It's different if it's a relationship.

That night, Song Mingming received a call from the principal, asking her to resume classes the next day and continue to teach Class 88.

After hearing the good news, Song Mingming felt all the gloom from the past two days dissipated.

Although these two days made her feel that her life was the darkest, she also felt the warmth given by Chen Ping and Liu Manxi.

She also knew that it must be Liu Manxi who helped. After hanging up the phone, she called Liu Manxi to thank her.

Of course, she also shared this good news with Chen Ping.

When Chen Ping heard the news, he immediately told Han Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, Teacher Song can resume classes tomorrow."

Han Xiaoyu had a full meal at night and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching a variety show. After hearing the news, she raised her hands and said, "Yeah, that's great. Brother, you don't know that Teacher Ma is very fierce. Teacher Song is better and gentle."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I think it's good to be a little fierce."

"What? Brother, are you also fierce?"

"Me? It's okay, it depends on who you are with."

"Hehe, I know my brother won't be mean to me."

"That's not necessarily true. If you don't listen, maybe I will too."

"I am obedient now. Today at school, I worked hard to review the lessons I missed."

"That's right, study hard."

"Brother, let me tell you something. Today I heard from my classmates that many students have gone missing in school recently. And, they are all girls. I heard from my classmates that it's really scary."

Chen Ping was slightly startled: "Missing? How could he be missing?"

Han Xiaoyu glared and said, "Brother, listen to them, there are still drug addicts."

"Drug abuse? Missing? Is there any case in your school?"

"I heard that there were also drug users, and two high school girls who hadn't been to class for several days. The parents came to make trouble several times, but the school couldn't find them. The police also looked for them, but they couldn't find them."

"How could this happen?"

"I don't know. Brother, do you think they are dead?"

Chen Ping shook his head: "I don't know, Xiaoyu, be careful. No matter who gives you food or takes you to do something, don't go."

"Yeah, I know, brother."

Han Xiaoyu nodded and asked, "Brother, how is Xiaojie?"

Chen Ping said: "He is fine now, just take care of him. If anything happens, the hospital will contact me first, you don't have to worry."

"That's good."

Han Xiaoyu said: "Yes, brother, we were at the Dynasty Club that day thanks to He Wu's help. Otherwise, Xiaojie would have been beaten to death."

"He Wu?"

"It's Brother Wu who kidnapped me that day."

"Oh. Was he helping you that day?"

"Well, he happened to be there, and when he saw me asking for help, he came forward to speak up for me."

"Is that so? I'll thank him for you when we meet next time."

"Uh-huh."

Han Xiaoyu looked at Chen Ping, as if he was about to say something, but in the end he didn't ask. Yes, it seems like something is wrong.

Seeing her like that, Chen Ping took the initiative to ask, "Xiaoyu, do you want to ask me something?"

Han Xiaoyu nodded: "Yeah. Brother, I've always wanted to ask you how my brother died."

Chen Ping was slightly startled, looking at the photo of Han Chong standing right in front of him. The scenes on the battlefield surged into his mind like a tide.

Chen Ping's eyes became red unconsciously. He didn't want to recall that cruel experience the most.

Han Xiaoyu saw Chen Ping's red eyes and she also felt sad, tears slowly falling from her eyes: "Did my brother die tragically?"

Chen Ping took a deep breath and saw that Han Xiaoyu's face was already covered with tears. She felt as if she was being pricked by needles.

Chen Ping sat next to Han Xiaoyu, put his arm around her shoulders, and said with a sob, "Xiaoyu, your brother is very brave. He is a national hero and a first-class combat hero."

"That day, he killed more than 300 enemies by himself. He led his brothers to fight the enemy for a whole day and night to prevent the enemy from retreating, and repelled countless attacks by the enemy."

"He and his brothers faced an enemy force that was more than ten times their number without showing any fear. Finally, when the bullets ran out, your brother led the remaining brothers to engage in a fierce hand-to-hand fight with the enemies that rushed over."

"Your brother and his brothers fought to the last breath to complete the mission. It was because of their heroic fighting that they successfully prevented the enemy from retreating, allowing our army to complete the encirclement and ultimately achieve victory."

"When I found your brother, he was still fighting, surrounded by the bodies of the enemies he had killed."

After Chen Ping finished speaking, tears were already streaming down his face.

"Brother, wuwuwu..."

Han Xiaoyu hugged Chen Ping tightly and cried inconsolably.

"Xiaoyu, your brother is a hero, and we should be proud of him. The last thing your brother said to me was to take good care of you. So, you have to live well. Although your brother died, his heroic spirit will be watching over you and blessing you from heaven."

"Brother...wuwu, I miss you so much..."

Han Xiaoyu's emotions, which had been suppressed for nearly a month, were finally completely released today.

Chen Ping also knew the knot in her heart, so he told her everything tonight and let her have a good cry. She would not torture herself like this in the future.

I don't know how long I cried, but Han Xiaoyu's tears ran dry.

She got up from Chen Ping's arms, wiped her tears, and smiled slightly: "Brother, you are right. I want to live well, carry my brother's expectations, and live well."

Chen Ping touched her head and said, "Well, let's live well together."

"Uh-huh."

Han Xiaoyu said, "Brother, where are the photos I threw away? I want to rearrange them in my room so that I can see my brother as soon as I open my eyes."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I'll get it for you."

Chen Ping came to the room, took out the photo that Han Xiaoyu had thrown away, and handed it to Han Xiaoyu: "This is the best gift your brother has given you. Don't throw it away again in the future."

"Yeah, I'll set it up now."

Han Xiaoyu took the photos with a smile, came to the room and sat on the bed, looking at every photo of Han Chong very cherishingly.

In the photo, Han Chong is sunny and handsome. He always shows his best side to Han Xiaoyu.

"Brother, don't worry. Xiaoyu will never let you down again. She will live a good life. She will definitely be admitted to Beijing and will never let me down."

Han Xiaoyu said this with a smile.

She carefully placed Han Chong's photo in the room. As Chen Ping said, this was the best gift Han Chong gave her.

Chen Ping stood in front of Han Chong's portrait, lit three incense sticks, and said, "Brother, you can rest assured. Xiaoyu is sensible. Please rest assured too. I will take good care of her."

Chen Ping bowed three times to the deceased's portrait and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Looking at the photo, he smiled with relief.

At this moment, his body was also healed.