Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 87 Missing
I thought that after clarifying with Cai Zhi, the relationship with Wei Xuan would return to normal, but Song Zhiwei never waited for Wei Xuan's call, and did not reply to his message.

On the third day, she received a call from a stranger.

"Excuse me, is this Song Zhiwei?" The other party's voice was hoarse and deep, like someone who had been talking for a long time, even his voice was exhausted.

"I am, who are you?" Song Zhiwei didn't know the owner of the voice.

"Hello, I'm Political Commissar Yu of Unit 801 of the Armed Police Force, and also Wei Xuan's leader." The other party explained his identity.

"Ah, Commissar Yu, hello." Song Zhiwei immediately lifted her tired spirit, "What can I do for you?"

She wondered why the other party would contact her, unless——

Faintly, she guessed something.

Sure enough, Commissar Yu's next sentence was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and Song Zhiwei's breathing stopped instantly. "Three days ago, Wei Xuan was washed away by the flood during the dam rescue, and his whereabouts are still unknown. I made a special call to inform the family."

Although the marriage relationship between Wei Xuan and Song Zhiwei has not been made public, as a soldier, approval from the organization is required when obtaining a marriage certificate, so the identity of Song Zhiwei's "wife" is recorded. The political commissar will notify her.

Washed away by the flood?three days ago?
Her heart was beating wildly, and Song Zhiwei was like someone struck by lightning. After experiencing a momentary blank mind, the next thing was shock and panic.

After finally finding her voice, she asked, "You mean, the reason why you made this call is because Wei Xuan's chance of surviving is very small?"

Political Commissar Yu's voice was full of apology: "After three days of searching with a net, we used Zodiac boats and helicopters, but we still haven't found his whereabouts. Judging from experience, Wei Xuan's chance of surviving is very small."

Song Zhiwei felt that her throat was being choked, and it took a lot of strength to break through the shackles of losing her voice, and asked again: "Even if the chance is small, it doesn't mean there is no chance, right?"

Rather than asking, it was more like pleading, she was begging Commissar Yu to give her an affirmative answer.

Political Commissar Yu couldn't hear her pleading, but he didn't want to give her unnecessary hopes, "Xiao Song, I promise to continue to search for Wei Xuan's whereabouts, but I also hope that you can accept the reality and do the best. plan."

Song Zhiwei really wanted to go back to him, and she would never accept the worst outcome until she saw Wei Xuan's body.

But she also knew that the other party was doing it for her own good, and she didn't want her to hold on to high hopes and end up unable to bear the blow.

Her eyes were a little dry, but she resisted the urge to cry.

Wei Xuan is not dead yet, why is she crying?
Yes, Wei Xuan must not have died. How could a man as strong as him, who had fought against drug lords, been hit by bullets, and could not be harmed by knives, guns and sticks, be drowned by just a little bit of water that broke the embankment? ?

He must be hiding somewhere to recuperate, peacefully waiting for others to find him.

Yes, it must be so.

A thought quickly flashed through her mind, and she immediately asked: "Commissioner Yu, can I come to the front? I promise that I will never cause any trouble to the organization. I just hope that as soon as there is news about Wei Xuan, I will be informed as soon as possible."

Political Commissar Yu was in a dilemma, and he persuaded: "Xiao Song, the situation on the front line is dangerous, and even the soldiers feel very hard. You should wait for the news at home."

"I'm not afraid of hard work." Song Zhiwei immediately assured, "I grew up in the countryside, and it's common to suffer hardships. I really am not afraid of hard work. Political Commissar Yu, please agree to my request. I can't stay at home and wait for news. Rather than dreading the worst news, I'd rather be fighting with you on the front lines."

Political Commissar Yu still refused, and Song Zhiwei blurted out in a panic: "Commissar Yu, even if you disagree, I will come to the front line by myself."

This sentence was basically a threat, and Song Zhiwei didn't want to be so ignorant, but only she knew the importance of Wei Xuan to her, even if everyone opposed it, she would go there in person.

"Xiao Song, you." After serving in the army for decades, Political Commissar Yu has come into contact with military members of various personalities, some are gentle and obedient, some are aggressive and brave, but it is rare for someone as strong as Song Zhiwei.

Under Song Zhiwei's insistence, Political Commissar Yu finally compromised, and he asked Song Zhiwei to come with the logistics convoy.

"Thank you, Political Commissar Yu." Song Zhiwei thanked her sincerely. Even though the journey was an adventure, she didn't feel afraid at all.

Political Commissar Yu sighed, and said, "Wei Xuan's parents—"

Song Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked, "Have you already told them?"

"Not yet." Political Commissar Yu replied, "They are old, and Lao Wei has a bad heart. I think maybe it would be better for you to tell them."

Song Zhiwei immediately refused, "Since they don't know, let's keep it a secret from them first, and then inform them after confirming Wei Xuan's life and death. I don't want the elders to worry too."

Commissar Yu also understood what she meant. Song Zhiwei believed that Wei Xuan was still alive, so she was determined to find him in person.

There are not many military family members like her, and she would never believe it if she hadn't seen her husband's body with her own eyes.

Knowing that persuading Song Zhiwei was useless, as Wei Xuan's leader and also the person who saw Wei Xuan being washed away, Political Commissar Yu could only agree with Song Zhiwei to come with the troops first, and then arrange her to a place far away from the front line.

After making an agreement with Political Commissar Yu, Song Zhiwei immediately went to ask the hospital leader for leave.

Because she has never taken annual leave, and even the longest leave did not exceed two days. As an urgent matter, the dean approved it without asking any specific reasons, but asked her to report to the deputy dean so that she could arrange someone for her class.

However, Vice President Wang refused to agree to criticize her as false, and insisted that she give a convincing reason.

In a fit of rage, Song Zhiwei yelled at him, "My husband disappeared on the front line of the flood fight. Is this reason worthy of approval?"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhiwei dared to yell at him, and Vice President Wang was also angry. He slapped the table hard and got up, reprimanded: "Don't think that you can ask for leave just by making up a ridiculous reason. Where did you get your husband? When did you have a husband? Because I have to ask for leave, so I have an extra husband, right?!"

"I got the certificate last year, but I haven't made it public." The quarrel between the two attracted other people, and Song Zhiwei didn't care so much, so she said a cruel sentence, "I'm working hard for the hospital. For three years, there is hard work without credit. It is easy for others to ask for leave, but I will make things difficult for me when I ask for leave. Let me tell you, you don’t have to approve the leave today, and my mother will not do it!"

After speaking, she turned and left.

(End of this chapter)