Advance Bravely

The taxi stopped at the gate of Yuan Lian Company. The guard at the door saw Xia Yao and smiled and nodded to him. Walking on the long winding road, watching the light in the training room was cut into numerous rays by the fine willow strips, Xia Yao smoothed the heartbeat all the way, inexplicably chaotic rhythm.

Yuan Lian has not gone, nor did he call Xia Yao. It seems that he will come, but he did not expect to appear in such a shape. Seeing the splint on Xia Yao’s arm, Yuan’s chilly face clearly shows the pain that is difficult to conceal. When the soldiers have been in the army for so many years, they have experienced major injuries and minor injuries. The bullets and bones are just a matter of twisting the eyebrows. Since there was no injury, Yuan Lian felt so shocking that he only spoke for a long time.

"how did you make it?"

Xia Yao is like nothing. "When you perform the task, you are not careful."

It is also an understatement, but Xia Yao talks with colleagues about this matter and Yuan Li talks about it. The inner feelings are completely different. The response I want to receive is also the opposite.

Yuan Li did not say anything, and the big hand was buckled on the back of Xia Yao’s head, and he took him to the house.

"What did you do today?" Xia Yao asked.

Yuan Li deliberately said with a face: "No."

"Why didn't you? I won't come later? Don't you leave me at all?"

Yuan Long leaned on Xia Yao. "You have folded your arms. I will give you food?"

Xia Yao was in a hurry. "I didn't deliberately make a mistake! It was a critical situation..."

"Oh!" Yuan Lian interrupted Xia Yao. "Be honest, I will give you the end."

Xia Yao was too hungry to sit still, followed Yuan Yuan to the kitchen, and stretched his neck and said, "Hey, I hurt the right hand, I can't make chopsticks. You can pick me up and eat with a spoon. What is the staple food today?"

"Noodles."

Noodles... Xia Yao is stunned. "Is there anything else?"

"No."

The diced fried sauce, the tomato and the egg are marinated, like the hand-baked noodles from the machine... Yuan Lian gave Xia Yao a full bowl, and after mixing, in the case of Xia Yao unprepared, pick up a The chopsticks were sent to his mouth.

"Eat."

Xia Yao immediately showed resentment. "You don't need to feed, I can eat slowly with my left hand."

"You don't eat me." Yuan Li said, he took the bowl back and picked up the noodles and sent it to his mouth.

"Don't stop, I eat!"

Xia Yaozhen is very hungry, so he doesn't care so much. He feeds him by Yuan. Yuan Lian’s rhythm is particularly well mastered, just like after a special training, a chopstick is followed by a chopstick, and the delivery is accurate and timely. Xia Yao began to be a little bit awkward, slowly adapting, and began to eat and linger on and on.

"You don't know how dangerous the situation is at the time, the Zhang Tian in our office, his face, from this to this, the mouth is so deep..."

The lights in the entire building were extinguished, but only one room was lit with warm and faint light. The smell of the sultry rice slipped out of the window, mixed with the squeaky voice, adding a bit of silence to the night. Xia Yao sat cross-legged and his mouth kept squirming. The chopsticks in Yuan Lian’s hand were sent to his mouth without interruption, watching his eyes deep and heavy.

Xia Yao sucked in the noodles that Yuan Li handed to his mouth and asked Yuan Li: "Why don't you eat?"

Yuan faintly replied: "I have eaten."

In fact, Yuan Lian can not eat a bite.

"You don't wait for me!" Xia Yao kicked on Yuan's knee.

After saying this, Xia Yao has been stunned. Why did Yuan Long wait for him? Why did he want Yuan Zong? Don't you have a meal? Why are there so many things?

Yuan Li asked Xia Yao: "Do you still eat?"

Xia Yao nodded. "Eat, come back to another bowl."

"You have two bowls." Yuan Li reminded him, "I don't eat too much at night."

"Nothing, I am physically exhausted during the day, and eating a bowl doesn't get in the way."