After becoming the personal model of the boss

He Xiancheng looked at Zhou Shang'an, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "No need."

Zhou Shang'an said: "I will return it to you."

He Xiancheng didn't speak, and after a while, he replied in a deep voice: "Yes."

Zhou Shangan was inexplicably relieved when he heard this, he nodded and sat down on the chair.

He Xiancheng sat down opposite Zhou Shangan, took the paper cup on the table, and poured water for Zhou Shangan.

The glass teapot is not heavy, but it still hurts when it is pressed on the wound.

Zhou Shangan was stunned for a moment, got up immediately, and took the paper cup from He Xiancheng's hand, "No...no need, I'll just do it myself."

He Xiancheng paused, raised his head and smiled at Zhou Shang'an.

Zhou An poured tea.

He Xiancheng pointed to the fruit on the table again, "There's nothing to eat, if you don't mind, just eat some fruit."

Zhou Shang'an was slightly taken aback.

The warmth of the hot tea passed through the wall of the cup to the palm of his hand, and Zhou Shang'an's eyes drooped slightly.

The two of them looked like hosts and guests at the moment, sitting stiffly, and didn't know what to say except some polite words.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Shangan said, "I'll spend two..."

He Xiancheng also said at the same time that you are there..."

The two looked at each other, and were stunned.

He Xiancheng smiled, and humbly said: "You talk first."

Zhou Shangan looked away, hesitated for a moment, and continued to say that I will go back in two days. "

He Xiansheng said: "Go back to the army?"

Zhou Shang'an replied: "En."

He Xiancheng lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes trembled slightly, "Has the time been set?"

Zhou Shangan went back again, that is, she would not come out again for a long time.

Zhou Shang'an said softly: "Wait...not yet, about time, two days..."

He paused, then said, "It won't be too late."

He Xiancheng nodded, he looked at Zhou Shangan.

Zhou Shang'an stared down at the water glass.

He Xiancheng suddenly said: "Then can I see you off?"

Zhou Shang'an's eyelashes trembled.

He suddenly felt the subtle atmosphere between the two, testing each other, cautiously, they didn't have thorns in the first place, but approached so cautiously.

After a while, Zhou Shang'an nodded and said, "En."

He Xiancheng smiled, a smile from the heart.

When sending Zhou Shangan away, He Xiancheng stood at the door of the hospital.

The army's car came to pick up Zhou Shang'an.

Although he didn't know why there was a special car to pick him up, Zhou Shangan saw He Xiancheng behind him, and the captain greeted He Xiancheng respectfully.

He probably understood what was going on.

When the captain comes back, do you still want to say hello to Zhou Shang'an? "

Zhou Shang'an was about to turn around and get into the car body when he heard the words.

The captain's tone sounded more like "you have to say hello to me" than asking for his opinion.

Zhou Shangan lowered his eyes, paused for a moment, and turned around.

He Xiancheng was standing by the steps of the hospital. He was still wearing a hospital gown with a black coat on top. His figure was tall and straight, but he looked a little lonely.Seeing Zhou Shangan turn around, He Xiancheng's eyes seemed to light up.

Zhou Shang'an looked at He Xiancheng, hesitated for a moment, and approached him.

He Xiancheng opened his mouth obviously emotionally, he wanted to get closer, but finally stopped.

Until Zhou Shang'an stopped in front of him, He Xiancheng said hoarsely: "Shang'an...be careful on the road."

Zhou Shangan lowered his eyes slightly, he nodded, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

He Xiancheng's appearance at the moment looked like a puppy that was about to be abandoned, with clear eyes and slightly trembling hands hanging by his side.

There are thousands of words, but in the end they can only be turned into three or two sentences, I wish you peace.

"Be careful on the road." He Xiancheng said again.

His voice trembled, and Zhou Shangan could hear it.

He raised his head, and for some unknown reason and emotion, Zhou Shangan suddenly stepped forward and hugged He Xiancheng.

Or, it cannot be said to be a complete hug, but just a light touch between the two.

Zhou Shangan immediately backed away.

But to He Xiansheng, this is already very precious.

He Xiancheng's eyes seemed to be red, and he looked at Zhou Shang'an fixedly.

When Zhou Shang looked up, he suddenly smiled.

He felt that He Xiancheng seemed to have come back to life, and for a moment, he joked, "Are you going to cry?"

He Xiancheng was stunned for a moment, and after hearing this, he followed Zhou Shangan and smiled.

He Xiancheng smiled slightly, his expression was gentle for a long time, the short hair on top of his head was shaking gently in the cold wind, He Xiancheng nodded, and replied: "Yes."

Zhou Anxin paused for a while, and suddenly he turned around in a panic.

He Xiancheng took a step forward and called him to stop, "Shang'an."

Zhou Shangan paused.

He didn't look back, he just waited, waiting for He Xiancheng to finish speaking.

"I'm here, always have been."

Zhou An Xin fell suddenly, and then ran towards the troop car without looking back.

He seemed to be running away, but also seemed to be nervous.

The confession in a certain sense made him feel at a loss and hesitated.

"Are you finished?" the captain asked.

Zhou Shang'an nodded, lifted his foot, and jumped into the carriage.

The car window was covered with a layer of film, and the scenery outside the window was a little hazy.

The black figure at the entrance of the hospital became smaller and smaller, and finally there was only a black dot left.

Zhou Shang'an still didn't turn around. He looked out the rear window and clenched the seat back tightly with his fingertips until his knuckles turned slightly white.On the way, He Zhouyi sat in the front row of the carriage, and he chose not to disturb Zhou Shangan.

