The mystery husband is a little bad

After Zhong Jiaqi hung up the phone, she leaned against the window and didn't want to talk much.

Fu Zhongting didn't speak any more until the car drove to the military area. Fu Zhongting said, "this time, I've put down the pressure for a while. When I go back, I'll go on a secret mission. Do you know?"

Hearing this, Zhong Jiaqi looked up at him and said, "secret mission?" Of course, she knows that this is an excuse for him to help her round the lie. But now, she can't help chuckling, "thank you for your kindness, but I'm going home soon. In fact, there's no difference between punishment and punishment."

"Is there no difference? Are you going to take a disciplinary decision to leave here, so that you can leave with a stain at the end of your successful career? "

Zhong Jiaqi was silent. Fu Zhongting thought that she was listening. It's not easy for anyone to come here. He didn't want her to leave with such a stain. It's selfish, but even if it's a little selfish within his authority.

However, Zhong Jiaqi suddenly raised her head and said to him, "you misunderstood me. I've never come here for any great achievements. Today, I leave because I know that I've lost everything. So if I don't punish me, I won't care."

She did her best, but in return, she recognized.

Park the car in Fu Zhongting's special parking space, Zhong Jiaqi sits in the back seat, his body is straight, his hands are on his knees, and he is silent for a while, then he says, "I'm going, please ask the leader for approval."

Then she opened the door and got out of the car.

Fu Zhongting frowned and held the steering wheel tightly, but there was no movement on his face.

He went back to the office, hesitated, and signed his name on the application.

The head came in to look for him, just saw this application, yo a: "I just want to tell you this, well, you've approved, that's good."

Fu Zhongting looked up at him: "what's the problem?"

"It's no problem. I just think it's not easy for a little girl. After so many years of gritting her teeth and sticking to it, I still haven't given you this big stone to Wu hot. Hey, I don't want to delay others. But I still want to talk about you. Xiaozhong is not very good. Why don't you look at others straight?"

Hearing this, Fu Zhongting still frowned: "I can be her father."

"No, it's just a teenager." The commissar looked at him, and he said with a smile, "and you don't look old. You look like 356."

Fu Zhongting's eyebrows can kill mosquitoes.

It's the same age as Fu Zhongting, but her daughter is in primary school, so it's hard to avoid nagging: "it's not a matter for you to keep going like this. You have to plan for yourself. You can't really contribute to the barracks in your life."

"It's my business. I know it."

"You can count on it. Ah, you don't want to listen to it if you talk too much. It's all approved. This time you leave without permission will not be investigated. I'll go through the formalities first."

After three days, Zhong Jiaqi received a message that the formalities had been completed and she could just go home.

So we had a farewell party for her.

After years of love and years of fighting together, they have already become a family with compatible blood.

Zhong Jiaqi holds her comrades in arms. They all cry together.

Zhong Jiaqi has drunk a lot of beer. She is always reluctant to give up. Thinking of leaving soon, she can't control the sad mood of turning over the river, and can't cry by herself.

At last, everyone was drunk.

She was not much better, but looking at the lonely light that was still on in the dormitory building not far away, she finally left with two bottles of beer.

Fu Zhongting is very busy today. It's already midnight when he can sit down and have a rest after taking a bath. Such a life for him is an ordinary day that can't be another ordinary day, or even a happy day.

He sat on the sofa and rested for a while. He let go of his mood. But he remembered that tomorrow, the girl would leave.

Just in the middle of thinking, there was a knock on the door.

Looking at the wall, it's always so late. Someone else is coming? He went to open the door, wondering. There was a thin figure standing against the wall. The door opened, and the bright light in the room hit her. She looked up, and Fu Zhongting saw that face was crimson, and the smell of wine.

He frowned. "It's so late. Why are you here? "

"I came to you for a drink." Zhong Jiaqi raised two cans of beer in her hand, and gave one to Fu Zhongting. Then she took another and pushed the door in.

Fu Zhongting didn't want to let her in, but she was so shaky that he had to bring her to the door first.

"I told you not to drink any more?" On the way back, Fu Zhongting had warned her not to go out to drink alone.Zhong Jiaqi nodded, "I'm not drinking alone. I'll come to you for a drink."

"I don't drink." Fu Zhongting has always been strict with himself and does not drink anything. This is the principle of his life and will never be changed easily.

Zhong Jiaqi has obviously drunk a lot. Her face is red. After hearing Fu Zhongting's words, she is not upset. She just said, "if you don't drink, I will."

Then he opened the beer can and took a big sip.

Fu Zhongting's expression immediately became serious again, but now she can't listen to her when she's talking with her. So he had to say with a cold face, "if you're drunk, you can go back if you have enough hair."

"No, I'm not here to get drunk." Zhong Jiaqi suddenly looked at him seriously and said.

Fu Zhongting frowned: "then what do you want to do?"

"What to do, what to do." Obviously, Zhong Jiaqi didn't know what she was here for. After thinking for a long time, she suddenly realized, "ah, I'm here to say something else, right, goodbye."

Fu Zhongting stopped his work, Zhong Jiaqi raised her head and said to him with dim and serious eyes: "I'll say something else, I promise you, after tomorrow, you won't see me. Ha ha, don't worry, I won't pester you again, but do you know? I really love you. I have loved you for so many years. "

Fu Zhongting stood with his back against the wall, while Zhong Jiaqi was leaning against him. This was the gesture she had thought for countless times. Unexpectedly, today, she did what she wanted. It was very good.

"The last time, let me finish. I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future," she said

Her fingers, grasp his cape, Fu Zhongting as always silent, Zhong Jiaqi can't help crying, so many years of grievances, so many years of waiting, so many years of painstaking pursuit, finally, is it going to end?