Chapter 307 Go back to our home, or go back to the Meng family?

On the day of collecting the corpse, Meng Zhiyi also came.

This time, the weather is better than last time.

The sky was clear, as if they also knew that they were about to return to their homeland.

Meng Zhiyi and Shen Que stood aside, watching them carefully dig up the pile of earth and find their comrades who had long since turned into dry bones. Their hearts still ached.

Shen Que held her in his arms, silently soothing the emotions in her heart.

She didn't say a word the whole time. She just quietly watched as her former companions who had fought alongside her were put into the small box one by one.

After all the remains were collected, Sui Ning led his men back to the camp to prepare for a genetic match on them in order to confirm their identities.

The subsequent process was much faster. Meng Zhiyi did not delay and asked Shen Que to send her back to Mokoka and told Wang Yanjun the news.

Upon learning that he and his comrades could return home, Wang Yanjun burst into tears.

He trembled as he took out twenty-eight medals from his clothes, which his comrades had taken off and entrusted to him for safekeeping before the operation.

“I can finally take them home.”

On the day she returned home, Meng Zhiyi felt mixed emotions.

Sui Ning invited her to go along with the military plane, but she refused.

Now, she no longer has the soldier status she had eight years ago, and it is no longer appropriate for her to send them home as a captain.

Before the plane took off, Meng Zhiyi did not forget to send the completed Nine Palace Grid diagram to Lian Mubai using Dr. Wen's account.

At that time, Lian Mubai, who was far away in Country M, had already learned about the attack on the base from the head of the mercenaries, but because the information he received was wrong, he always thought that it was the Chinese army that began a targeted encirclement and suppression.

It was not until he saw the nine-grid photo that Lian Mubai realized that the destruction of the base was actually the work of Meng Zhiyi.

"Meng Zhiyi! I will never forgive you!" Even Mu Baiqi's breathing was not smooth, and he replied with this.

Looking at the message that popped up in the conversation box, Meng Zhiyi sneered and had no interest in replying to him.

She turned off the computer, looked sideways at the gliding wings outside, and said to herself: We have been enemies for a long time.

Next time we meet, either you die or we die together.

After more than ten hours of flight, Meng Zhiyi set foot on Chinese soil again.

To be honest, when she left, she really thought she would never come back.

After a few months, it came back again.

Shen Que led her out of the airport and was about to ask her whether she wanted to go back to his place or to Meng's house when someone called her name not far away.

"Meng Zhiyi!"

The two stopped and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Meng Tinglan leaving behind a group of staff and walking towards her at a rapid pace.

As if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear, or worried that he had made a mistake, Meng Tinglan's pace became faster and faster, and in the end he almost ran over.

"Meng Zhiyi."

Meng Tinglan stopped in front of her, staring at her with red eyes.

"Fourth...Fourth brother..." Meng Zhiyi didn't expect to meet him here, which made her feel a little helpless as she was not yet prepared to face the Meng family.

Meng Tinglan looked at his thinner sister, tears welling up in his eyes.

The next second, he walked forward, pulled the person over, and hugged him tightly.

"Where have you been? Do you know that your family is very worried? Do you know how worried we have been about you during this period?"

Meng Tinglan's voice was choked with sobs, and the hand holding her kept tightening.

The tears that I had just held back also broke out at this moment.

Meng Zhiyi's body froze, and when she subconsciously wanted to push Meng Tinglan away, she felt a burning sensation on her neck.

When Meng Zhiyi realized that Meng Tinglan was crying, his eyes widened slightly.

"Are you crying?" she asked in surprise.

Meng Tinglan let her go, turned his face away and quickly wiped his tears, saying stubbornly, "I didn't cry, the wind was too strong and it hurt my eyes."

Meng Zhiyi: "You just cried."

Meng Tinglan: "Didn't I tell you? It was the sand that blinded my eyes!"

Meng Zhiyi: "There is no wind and no sand here."

"..." Meng Tinglan gritted his teeth, then looked at Meng Zhiyi proudly: "Yes, I just cried, is that okay?"

Now it was Meng Zhiyi's turn not to know what to say.

Meng Ting's eyes were red. "You ran away without saying a word. What should we do if we want to make amends and atone for our sins?"

Meng Zhiyi tugged at the hem of her clothes uncomfortably, turned away, and whispered, "I don't need any atonement, and you don't have any sins to atone for."

[What you hate is the soul that occupied my body before, not me.]

【It's not your fault that I was stolen. 】

【From your perspective, you are not wrong and do not need to atone. It is just that I do not know how to say that I have left this body.】

[If I tell you, you will think I am a monster, right? ]

This was not the first time Meng Tinglan had heard the words "soul exchange" from her inner voice, but this time it was more straightforward than before.

He quickly recalled everything from the moment he brought his sister back to when she became unreasonable, and finally found the answer at this moment.

It turns out that everything is because the soul of the body has changed.

But Meng Tinglan didn't feel scared. Instead, he felt fortunate that his sister had really returned.

Once again, he stepped forward, hugged Meng Zhiyi, and whispered, "Welcome home."

For some reason, these four words gently touched Meng Zhiyi's heart.

But before she could think about it, Meng Tinglan's agent caught up with her: "Hey, my brother, you hugged a girl in public. Do you want the fans to tear me apart, or do you want the fans to rush to the studio?"

Meng Tinglan let her go, and then said unhappily, "What's the matter? Can't I hug my sister?"

Agent: "Sister?"

Meng Tinglan: "Dragon-Phoenix twin sister, don't we look alike?"

Agent: "Yes, yes, but we are almost too late. The plane is about to take off."

Hearing this, Meng Tinglan pulled Meng Zhiyi aside and warned her, "Don't run around. If you want to go somewhere, you can tell me in advance. If you don't have money, you can ask me for it. I'm going to work first and will bring you a gift when I come back."

"Do you know?"

Meng Zhiyi blinked and nodded slowly, "I understand."

After getting her answer, Meng Tinglan was reluctantly pulled away by the agent.

At the same time, the photo of Meng Tinglan holding Meng Zhiyi had been posted online by netizens.

Just when fans were ready to start firing, Meng Tinglan reposted the photo using his own big account, and also found a solo photo of Meng Zhiyi from Shen Que's circle of friends and posted it together.

The caption reads: [My dear sister, is she pretty? ]

After Meng Tinglan left, Shen Que took her by the hand and asked in a low voice: "Where do you want to go? Back to our home, or back to the Meng family?"

But just as he finished speaking, Shen Que's cell phone rang.

He picked it up and looked at it, then laughed softly, "It's your elder brother calling, do you want to answer it?"