Xiaobing Fang Heng

In fact, not only Yang Yi is thinking about how to re-plan for his future, Fang Heng is also the same.

Fang Heng was very sleepy, tossing and turning, sighing, extremely exhausted but still unable to sleep, his head was confused, thinking over and over again, but he didn't know what he did wrong anyway, so wrong that he would be transferred from the company.

Hearing the opening of the door at the end of the corridor, Fang Heng sat up straight away, hurriedly got out of bed and ran to the door to take a look, just in time to see the back of Yang Yi after he came out of the company commander's office.

He bit his lower lip and thought for a while, then leaned against the wall and waited. Sure enough, after a while, Yang Yi walked towards the washroom with a washbasin in his hand.

"Platoon leader..."

A faint voice came from behind, Yang Yi, who was immersed in his own thoughts and had no other distractions, softened his feet and turned his head in horror.

Fang Heng stood alone behind him, his big eyes lifeless, dark as if swallowing all the light in the small space, if it wasn't for his hands pinching together nervously and doing small habitual movements, Yang Yi would almost have thought I saw something unclean.

Yang Yi settled down, woke up his throat, and looked at him silently.

"That..." Fang Heng bit his lower lip and looked at him timidly, "You said you would talk to me..."

Yang Yi nodded and turned around, guilty of not daring to look at Fang Heng's face.

"I just saw you come out..."

"Yeah." Yang Yi nodded, his slightly restrained eyes fell on the basin filled with water, and his eyes flickered with the sparkling water surface.

"Can't sleep in bed."

"Ah."

"I saw you coming out to take a shower again."

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows, "You mean now?"

"I can wait for you to finish washing." Having said that, Fang Heng bowed his head and took two steps back, standing at the door, waiting silently.

Yang Yi was suddenly irritated by Fang Heng's pitiful appearance.

After working hard outside for three days, suffering from extreme lack of sleep, his body was dirty and sticky, and he was caught and interrogated by the company commander when he came back. Every word he said made him exceed the bottom line that he could bear in this life. Now Fang Heng posted again to ask Dong Dong Ask West.

Clay figurines are all three-point fire, let alone him, the flame in his heart is burning more and more in the line of sight beside him, and he almost wants to scold him back uncontrollably.

I beg them to give themselves a little space, think about it, and get a good night's sleep. Is there anything I can't talk about tomorrow?

Yang Yi twisted the towel vigorously, and couldn't help but glared at Fang Heng amidst the sound of rushing water.

Fang Heng was a little overwhelmed by this expression, and suddenly felt that it was really not good to ask questions in the middle of the night at this time, but he couldn't sleep, and it was impossible for him to fall asleep when he heard those words suddenly.

He doesn't ask much, it's just a reason, at least he can think about what kind of attitude he will use when he meets the company commander tomorrow.

The most important thing is that he can't find his fault at all. Maybe his training performance is not very good, and his cultural knowledge is not the top one, but he has worked hard to adapt to the current environment and made himself a member of the seventh company. A member, and has always believed that he is a member of Qilian.

However, now his company commander told his platoon leader that he was no longer wanted. He couldn't agree with such a complete denial, and was even completely hurt.

Without that reason, he was dissatisfied, unwilling, even angry to the point of disappointment.

He didn't want to be disappointed with the seventh company, he didn't want to be disappointed with the company commander, he liked everything here so much that he was proud of it.

This is the pride he finally found, that pride, and even wanted to show off and share it with his platoon leader, but now he got such a result.

He really can't accept it.

Yang Yi never thought that one day he would make Fang Heng so sad. Under his silent gaze, those beautiful eyes that always attracted his attention were wide open, and then gradually condensed tears, blinded by tears. A thin layer of water film on it, when the tears can no longer bear it, slips down quietly.

Silent, silent, with tears.

So innocent, full of sorrow, but so bright that he couldn't look directly at it.

Yang Yi almost avoided looking away, unable to look anymore, his heart seemed to be pierced by something sharp, starting from a slight pain, repeatedly pierced in one place, getting deeper and deeper. pain.

Finally, Yang Yi could no longer bear such a sense of guilt, and made deep fingerprints with his hand pinched on the edge of the basin. Looking at his distorted reflection in the shaking water, he used all his courage to speak, "This is My fault, it's all, I like you, you understand? Different meanings of liking..."

