The commander obviously knew how much these words affected Xiao Yue. He looked reluctant, but when he thought of those crazy family members, he sighed deeply. If Xiao Yue continued to stay here, those family members would not let it go.
"Comrade Xiao Yue, don't be discouraged. Don't think that you are no longer a soldier after leaving the Border Defense Corps. Although you have taken off your military uniform temporarily, the spirit of a soldier will always be engraved in your bones. The comrades in the Northwest will always be your closest comrades-in-arms. When your injuries recover, come back and continue to guard the border!"
"Even if we return to Yandu, we must bring back the spirit of our regiment and continue to shine!"
After a few isolated words, the division commander saw that Xiao Yue did not respond for a long time, shook his head, and before leaving the ward, he said softly: "Return to the local area, live a good life, and build your hometown well. You will always be a member of our Northwest Frontier Defense Army!"
With a creaking sound and the door closing, the ward fell into deathly silence.
Xiao Yue was a little stunned, and repeated in a hoarse and rigid voice: "A member of the Northwest Frontier Defense Army."
Shiye moved her lips and wanted to say something, but when she thought that this was just a dream and that others couldn't see her at all, she pursed her lips again. At this time, there was another knock on the door. She turned her head and looked over. When she saw the person coming in, her expression changed again and again.
The person who pushed open the door of the ward was a woman shrouded in a layer of black mist. The scene was so detached from reality and very terrifying.
Shi also stepped back to the corner and took a closer look. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could still vaguely see a petite figure with short hair in the mist. She looked very familiar.
"Xia Yun?" Shi also stared with his eyes wide open, but then he thought that when Xiao Yue got into trouble, Xia Yun was indeed still in the Northwest, and she was even dating Xiao Yue. The two of them are now in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.
"Brother Xiao Yue..." Xia Yun was startled when she saw Xiao Yue lying on the bed, and subconsciously took two steps back.
She looked at Xiao Yue with a pale face. Although she already knew the news, her heart sank when she saw it with her own eyes.
Xiao Yue is the male protagonist she has chosen. Although the novel has not yet ended, according to the plot, he will definitely be in a high position with tremendous power in the future. As the female protagonist, she can become an officer's wife even if she does nothing.
But Xiao Yue was disabled. She had just heard from the doctor that he had to undergo amputation! Wouldn’t that mean he was disabled?
When Xiao Yue heard her voice, he slowly turned his head to look over. His eyes that were exposed outside the white gauze were bloodshot, with red blush all around his eyes, as if he had a thousand words to say, or as if he was enduring endless pain and couldn't express it in words.
Shi also glanced at it and sighed softly. After seeing so much, she understood Xiao Yue's pain to some extent. What's more, in this matter, he was the one who was plotted against. His comrades were sacrificed, his family members went crazy, he was disabled and disfigured, and even faced the result of amputation. He was abandoned by the Corps. Now the only ones he had were the Xiao couple and Xia Yun.
But she knew what would happen next. Xia Yun broke up with him, and her life story was exposed to the world as a result of her random plot mission.
"Xiao, Brother Xiao Yue...how are you?" Xia Yun suppressed her disgust and took two steps towards the bed, but did not get too close. Looking at Xiao Yue, who was wrapped in blood-soaked white gauze, Xia Yun was a little scared and even felt nauseous.
To her, although Xiao Yue is the male protagonist, he is just a paper tool. How much emotion can she have for him?
If he didn't have a handsome face that seemed a little unreal, and a gentle personality that made people feel comfortable, she wouldn't have jumped in and started dating him. Of course, more importantly, he had a promising future, and he was the only son of the Xiao family. With all these conditions, Xiao Yue was the ultimate male god in period literature, a very popular man, and she would definitely not suffer any loss if she married him.
Xiao Yue was in a very sensitive mood right now. He looked at Xia Yun who was a few steps away from him. A glimmer of water flashed across his red eyes. He lowered his eyelids slightly, and his unpleasant voice was full of calmness: "It hurts, it hurts a lot."
After hearing this, Xia Yun didn't know how to respond for a moment and looked at Xiao Yue in silence.
"Brother Xiao Xiaoyue, don't worry, don't be afraid. The Corps has sent a telegram to Uncle Xiao, and he will be here soon. When he comes, everything will be fine. You will definitely not have your limb amputated. Let's go back to Yandu for treatment. You will get better, for sure."
Xia Yun's eyes were vague, but her voice was firm. It was unclear whether she was comforting Xiao Yue or herself.
Shi also looked at the two of them and shook her head. Suddenly, the single room seemed to have changed completely. When she got over the dizziness, she appeared in an unfamiliar dormitory with a double bed.
"Brother Xiao Yue, Uncle Xiao already knows about it. He has left the northwest for Tuanjie Village. You..." Xia Yun stood in front of a bed, her eyes wandering. She didn't want to look at Xiao Yue who had already removed the gauze.
"Really?" Xiao Yue asked back, there was no tenderness in his voice, only endless calmness remained.
Xia Yun frowned, somewhat disliking Xiao Yue like this. He was like an emotionless robot, completely different from the warm and cheerful male protagonist described in her novel. But she could understand it. After all, after going through so many changes, no one could remain the same as before. It was a pity that such an outstanding man ended up with a tragic end of being deserted by everyone.
"Brother Xiao Yue, my sister is getting married, and I have to go back to Yandu." Xia Yun coughed lightly and tactfully stated her decision. Although she did not break up explicitly, leaving the Northwest at this juncture already explained a lot of problems.
"Okay, have a safe trip." Xiao Yue remained calm, without even pausing or hesitating.
Xia Yun felt a little uncomfortable. After all, they had been together for so long. Even if there was no substantial progress due to the times, there must be some feelings, right? She just left like that, and he didn't even say a word to keep her?
Xia Yun claims to be God's darling and the center of the novel, so how could she tolerate being ignored and neglected like this?
But when she looked down and saw Xiao Yue's ugly face, her eyelids twitched, and all her emotions disappeared. She was left with only disgust and aversion. She said hastily, "I won't come back. You should leave the Corps as soon as possible. It will be more respectable."
After saying that, Xia Yun left wrapped in an unclear black mist.
Shi Ye watched her back and suddenly found that the dark mist turned into blood red, which was very strange.
She shuddered, turned her head, and was startled again.
Xiao Yue actually sat up from the bed. He had lost a lot of weight and could not even hold up his old clothes. Similarly, he also looked at Xia Yun's back and even tilted his head to see it more clearly.
There was no healthy flesh on his face, his skin and flesh were flying around and looking hideous, but his pair of almond-shaped eyes were surprisingly dark.
When he lifted the quilt, Shi Ye discovered that one of his trouser legs was empty. It was really amputated.
She felt sad, emotional and sympathetic in her heart. Unfortunately, there was a possibility of improvement, but it was strangled by someone with ulterior motives.
Shi Ye's eyes were extremely complicated. After a moment, she found that the air around her became thinner, and when she turned around, she met Xiao Yue's eyes.
His eyes were filled with despair, but then became sharp. There was a layer of coldness in his phoenix eyes, and there was no warmth in his eyes when he looked at people.
Shiya gasped, took two steps back, and hit his back against the cold white wall.
He spoke, his voice deep and cold: "It's you."
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