"No?" Louis asked.
Du Xing came back to his senses and replied, "Of course, but it's just arriving early. The test will still be in seven days."
"By the way, have your parents gone to say goodbye to them?"
Louis was speechless and stammered, "No."
"You are such an unfilial son." Du Xing rolled his eyes. "You only thought about confessing your love and forgot about your parents. If I were your father, I would break your legs."
"Tomorrow, I will accompany you to your house to say goodbye, and in the afternoon, I will send you to the airport."
"Brat." Du Xing put his hand on Louis' shoulder with a smile on his face.
"Just think it through."
"But when the time comes, you have to go alone. We still have to guard various places in Linjiang."
"You don't have to worry about not being able to find the way. Someone will find you at the airport in Shanghai and show you the way."
......
The next morning.
Du Xing, dressed in dark green combat uniform, jumped off the military jeep with Louis and walked into a small shop on the corner with a sign that read "Lao Lu BBQ".
The shutter door was half open, and the smell of cumin mixed with charcoal wafted into my face.
"Welcome Guang-Xiao Yi?!"
Dad Lu poked his head out from behind the freezer, holding half a handful of lamb skewers in his hand.
Lu's mother was bending over to thread meat skewers. When she heard the noise and stood up, she subconsciously rubbed her lower back, her movements a little clumsy.
Du Xing took a step forward, his tactical boots making a crisp sound on the floor tiles: "Hello, I am Louis's superior. He passed the special department selection and will return to the team today to carry out a long-term mission."
After saying that, he patted Louis on the shoulder and turned to walk out of the store.
The air froze for a few seconds.
“Bang!”
Father Lu threw the kebab on the chopping board, picked up the mop and rushed over: "You bastard! Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with your family? I'll break your legs!"
Louis closed his eyes and tensed his body, but the expected pain did not subside.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Dad Lu's hand holding the mop was suspended in mid-air, his knuckles turning white from the effort. He glanced at his tense shoulders, and finally let go of his hand dejectedly.
The mop hit the ground with a clang, and Dad Lu turned around and wiped his face: "...Get lost, you bastard."
Louis's Adam's apple rolled, and thousands of words were stuck in his throat. In the end, he could only squeeze out a dry sentence: "Dad, Mom, take care."
"Before you leave, record a video so that your brothers and sisters won't..."
Louis: ??? what?
Louis looked at his mother in disbelief, "Mom! You're pregnant!"
Mother Lu coughed lightly: "Yeah."
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