Fang Heng blinked, and the tears that were full were squeezed out. It took him a long time to understand the meaning of this sentence and the meaning behind it. As the truth emerged, his eyes gradually became surprised.

"That's what you heard." Yang Yi took a deep breath, turned to look at him, "You are not wrong, it's just that you are unlucky to be liked by a man."

"..." Fang Heng's lips trembled, he didn't know what to say, maybe condemnation, maybe comfort, maybe something else, the truth was so unexpected that he was so shocked that he couldn't even do what he should have said. reaction.

Yang Yi let go of the hand holding the basin, and he could even feel the pain from the indentation on his hand. He stood up, looked at Fang Heng, and solemnly promised with a correct posture, "So I will handle this matter." Solve it, you will stay here and never leave because of my mistake."

Under the calm gaze of those dark eyes, Fang Heng's face suddenly burned up, and his eyes flickered to look elsewhere, avoiding Yang Yi's gaze.

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes and watched Fang Heng's reaction. When those eyes escaped, the last bit of strength left in his body was finally completely pulled away, and he said in a tired and hoarse voice, "Go back and rest." He thought he was very funny. What are you looking forward to?Looking forward to the confession, can the child respond to himself?This is impossible……

Fang Heng nodded, turned around and wanted to leave, but was caught by Yang Yi's gaze, unable to move an inch, he raised his head in confusion, looked at the other party, and looked at each other, "Why? Is it because of that? If it is true, I..."

Yang Yi interrupted him, pursed his lips and smiled softly, "Don't think too much, this is my problem."

"No." That's not the case. Fang Heng was anxious and didn't know what to say. He knew that this matter was definitely not Yang Yi's problem alone. In a word, what is it?what exactly is it?

Yang Yi stepped forward to hold Fang Heng's shoulders, and clearly felt the tight skin under his palms. In order to maintain the little self-esteem left in his heart, the smile on the corner of Yang Yi's mouth was a little more intense, and the gentleness reminded Fang Heng of When I saw this person for the first time, I also smiled like this, kindly like a breeze, without any aggressiveness.

Fang Heng's body was twisted, and then pushed out gently, a low and hoarse voice came from behind, "Please, go back." Fang Heng bit his lower lip, took steps, and the voice with water vapor let him He dared not look back.

It was very quiet behind him, so quiet that there was not even a sound of breathing, and the sound of light footsteps covered everything, until he walked to the door of his dormitory, and finally looked back, but suddenly felt distressed.

The man stood at the door and watched him. His face was blurred under the dim light, but his eyes were full of nostalgia. Then he turned around and disappeared.

Fang Heng suddenly understood what he meant, and he decided to cut everything from today.

So, are you distressed?

Is he no longer the only one in the eyes of the platoon leader, no longer the person who can act coquettishly and share joy?

The intimacy disappears, the intimacy is gone, it's just ordinary.

After falling asleep, Fang Heng still had no dreams, and the sky outside the window was already bright between closing and opening his eyes.

He sat silently on the bed and looked at the flowers painted by the rain on the glass window, transparent, broken, blossoming.

For the first time, I found that I was really a heartless person, and I could still sleep peacefully in such sadness and hesitation.

In fact... How could it be impossible to see that the platoon leader likes me, pampers him like that, hugs him like that, and his gaze clearly reveals everything. Only when he knows, can he wantonly win the attention of the platoon leader and be a rascal The sticky platoon leader, how is it possible?have no idea?

But now, everything is messed up. Before he understands everything, everyone has found their position. The company commander stands on a high place and cuts off all the strands one step ahead of time. Yang Yi pulls away from himself. The Galactic world has clear barriers, but what about yourself?There is no way to agree, no way to disagree, and no way to sort out the messy threads in my head.

For the next day, the company commander did not come to look for him, and Yang Yi did not know where to go. Fang Heng frequently wandered between his bedroom and Yue Zitong's bedroom. His eyes fell on the end of the corridor, but he didn't have the guts to go there. , just looking forward to an unexpected encounter.

But the platoon leader who always appeared in front of him for no reason on weekdays never appeared again, just like the last glance last night, resolutely blocked any thoughts that might make the two of them meet.

