"Captain..." A team member ran in.
Seeing Xiao Gucheng's expression, he quickly stopped and looked at him cautiously.
Xiao Gucheng's face returned to that indifferent look: "What's the matter?"
"Sister-in-law... is here to see you."
The team member whispered, "Do you want it?"
"Gather the team members and leave the country immediately." Xiao Gucheng left with a stern look after saying this.
An hour later, two military trucks drove out of the base.
As soon as I got out of the door, the driver of the car in front of me stepped on the brakes.
The people in the car were staggering. One of the team members slapped the driver on the head and asked, "How do you drive?"
The driver was a rookie, and he said aggrievedly, "Brother, look..."
The person in the passenger seat then looked in front of him and saw a woman standing in front of the car.
The woman was in her forties, dressed elegantly and appropriately, and had a delicate face.
Time doesn't seem to have left many marks on her.
But her eyes were the only ones that were dull and even bloodshot.
She stood at the front of the car and said coldly, "Let Xiao Gucheng come down to see me."
Zhang Jian, who was in the passenger seat, quickly ran down and whispered, "Sister-in-law, the captain..."
"Either make him get off, or let the car run over me," the woman said sternly.
Zhang Jian was helpless and looked at the car with a look of help.
A cold voice came from the car: "Drag her aside."
"Captain, brother..." Zhang Jian was about to cry, but he didn't dare.
"If you can't do it, just change your career." A cold voice came.
Zhang Jian had no choice but to bow to the woman: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry..."
As he said this, he restrained the woman's arms and made way for the car.
The woman struggled and angrily shouted, "Xiao Gucheng, why don't you see me? You've been running away for eighteen years. Do you still want to run away?"
"It was me who lost the child. It was me. You can take your anger out on me. You can even kill me. Don't treat me like this."
The truck roared away, leaving behind a cloud of dust.
The woman collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly.
Zhang Jian looked at the woman helplessly, bowed, and then left quickly.
Xiao Gucheng in the car buried his head deeply in his arms.
"Wen Yi, I'm sorry. I'm too embarrassed to see you about the child."
"If I had stayed with you, this would never have happened. I'm sorry..."
"If I die outside the country, it will be atonement. Don't hate me."
The car whizzed away, leaving Wen Yi behind. Suddenly, everything in front of her eyes went dark, and there was no light in her eyes anymore.
In the past eighteen years, she didn't know how many times she had cried, and her vision often became dark and dim.
But this time, she seemed to have lost her sight.
She struggled to stand up, stretched out her hand and felt around.
I tried my best to open my eyes, but they were still invisible.
The fear of darkness surrounded her, making her extremely frightened...
The next morning, Xiao Chen got up very early.
There is a small park around the community. It rained a little yesterday. When I got up in the morning, the air in the park was particularly good.
The sky seemed to be polished by someone. Many elderly people got up early to do morning exercises in the park, and even practiced Tai Chi.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Chen turned his right hand upward with his palm facing up.
The body sinks slightly and the hands slowly separate.
This is the health-preserving exercise taught to him by his master, Taoist Yunjin.
He was originally told to practice every day, but Xiao Chen was too busy studying when he was in school and neglected it for a long time.
Now that I’m practicing again, the feeling is quite different from before.
After a set of Yunjin hits, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and even his spirits felt much better.
"Young man, what were you practicing just now? It wasn't Tai Chi, was it?" At this time, an old man asked Xiao Chen with great interest.
"It's not Tai Chi, uncle." Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said, "This is Taoist Yunjin, a kind of Kung Fu that strengthens the body."
"Oh, I thought it was different from Tai Chi, except that the movements were just as slow." The old man suddenly understood.
Then he said, "Can you teach me?"
"Sure." Xiao Chen said enthusiastically.
As he spoke, he taught the old man the starting posture and then demonstrated the movements over and over again.
Yunjin has a total of six moves and thirty-nine postures. The old man in front learned it very quickly.
But the last two sets of thirteen moves are impossible to practice no matter how hard you try.
"Ouch, ouch, no, no, my whole body aches as soon as I get to this place."
The old man struggled for several times, and finally gave up: "Young man, I can just learn the previous ideas."
“I just couldn’t handle the last one.”
"That's good. The above can help strengthen the body. My master looks to be in his eighties, but he walks up and down the mountain very fast every day."
After saying goodbye to the old man, Xiao Chen went back and saw a figure wandering downstairs of the apartment where he lived from afar.
"Chen Zhiyi? Why are you here?" Xiao Chen couldn't help but be surprised.
This woman, who was both familiar and unfamiliar to him, seemed to be inextricably linked to his rebirth.
Why is she here? Is she here to see me?
"Xiao Chen." Shen Zhiyi walked forward with a faint smile: "My brother is going to Beijing University for further studies today."
"We were thinking about where you and Zi Yan were going to study, so today we'll take you to my alma mater to familiarize yourself with the environment." Shen Zhiyi stared into Xiao Chen's eyes.
There seemed to be a layer of white mist in her eyes, like the mist in autumn, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Okay, thank you Miss Shen." Xiao Chen nodded and was indeed going to the school to familiarize himself with the environment.
"Didn't I tell you not to call me Miss Shen? When no one is around, just call me... Zhiyi." Shen Zhiyi hesitated for a moment.
"Okay, Miss Shen." Xiao Chen nodded again.
…
The two of them sat in silence, having just met, yet they seemed like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.
The reborn Xiao Chen is adept at dealing with people and the ways of the world, but when it comes to facing Shen Zhiyi, he feels a little overwhelmed.
He couldn't even find a topic to ease the awkwardness between them.
"I'll go upstairs and change my clothes and leave." Xiao Chen said with a wry smile.
"Okay, don't you plan to invite me upstairs to sit down?" Shen Zhiyi raised his eyes, his eyebrows full of smiles.
"Ah, yes, come up and sit down, Miss Chen." Xiao Chen finally reacted.
How rude of you to make people wait down there?
"Okay. Also, don't call me Miss Shen, call me Shen Zhiyi." Shen Zhiyi looked at Xiao Chen, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.
"Okay, Miss Shen..." Xiao Chen shouted those three words stubbornly.
Shen Zhiyi glared at Xiao Chen, a hint of resentment in his eyes.
It's exactly the same as when we first met in the previous life, and I can't correct it no matter what I do.
Xiao Chen took a shower as quickly as possible and changed his clothes.
When he came out, Shen Zhiyi was flipping through a book.
The name of this book is 'Time is Not Wrong'
A novella that Xiao Chen saw in a bookstore while strolling around after arriving in Yanjing.
He felt that he should have read this book, and that this book should be of great significance to him.
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