After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Yan Ge looked at him in surprise: "So, will you leave tomorrow?"

Ji Xiushan didn't know.

In this battle between nations, he alone cannot completely turn things around.

But even so, he didn't want to leave.

He wanted to pick her up again, and the phone rang in the study.

"Go and answer the phone." Yange waved at him with a smile.

Ji Xiushan stared at her gorgeous smile, anxious to go up immediately, but eventually nodded slightly and turned to the study again.

Hanging up the phone, Ji Xiushan and Yange ordered two words, and dressed in military uniforms went out overnight.

He said that he would return before dawn, so that Yange should not worry.

But after dawn, Yan Song did not see him return.

When she went downstairs, she saw Shi Ying sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Shi Yan's wound had been bandaged. When he saw Yange, he immediately got up from the sofa, and he couldn't hide his guilt in the eyes of Yange: "Xiaofeng!"

Yan Ge knew what he was going to say, and she interrupted him: "Shi Ye, go back."

She looked at him sincerely: "If every man thinks like you, our country is really dead. Even a person like Ji Xiushan knows to carry a gun at a critical moment. I don't want you to become That deserter. "

Shi Yan stared at Yange.

This woman, when she said this, was expressionless, like an official attitude.

But he didn't know why, under her eyes, it was a little embarrassing.

After all, she compared him to a man like Ji Xiushan.

He stared sharply at her, and asked, "What if I die?"

Yange smiled aloud: "Shi Yan, you have to live, you have to work hard to live, you live, many people can live, you die, those people die."

She took a step closer and helped him organize his scattered clothes and fasten all the buttons.

Her hair was loose, her eyebrows were down, her white face was tender and tender, and he wanted to reach out to touch, but his fingers turned in the air again and fell on her shoulders, pushing her slowly away.

He was a little unwilling, but he couldn't say where he was unwilling. He glared at her and asked, "If Lao Tzu died, would you be with Ji Xiushan?"

Yan Ge looked up slightly and looked at him with a gentle look: "Shi Yan, I have never liked Bai Yuqing, I have never liked you, nor would I like Ji Xiushan. I think that love between men and women is far less important than life and death. "

When she said that, she smiled, "I can't live anymore, what love is needed."

She took a step back and looked away after pulling away from two people: "Shi Yan, your life has just begun, because a woman ruins a lifetime, it's not worth it, even if you want, I don't want to."

"I don't want to destroy a hero," she said.

Her tone was light and slow, and she looked at him with a smile and tenderness.

But at that moment, he felt that none of her smiles and gentleness reached the bottom of her eyes.

In the flash of light, he caught the most important of her words: "Have you ever liked Lao Tzu?"

Yan Ge nodded: "I want to try to like it, but I really like you when I like it, and I don't like it when I don't."

She looked at him without any guilt at the bottom of her eyes, but rather frankly: "Shi Yan, many things in this world are more important than the love between men and women. You are a man and you should know better than me."

Shi Yan didn't say anything. He stared at the song, glaring for a long time, and scolded "grass" in his mouth.