The platoon leader's sister wore a white shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes.
The white shirt was tucked into the trousers, revealing the unique slender waist of women.
She looked very capable.
She also drew With light makeup, she looked very confident.
Her eyes were looking at the tall and handsome man in front of her, who was half a head taller than her.
His eyes were shining and there was a smile on his lips.
When Wen Xin walked over, the platoon leader's sister also saw it.
She saw Captain Yan turn around first, and she followed his gaze and looked over.
The smile on her face slowly faded.
If you really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
Captain Yan's partner was wearing a goose-yellow dress, with a thin white gauze belt tied around her waist.
The hanging gauze corners swayed slightly with the skirt, making it very elegant and beautiful.
Women would not dare to wear this kind of goose-yellow color because it is too fresh and tender.
If it is not white enough, wearing this color will make the person look dark and lackluster.
But the person who is wearing it looks like a painting.
The little fairy who came down is just as beautiful.
The platoon leader's sister had her hair tied up specially today.
She is very beautiful.
But looking at Captain Yan's partner, she only had a ponytail and a pair of small sheepskin half-heeled sandals on her feet.
She looked like jade and porcelain, youthful and bright.
Full of energy.
In other words, it means looking smaller, smaller, more beautiful and more refined, and this is in a natural state without makeup.
She was only one year older than Captain Yan's partner, but when she compared herself with her, she immediately looked too old-fashioned.
The platoon leader's sister, who was originally very proud and extremely confident, couldn't help but secretly bite her silver teeth.
Wen Xin walked over briskly.
She glanced at Yan Zeyang first.
Yan Zeyang was also looking at her, but his expression was a little wrong.
In the past, when he saw her, he had a straight face, but his eyes were bright.
At first glance, I knew I was glad she came.
But looking at it today, she felt something was wrong, but now her attention was on the woman opposite, and her eyes quickly turned to the woman opposite.
Before, she felt that this woman seemed to have a crush on Yama.
During dinner that day, she kept glancing at the other side, thinking that she didn't know.
She would never peek at her brother.
Now, looking at the opportunity, she ran over to her boyfriend.
He was showing off his figure in front of her, and he was still dressed so fashionably.
According to the squad leader, his sister had not yet joined the workforce, nor was she married.
She was already looking for her partner when she was looking for a man.
Wen Xin snorted and smiled slightly, "Zeyang, what were you talking about just now?
You were so happy."
She asked Yan Zeyang, but her eyes were looking at him.
Sure enough, the woman rushed to say: "I was mentioning you to Commander Yan.
I haven't seen you come for so long."
In this era, it is still a bit taboo for someone to see men and women standing together talking.
The platoon leader My sister said with a little embarrassed smile.
"Thank you for your concern.
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I was very busy with the college entrance examination some time ago, so I didn't come here.
I will rush over immediately after I get the admission notice.
I want to share the good news with him."
Wen Xin said with a smile, showing her standard smile.
The eight jade-white teeth look very brilliant.
The platoon leader's sister was a little embarrassed.
Looking at the handsome men and women standing together, she said dryly: "Congratulations on getting admitted to college."
Wen Xin said: "Thank you."
She added: "Sister, since you can come here to play every day if you have time, and the conditions are so good, why not find one here?
There are thousands of people in the military camp here, and there is no shortage of men.
When the time comes, let Political Commissar Ye introduce a few to you, and you can look at them one by one, and you will definitely find someone suitable."
The platoon leader's sister ran away after just two and a half sentences.
No matter how shameless she was, she couldn't stand saying this in front of Commander Yan.
She said it as if she came to the military camp every day just to find a partner.
The platoon leader's sister was very old when she left.
Yuan, her heart was still beating wildly.
Although she did have such a purpose, and her brother also said that he would look good on her, but when that woman said it so openly, her face was irritated, and she couldn't help it for a moment.
Can't stay any longer.
Wen Xin looked at her back with a smile to see if she would have the nerve to get close to her partner in the future.
She looked back at Yan Zeyang and glared at him dissatisfied.
Fortunately, he was in the military camp, but even in the military camp, he could provoke women.
If he was released, could he still have one?
Yan Zeyang kept his eyes on her, but said nothing.
Wen Xin pulled his arm: "What's the matter?
Why are you looking at me like this, as if you don't know me anymore?"
"I know you, do you know me?"
