Su Nianmei blinked, her face wrinkled slightly, and she opened her mouth to shout.
Gu Xichao was quick to act and covered Su Nianmei's mouth with one hand.
Warm and moist breath came out from the half-open mouth. It flowed to the palm of his hand little by little, like a cat scratch, making him feel itchy and uneasy.
A refreshing fragrance mixed with a hint of medicine lingers at the tip of your nose.
Su Nianmei licked her lips subconsciously, and Gu Xichao's hand shrank back as if it had been electrocuted.
Her head suddenly started buzzing and heat immediately rushed to her head. She reached out and pinched the corner of the quilt to calm herself down, wishing she could dive into it.
Gu Xichao suddenly turned around and lifted up his clothes.
The slender waist and some abdominal muscles are faintly visible from the side.
The moonlight shines into the room, cold and hazy, as if covered by a layer of veil.
The breeze blew in through the window, reducing the heat in the house.
The beautiful Su Nianmei blinked twice when she saw this scene. Take a deep breath while watching, and silently pray in your heart for prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony...
Suddenly I felt something was wrong and quickly closed my eyes.
Suddenly, a small bottle was stuffed into his hand and he opened his eyes again.
Gu Xichao half-knelt on the ground, holding the upper hem of his clothes with one hand and lifting it to his shoulder. Although the upper part of his back had been processed, it still looked very hideous.
Gu Xichao cleared his throat slightly and said, "I can't handle the above part. Just help me apply the medicine on it."
Su Nianmei sat up, dipped a cotton swab in some medicine, and gently applied it to the wound.
He asked, "How did you get injured?"
"I helped my comrade block it, but was accidentally scratched by a branch."
Maybe he was afraid that Su Nianmei would worry, so he immediately said, "It's just a minor injury, it's okay."
The medicine felt cool when applied to the body, but the fingertips of the person applying it were warm as they touched it lightly again and again.
Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it runs away as soon as it touches the water.
Although Gu Xichao said it lightly, Su Nianmei was still much gentler and more cautious when applying the medicine, for fear of hurting him.
Su Nianmei then asked, "What is your mission?"
Gu Xichao's body suddenly tensed up, and Su Nianmei also noticed that something was wrong.
Some tasks might involve military secrets, so she shouldn't have asked about it. Her hand that was applying the medicine paused for a moment, then continued applying it as if nothing had happened.
Gu Xichao's breathing was tense. Su Nianmei applied the medicine bit by bit as if it was tickling him, which made his heart itchy as well.
"We are responsible for the rescue work in northern Shanxi this time."
When Su Nianmei heard that it was an earthquake, her heart sank. "Is it dangerous?"
Gu Xichao raised his eyes and glanced out the window. The branches were swaying slightly in the wind.
He said lightly.
"good."
Su Nianmei also chuckled. "It's OK."
Gu Xichao nodded.
After applying the medicine, Gu Xichao consciously went to sleep on another bed.
Su Nianmei also lay back down, probably because most of the people she interacted with in her previous life were cunning people, and she had seen a lot of calculations between couples. Although they were said to be a loving couple, there was actually a layer of love between them.
Love is such an empty thing. You can make promises today but go your separate ways tomorrow.
She had never thought she would be in love, but her current relationship with Gu Xichao was still within her comfort zone and acceptable.
What's more, Gu Xichao looks like a nice guy.
Su Nianmei was thinking randomly and soon fell asleep.
On the other bed, the person who was originally asleep suddenly opened his eyes.
He turned around and looked at Su Nianmei and Gu Xiaobao. This was the first time that he felt so exhausted after completing a mission. His son was injured but he was not by his side, and he relied on his 18-year-old wife to take care of the housework.
Gu Xichao knew that when he put on the military uniform, he was first a soldier, then a husband and a father.
The cold wind blew across my back, bringing a chill, and the wound on my back felt slightly itchy.
If he hadn't pushed Xiao Fang and got hit that time, the child might be dead now.
After seeing more separations and deaths, you will naturally know how to cherish. Natural disasters, man-made calamities, separation of families, and destruction of homes all happen in a matter of seconds.
We should learn to cherish life more when we are alive.
Gu Xichao couldn't express himself, so he could only prove it with actions. When his little wife almost jumped into his arms today, he really wanted to reach out and hug her, but unfortunately he was afraid of scaring her, so he held back.
Thinking of his wife's shy and timid eyes, Captain Gu's mouth curled up.
Look at your wife and son sleeping, have a good night.
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At eight o'clock in the morning, Gu Xiaobao had not yet woken up. Su Nianmei left the hospital and followed the address given by Ma Fang and the original owner's memory to a dilapidated old building.
The building is yellowing.
This was the old building that previously housed the art troupe, and it also has several decades of history. Later, the army rebuilt a new one, and this building was abandoned.
However, after hearing from Ma Fang that the equipment here is quite complete, Su Nianmei wanted to come here today to get a feel for it. Although I don't have much experience in professional performance, my family forced me to learn dance for a period of time when I was a child, so I do have some basic skills.
Later, I got a job and sometimes went to learn dancing on weekends. I have some ideas about the Mid-Autumn Festival performance, but I still need to see if it is feasible.
Once inside the building, the morning sun was still bright and the first floor was bright, but the narrow corridor seemed a bit eerie.
The floor was covered with wooden boards, which creaked when stepped on due to years of disrepair, and the wall was slightly warped in some places.
Su Nianmei was not a fearful person. She stepped inside, muttering the room Ma Fang mentioned, Room 3 on the first floor.
Su Nianmei stood in front of the door but stopped. The old iron door was gray, but the door handle was shiny.
As soon as the door was opened, dazzling white light shone out. The curtains were open, and the mirrors surrounding it on three sides were extremely dazzling.
The person in the middle has her hair tied up high, wears a military green short-sleeved shirt, and a pair of yellowed white soft-soled dance shoes. She is dancing in the center with graceful movements.
Holding a folding fan in hand, one exudes both elegance and tenderness.
Sometimes elegant, sometimes passionate.
But Su Nianmei always felt that something was wrong.
Looking more closely, her right leg was still a little out of sync.
When he was excited, he opened the folding fan in his hand neatly and tapped it lightly. On the fan, there was a word "soft" written with a brush. The man's hair on his temples fluttered.
Su Nianmei raised her eyes to look at the mirror in front of her, and her eyes met the person in the mirror.
The person in the mirror looked androgynous, with a pair of deep eyes that were bright and the corners of his mouth raised, looking full of energy and vigor.
Seeing Su Nianmei, he turned around, took two or three steps, twisted his fingers, put away the folding fan, spun the fan a few times in his hand, and then fell lightly into his palm. He lightly grasped the fan handle with his right hand, placed it against Su Nianmei's neck, and lifted it slightly.
A pleasant voice came out of that person's mouth, "Beauty, tell me your name!"
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