"Where are you going?"
"Go to work."
"Oh, how long will it take for you to come back?"
"How is that possible? Do you miss me and don't want me to leave?" Ren Tingxi looked at Lan Xiaolan lovingly, his face full of tenderness and doting.
Lan Xiaolan patted his arm gently and rolled her eyes shyly.
Li Ping and Chen Yian were both ashamed. When Ren Tingxi looked at them just now, his eyes were so fierce and scary, as if he wanted to eat them.
Now when he looked at Lan Xiaolan, he felt so gentle, even a little bit coquettish.
The two of them looked at each other, like a group of spectators eating a mouthful of dog food.
Ren Tingxi took out a cowhide bag from the drawer and looked at it in front of Lan Xiaolan.
"Here, Professor Bai, give me the pistol."
That day in front of the church, she took out a pistol for the first time and pointed it at the group of scarred hooligans.
During the scuffle, Lan Xiaolan was frightened by the scarred man, and then the pistol fell out of her hand, and finally someone kicked it away somewhere.
"I had someone retrieve it. This pistol is quite light and will suit you very well."
"I have loaded all the bullets. I put the remaining spare bullets in this drawer."
"When you go in and out of the Living Cemetery, you can carry a pistol with you for self-defense."
"But I don't know how to use a gun. I'm afraid."
Ren Tingxi held her hand and gently pinched a few of her fingers in his palm. "When I come back, I will teach you step by step."
The two soldiers sitting beside him were full of envy. You know, Ren Tingxi was a famous sharpshooter in their army.
If Instructor Ren was willing to personally teach them how to shoot, it would be a blessing from three lifetimes, so they were really envious of Lan Xiaolan.
"And this." Ren Tingxi took out another box from another cabinet. It was a simultaneous interpretation translation machine.
He slowly brushed away Lan Xiaolan's hair from her ears and put on the headphones.
He knew every inch of her body, so the headphones he prepared this time were exactly the same size as Lan Xiaolan's ears.
Ren Tingxi simply said a few words in Lan Xiaolan's ear in the local language of Country E.
The earphones in my ears immediately began to translate: "Honey, I love you. You must take good care of yourself when I'm away for a few days."
"Be good and wait for me to come back."
When Lan Xiaolan heard the words in her ear, her face turned red instantly.
Because Ren Tingxi spoke the local language of Country E, fortunately the two soldiers next to him did not hear it, otherwise they would probably have goosebumps.
"How are you going to arrange your work in the Living Cemetery?"
When Ren Tingxi asked this, Lan Xiaolan lowered her eyes and shook her head.
Speaking of which, she had just arrived in Country E not long ago and was indeed unfamiliar with the place.
She recalled the first day when she had gone into the city alone, ignorant of the world, and the series of things that had happened to her.
Thinking about it now, I still feel a little scared.
Not to mention finding a valuable ancient tomb to study, she would probably get lost if she just walked around the city a few more times.
Moreover, the security situation in the city does not seem to be ideal now, and it is indeed difficult for her to go into the city to do research.
Ren Tingxi was like a worm in her stomach, and he could understand all her thoughts with just two glances.
"This is the household registration information about the Living Tomb City sent to me by Judah. Take a look."
It was a thick, heavy stack of documents.
Lan Xiaolan began to translate casually and read carefully.
The information here clearly divides the population distribution of each area in the Living Cemetery.
Because this city is home to people, wealthy businessmen, and families from all over the world, every page of information records them clearly and categorized them.
Ren Tingxi opened the middle pages and pointed to the marked areas, showing them to Lan Xiaolan: "These red-marked areas are where people from our country are buried."
"I've also contacted the owners of the cemeteries there, and they all expressed their support for your work. If you don't know where to start, you can first visit the cemeteries of our own people."
Lan Xiaolan looked at the documents in her hand with a face full of gratitude and disbelief.
These days, she has been spending most of her time with Ren Tingxi. She never expected that Ren Tingxi would do so many things behind her back.
Thinking about these years, Lan Xiaolan has basically been living alone, both in life and work.
When the ceiling light was broken, I climbed up to replace it myself. When I was hungry in the middle of the night, I got up by myself to find food.
Not to mention the work, Lan Xiaolan basically faced and solved all the problems alone, such as digging ancient tombs in the middle of the night, carrying corpses and bones, and digging graves in remote mountainous areas.
Now, Ren Tingxi was back by her side again. She suddenly rose from the dust in the ground to the palm of his hand, and was pampered like a little princess.
Lan Xiaolan always feels warm in her heart because of the meticulous care and help she receives.
"Tingxi, thank you."
"You always thank me." Ren Tingxi raised his eyebrows, and a refreshing smile appeared on his handsome face.
"I don't know what else to say except thank you."
Ren Tingxi tapped her nose with his finger and said with a smile, "Silly girl, we are husband and wife, we are one."
Then he pulled her into his arms with one hand. Because they would be separated for a few days soon, Ren Tingxi was always a little worried and reluctant to let her go.
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