Chapter 99

"I'm not joking when I confess my feelings to you. If possible... I hope you can consider it seriously."

On the way back, Ning Yu's mind kept replaying the man's focused eyes when he spoke, and her emotions were complicated and indescribable.

Beneath the confusion and doubt...there is still a hint of secret sweetness that she dares not explore.

"Are you back?" Yuan Jimei was sitting by the window, wiping the camera in the bright sunshine. When she saw Sister Ning coming in with a bundle, she greeted her with a smile.

Ning Yu came back to her senses and realized that she had returned to the dormitory before she knew it.

She nodded, put her bag at the end of the bed, picked up the kettle and poured herself a glass of water.

After sitting back on the simple wooden bed, he took a few sips from the teacup before asking, "Didn't you go to lunch?"

Yuan Jimei: "I ate it. I went with Damei and the others. But I didn't have much appetite, so I only took a steamed bun."

The temporary base had a small dormitory with 6 people crammed in it. The "Damei" she mentioned was a nurse at the health station.

Knowing that the other person still had shadows, and as someone who had experienced it, she understood that time was the best medicine, so Ning Yu did not give any more advice.

Instead, he squatted on the ground, pulled out the small suitcase under the bed, took out two candies from it and handed them over.

Yuan Jimei was surprised for a moment before she smiled and replied, "Thank you, Sister Ning."

Ning Yu shook her head, locked the box and pushed it back under the bed.

Yuan Jimei peeled off the candy wrapper and put the candy into her mouth. During this time, her eyes followed her senior all the time.

When she sat down on the bed and drank some water, she suddenly said, "Sister Ning, your personality doesn't match your appearance at all. I didn't dare to talk to you a few days ago."

Hearing this, Ning Yu pursed her lips and felt a little uncomfortable again: "Isn't it..."

Yuan Jimei nodded vigorously: "Really, you are actually that kind of person... Oh, right, you are called cold on the outside but warm on the inside, right?"

Everyone I know seems to have said this. Ning Yu curled her lips, not used to discussing herself with others: "I'm really not good at taking the initiative to get close to people."

In fact, she was not like this when she was a child.

Maybe it's because no matter how outstanding she is, her parents will always say no.

What they like is a daughter who is well-behaved, caring, and willing to marry into a good family and take care of her husband and children.

And she...was defined as a rebellious person since she was a child.

So as time went on, Ning Yu gradually lost her enthusiasm.

Yuan Jimei smiled with her white teeth: "I saw it... ahem, I'm a little curious, Sister Ning, it's okay if you don't want to tell me..."

Ning Yu was not surprised to see the cheerful girl suddenly hesitate: "You want to ask Lu Wei."

Yuan Jimei's eyes lit up: "Yes, how do you know Lu Wei? That's Lu Wei... You are right, he is even prettier in person than in the movie... Really, I was stunned just now..."

At this point, she frowned and said, "He called you Xiaoyu, could it be..."

"No!" Ning Yu immediately retorted.

Yuan Jimei blinked and said in disbelief: "I haven't said anything yet."

Ning Yu pursed her lips, suppressed the irritation in her heart, and explained: "Lu Wei's sister and I are good friends."

"Ah? Is that so?" Yuan Jimei was a little disappointed, but a few seconds later, she became curious again: "Does Lu Wei's sister look like him?"

Hearing this, Ning Yu's mind flashed with the image of her good friend, and she nodded affirmatively: "Sixty to seventy percent similar."

"Wow...that must be pretty nice too."

“It’s pretty nice.”

"No, no..." Yuan Jimei shook her head, and sat opposite her senior with her camera in her arms, and said with some regret: "Sister Ning, that's Li Wei, so many female compatriots love him, you are just taking advantage of him, don't you have any idea?"

Ning Yu...

Ning Yu looked away uncomfortably. But when she touched the bundle given by Wei Wei on the bed, she felt as if she was burned. She quickly turned her eyes away: "...Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that Sister Ning's face was red, and that she obviously had a crush on Wei, Yuan Jimei stopped joking and said seriously, "Sister, if you really like him, then be brave."

