Chapter 299 Only Yaoyao is gone...
It was a bumpy ride all the way to the border.
Feng Shuo looked around and listened attentively, but he didn't catch a glimpse of that beautiful figure at all.
He followed the others and when he reached the guesthouse, he went in and asked if anyone had seen a woman.
The older woman at the guesthouse asked him while cracking melon seeds, "What does he look like?"
Feng Shuo was speechless for a moment.
The image in his mind became blurry. He hesitated for a long time before finally speaking with difficulty: "Curly hair, very beautiful."
"Long hair or short hair? Naturally curly, right?"
The elder sister asked casually while spitting out the melon seed shells.
Feng Shuo's eyes were dark: "It doesn't matter... Have you seen it?"
"No!" The eldest sister was thinking of something, her eyes full of vigilance. She waved her hand and said, "Only men are staying here today. I haven't seen any girls. If you want to stay here, show me your letter of introduction! If not, don't make trouble here! You don't know, young man, this place is next to the army! Put away your dirty thoughts!"
This is treating him as a creep who stalks women!
Feng Shuo has already arrived at the base, why does he still need a letter of introduction?
He was driven out of the guesthouse with a handful of melon seed shells.
It was getting late, and he sat on the platform without moving.
The next day, the shuttle bus arrived and a large group of military dependents got off.
Aunt Qin was the first to be approached. Seeing Feng Shuo, she beamed with joy and started chatting: "Oh, what a coincidence! We even ran into Captain Feng! I heard that your marriage application with Comrade Xiao Zhu from Haicheng was approved. Please treat us to candy someday."
"Um."
Feng Shuo responded randomly and looked for Zou Mei among the crowd.
Zou Mei was walking at the end with her pregnant belly. When she saw Feng Shuo, she greeted him nervously.
Feng Shuo waited until Aunt Qin and the others were far away before explaining, "Yang He went to the Northeast to carry out a mission. My wife will be here today. If you meet her on the way back, can you take care of her for me?"
Zou Mei naturally agreed.
Feng Shuo followed Lao Zhang's car back to the compound, feeling relieved.
Xiao Zhang had just taken out the dragon and phoenix quilt to dry in the sun, but Feng Shuo asked him to rest while he dried it himself.
When the sun set, he personally spread out the dragon and phoenix quilt, but only waited until Zou Mei knocked on the door tremblingly, saying that she had not waited for her sister-in-law.
Feng Shuo didn't show it on his face, but the string in his heart had already broken.
Without waiting for his lover, the Longfengxi quilt was always laid out in the master bedroom, while he slept in the side bedroom.
The days passed quickly.
Feng Shuo was busy with training, reporting, and missions, and he had less and less time to return to the courtyard.
There seemed to be some resistance that prevented him from going back.
Finally, Zeng Xiaoqin's call came to him.
The General Political Department Art Troupe came to exchange and express condolences.
Political Commissar Zhang did a favor and asked reporter Zeng to live at his cousin's house, which could be considered a family reunion.
As soon as Zeng Xiaoqin arrived, she occupied the side bedroom and wondered why her cousin didn't sleep in the master bedroom?
Feng Shuo was speechless. He stood in the yard, staring at the small house beside him and grinding his back teeth.
How did he start?
Should we question Zeng Xiaoqin, asking if she realized that all this was wrong? Didn't she realize that her cousin's wife was not there?
Why not sleep in the master bedroom?
Because the dragon and phoenix quilt was for newlyweds to sleep in, but his lover was missing.
He went to town and bought a large bathtub and a sewing machine. He spent all his cloth coupons and bought rolls of cloth.
Inevitably, I met Song Xiaotian in the tailor shop.
Master Song asked him politely what clothes he needed made.
Feng Shuo couldn't help himself and punched him in the face, causing his nose to bleed.
From then on, the tailor shop closed and it was said that Song Xiaotian went to other places to make a living.
Feng Shuo was punished for this and was sent to the outpost to reflect on his actions. He missed the visit from the art troupe. When he returned to the compound, he heard about the flash flood.
When he gathered his team and rushed to the disaster site, he received a letter from home that was collected for him by the duty room.
Sent from Haicheng.
There was only one sentence: "Feng Shuo, we are not suitable. Apply for divorce and let me go."
Feng Shuo was stunned on the spot, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he didn't know how he moved to the political commissar's office bit by bit.
He sat in front of Political Commissar Zhang, his eyes red and his fists clenched.
Political Commissar Zhang stamped his feet anxiously: "What are you doing? Is your mouth locked? You can't say a word! What's going on? Speak up!"
"I'm filing for divorce."
Feng Shuo spoke word by word, tears suddenly rolling down his cheeks.
Political Commissar Zhang was embarrassed. "Haven't you and Comrade Xiao Zhu met before? Why are you still so obsessed with her? She hasn't come to the compound, and you haven't obtained a marriage certificate. I'll just cancel your marriage application. After all, a forced melon is not sweet..."
"no……"
Feng Shuo felt even more heartbroken as he listened to Political Commissar Zhang's earnest advice.
That's not the case. It's not that he and Yaoyao have never met, but that his Yaoyao is no longer around.
Yaoyao said that if one day she filed for divorce and said she wanted to go back to Haicheng, that person would definitely not be her.
The real me is definitely gone.
She would not allow Feng Shuo to fall in love with another "Zhu Yunwei", even if it was the same person!
Feng Shuo used to think it was a fairy tale, until he suddenly experienced it all over again, and then he realized how painful it must have been when Yaoyao said that.
He walked all the way from Haicheng along the same route that Yaoyao had taken with the army, and met so many people who would have had interactions with Yaoyao.
Friends, relatives, besties...
Everyone is still alive.
Only Yaoyao...is gone.
Feng Shuo sent a divorce telegram to Haicheng, giving up the idea in his heart.
The moment the telegram was sent, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and fell to the ground.
My mind went blank, and the little impression that had remained was completely gone.
When he woke up, it was the older sister from the guesthouse who saved him.
Seeing Feng Shuo in his military uniform, she realized she had spoken out of turn and asked with concern, "Hey, Chief, is there any news about the curly-haired woman you were looking for?"
"Who?!" Feng Shuo couldn't even remember whose hair was curly.
I just know that there is a void in my heart...which can never be filled.
Time flies.
People from the army came in waves, but Feng Shuo always stayed alone at the border, seemingly guarding and waiting.
In the blink of an eye, his hair had turned gray, but he didn't dare to return to Beijing, the city that seemed full of memories. He would rather travel around and visit old friends one by one. He always wanted to ask them if they had ever dreamed of a person named Yaoyao?
He always dreams about it.
But everyone's life is so full and fulfilling that there is no room for missing someone who never existed.
Finally, when he closed his eyes, he finally saw the lover he had been thinking about day and night.
He pushed open the door and saw a girl with bright eyes and a pretty face. She was holding up her own photo, raised her eyebrows and said, "She's not bad looking!"
“Ahhh… Ahhhh!!!”
Feng Shuo opened his eyes with an exclamation.
The bonfire was halfway burned, snow was flying all over the sky, and the soldiers at the outpost were surrounding him, discussing how to carry him into the house.
Feng Shuo had just finished a life without concubines in his dream. He was still in shock and breathing heavily, his heart beating like a drum, thump thump thump!
Just as he was glad that it was just a dream and was trying to stand up, Xiao Zhang rushed to the outpost in a jeep outside.
The little guy was so anxious that his voice was about to break.
"Captain, Captain... something bad has happened to my sister-in-law! She gave birth prematurely and is now bleeding heavily—"
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