Then, she stared in disbelief as one big shot after another got out of the military vehicle.
The people who came included not only Lin Chuchu's superiors, but also her grandfather's former comrades-in-arms, Mu's father's colleagues, and Mu Chen's former comrades-in-arms.
Everyone looked solemn and dignified. Regardless of whether they were sincere or not, they had come to bid farewell to the old soldier.
When Mu's mother saw her grandfather's body, she rushed towards it and cried uncontrollably.
Lin Chuchu bit her lip hard, her eyes red-rimmed, but in the end she couldn't hold back, and tears streamed down her face.
After bowing and saluting to express her gratitude to the family, Lin Chuchu, with her eyes still misty, seemed to see Mu Chen's colleagues, who were not in police uniforms but bowed modestly before leaving.
After the body was cremated, the urn containing the ashes was sent to the martyrs' cemetery.
My grandfather made countless contributions throughout his life, so naturally he deserves to be enshrined in the martyrs' cemetery.
After saying goodbye to her grandfather with many turns back, Mu's mother fell ill. Lin Chuchu's cold suddenly worsened, and she had a high fever, dizziness, and difficulty swallowing food.
My throat hurts terribly, and I can't speak.
Two family members fell ill, but my uncle and aunt didn't rush to leave. Instead, they stayed to help take care of my grandmother.
Grandma seems to be doing well, but she's doing too well, which makes everyone even more worried.
The old house was full of people, and Lin Chuchu wanted to go home to take a look.
The moment Lin Chuchu opened the courtyard gate, she seemed to see Mu Chen smiling and welcoming her back.
But the next second, a gentle breeze blew by, and it turned out that it was all an illusion.
She walked into the courtyard and went to their room, where a family photo of the four of them was displayed on the bedside table.
Lin Chuchu walked step by step to the group photo and gently stroked Mu Chen's face.
"Chen..."
She was tired. She used to think she was very strong, but now she realized that she had long regarded Mu Chen as her lifelong support.
I don't know how he is or if he's in any danger.
On the other side, Mu Chen lay on a simple hospital bed, his face pale, his brows furrowed, and his clothes stained red.
His head was swaying from side to side, and even in his unconscious state, there was a faint sense of unease.
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