He Changzheng hung up the call with his elder brother, stared at the phone in front of him for a while, then finally smiled and got up to go back to the courtyard.
On the way, he met a well-known enthusiastic sister-in-law in the family compound. She asked him what he thought. The girl was from the art troupe, and her appearance and temperament were both top-notch. She was a perfect match for him. The girl had already agreed to meet and was waiting for his reply.
He Changzheng shook his head. "Thank you for your kindness. I don't have any plans to get married right now. I don't want to delay the girl, so let's not meet."
The enthusiastic sister-in-law tried to persuade him for a while, but He Changzheng was determined and she had no choice but to give up.
In fact, she didn't insist on being a matchmaker. It was a girl from the art troupe who fell in love with He Changzheng and asked her to talk to him about this matter. But for some reason, He Changzheng was not young anymore, but he didn't want to get married and kept to himself all day long.
He Changzheng returned to the courtyard and stayed in the room for a while. Then he took out a photo from the drawer that was tucked between books. It was a group photo. When taking the photo, he stood next to Song Yun. They both wore big red flowers. Military leaders stood on both sides. Everyone was smiling brightly. It was a photo taken when they were awarded after returning from a mission together.
The girl in the photo was more beautiful than the sun. Whenever he saw her, he couldn't take his eyes off her. Whenever he thought of her, his heart would beat uncontrollably.
This is not right.
She is married and has a life partner.
Just now, his eldest brother told him that Song Yun gave birth to a lovely child, a boy, and named him Qi An.
He shouldn't have such feelings for her anymore, he shouldn't.
He Changzheng smiled bitterly, took a handkerchief and carefully wiped the dust off the photo, then carefully tucked it into the album.
Qi Yanan, she must hope that her child will live in peace all his life.
He got up and found a small box in the closet. It was something his mother had left for him, something he had brought from Beijing.
He took out a jade buckle from the box. The jade buckle was not big, but the jade was made of top-grade jadeite. He remembered his mother saying that this was called a jade buckle.
He found a small box, wrapped the buckle in velvet, put it in the box, wrote a short letter, and sent it to Beijing, asking his sister-in-law to pass it to Song Yun on his behalf, saying it was a gift for the child.
Since coming to the Sichuan Provincial Military Region, he has not contacted Song Yun again. He would ask his sister-in-law to pass on the things he sent to her, always maintaining the proper distance and distance between them. He did not want his wishful thinking to bring her unnecessary trouble.
Another season has passed in the blink of an eye, and the Spring Festival is approaching. The art troupe of the Sichuan Provincial Military Region is rehearsing intensively. Although there are art performances every Spring Festival, this year is particularly different. The society has undergone a complete change, and everything is different from before. We could not perform plays before, but now we can, and we could not sing songs before, but now we can.
The art troupe plans to organize a unique art performance to show off all those dusty and unique skills.
On the day of the gala, He Changzheng sat in the second row, right in the middle. It was considered an excellent viewing spot, but he wasn't paying much attention. He had no interest in song and dance performances to begin with, and his mind was not on the stage. He paid no attention to the performance or the performers. When the gala ended, a female comrade in military uniform appeared in front of him, extended her hand, and smiled brightly. "Hello, comrade, nice to meet you. I'm Jiang Yun, a female soldier in the art troupe. Nice to meet you."
He Changzheng looked at the female comrade in front of him. She had fair skin, a tall figure, and a rather outstanding appearance. In fact, she didn't look like Song Yun at all, but for some reason, when he heard her say her name was Jiang Yun, he couldn't help but look at her twice more.
"You." He Changzheng stretched out his hand and shook hands lightly with the female comrade in front of him. "I am He Changzheng."
Jiang Yun was clearly a little unhappy with his somewhat perfunctory response, but she still smiled brightly and continued to ask, "Do you have a partner?"
The smile on He Changzheng's face faded. "This is my personal matter. If there's nothing else to say, I'll be leaving first."
He Changzheng turned his gaze away and walked past Jiang Yun and forward.
Jiang Yun did not give up because of his indifference. She followed him and stayed close to him, chattering away.
As the saying goes, when a girl pursues a boy, it takes only a thin veil to get him. I wonder when Jiang Yun will be able to tear this veil apart.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
