Mr. Gong

"Okay." Mr. Officer closed the textbook.

"This class ends here, get out of class."

The students under the podium are very happy, and it's not too much to say that get out of class is over early.

"Hey, hey, do you think the tutor is with that..."

"I guess it's the same... Then no one usually communicates with everyone, and walks alone."

Mr. Gong looked up at the strange classmates who were discussing him in the distance. This class is a big class. If the lecturer was not a military officer, he would not have chosen it.

After tidying up his things, Mr. Gong got up and was about to leave the classroom, but found that someone stopped him.

"Student, do you have time? I would like to treat you to lunch."

Mr. Gong looked at the strange female in front of him, blushing and staring at himself.

"Sorry, I have an appointment."

"Oh, then..."

"I go first."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Gong didn't give the strange female a chance to speak, and took his own things and walked away.

He kicked the pebbles on the grass irritably. Since the welcome meeting for freshmen was over that day, Mr. Officer didn't come to him any more.

Although the other party no longer treats me coldly like when they met for the first time, but instead looks at him from a distance with tenderness and restraint.

What is the opponent restraining?If you look closely at his eyes, it can even be regarded as depression.

Sometimes because I miss the other party too much, I will weave those misses into love letters and put them in the paper folder, and I will put the folder with the love letter on the excuse that I have to hand in my homework.

I don't know if that person has opened and read those love letters. Deep in each letter, there are love words that he most wants to tell the other party.

Really, why am I...Mr. Gong couldn't help crying when he thought of Mr. Officer's eyes that were so gentle that he wanted to cry.

Is there something unspeakable about the other party? Perhaps, although the two cannot get close, Mr. Gong can still feel that the other party still loves him.

He wiped away his tears and walked towards the convenience store in silence...

'Baby I'm sorry.Now I can't go forward to hug you, because I don't know if I will survive in the next few years...'

Seeing Mr. Gong's lonely and lonely back leaving silently like this, Mr. Officer felt very heartbroken.

I originally planned to propose to the other party within half a year after graduation, but received a notice from the school the day after the welcome party for freshmen, saying that he had been recommended to Unit 951.

After graduation, they will directly participate in the high-intensity operations of the army to ensure that they can fully prepare for the next Star Wars.

Unit 951...that's where Dad and Dad first met.

There they met, fell in love, and finally got married together.

In the second year of the wedding, my father gave birth to me. When I was two years old, my father saw the serious situation of the battle and realized that it could not continue like this, so he took the initiative to apply to the team to join the battle with his teammates on the front line.

It didn't take long for the father who took care of himself at home to receive bad news-the father disappeared, and no one could find him.

During those days, Mr. Little Military Officer saw that his father, who used to be smiling all over his face, became silent. At night, he would take out a group photo of the family, touching his father's face in the photo and weeping silently.

Since then, Mr. Little Military Officer has never seen his father laugh again, and there has been no laughter at home since then. Even talking to each other, Mr. Little Military Officer is very careful.

This kind of life lasted for about half a year, and the army finally brought the news—it turned out that my father was taken hostage by the enemy.

Dad collapsed on the spot when he heard the news, couldn't bear it, and passed out... because he couldn't imagine what kind of inhumane treatment the other party had suffered in order to do a good job of keeping secrets in the past six months torture.

After my father woke up, he explained some things to himself and then did the same thing as his father—recommended himself to the army and participated in the rescue operation.

Later on, although the top-secret files had been safely returned to the hands of the state, my father and father would never come back again.

They have become the dazzling little stars in the sky, guarding themselves forever in the sky.

This truth was understood by Mr. Little Military Officer when he passed his 3rd birthday alone.

He doesn't want such a thing to happen to him again, even if it does, please let me bear the consequences alone.

For a well-behaved and sensible child like the little guy, perhaps it is the most correct to find someone who grew up in the same comfortable and simple living environment as the other person.

The military officer quickly scanned the emergency notification sent from the optical brain, he turned his head and finally looked at the direction Mr. Gong just left, and finally made up his mind and strode away in the opposite direction... .

As if in response, Mr. Gong stopped in his tracks, and looked back at the place where there was no one behind him.

I don't know why...Mr. Gong covered his aching heart with his hands while weeping. He vaguely felt that he would lose something very important to him in the near future.

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If the next chapter directly transitions to the routine of raising cubs in the mainline world, the wife will be beaten =3=

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