ai looked at this "quiet and peaceful" face and felt a little angry.
No matter how deep, loving and heavy Jian Yi's affection for her was, Shi Yin Ai hated her as much as he loved her.
"In the past few days, I've noticed," Shi Yin'ai walked slowly behind her and stretched out his fingers to slide through her hair, "Jian Yi, this guy, seems to love you very much."
"He has always loved me."
The warm sunshine hit Hua Ting's face, and the smile on her lips also added a touch of happiness.
"But, believe it or not," Shi Yin'ai turned around and walked up to her, his delicate figure blocking some of the dazzling sunlight, "I am also unique in his heart."
Hua Ting smiled lightly, "I don't care."
Shi Yin'ai's pupils tightened, and his clenched fists weakly unclenched at this moment.
Jian Yi was holding a medicine bowl as big as the palm of his hand, smiling very cutely under the warm winter sun.
He walked quickly to Hua Ting, knelt down and wanted to feed her, "You two, don't try to get into trouble while I'm not around." idea."
Hua Ting took a quiet sip, and the porcelain spoon gently fell into the bowl, making ripples in circles.
"Even Lao Jiang didn't tell me," the long bangs swept across his eyebrows, almost covering his narrowed eyes, "I feel like I was bullied."
Hua Tingxiao: "I tell you, the plan will not succeed."
"What if the bullet misses?"
He suddenly made a serious face.
Hua paused as she drank the medicine.
She remembered that day Chen Shu asked her why she missed the bullet.
Jian Yi pursed her lips hard.
The person he cherished so much and kept in his heart, what would he do if the gun went a little further?
"The bullet missed," Shi Yinai said with a smile, "You should know that this is impossible."
Jian Yi fed the last sip of medicine into her mouth properly, and then slowly stood up.
His face was blurred due to the backlight, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
He said, "We are human, and there will always be a moment when we make a mistake."
"But I never miss."
Hua Ting answered all his concerns like a rush.
The sycamore trees in the courtyard were almost gone, and the warm sunshine shone on the snow.
She hugged the bright red felt and smiled at him with a cute face.
After drinking the medicine, Jian Yi took the scissors box from the back room, stood behind Hua Ting, held a strand of her hair, and began to comb her hair.
Huating's hair was of good quality, as black as ink, smooth and tough inside.
The thin blue hair was held in his palm, and the peach wood comb slid through the hair.
Shi Yin'ai on the side felt that the scene in front of her was particularly dazzling.
She should leave, but she still couldn't move her legs.
In such an era, when a woman gets married, she likes to comb her hair.
She must choose a woman who is blessed with a long life and comb the girl's long hair carefully.
One comb to the head, two combs to the tail, and three combs to reach the level of the eyebrows.
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Jian Yi only combed it twice before putting down the comb and picking up the scissors.
With a twist of the scissors, the messy green hair fell to the ground and spread out in layers.
This was not the first time he had cut Hua Ting's hair, but every time, Hua Ting felt that he had cut off more than just hair.
The more she loved him, the more she felt that there was always something that was so easily thrown away between the fingers of her hair.
She doesn't belong here.
She has to leave eventually.
It was only April, and the war in Jiangsu and Zhejiang was already raging.
Inagaki Zhipei returned to the camp, and Hua Ting also insisted on going to the army with him.
When Liang Jinsi entered the room, Hua Ting was lying lazily on the tiger skin couch, with the fox fur covering her chest, supporting her forehead with one hand, and holding a storybook in the other, leaning forward to talk to Inagaki Shihei.
Inagaki Shihei sat on the desk, holding a pen and writing official documents with his head down, listening to her laughter, shaking his head and laughing fondly from time to time.
As soon as Hua Ting saw Liang Jinsi step in, she stood up with Hu Qiu in her arms and greeted him cordially: "Adjutant Liang. " Liang Jinsi saluted and wanted to reply to Inagaki Shihei, but he felt that it would be inconvenient for Hua Ting to be here, so he stopped talking in embarrassment.
Hua Ting only smiled lowly and concentrated on the book in her hand without moving.
Inagaki Zhipei raised his head and frowned, raised his chin to Liang Jinsi, and said in a deep voice: "Just say it."
When Liang Jinsi heard what he said, he thought about it several times, but he only chose the not-so-secret military intelligence report.
It turned out that the war in Jiangsu and Zhejiang was faintly expanding, and the troops in the third area were in a losing situation and might need support.
Hua Ting listened attentively to the generals on both sides, and suddenly put her fist to her lips elegantly, coughed lowly, then raised her head, and said with a faint smile: "I said the name of the general sent by Fengxi this time sounds familiar, isn't it?
Classmate of Adjutant Liang Military Academy” Inagaki Zhipei glanced at Hana Ting, wrote for a moment, and looked at Liang Jinsi with a slight smile on his face, as if casually chatting: "There is such a thing."
"They are classmates, but they are their own masters.
We haven't been in contact with each other for a long time."
Liang Jinsi lowered his hands and answered hesitantly, but his tone was hasty and nervous.
Hua Ting smiled softly, stopped answering, and continued to look down at the script.
Inagaki Zhipei had some free time and started chatting with Liang Jinsi.
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