Ning Yu shook her head: "That's not the case." Not to mention anything else, even if she was willing to be brave, she was in the midst of gunfire and bullets, and her life was not guaranteed. What could she say about love?

She has her responsibilities, and war correspondents are too scarce, so she has to persevere for at least another three years.

Three years later, she was 30 years old, and Lu Wei seemed to be a year or two older than her.

Ning Yu was too ashamed to let others wait for her for three years, especially three years that might not have a future.

Thinking of this, her expression darkened a little: "Let's not talk about this. The art troupe will start performing tomorrow. Have you prepared the interview manuscript?"

Hearing this, Yuan Jimei opened her mouth, wanting to say a few more words of advice.

However, when the words came to his lips, he felt that it was a bit too much, so he changed it to: "...Get ready, Sister Ning, can you help me take a look?"

"Can."

=

The war is won.

But there were many casualties.

The arrival of the art troupe undoubtedly ignited the dead silence.

Look, the whole camp became lively before the performance even started.

This enthusiasm reached its peak the next afternoon when Huang Yitong's solo performance began.

Even though there is no fancy stage here.

Even though there were no seats for the soldiers in the entire camp, they all stood with their backs against the tanks.

It didn't stop everyone from singing along.

It seems like joy, but more like release!

Ning Yu was in the middle of it, holding her camera and pressing the shutter button continuously.

I recorded every picture...of joy, of crying, of singing at the top of one's lungs.

This doesn't really feel like a proper big show.

It also contradicts the process of Ning Yu's interview yesterday.

Huang Yitong alone sang four songs.

What's more, soldiers from the audience would occasionally come on stage to perform, and the scene gradually became chaotic.

But at the same time, it can make people feel excited and excited.

Especially when seeing Yuan Jimei putting her arm around the soldiers’ shoulders and cheering together.

Ning Yu couldn't help but smile happily...

That's good!

It’s okay to cry or laugh!

Isn't this the original intention of the cultural troupe's consolation performances after every battle?

Nothing is more important than venting the depression and repression in your heart!

Not surprisingly, Lu Wei's program was scheduled to be the finale.

These days, a movie is shown for several years and then shown countless times a year.

Therefore, compared to Huang Yitong, who was only famous among the military, Lu Wei, who participated in several movies, can be said to be a household name.

Surprisingly, after the drama performance ended, he actually added a solo program.

This was the first time Ning Yu heard the other person sing, and it sounded very nice, no less professional.

She was not surprised. Having known him for a few years, she knew the man's character very well. He would always do his best to achieve the things he cared about...

Thinking of this, Ning Yu's eyelashes trembled, and yesterday's words once again appeared in her mind. She actually thought about it seriously...

=

By the time the performance ended, the sky was already turning pale.

As the soldiers walked towards the cafeteria, Yuan Jimei, whose voice was a little hoarse from shouting, trotted over with a cheerful smile on her face: "Sister Ning, I'm going back to the dormitory to get my lunch box. Do you want to come with me?"

Ning Yu was checking her camera and drafts. She didn't even raise her head when she heard this and said, "Let's do it together."

But she didn't expect that as soon as she finished speaking, her colleague said, "Oh! Sister Ning, I almost forgot, I made an appointment with Damei, so I can't go with you."

So, when Ning Yu looked up in confusion, she only saw the other person's back walking away quickly.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she turned her head and saw a man standing not far away, smiling at her.

This time, Ning Yu hesitated for only a few seconds before taking the initiative to ask, "Want to have dinner together?"

Wei's eyes darkened. He guessed that this was not the result he wanted, but he still nodded: "Okay."

There are many mosquitoes in summer, especially at night.

So the two of them had dinner in the cafeteria with mosquito repellent.

Although many people still treated them like monkeys, Ning Yu and Lu Wei had something else on their mind and didn't care at all.

After dinner, on the way back to the dormitory, Ning Yu took the initiative to start a conversation: "...When are you leaving?"

Wei: "Tomorrow morning."

Ning Yu: "It's better to go back. The conditions here are tough."

