Bi Yue sighed: "Mom, just do what you should do. Can you not treat it like you are interrogating a criminal?" She didn't emphasize it. Looking at Liu Yafang, she could take one step at a time.
Liu Yafang wanted to tell her to read it to her, as she was keeping an eye on it, but she noticed Bi Yue's expression was not very good. She kept silent and continued to watch, hoping that her daughter would be able to move on and quickly break up with Chu Yifeng. Even sending private letters? It's not allowed, you know?
Bi Yue glanced at Liu Yafang, turned around and left. While Liu Yafang was standing at the gate and asking her "What are you going to do", she put the car in gear and drove away.
Her heart was beating a little faster. When Bi Yue saw Chu Yifeng's handwriting, she couldn't control her excitement.
As those pages were read, Bi Yue fast-forwarded the scene as if she was watching a movie, as if she saw every scene of Chu Yifeng's experience in the special forces brigade.
It’s just the first page, and it’s a bit slow. Half of it is about eating.
"...Yueyue, I originally wanted to brag to you, to make you think I'm a real man. But as I was writing, I realized I just wanted to tell you the truth.
I just want to tell you, I won’t tell my mom, do you feel that you are different from others in my heart?
Well, you should think like this, don't be like my subordinates who think I'm effeminate or something,
Am I a sissy or not? You have the final say.
The fact that people came to me to grab food really bothered me for a while.
I actually developed a new problem: gastritis.
Night after night, I can’t remember how many nights it was, my legs ached and cold sweats broke out on my forehead.
I used to be excited whenever I trained, but there was a time when I was really scared.
Wearing clothes and boots, you must go swimming in the sea within the specified time. We have to swim more than a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
It was really hard. At the beginning, I always failed and had to eat steamed buns every day.
A steamed bun as big as a fist, if thrown, it could cut a bump on someone's head. What are the steamed buns made of? And there are vegetables, you would never guess it's pig food..."
Bi Yue wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and said with a smile in her tears:
Young master, it’s really hard. Are you complaining about the hardship of having to eat?
Chu Yifeng, what can I say about you? Why don't you tell me if your leg is healed? Is your gastritis serious? He spent a long time lingering over the steamed bun.
"...To be honest, I missed home a lot at that time and wanted to call you, but everyone else was holding on, so I just cheered myself up.
Later, facts proved that your brother was really a good man.
You have to read carefully, I will tell you the story, I never ate steamed bread again! " (To be continued.)
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