After he said this, without explaining, he turned and walked towards the dormitory.
Wen Xin was stunned for a moment, this sentence was so strange, but she still followed him, walked next to him, and said with a smile, "You know me, of course I know you.
I got the admission notice today and came here by car to see you. , if you are unhappy, why don’t you be happy for me?”
Yan Zeyang just said "hmm".
Wen Wen was a little dissatisfied.
She finally found an excuse to see him.
She was quite happy.
Now it has calmed down a bit.
However, after taking a closer look at his face, she felt that he was a bit thinner.
His cheeks were particularly slim and angular.
The bones are very good-looking, but this also shows that he is too thin to show off his appearance.
"Are you too busy?
Didn't I come at the wrong time?
Did you have a good meal in the military camp?
I would have brought some food."
Wenxin came over last time to see that the food in the canteen was really good, with four dishes and one soup.
There were also meat and vegetables, so she didn't bring anything to eat.
If she had known he had lost weight, she would have made some to replenish his body.
The body is the capital of revolution.
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Yan Zeyang opened the door to the dormitory and Wenxin walked in.
It was different from the clean and tidy last time he came here.
This time it was a bit messy.
Although it was still very tidy compared to ordinary people, Wenxin knew that he had mysophobia, so she put it on the coffee table casually.
Tea, water, and dried nuts would all be picked up when he came back.
Sometimes Wen Xin was too lazy to pick them up, so she would just wait for him to pick them up when he came back.
But now in the dormitory, there are two pieces of clothes on the back of the chair that have not been washed, the folds on the sheets are not as smooth as before, and the tabletop is a bit messy, with several notebooks and books placed on it.
"I know you're busy."
Wen Xin didn't have to do anything when she didn't want to, but when she wanted to, she was also very good at getting things done, and she was also a little expert at tidying up the house.
She stepped forward and picked up the two A piece of clothes, "If you don't have time, I will wash it for you.
You will wash the clothes for me at home.
From now on, I will wash them here at the military camp."
"No need."
Yan Zeyang took the clothes from her hand and threw them on the bed rail.
He sat by the bed and said, "Let me take a look at the admission notice."
Wen Xin was not too happy when she received the admission notice.
She had expected it for a long time.
She mainly found an excuse to come.
Yan Zeyang didn't let her come here often.
One was that he didn't have time, so he could only leave her alone in the dormitory.
It was boring, and it took three or four hours to take a special train back and forth.
She was too tired, and there was no room for her to stay here, so there was no need for her to go through such trouble.
He took the time to go back.
So Wenxin had to find various excuses to come and see him.
Yan Zeyang held the admission notice in his hand, looked at it for a long time, then closed it quietly and handed it to her, "Put it away, don't lose it."
Wen Xin took it and put it on the table, just wanting to lie on his lap.
Anyway, there were only two of them in the dormitory.
Last time Yan Zeyang said that she was cumming this time, and she even looked out the window to see if there was anyone.
When she saw no one, she She ran to sit on his lap, acting like a spoiled child as usual, because she often sat on his lap, it was her exclusive place.
Although it was hard and biting, she was the only one who could sit on it.
If anyone else wanted to sit, Yama would have kicked him out.
She was the only one who could do it, so it was relatively rare.
In the past, if she squeezed into his arms, he would say that she should pay attention to the influence, but his body was very honest and he held her very tightly.
But today, she put her arm around his neck, and it took him a long time before he put his hand on her.
On her waist.
"What's wrong with you?
You look unhappy."
Wen Xin's little face pressed against his, and her little mouth asked him softly and thoughtfully: "Is someone making you angry?
Tell me and I will help you vent your anger.
I'll fight But I can stare at him."
"No."
Yan Zeyang reached out and gently took off her arm from around her neck, "I'm just a little tired."
Wen Xin looked at him.
He was still calm, but he was indeed a little tired.
"Are you so tired?
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Why don't you take a rest?
I won't disturb you."
"Wenxin."
Yan Zeyang said to her seriously: "You stay in the dormitory first.
I will take care of the resident affairs and take you back in the evening.
I have something to tell you."
"Just say it, why are you so serious?"
Wenxin pouted, but still got up and got off his lap and stood up.
"Then go and do your business.
I'll wait for you here."
The warm lunch was brought over by the political commissar, who said that Captain Yan had gone to the construction site and something happened in the camp there.
