Although Lin Wanjun knew that she would definitely be rescued.
But when she really escaped death, she was still so excited that tears filled her eyes.
When Song Mingcheng grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the cave, Lin Wanjun couldn't help but choked out and called out "Dad".
When he called out "Dad", Song Mingcheng burst into tears.
He spent his whole life fighting on the battlefield to kill enemies for his country, and in his old age he only left behind a son, Song Zhanjin.
But now...
Looking at his weak daughter-in-law, Song Mingcheng wiped her face twice.
Every spare moment is a spare moment. It is enough just because Lin Wanjun sacrificed herself to save Song Zhanjin when he was in danger.
Song Mingcheng's tears made Lin Wanjun burst into tears as well.
She choked up, looked at her father-in-law's weathered face, and thought of the hardships they had gone through. Her lips trembled and she couldn't utter a word.
But in Song Mingcheng's view, Lin Wanjun's reaction was mourning Song Zhanjin's "death".
"Junjun, don't cry, I'm so happy that you're alive!"
Song Mingcheng patted Lin Wanjun's shoulder, his voice hoarse.
"From now on, even if Zhan Jin is gone, you will still be a member of the Song family, and still be your mother and I's daughter!"
Um?
Lin Wanjun's tears suddenly stopped.
What's the meaning?
Father-in-law just said "Zhan Jin is gone"?
Song Zhanjin was just injured, not dead. Is this... is there some misunderstanding?
Before she could ask, she heard Dong Yingying, who was tied up and thrown into the corner, cursing heartbreakingly.
"Bitch! You killed Song Zhanjin!"
She cried out, "In the previous life, you didn't get involved in our affairs. I successfully saved Song Zhanjin, and we escaped this disaster!"
"You're such a jinx! You've caused so much unrest for everyone. What do you want?"
Dong Yingying stared at Lin Wanjun fiercely.
"Bitch, have you also been reborn? Are you jealous of my life, so you deliberately imitated it and deliberately took away everything that belongs to me?"
Hearing this, Lin Wanjun felt as if she had heard a huge joke.
"Rob your life? What a joke! Do you think your life is worth a damn? Dong Yingying, even if you give it to me, I don't care!"
Approaching Dong Yingying's ear, Lin Wanjun sneered and mocked.
"Do you think your life is amazing? Dong Yingying, ask yourself, who have you truly saved? And how many people have you harmed under the guise of saving lives?"
These words were like a slap in the face, hitting Dong Yingying hard and making her head buzz.
Yes, in her past and present lives, she clearly wanted to be a heroine who saved the world and helped the poor, but in the end, it seemed that everyone around her died because of her.
If she hadn't acted recklessly today, Song Zhanjin wouldn't have been in danger again and again, giving Lin Wanjun the opportunity to show her abilities.
But...Lin Wanjun failed, didn't she?
She wanted to use the beauty saving the hero trick to win back Song Zhanjin's heart, but Song Zhanjin still died!
Thinking of this, Dong Yingyingzi couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Did you succeed? You didn't save Song Zhanjin either...Ah!"
Before she finished her words, Lin Wanjun slapped Dong Yingying twice in the face.
"What are you laughing at? You'd rather Song Zhanjin die than let me successfully rescue him?"
"Dong Yingying, you keep saying you love Song Zhanjin, but in reality, you are the most selfish and disgusting bastard in the world!"
To use Lin Wanjun's words in modern life, Dong Yingying is a typical sophisticated egoist!
Is such a disgusting person worthy of being the heroine?
Haha, the original author’s values are really bullshit!
Dong Yingying covered her swollen face and looked at Lin Wanjun fiercely.
"So what? I'd rather Song Zhanjin die than give you any chance to take advantage of me!"
Anyway, Song Zhanjin died young in her previous life, and she had children with another man in the rest of her life, so the Song family’s lineage was cut off long ago!
Song Zhanjin is dead, there is no need for her to pretend anymore!
Dong Yingying laughed out of anger.
She turned her head and walked to the cave entrance, looking down into the dark bottomless pit.
"Song Zhanjin, did you hear me? This is the destined heroine you risked your life to save!"
Dong Yingying almost lost control.
"He won't hear it! He's already dead! To die young is Song Zhanjin's inescapable fate!"
At the same time, the rope was slowly rising.
A rope was tied around Song Zhanjin, and he was pulled up by people, his eyes closed and covered in blood.
Dong Yingying cried and laughed.
"I've tried my best, Song Zhanjin, don't blame me, blame Lin Wanjun!"
She said, "If you had listened to me and just drank your porridge and slept in bed, how could you have ended up like this?"
"Now, she's the one who saved Wei Yifu, and you, a fool, have lost your life for nothing. If you know what happened, don't let this bitch go!"
"I'd rather die than live in disgrace. This is a soldier's final act of courage and faith!"
The "dead" Song Zhanjin suddenly made a hoarse but firm voice, which shocked everyone at dawn.
Even the timid ones started shouting.
"Ah! It's haunted! Song Zhanjin is back!"
Song Zhanjin opened his eyes and saw his father with a stubbled face and a sad and painful expression.
"dad!"
From the moment he first learned of Song Zhanjin's "death", Song Mingcheng had been suppressing his grief and directing the scene calmly and composedly.
He comforted himself, let his son die, everyone will die anyway.
Perhaps soon he will die, and in another world he will be reunited with his son who died young and his daughter who died tragically at a young age.
He did not fulfill his responsibilities as a father in this life. In the other world, he must accompany his children well and make up for his debt to them.
Until Song Zhanjin was rescued, until he, who was supposed to be dead, opened his eyes and shouted "Dad" with a weak smile.
Song Mingcheng's legs went weak and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.
He crawled to his son with a trembling body, and stroked his son's face randomly with his hands covered with gun calluses.
"Zhanjin! Son! You...you're still alive!"
Song Zhanjin smiled with difficulty.
"Dad, I'm still alive!"
The people on the side reacted and couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.
No, the signal just now was clearly one for life and one for death, and many of them were crying and grieving over it, so why now...
So my tears were shed in vain?
Who on earth was sending the wrong signals and making them cry in vain?
Soon, Wang Jianmin and Du Jianhuai were pulled up one after another.
Wang Chuang grabbed Wang Jianmin by the collar and angrily demanded, "How did you transmit the signal? Why did you deliberately transmit the wrong signal?"
Wang Jianmin looked innocent.
"The person who sent the signal wasn't me, it was Du Jianhuai!"
Everyone's eyes fell on Du Jianhuai's face.
Du Jianhuai brushed off the dust on his body with an expressionless face, and looked at Song Zhanjin with eyes full of disgust.
"It's such a pity I didn't curse you to death!"
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