Chapter 30 If I don’t come back, send it out for me
The suicide note is ready.
Every time Zhou Jihuai went on a mission in the special operations force, the political commissar asked him to write a suicide note. Zhou Jihuai only wrote one at the beginning and used that one all the time afterwards.
When he retired, he took his suicide note with him and placed it in a locked drawer in his office.
Zhou Jihuai returned to the office, took out the suicide note and handed it to the political commissar of the 21st Regiment: "Political Commissar Yang, do you have time to go out these days?"
Yang Quan put the suicide note into the pocket of his military uniform.
"I'll be out this afternoon. Is there anything going on, Captain?"
Zhou Jihuai took out some money and said, "Buy something for me. If I don't come back on the 9th, deliver it for me."
Yang Quan felt sympathetic: "You said, I will definitely buy the best."
He was a generation older than Zhou Jihuai, already married with a wife and children, and could better understand the sadness of the soldiers' sacrifices.
Zhou Jihuai gave him the money: "Thank you."
When Wen Zhile hurried back to Jingzhou to find Zhou Jihuai, he had just set out.
She frowned and got back into the taxi. The driver drove back to Mudan Hutong. Wen Zhile looked at his watch and leaned back in silence for a while.
"It's not even noon yet. They set out earlier than in the previous life."
【Now that things have come to this, relax, sister. 】
[If Zhou Jihuai can survive, he will be fine without your intervention; if he is destined to die, even if his legs are broken and he does not go on the mission, he will have another accident on the 9th. Fate is unpredictable, and you can't change his life or death if you rely on yourself. ]
[This is a parallel world, and it is different from the previous life. 】
【Leave it to fate. 】
Wen Zhile didn't answer.
She looked out the car window, and the red tiles and green trees were rapidly receding before her eyes.
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The college entrance examination in Jianghe County is from July 7th to July 9th.
Wen Zhile studied liberal arts, and her last exam was history. As soon as the exam was over, she was in a hurry to leave, walking all the way, so that she became the first candidate to leave the school.
Shu Cheng'an stood leaning against the car door facing the school gate and waved to his cousin when he saw him.
Just as he was about to step forward, he saw Wen Zhile being stopped for an interview by a male reporter from Jianghe County TV Station.
The little girl waved her hands away, looked around, and her heart sank.
Zhou Jihuai didn't come.
"Student, we only have a few questions! We won't take up too much of your time."
Reporters and photographers carrying heavy equipment caught up with her. This girl had a good appearance and temperament, and he was determined to interview her.
Wen Zhile was already in a heavy mood, and was asked questions one after another. He was a little annoyed for a moment: "Hello, I don't accept questions."
She looked the reporter straight in the eye and said.
Shu Chengan ran over: "Zhizhi."
He noticed that Wen Zhile had a strange expression on her face, so he unhappily stopped the reporter and led the little girl towards the car.
When he came to Jianghe County, he drove a Hongqi car with a license plate starting with "Jing".
The reporter couldn't afford to offend someone who could drive an "official car" with a Beijing license plate, so he had to give up on Wen Zhile and turn to look for other students.
It was all recorded by the camera.
Shu Chengan opened the car door and Wen Zhile got in listlessly.
"Zhizhi, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Zhile shook his head: "Cousin, let's go back to Jingzhou as soon as possible."
"Okay, let's go back to the guesthouse and take away the luggage we brought with us."
As it got darker, the car drove into Mudan Hutong.
Wen Zhile anxiously turned Shu Cheng'an's wrist to look at his watch. It was already half past seven.
In the previous life, the news of Zhou Jihuai's sacrifice was transmitted back at around six o'clock in the evening.
"What are you doing? Get out of the car." Shu Cheng'an opened the door for her.
Wen Zhile said nothing, got off the car with his schoolbag, and walked towards the courtyard.
Shu Cheng'an closed the car door and followed her, sighing silently.
It seems that I didn’t do well in the exam.
"Zhizhi, isn't it just that you didn't do well in the exam? Don't be sad. I've done some research. There are more than 2.6 million applicants this year. Based on past experience, at most 600,000 will be admitted. There are 2 million candidates who didn't do well in the exam like you. We have an advantage over them. We are young, and we can try again next year."
Wen Zhile nodded randomly.
[Don't be sad, sister. Maybe nothing happened.]
A line of words appeared on the ground.
The little girl lowered her head and saw this, and her tension eased a little.
Yes, Zhou Jihuai might have just arrived a little late, and they went their separate ways, so they didn’t meet.
The two opened the door and the family gathered in the yard, chatting in low voices.
Shu Chengan happily called everyone one by one: "Didn't we agree to have dinner at 7 o'clock? Dad, why haven't you guys gone to Wangjing Pavilion yet?"
"Something happened." Shu Ye said.
Shu Ying walked towards Wen Zhile: "Zhizhi, go back to your room and rest for a while. Mom will take you to dinner later."
"Okay, Mom." Wen Zhile's heart was pounding because of her uncle's words.
Shu Chengan was confused: "Dad, what happened?"