The canteen made her a small stove, three dishes, and fragrant rice in a white teapot.
The golden fried meat and vegetables were spread on the white rice.
She was very appetizing at first sight.
"Thank you, Political Commissar Ye."
Wenxin thanked him sweetly.
"Why are you so polite?
I also eat the food you cooked, but speaking of it, I still miss your cooking skills.
We, the chefs, can't compete with you."
Political Commissar Ye said with a smile.
"No way, how can I compare with the master chef."
Wen Wen said politely, and then said: "If the political commissar likes to eat, I will come back next time and bring you and Zeyang some of my specialty dishes."
"That's good, I can borrow some money from Zeyang.
Okay, you can eat.
I won't disturb you."
After saying this, Political Commissar Ye left.
Yan Zeyang didn't come back until around five o'clock in the evening, and he was still a little dusty.
Many parts of the camp were currently under construction, and he couldn't live without people every day.
He needed to catch up on the progress.
As soon as he saw Wen Xin, he said to Wen Xin, "Get in the car, I'll take you back." " Sitting in the car, Wen Xin always felt that today was different from the past.
She could pay attention to his words, so she felt a little uneasy.
Sitting in the passenger seat, she didn't make any over-the-top jokes with him like before.
She smiled and said a few words to him.
She looked at Yan Zeyang's stern and somewhat cold side face and asked tentatively: "You said you had something to tell me this morning.
What is it?
Isn't it convenient to talk in your dormitory?"
"Yeah."
Yan Zeyang hummed.
"What about now?
Is it convenient to talk about it?"
"We'll talk when we get back."
After Yan Zeyang finished speaking, he said nothing.
Looking at his serious look, Wen Xin felt a little uneasy, so she could only say, "Okay, I'll tell you when you get home."
The journey usually takes more than an hour, but for Yan Zeyang, it can be reached in as little as an hour.
Returned to my residence in Songtao Garden.
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Yan Zeyang opened the door, Wen Xin entered the room, poured some hot water into the kettle, made a cup of black tea, and got some pastries he made himself, "You eat snacks first, and I'll cook."
Just as she was about to go to the kitchen to get an apron, Yan Zeyang stopped her.
His expression was no longer as confident as when he was high-spirited in the past.
Although he seemed a bit arrogant at that time, as if he had everything under control.
But now, he didn't speak, he just raised his head slightly and glanced at her, with nothing in his eyes, no waves.
Wen Xin didn't know why.
She would rather see him proud than be so silent.
"No need."
Yan Zeyang waved to her and asked her to sit on the sofa while he sat on the chair next to the coffee table.
Wen Xin hesitated for a moment.
He didn't know what was going on.
He felt a little uneasy, as if something big was going to happen.
Otherwise, why would he be so solemn.
She moved to the sofa and sat down, stroking the hem of her skirt, looking at him timidly.
She didn't know what mistake she had made recently, and she needed Yama to talk to her in such a serious manner.
But despite this, she still pretended to be relaxed and took a piece of jujube cake, took a bite, and then took a piece to hand to Yan Motou.
Yan Zeyang put a notebook in his hand on the coffee table.
Wenxin had never seen this notebook before.
He probably took it from the car when he came up.
"What is this?"
She put the jujube crispy cake she took a bite back into the plate, picked up the notebook, and flipped through it curiously.
"Turn back and count down five pages."
Yan Zeyang spoke in a deep voice.
The atmosphere in the living room was a bit dull, with only the sound of the quartz clock swinging back and forth.
Wen Xin glanced at him.
His eyes were red and he looked a little haggard.
Although his expression was normal, Wen Wen was inexplicably a little scared.
She turned the notebook in her hand to the last page.
I saw the page that said the male protagonist: Yan Zeyang.
Heroine: Blank.
Female supporting role 3: Warm times.
There was a slight chill in Wen Wen's heart.
These are Song Qian's handwriting.
She is familiar with Song Qian's handwriting as if she is familiar with her own.
She watched Song Qian record all the characters and main plots of the novel that she could think of in order in this notebook.
Her mind went blank for a moment.
But she quickly calmed down.
"What is this?"
Wen Xin quickly smiled, "Whose note is this?
Is it someone you know?"
"It belongs to Song Qian.
You should know this person.
After all, you were classmates and friends before."
Yan Zeyang said as he took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, took one out and bit it in his mouth.
