Yuncheng Airport.
The tall and handsome young man in black clothes and black pants was carrying a sports backpack on his back, which contained the Yuncheng snacks that Nanxi had bought for him, as well as hand cream, men's skin care products and other things.
"Wife." Balu's Adam's apple rolled, and he held Nanxi tightly, choking with sobs and unable to utter a word for a long time.
"The Chinese army is very powerful. When you go there, learn well and don't do anything stupid." Nanxi didn't know what to say, so she whispered.
"I understand, honey. This time I go back, I can only have a few days off for graduation. Brother Jin arranged for me to study in Russia for another year after graduation. By then, I will be able to take up my post in Yangon. Wait for me, okay? We'll go to Yangon together."
"Ba Lu, I know you won't listen to what I say, but I really can't act recklessly. Grandpa can't control my dad. If I go with you, it will be a disaster for the Nan family and for you as well."
She knew better than anyone how paranoid and stubborn her father was, but she couldn't explain it to Balu in a few words.
The man rubbed the top of her head and kissed her. "Okay, the sky won't fall. Look, he's just an old man, and he scared my wife. Just study hard and wait for me to take you home, okay?"
Nanxi was so angry that she stomped her feet, what a stubborn guy.
Suddenly, my wrist felt cold, and the jade bracelet was pushed back onto my wrist.
"Try taking it off again if you dare."
His eyes were cold and fierce, and he said something through gritted teeth, then took off the Chanel camellia rubber band on Nanxi's head and put it on his wrist openly.
"Yesterday you complained that other boys were not manly when they wore girls' rubber bands." Nanxi pulled her long hair a few times and glared at him.
"Didn't you say that wearing a rubber band means you're taken? I'm married, so I can't wear it?"
He always has so many twisted ideas.
"Nan Xiaoxi, I'm leaving." Balu's voice was a little choked with sobs, and his throat felt bitter. He clamped the girl's delicate chin with his rough hands, lifted it slightly, and kissed her.
It was not until this moment that Nanxi noticed that his eyes were red. She was overwhelmed with emotions and lowered her head, not daring to look at his burning and reluctant eyes again.
The man smiled bitterly, his handsome face tense. He rubbed her head and turned around, "Let's go!" Then he strode away.
He didn't dare look back, for fear that if he did, he would take her away without caring about her future, destiny, family, country, or the world.
But he could risk his life and find a place to escape. But what about his brothers in the Allied Forces who were waiting for him to return? What about Meng Ge? What about the ordinary people in Myanmar? Where could they escape to?
If a man can't even shoulder the responsibilities on his shoulders, how can he provide for his wife and children?
Nanxi watched his resolute and straight back disappear in the crowd, suppressed the soreness in her nose, then turned around and looked up. She was caught off guard and met a pair of peach blossom eyes with an ambiguous smile.
"Xixi, are you sending your friend off?"
Shen Ce? Why him?
"Well, what a coincidence. You go ahead and get busy." She responded politely and was about to leave.
"Xixi." Shen Ce stepped forward and grabbed the girl's slender wrist. "What kind of friend is this? Is it worth you running over here in person to send her off?"
A flash of disgust crossed the girl's delicate face. "It has nothing to do with you."
Shen Ce raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyebrows and smiled faintly, "Okay, then I won't ask anymore. Xixi, would you please do me the honor of having dinner with me?"
"Sorry, I have something else to do." After she said that, she pulled out her wrist, expressionless, and left quickly.
The man standing there still had the smile on his face, but his peach blossom eyes were covered with a hint of sinisterness.
Nanxi, there will be a time when you will need my help.
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The old house of the Nan family.
When Nanxi rushed back, the atmosphere in the entire old house was depressing and stuffy, and even the air was sticky.
He stood at the door and took a few deep breaths before walking in.
When the servants saw the eldest lady coming back, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as if they had seen a savior.
"Xixi, the old man went to the retirement home early in the morning to look for his old comrades. The gentleman is in the study, and the young gentleman is also here." Aunt Ying took two steps forward and explained the situation briefly.
In fact, she didn't need to say anything. As soon as she came in, the temperature in the house dropped a few degrees. She knew what was going on. If her father hadn't come home, how could the house be so depressing?
Nanxi patted Aunt Ying's hand and said, "I see. Let them get busy. I'll go up and take a look."
Squeak~
The door of the study was pushed open from the outside.
"dad."
Nan Zhenguo didn't look up until he heard his daughter's voice. The anger between his brows dissipated a little, "Xixi, come in."
Nanxi glanced at Nan Suzhi who was standing beside her, pursed her lips and walked over.
"Dad, I was shopping the other day and saw this tie clip that would suit you." She put the exquisite handbag she was carrying on the table.
Nan Zhenguo chuckled, "See, my daughter is still considerate."
He doesn't care what his daughter buys, he only cares about his position in his daughter's heart. After all, his precious daughter rarely acts like a good girl.
The atmosphere in the room relaxed a little. Nan Zhenguo raised his hand and said, "Suzhi, do what I told you to do as soon as possible. Go ahead and get busy. I want to talk to Xixi alone."
Nan Suzhi took a deep look at his beautiful sister, nodded and left.
"Xixi," Nan Zhenguo raised his hand and started making tea.
Nanxi sat down opposite him and said, "Dad, let me do it!"
Nan Zhenguo raised his eyebrows and loosened his hand. "It's not easy. Our Xixi has always only made tea for grandpa."
"No way! You're always busy, where can I make tea for you? Besides, didn't that Korean woman sign up for a tea art class? I don't want to steal her limelight."
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