The next day's vacation was still the same. Fang Heng gradually began to look forward to tomorrow's morning class. In any case, he wanted to see Yang Yi. Even if he didn't have eye contact, it was the relationship between the platoon leader and the soldiers. He still wanted to see. See if those tender and affectionate eyes will ignore you, or if the flame will be born again at the moment of sight contact, even if there is nothing, at least let the heart hanging on your throat return to its original place.

However, when he gathered in the morning, looking at the empty seat that was missing in the complete team, he suddenly panicked.

He suddenly understood what he forgot, if he didn't leave?Who is leaving?

After the morning exercises, Fang Heng grabbed Yue Zitong and asked in a panic, "Where's the platoon leader? Do you know where the platoon leader is?"

Yue Zitong's wrist hurt from being scratched, and he looked at him inexplicably, "There must be something wrong, why do you want him?"

"Is there something? What's the matter?" Fang Heng asked eagerly.

Yue Zitong shrugged, "How do I know?"

Fang Heng woke up and looked at him eagerly, "Are you sure you have to go to work? Are you going to be transferred or something?"

Yue Zitong laughed, "The company commander is the first and the platoon leader is the second. The transfer of the platoon leader is such a big deal..." After a pause, he suddenly realized, "What? What did you hear? You want to change the platoon leader? Damn! I didn't know such a big thing."

Fang Heng was stunned by Yue Zitong's questioning, and smiled mischievously, "That's what I said."

"No way?" Yue Zitong looked at him winkingly, "There must be some kind of letter, otherwise you would ask this?" Then, he set up an awning to look at the east, and nodded happily, "The place where the sun comes out is right. "

Fang Heng pursed his lips. He didn't think the joke was funny at all, but he didn't want to ask any more, so he could only bow his head and walk out.

Yue Zitong caught up with the smiling one, "But speaking of the latest news, how about I give you an update?"

Fang Heng looked at him with some interest.

Yue Zitong didn't take it seriously, and said to himself, "I heard that the special forces will come to our reconnaissance battalion to select soldiers in a week, and some materials have already been handed in. I don't know how many people will be selected later."

"Oh." Fang Heng replied not very interested.

"What? Feel boring?"

"Fortunately."

Yue Zitong bit his lip and thought for a while, "Then let me tell you something again, do you still remember Wei Yayang? It's impotence."

"Huh?" Fang Heng turned to look at him, a little surprised that he would hear the name again.

"I just found out that Wei Yayang joined the special forces two months ago as a special sports recruit."

"Eh!?"

Yue Zitong rubbed his chin, somewhat upset, "Anyway, the Special Forces picked him away when they first selected recruits, saying that he had practiced sports for nearly 10 years, with good physical fitness, plus the recruit competition If you take the first place, you will be selected.”

"Sure?"

"No vacation for the first two days? 100% true."

Fang Heng pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded, indicating that he understood.

Yue Zitong sighed when he saw that Fang Heng continued to walk with his head sullen.

Does he not know what happened to Fang Heng?I don't know what happened to the platoon leader?But if the platoon leader is really going to be transferred, he actually knows that he won't feel comfortable either.

No matter what, they have been together with the platoon leader for half a year. When recruits join the company, they may see their teeth itching on weekdays, but if they really separate and never see anyone again, how many people will really laugh so heartlessly? come out?

Yang Yi returned to the army four days later. For this flood relief operation, he accompanied Lei Lian to the division to report on his work as a grassroots officer. They were all in Jiangjin, so he could go back and forth that day, but he also needed some time to organize himself , so I chose to spend the night in the teacher's guest house.

In fact, no matter how much he thought about it and how much psychological construction he gave, the moment he saw Fang Heng, he was still dazed.

Fang Heng just came out of the dormitory door at that time, his eyes were black and white, and his eyes were wide open, with a bit of surprise and surprise. Yang Yi was relieved to see that the arc of the child's mouth was a sign of welcome, not Anticipated disgust and rejection.

So, Yang Yi smiled and rolled his eyes, rolled out the two dimples at the corners of his mouth, nodded slightly, turned and left in relief.

He was already very satisfied with the result, and felt at ease even if he left.