He had never smoked at home before, but at this time, if he didn't smoke one, he might not be able to control his emotions.
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He turned on the lighter, and the flames slightly licked the tobacco, giving off a bright red light.
He frowned slightly and took a sip, then Leaning on the chair, in the smoke, he squinted at Wenxin sitting on the sofa, holding a notebook, pretending to be calm after being shocked, he could clearly see it.
Wenxin held the notebook like a hot potato, "Haha, we don't know each other very well, we don't know each other well."
"Song Qian is in prison now."
He suddenly said.
"Why did she end up in jail?
Isn't she studying at university in Kyoto?"
One sentence made Wen Xin break up and she asked in surprise.
Yan Zeyang glanced at her, "Although it was not her fault, she was unlucky.
She borrowed 200 yuan in money and things on the pretext of being in a relationship with a male classmate, and did not return the breakup.
The man became angry and raped her.
Done.”
Yan Zeyang described this matter in a tone that said it was insignificant.
The cigarette in his hand was slowly burning upwards.
After taking a puff, he exhaled the smoke.
His face was a little blurred in the smoke.
"The male classmate's family had some connections.
Song Qian was expelled from school, returned to her hometown, and married a fool.
She kicked the fool to death and escaped alone.
She met a middle-aged man at the train station and sat with him.
She took the train south and was finally imprisoned in a middle-aged man's home.
In order to escape, she stabbed and blinded one of his limbs.
Eyes, was finally taken away by the police because of identity issues.
Although these incidents were not all her responsibility, the other parties were all seriously injured.
The fool died before being sent to the hospital.
Song Qian was still sentenced to twenty In 2009, the middle-aged man who imprisoned her was also sentenced, and her male classmates were expelled from the school and are under investigation. " Wen Xin was shocked.
She stared at him blankly.
She wanted to interject several times and opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't utter a single word.
"She went to prison, but she left a notebook with my name in it.
A few days ago, I went to the prison where she was and met with her in the interview room.
She said that this world is just a novel she wrote.
That's all, I'm just the hero in his novel."
Yan Zeyang raised his head and looked directly into her eyes, "Do you think what she said is true?"
Wen Xin's mind was thrown into confusion by this sudden incident.
She never thought that such a thing as wearing a book would be discovered by the devil and Song Qian actually said it.
But she knew that she couldn't admit to him that this world was really a novel, which was enough to make anyone in this world collapse.
If you know the truth and know that the background of yourself and this world is false, does not really exist, and is fictitious, then this person will lose his faith and goals in life.
The more determined a person is when he knows the truth The greater the blow, the more confused people can live a peaceful life.
You can imagine what kind of impact this had on Yan Zeyang's heart when he knew the truth.
His father, his deceased mother, all his experiences, his achievements, his patriotism, all his achievements and ideals will be in vain.
It's meaningless.
Even when Wen Wen entered the book, she no longer had the same mood of fighting for life in the real world, because no matter how big her ideals and achievements were, she was just filling in the blanks for this novel.
Just bricks and tiles.
As a person in the real world, I have such a good acceptance of wearing books, and my mentality is like this.
What's more, for the characters in the original book, when the truth is revealed and when they are completely believed, I am afraid that the self-confidence and belief in success that the whole person has built up over the past twenty years will collapse.
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If there is no direction and belief in life, this is enough to destroy a person.
The spiritual world of a local passionate man.
"No, this is all written blindly by Song Qian.
This notebook is all about stories and pen practice.
Maybe this is the outline of a story she thought of.
It happens to have the same name as ours."
Wen Xin explained hurriedly.
As if expecting what she said, Yan Zeyang lit the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray.
"If there weren't your passport and ID card decades later in the box, I might not listen to a word of her nonsense."
"Identity, ID card for you" "You never guarded against me.
When I saw the combination of your box, I didn't mean to check it.
It's just that your identity was a bit suspicious at that time."
"I'm suspicious."
Wen Xin felt for the first time the true power of Devil Yama.
She didn't know anything about these things.
If he didn't tell her, she would probably be kept in the dark forever.
Even if she found the ID card and The passport is gone, because she didn't pay attention to it and kept it in the corner.
I'm afraid she will also think that she lost it and won't doubt anyone.
Yan Zeyang lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Perhaps you think that the aunt from your hometown is dead, and your identity is irrelevant."
