Looking at the beating flames, smelling the burnt but unique fragrance from the burning wood.

Many fragments flashed through Mo Xiang's mind.

It was a group of very strange looking faces.

All children.

Chattering and chattering.

Light the fire, grill...

a forest.

Someone is calling Qi Siyang's name...

There was a fire, and the children ran away.

The fire grew bigger and one child was left to put out the fire.

It's dark...

Opening his eyes again, he vaguely saw a man with a very familiar face, like Tang Tianze who chased and killed Qi Yemo that day.

Darkness again...

Fragments, the truth is vivid.

Head hurts.

*

Xiaosu noticed that his eyes were fixed on the fire in a daze.

Immediately afterwards, his face turned pale, and then he seemed to be struggling and in pain.

"Mr. Mo, what's the matter with you, are you feeling unwell?"

As he spoke, he walked to Mo Xiang's side and patted his shoulder lightly.

The scene in front of me suddenly returned to reality, the dark sky, the cold moonlight.

He didn't speak, just waved his hand to show that he was fine.

Since he was fine, he felt relieved, took out the military water bottle hanging on his waist and handed it to Mo Xiang.

"Drink some, it's good for you."

Mo Xiang was also polite, and brought it here.

He unscrewed the lid and took a big gulp.

"This wine tastes good." Then he returned it to Xiaosu.

Xiaosu nodded, and took a sip himself.

"I'm still brooding about what you said before. However, after fighting with you, I'm convinced."

I really didn't expect Xiaosu to say such a thing.

"I'm sorry for irritating you with my previous words. I think if it weren't for that situation, your skill shouldn't be so bad."

Xiaosu smiled faintly, "Your words sound like that, but they still sound a bit mean. You used to be a special soldier, right? Which unit did you serve in?"

Mo Xiang's skills are very good, but Xiao Su has never heard of his name.

Each unit will have its own heroes, which will be circulated in various units and become role models.

Mo Xiang shook his head, "I have never been a soldier."

It was a secret organization, an organization that could not reveal a word to outsiders even though it left.

When he said that, he could only understand that the master was among the people.

Xiaosu didn't continue to ask the bottom line anymore.

After resting for a while, his physical strength has recovered.

Xiaosu looked at his watch, "It's getting late, we should go back to find them after the fire is extinguished. Otherwise, those people will panic even more."

As he spoke, he picked up the engineer shovel and stirred some soil to extinguish the remaining flame.

*

"Yueyue, Jiujiu, they haven't come back so late, are they going to be okay?" Yifei looked anxious.

But she was the only one who was anxious.

It's just whether this will shake everyone's hearts.

"Look, they're back!" Yueyue saw two tall figures not far away under the moonlight.

It was they who came back.

Yifei excitedly ran towards Xiaosu with tears in her eyes.

Hug him tightly not far away.

Xiaosu caressed her long hair fondly, "Why are you crying, I'm back."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Mo Xiang, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

In front of a man, his girlfriend will always be like a child he wants to protect.

Looking at them, Mo Xiang seemed to have never felt that feeling before.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like