After buying the things, the two of them carried their luggage and asked for directions, then went to the station.
Not long after, a shaky and dilapidated bus drove over and the two of them squeezed onto the bus.
The carriage was filled with all kinds of complex and unpleasant smells, which made Meng Anyao dizzy, and the noisy voices gave her a headache.
For the sake of her own safety, Meng Anyao endured it.
After arriving at the transfer station, they ignored their tiredness and took the next bus.
Along the way, the two of them changed buses many times, their waists almost broke from sitting, and after going through untold hardships, they finally returned to the familiar gate of the military region.
Meng Anyao raised her hand to smooth down her messy hair, tears almost falling from her eyes. She supported her aching waist and cried, "I'm finally back..."
Xu Qingqing was holding a cloth bag in her hand and a package on her shoulder. She was so tired that she was out of breath. But when she arrived at the military area, her tense spirit finally relaxed.
She put the things on the ground and slowed down, then said with emotion: "An Yao, we are finally safe now!"
However, what they didn't know was that shortly after they left Chuncheng Military Region, the art troupe support team discovered that they were missing.
Du Jing, the team leader, immediately sent people to inquire from various sources. When he learned that the two had escaped without permission, he was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot.
She had already told the two of them not to be afraid of death, and she thought they would listen to her, but it seems she was overthinking it.
Du Jing did not cover up for the two and immediately reported the fact that they had escaped without permission.
So, as soon as Meng Anyao walked into the military area with her luggage, she saw a clear notice posted on the bulletin board.
When Meng Anyao saw her name from afar, she was still a little unresponsive.
She just got back, how come this notification came faster than her?
Xu Qingqing was also confused. The two of them walked forward together and looked at the contents of the notice.
"Today, two soldiers from the art troupe, Meng Anyao and Xu Qingqing, were afraid of death and fled without reporting to the front line when everyone was heading to the front line to support. This behavior seriously violated the discipline of our army. They did not have the responsibility that a soldier should have and did not have the spirit of sacrifice. After research and decision by the superiors, the two were criticized in a circular to severely prevent desertion! I hope everyone can learn from this, always remember the mission of a soldier, and never back down!"
After reading the report, Xu Qingqing staggered for a moment. She felt extremely guilty and spoke haltingly: "An Yao, how, how did we become deserters…"
Meng Anyao clenched her fists tightly, and the things in her hands fell to the ground. She was angry and ashamed, and her head was lowered almost to her chest.
She originally thought that if she ran back during the chaos, no one would notice them, but she didn't expect that the notice would come so quickly and be posted everywhere in the military area. It was such a great shame!
So embarrassing!
The more Meng Anyao thought about it, the redder her face became, and she was about to go crazy with anger.
If her mother knew that she was a deserter, she would probably be even more disappointed in her.
She originally favored Jiang Xiachu, so wouldn't she look down on her daughter even more now?
Moreover, she has been criticized in the notice, and it is estimated that her future promotion in the art troupe may be affected.
From then on, she could only watch Jiang Xiachu continue to be promoted in the art troupe, stepping on her head step by step, and moving higher and higher.
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt jealous and gnashed her teeth in anger.
But after a moment, she suddenly remembered something and felt relieved.
Jiang Xiachu went to the front line where bullets were flying everywhere, and when he was in Chuncheng Military Region, he heard news from above that the situation on the front line was critical and our side seemed to be at a disadvantage.
As for Jiang Xiachu, he estimated that there was a high probability that he would never come back.
Thinking of this, Meng Anyao felt a little secretly happy. Staring at the notice on the bulletin board, she suddenly felt less uncomfortable and felt a lot more comfortable.
She even felt that it was a wise move for her to escape from the battlefield. At least she could save her life. After all, as long as there is life, there is hope.
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On the rugged mountain road.
Military trucks loaded with supplies were followed by a series of troop carriers, which were moving with difficulty.
The car body kept shaking on the bumpy mountain road, making a constant "creaking" sound. The sound made people feel particularly insecure, as if the car was going to fall apart at any second.
Dust kept rising outside the car window. The closer we got to the battlefield, the more solemn the atmosphere became, making it almost hard for us to breathe.
Jiang Xiachu sat in the troop carrier, holding on to the railings tightly to keep herself steady in the bumpy carriage. Her knuckles were even turning white, and her eyes were full of worry and anxiety.
Ever since she set out from Chuncheng Military Region, her heartbeat has been getting faster and faster, and the tragic scenes from her previous dreams kept appearing in her mind.
The battlefield at the front was dyed red with blood. Many people she was familiar with fell one by one on the battlefield, and some of them didn't even leave a complete body.
In a trance, she seemed to see Lu Huaiyan, and replayed the scene of him being blown to pieces, and Pei Yunchen stumbling and falling with injuries all over his body.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Lin and Wei Zhao appeared again.
The two of them flashed before her eyes, without leaving much behind.
At the very end, Lu Huaiyan's resolute face appeared again. He was wearing a military uniform, standing on the battlefield with a resolute back. He led the soldiers to break out of the siege again and again, with wounds all over his body.
In the end, his appearance was frozen in Jiang Xiachu's mind.
Jiang Xiachu couldn't help but his eyes turned red, his fingertips tightened uncontrollably, he let out a long sigh, and looked out the car window nervously.
Although she and Lu Huaiyan had been separated for so long and no longer had the close relationship they once had, she had to admit that even after so much time, she still remembered how good he had been.
Although he did not fulfill his responsibilities as a husband and father after marriage in his previous life, he was an admirable officer in the army.
Before they got married, he was also a good brother who helped her a lot. He also comforted her and gave her confidence more than once when she felt inferior.
When she didn't feel any warmth in the He family and was heartbroken, it was Lu Huaiyan who came out to encourage and praise her again and again.
Every New Year and birthday, besides Lin Qingli who thought about her, the other person was Lu Huaiyan.
To her, Lu Huaiyan was an existence that surpassed her family, which was why she fell in love with him so unreservedly and wanted to marry him in her previous life.
Although she and Lu Huaiyan are no longer destined to be together in this life, considering his good qualities, she hopes that he will be well.
Similarly, it would be best if nothing happened to Pei Yunchen and the others.
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