Lu Wei glanced at her and said, "Do you think I'm a gigolo?"

Ning Yu was embarrassed: "I didn't, I...that's not what I meant."

Wei curled his lips: "It's okay, many people say I'm a gigolo anyway."

Ning Yu...

Seeing that the other party wanted to find a hole to jump into, Lu Wei, who had regained the initiative, smiled and said, "Do you plan to be a war correspondent forever?"

Ning Yu's heart tightened, and after a while, he said in a muffled voice: "The goal is five years."

"Oh, so I have to wait another three years."

"Wha...what?"

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the door of Ning Yu's dormitory.

Wei handed over the two mosquito repellent grasses in his hand and answered the question irrelevantly: "Take it back and fumigate the house."

Ning Yu took it and said, "You... you just..."

Wei raised his eyebrows, looking innocent: "What did I just say?"

Hearing this, Ning Yu tightened the mosquito repellent in her hand, wondering if she had heard it wrongly.

Is it because of the deep desire in my heart that I am hallucinating?

Thinking of this possibility, Ning Yu felt the hairs on her back stand up...shameful.

So, she was embarrassed and flustered: "It's nothing, I've thought it through, we..."

"Wait!" Lu Wei suddenly interrupted.

Ning Yu mustered up her courage and planned to say "We are not suitable" in one go, but she was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

Wei narrowed his eyes and said, "I almost forgot about it because you interrupted me just now."

Ning Yu was a little stunned...she didn't.

Luo Wei was so amused by her expression that he held his stomach and laughed for a long time.

Seeing that the good-tempered girl was about to leave with a gloomy face, he stopped laughing, reached out and rubbed her head, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't let your imagination run wild. I'll wait for you for three years."

At this moment, Ning Yu felt his head was buzzing. How could he know what was troubling him the most?

Although she didn't say anything, Li Wei laughed to himself again: "Well... maybe... I'm very smart."

Ning Yu...

"Okay, let's go back quickly, the mosquitoes are going to eat people."

Ning Yu felt her cheek being gently pinched, and she came back to her senses from her trance: "What did you say?"

Lu Wei was helpless, raised his hand and poked her forehead again: "I said, go back quickly, there are too many mosquitoes."

Ning Yu: "Oh...Okay, I'll go back then." After saying this, she floated into the dormitory, completely ignoring the man's helpless expression.

Only after sitting on the wooden bed in a daze for half an hour did Ning Yu cover his face and silently curse himself for being dazzled by beauty.

Does he...really want to wait for me for three years?

Isn’t this so unfair?

Thinking of this, Ning Yu turned over and lay flat on the bed, staring blankly at the bed board above her...

In this room, Yuan Jimei watched a wonderful dumb show from beginning to end, and felt that she had discovered something extraordinary.

=

The next day.

Ning Yu had a temporary mission and was unable to see Lu Wei and Huang Yitong off.

When she finished the interview and was walking towards the dormitory, she was startled by a convoy of tanks rushing out of the camp.

Out of reporter's instinct, Ning Yu ignored the irritating dust and ran towards one of the jeeps.

In the car, the company commander, who was frowning and preparing to leave, saw her and shouted at the top of his voice: "Reporter Ning, hurry up."

It is not easy to be a war correspondent. Over the years, Ning Yu's skills are no worse than those of an ordinary soldier.

She kept walking and in just a few steps she got into the slowly moving car.

As soon as she sat down, before she could ask what happened, she heard a piece of news that made her blood freeze:

"The people in the art troupe were ambushed by a landmine. We have to go and support them... Damn Y Army, they raised the white flag and surrendered, but they still came to my aid!"

In fact, apart from the sentence "the people in the art troupe were ambushed by a landmine", Ning Yu didn't hear a word of the following words.

At this moment, she felt dizzy and could not believe that the man who had teased her deliberately yesterday with a gentle and wanton smile was in danger today.

If I had known...

if...

No!

No ifs!

Ning Yu bit the corner of her mouth tightly until her mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and then she suppressed her tears from falling.

Wei will be fine!