[1970s Setting + Delicate but Dramatic Heroine + Amnesiac Pilot Male Lead + Possessive Love + Mutual Purity]
As soon as she opens her eyes, Bai Jiaojiao finds herself transmigrated into the n...
"Aunt Li, I'm counting on you."
In the jeep, the weak and injured young man spoke slowly, looking at the camp with indifferent eyes, and a trace of reluctance was clearly visible in his eyes.
Li Wanxin waved her hands and said, "Come on, I can't help you. You don't even know the man's name. It will be troublesome if you find the wrong person later.
If she is really from Beijing, you will meet her again."
Fu Zhengyang pursed his lips and gave up the idea: "Okay."
He had seen her in the art troupe in Beijing, and he would stay in Beijing in the future, so he would eventually see her.
But leaving like this always feels like leaving without saying goodbye. What if she comes looking for him again?
"Aunt Li, if someone comes to see me, just say I left first." Fu Zhengyang said seriously.
Li Wanxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You kid, your parents found so many high-quality young women for you, but you didn't like any of them. I'm afraid you'll suffer this fate."
Fu Zhengyang held the bottle and asked someone to give the only pill in it to the doctor at the Yunlin base. He would ask her for the second pill when he arrived in Beijing.
She promised him.
Li Wanxin looked at the car going away. The medicine bottle in Fu Zhengyang's hand just now looked familiar. Did this kid also buy beauty pills?
Tsk tsk, she had a new understanding of the Fu family's favored young master.
Li Wanxin remembered that a group of wounded soldiers were waiting to be treated, so she hurried over and happened to run into Bai Jiaojiao, who was bandaging someone but was obviously sleepy.
"If you're tired, go take a nap in the tent at the rest area."
Bai Jiaojiao yawned and shook her head, "I'm fine."
Li Wanxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Hurry up and go, we'll be busy tomorrow. Since you're here, I definitely won't let you be lazy."
Bai Jiaojiao asked softly: "How long will this battle last?"
Li Wanxin really wanted to say that, in fact, everything was over, but a traitor appeared, resulting in heavy casualties. However, this matter was confidential and she could not tell Bai Jiaojiao.
"Let's take a rest first."
Bai Jiaojiao hummed, and walked towards the rest tent in a depressed mood. She found a relatively clean place to lie down, and when she closed her eyes, she thought about the cruelty of the battlefield.
Many wounded soldiers were rescued, but many others lost their lives completely.
Even though she told herself again and again that this might be a false world, she still felt uncomfortable seeing lives slipping away in front of her.
Behind the stability of the country and the prosperity of the sea and the river, there are countless soldiers marching forward.
This includes the current Xiao Zhou. No matter what will happen to him in the future, he has worked hard for his country. He is a hero and a pride.
She was proud of him too.
Bai Jiaojiao slept very comfortably. She was cold after being caught in the rain, but there was a warm stove behind her. The stove was even too hot and woke her up immediately.
Bai Jiaojiao opened her eyes and thought that it was some villain who was taking advantage of her, but she saw the familiar face of the man.
His face was flushed with a sickly color, his whole body was hot, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was having a nightmare, but his arms still held her tightly, and he held her tighter every time she moved, like a dragon staring at his treasure.
Bai Jiaojiao sighed helplessly. The place where the wounded soldiers rested was still some distance away from where the medical staff rested.
This man was so injured, but he still ran to her side. Did he really want to die?
"Idiot." She muttered.
Bai Jiaojiao stretched out a relatively free hand and patted his back gently.
Xiaozhou's frown slowly relaxed.
He, who had been in a coma, slowly opened his eyes and stared at her intently.
"I remember now."