Yin Yunjie had just finished a day of high-intensity training and was exhausted both physically and mentally. At this moment, he just wanted to rest as soon as possible.
However, Yuan Mei seemed to have anticipated this and called him softly, "Director Yin, please wait a moment. I do have something to discuss with you."
She walked up to Yin Yunjie and said softly, her voice as gentle as the spring rain: "Your wedding was too hasty, and I was unable to prepare a gift in time. This is the wedding gift I carefully selected for you and your wife. I hope you can accept it."
As she spoke, she handed over a beautifully packaged music box. Its novel and unique appearance made it obvious at a glance that it was of extraordinary value.
Faced with this sudden gift, Yin Yunjie seemed a little embarrassed.
He and Yuan Mei did not have a close relationship, so it seemed inappropriate for him to accept such an expensive gift.
So, he politely declined: "I appreciate Comrade Wan's kindness, but the gift is really unnecessary. Since I couldn't invite my comrades to the wedding, it's inconvenient to accept any more gifts."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Mei's expression flashed with anxiety: "I carefully selected this music box. Perhaps your wife would like it. I heard that she is very young and would be very interested in such exquisite gadgets. She might feel lonely when you are away, and this music box may help her relieve her boredom... Oh, forget it, just forget I said anything. Anyway, this music box is great and very suitable for her!"
She deliberately left a blank, allowing Yin Yunjie to understand the deeper meaning of it himself. This move was both subtle and clever.
Although outsiders might be suspicious of such an action, Yin Yunjie is straightforward and simple-minded. He only remembers that "she is young and interested in these things."
The curiosity and yearning for the art troupe in Xu Qinghe's letter emerged in his mind. He thought that the sisters in the art troupe must understand girls' minds better. Since Yuan Mei said that the music box was loved by young girls, then Xu Qinghe might like it too.
So he decided not to accept Yuan Mei's gift, but to buy one himself and send it to his wife far away.
Just as Yuan Mei was about to say something else, suddenly, a shrill alarm sounded through the night sky, and the order for an emergency assembly came.
Yin Yunjie quickly said, "Comrade Wan, I appreciate your kindness, but I really can't accept the gift. I have a mission to accomplish, so I must go first."
Before he finished speaking, he had already hurried towards the gathering point, leaving Yuan Mei alone there, full of helplessness and regret.
Why did this sudden alarm sound at this time? Yuan Mei held her breath and wanted to tell Yin Yunjie about the troublesome things between Xu Qinghe and Wang Song, but now it seemed that she could only put it aside for the time being.
The anger in my heart is like a suppressed volcano, ready to erupt.
But she changed her mind and thought that the truth would eventually come to light, and Yin Yunjie would know everything sooner or later. Why should she be so anxious? It would be better to wait and see and let things develop naturally.
After enduring all these years, do you still care about waiting for this moment?
On the other side, Yin Yunjie rushed to the assembly point and found that most of the troops were conducting emergency assembly training intensively, but he was the only one called to the division commander's office.
Commander Qian's face was extremely solemn, as if he was carrying a heavy burden, and the worry in his eyes was so intense that it could almost squeeze water out of it.
"Yin Yunjie, you've just gotten married. Normally, this kind of mission shouldn't be assigned to you. But the current situation is special, and you're the best candidate. This is related to the future of national science and technology, so please consider it carefully."
Commander Qian patted his shoulder gently, which was a kind of trust and expectation.
Yin Yunjie's mind quickly flashed through the instructions in Xu Qinghe's letter, asking her to avoid participating in these dangerous missions.
But as a soldier, he has the mission of defending the country. How can he retreat at the critical moment?
"Commander, I'll go."
He answered firmly that no matter how many concerns he had in his heart, his answer at this moment would not change.
Commander Qian's eyes were full of praise: "Okay, you will lead the team to set off in three days. Make preparations in the next few days."
Yin Yunjie knew that no matter how he thought about it after returning home, his choice would not change.
As a soldier, he has long put personal feelings behind national interests. This is his duty and his honor.
The message revealed between the lines seems like an unfinished melody, foreshadowing that every time one embarks on a journey, it may be a farewell to the world.
This old rule, like a tacit understanding in the hearts of the soldiers, requires no further explanation, but weighs heavily on their hearts.
Now, there is an extra concern in his world. His former indifference to trivial family matters has been quietly changed by a little girl named Xu Qinghe.
Inside the dormitory, it was already deep in the night. The moonlight outside the window shone through the gauze curtains and onto the empty bed. The laughter of the brothers seemed to still echo in the air. They were fighting outside for a common goal.
He sat at the table, the silence around him became his most loyal listener, the tip of his pen jumped on the paper, and every stroke of ink was an account of the future.
"Suicide note", these two heavy words, turned into a line of sincere and heartfelt words on the paper, which expresses respect for life and calm acceptance of an unknown fate.
Afterwards, he began to write back to Xu Qinghe, and the words between the lines were full of delicate care.
When talking about the physical examination at the military hospital, he described how it was like the entrance to the future world, with advanced medical equipment flashing with the light of hope, as if it could illuminate every wrinkle on his grandmother's face.
Talking about the art troupe, he used a light-hearted brushstroke to sketch out a world full of artistic atmosphere. Although he seldom set foot there, in order to satisfy Xu Qinghe's curiosity, he promised to be her eyes and ears and to find out those vivid and interesting stories.
As for Comrade Wan's wedding, he downplayed his rejection and instead described the scene of choosing a music box for Xu Qinghe, imagining how the melodious melody would bring a little comfort to her when she was lonely.
Regarding the upcoming mission, he tried to speak in a relaxed tone, as if it was just a long journey rather than a life-or-death challenge.
His words were full of confidence and composure, and he tried to use this determination to soothe Xu Qinghe's heart, so that she wouldn't have to worry about the unknown tomorrow.
At the end of the letter, he gently told Xu Qinghe to wait for news of his triumphant return. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and all the reluctance and expectation were condensed on this thin piece of letter paper.
The envelope was carefully sealed and placed on the table, next to the music box he had carefully selected for Xu Qinghe. The two of them quietly awaited their departure tomorrow. In the night, he completed his bedtime ritual. The return of his roommates was like a whisper on the night wind. Their exhausted figures seemed particularly heavy in the dim light, and they soon fell into sleep.
The next day, when the first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds, Yin Yunjie had already driven towards the hustle and bustle of the city.
Yuan Mei's plan failed and she could only leave in disappointment. However, in Xu Qinghe's world, the transformation of the tofu shop was in full swing.
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