After wearing the book, I hugged the strongest thigh

Chapter 804 Han Ling Extra Story (20)

During the few days when Ling Que was hospitalized and recuperated, Han Yanting was always by her side.

Once, Han Yanting rarely bought her her favorite iced sweet and sour pork, took it into the ward, inserted it with a toothpick, and fed her piece by piece.

"Be careful, this thing has cold teeth." Han Yanting said with a smile.

Ling Que rolled his eyes at him: "I'm just physically injured, it's not that I lost my teeth."

"This is not as delicious as Wu Ma's." Han Yanting also fed himself a mouthful and gave a comment.

"After Mama Wu left, I have never eaten better than her cooking."

Han Yanting added another sentence solemnly.

Wu Ma passed away last year at the age of 69. She passed away peacefully.

Last year at this time Ling Que was still in the north, she couldn't even attend Wu Ma's funeral, only Han Yanting and Han Chongde attended.

Over the years, many things have changed, and so have people.

While thinking, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Han Chongde walked in.

Seeing Han Chongde approaching with a solemn face, Ling Que subconsciously straightened her back, put away her playful smile, and called out mechanically: "Boss."

"You haven't recovered yet, so don't be so nervous." Han Chongde waved his hand.

Only then did Ling Que notice that Han Chongde was still carrying a bag of fruit, which was also her favorite kiwi fruit when she was a child.

Han Chongde put the fruit on the bedside table, looked at Han Yanting, then at Ling Que, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's much better. After a few more days of recuperation, I can go to the ground and continue my mission." Ling Que replied immediately.

"Don't worry, take good care of your body so you can serve your country better." Han Chongde patted her on the shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Han Chongde didn't show his face to them this time, and he didn't say anything. He just cared about Ling Que's body and condition with a serious face, and after a few more words of advice, he turned and left, continuing to open the space. Leave it to the two of them.

When Han Chongde approached just now, Ling Que also saw the silver thread on his head, and the vicissitudes and wrinkles on his face.

Her chief adoptive father is also old now.

After Han Chongde left, Han Yanting peeled the kiwi fruit for her and said with a smile, "Father still loves us very much, but he is not good at expressing it."

"Although he doesn't allow you to call him father, he has long regarded you as a daughter of the Han family."

Hearing this sentence, Ling Que couldn't help being a little moved.

"But no matter what the reason is, it's not the reason why you rejected me."

Suddenly, Han Yanting said again.

Ling Que raised her head and looked at him with surprise.

Han Yanting fed the kiwi to Ling Que's mouth and looked into her eyes: "Sharp Weapon Project, this is why you keep rejecting me, isn't it?"

No one told Han Yanting that Ling Que was a "sharp weapon", not even Mo Qinfeng, until now.

It wasn't until two days ago that he learned about this from Han Chongde.

Ling Que pursed her lips and said softly: "The chief is also thinking of you."

"If you really don't like me, then that's fine."

Han Yanting looked at her with calm and gentle eyes.

"But, you clearly have me in your heart."

Ling Que had been forcibly locked in his heart and didn't want to face things, so he said all of them, and Ling Que was stunned, not knowing how to reply.

"Little Que'er, there is no turning back when you shoot the bow. Since you and I like each other, then I will only recognize you in this life." Han Yanting smiled as he said.

"You can't push me away again."

What Han Yanting said to her was like soaking her heart in warm water, and it softened instantly.

Ling Que laughed and asked, "If I can't come back for the next mission, what will you do?"

Han Yanting was not sad or melancholy, but thought about it seriously, and then continued to answer with a smile:

"I should set up the most beautiful tombstone for you in the Martyrs Cemetery, bring you different flowers every week, and then slowly become an old man by guarding the tombstone."

Hearing Han Yanting's words, Ling Que was also amused by him, but she cried while laughing.

She is a soldier, and Han Yanting is also a soldier.

Being ready to die for the country at any time is something engraved in their bones.

He will not persuade Ling Que to withdraw from the plan because of his own selfish desires, and Ling Que will not do so if the identity is reversed.

One of the differences between soldiers and ordinary people may be that soldiers must always keep a clear head.

Han Yanting's words, to Ling Que's ears, were enough moving promises.

(End of this chapter)