He smoked cigarette ashes, "This era may not be as advanced and developed as your world, but it is not either.
They are all stupid people.
Do you think your identity cannot be found out if the person you live with dies?
Zhen Wenxin has been hanging out with a male classmate for three years.
That male classmate clearly knows every scar and mole mark on her body. ” When Yan Zeyang said this, there was no need to go on, Wen Xin understood.
It turned out that as early as when the two of them got along, he had doubted himself.
He suspected that she was an imposter and that she was a spy.
"I was reluctant to hand you over to the superiors.
After struggling for three days, I decided to find someone to monitor you personally.
If you were really a spy, I didn't think about what to do with you.
I just held one thousandth The idea is to prove that you are not."
He chuckled, his smile not reaching his eyes, "Sure enough, you did not disappoint me.
You are not a spy, but you are a person from the future world."
Wen Xin felt a little cold, and she shrank.
She had never looked down on the male protagonist, but she had never felt that he was so secretive.
He only used those clues in the corners to separate her from the cocoon.
All the secrets about Song Qian were revealed.
"No, how can you be sure?
This is ridiculous, just because of that ID card and passport, that actually..."
"You have a box of weird things with unclear uses.
Can't you prove that which one belongs to this world?"
he said.
"I'm glad that you're not an undercover agent, but I'm also afraid that you will go back one day.
I endured this secret and planned to keep it in my heart, but I didn't expect that the truth hit me hard again."
"This world, including me, is fictitious, and its existence is meaningless.
It is just a puppet played by people in your world, and a twisted character in the pen."
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"No, it's not."
Wen Xin hurriedly wanted to explain, but after she opened her mouth a few times, she looked at him with her heavy eyes.
At this moment, she could not form a single word, and she spoke in a dry voice.
No, but I couldn't refute his words at all.
Yan Zeyang raised his hand to stop her.
"I only ask you three questions.
Don't lie."
"Is this world real?
You just have to say yes or no."
Wen Xin looked into his painful and stern eyes.
She couldn't tell a single lie, and she was speechless.
Yan Zeyang smiled, but there was a bitter taste in his voice.
He then asked the second question, "You and Song Qian both came from the real world in the future."
Seeing the warm reaction, Yan Zeyang asked the third question without stopping, "You knew from the beginning that I was the male protagonist of this book."
Wen Xin opened her mouth, but this time she could no longer remain silent, and said eagerly: "No, the first time I saw you was by the lake, I didn't know who you were.
I didn't know it was you until I entered Yan's house later."
Before she finished speaking, the man on the sofa opposite had a grim look on his face, "No need to say more."
As if he couldn't listen any more, he put out his cigarette, stood up, and turned to leave.
He took big steps and reached the door in a few steps, as if he didn't want to stop.
Wen Xin knew that she had said the wrong thing.
She should say that she didn't know him.
She knew it when she entered Yan's house.
Doesn't that mean that everything she does after that is based on Because he is the male protagonist in the book, she would be like this.
The love between them, the beautiful memories between them, and every bit of their sweetness, would probably be ruined when he turned around and left.
How is this possible?
Wenxin ran over at once, hugged his waist tightly at the door, and said urgently: "No, it's not what you think.
I like you.
I fell in love with you the first time I kissed you.
You, although I knew you were the male protagonist in the Yan family, I didn’t have any idea at first.
I was just too slow.
After getting along slowly, I started to like you more and more, so I wanted to be with you.
It doesn’t matter whether you are the male lead or not, I don’t care at all.
You are just you.
I only like you like this, not your identity, just yours.
Everything else is yours, you can't just deny my feelings for you, woo woo."
Wen Xin hugged him tightly and wouldn't let him go, not letting him leave this house, as if he would be lost forever if he left.
Even if it was just his back and the tight muscles all over his body, Wen Xin knew that he was in excitement and pain, and he was just holding it back in his heart.
Panic, uneasiness, and pain were not just for women, but for even the strongest men.
Yan Zeyang paused for a long time before reaching out and taking the hand off his waist.
He just didn't want to use force.
If he was willing, the warmth couldn't trap him at all, even if her fingers were twisted into a ball.
"No, I won't let go, don't leave" His dry voice was hoarse, "I believe in you, but I don't believe in myself.
Who am I?
What's the point of living?
I want to calm down.
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I want to think about it again.
Give it to me." time" Seeing him walk out, the door closed with a bang.
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