Zhou Shangan suddenly stepped forward and called him, "Brother Zhou."

As soon as He Zhou heard the sound, he looked over and said with a smile, "Are you awake?"

Zhou Shangan took a nap just now.

When he got up, he saw the coat on his body, which belonged to He Zhouyi.

Zhou Shang'an was not asleep, and his consciousness was blurred, but he didn't notice anything.

He handed the coat to He Zhouyi, "Put it on, don't catch a cold."

He Zhouyi pointed to the air conditioner in the car, "I'm fine, I'm not cold."

Zhou Shangan didn't take back the hand holding the coat, but held it in front of He Zhou's eyes.

After a while, He Zhouyi smiled helplessly before taking the coat.

Zhou Shang'an didn't retreat, he still leaned over, leaning against He Zhouyi's armchair.

Zhou Shang'an lowered his eyes slightly, paused for a while, and suddenly said, "You were the one who put that letter..."

As soon as He Zhou heard the words, his movements stopped, he turned his head, looked at Zhou Shang'an, and didn't speak.

After Zhou Shang'an finished speaking, he didn't continue, he firmly grasped the back of a seat in Hezhou with his fingers.

After a while, Zhou Shangan stepped back and sat back in his seat.

He was wondering why He Zhouyi had He Xiancheng's letter.

And why did you give him that letter.

Zhou Shang'an thought about it. He was so tired that he tilted his head and leaned against the car window. This time he really fell asleep.

He Zhou turned around and looked at Zhou Shang'an who was half lying in the back row.

He took off his coat and covered Zhou Shang'an.

When his fingertips left, He Zhouyi lightly touched Zhou Shangan's face.

He can only do it when Zhou is asleep.

This is the only thing Hezhou can do.

Zhou Shangan returned to the army and started training not long after.

Here the winter wind blows stronger and more violently.

Zhou Shang'an had just finished training, rubbing his cheeks that were flushed from the cold, and walked to the dormitory.

When passing by the service hall, an uncle suddenly called him, "Hey! Come here."

Zhou Shangan heard the words and looked at the uncle. The uncle was a staff member of the service hall, he remembered.

Zhou Shangan walked over and asked doubtfully, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

The uncle turned around, fiddled with the cabinet behind him, and finally took out a stack of letters.

He handed it to Zhou Shang'an, "Here, it's all for you. In this place, it takes ten days or half a month to send things in."

The uncle smiled embarrassingly, "I didn't pay attention to the mailbox, I checked it today, ouch...how come there are so many, and they are all for you!"

Zhou Shangan was also taken aback when he heard the words. He accepted the letter suspiciously, then greeted the uncle, turned and left.

Zhou Shangan opened the envelope as he walked.

When he saw the handwriting, Zhou Shang felt relieved and paused.

It belongs to He Xianjing.

One and two letters... both are He Xiancheng.

"I've been discharged from the hospital and I'm going back."

The first letter contained only a few words, but the envelope was a bit thick. Zhou Shangan took out the items under the letter paper.

It's a few photos.

A photo of the place where He Xiansheng lives.

The one-story building is not very high, but it looks very spacious, with a white background and simple decorations painted on it, a decoration style unique to minorities.The next one is He Xiancheng, he is half squatting on the ground, only half of his profile can be seen, he is smiling, teasing the yellow dog in front of the room.

Zhou Shangan opened the next few letters.

There were not too many words, and there was nothing Zhou Shangan was afraid of seeing.

What he was afraid of was that after a long time, He Xiancheng's sudden ferocious love would attack him.

but no.

The letter He Xiansheng sent him was more like sharing his daily life.

There are photos with tourists, photos of cooking, and photos of him and Dashan...

It was very everyday and plain, enough for Zhou Shangan to look at and couldn't help smiling.

Since then, Zhou Shang'an has received a letter from He Xiancheng every day.

The staff in the service hall knew him. As soon as Zhou Shangan passed by there, he stopped him. At first, he handed him the letter, and after a while, he began to tease him.

"Where is this girl from?"

"What about sending you letters every day?"

"When are you going to get married?"

Zhou Shang'an has heard even more outrageous things.

He just smiled slightly, waved at them, and left in a hurry after receiving the letter.

He would open the letter on the way back from training.

Without Zhou Shang'an noticing, He Xiancheng's letter has become his daily necessities.

Until one day, the letter suddenly broke.

It has become a habit for Zhou Shangan to take the service hall route.

This is not the only way for him to go back.

This seemed to have become his habit. On the way to training, he passed the service hall and received a letter from He Xiansheng.

The smooth and delicate touch of the paper, and the faint scent of ink, he is used to watching He Xiancheng's daily life on the way back, which is plain but satisfying enough.

No one was waiting for him at the gate of the service hall.

Zhou Shangan froze for a moment, walked in, hesitated for a while, and asked tentatively, "Hi... May I ask that..."

When one of the staff saw him, he seemed to think of something instantly and smiled, "I don't believe it today!"

Zhou Shang'an frowned puzzled, as if he was not used to it, "Why not?"

The staff laughed and said, "If you ask me, we don't know either!"

After a pause, she joked again: "Shouldn't you ask your family about this?"

Zhou Shangan seemed to have come to his senses, and hurried out of the service hall.

He rubbed his red cheeks, which were a little hot.

Zhou Shang An lowered his gaze, and walked back with a dazed expression.

Beside the bed, he opened the drawer and took out a stack of envelopes.

The envelopes in his hand were neatly folded.

336 letters.

11 months.

He Xiansheng never stopped.

Zhou Shang'an gently stroked the envelope with his fingertips.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "Brother..."

"How could you...disappear when I'm used to it