She is soft on my heart

Chapter 172 I Want Her To Live Well
Rescuers and volunteers were busy, and they didn't start eating lunch until the residents had made arrangements.

Song Yangwei specially pulled a few team members over to Li Xingchen's table, and asked with a smile: "Do you mind if we come over and eat together?"

The people sitting here are all volunteers, that is, teachers who support education. Of course, they don't mind seeing them coming. I express my condolences to them for their hard work and let them sit quickly.

As soon as Li Xingchen raised her eyes, she caught Song Yangwei's gaze. She didn't think much of it, and smiled at him in response.

Little did he know that Song Yangwei's heart danced in an instant: Oh, the goddess smiles so beautifully.

Xiao Song was very excited, and sat down opposite Li Xingchen.

An Huai, who was sitting next to Li Xingchen, looked at him sensitively.

Yang Lang suspected that he was trying to kill him, and he already had the evidence. Jiang Cong probably didn't hear what he said in the medical area. The child didn't cherish the luck of God's blessing, and he was chasing to hit the gun.

Out of the vice-captain's duty of protection, Yang Lang sat next to Xiao Song, controlling his words and deeds if necessary, lest he make himself too miserable.

Fortunately, Song Yangwei had the self-knowledge that he was not yet familiar with the goddess, so he didn't initiate a conversation.

Everyone is eating their own meals and talking occasionally.

Li Xing lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes were fine and slightly curled up. She stirred the rice with chopsticks, thinking about something in her heart. After a while, she raised her head and asked Yang Lang, who was sitting diagonally across from her: "His arm is already injured. ?"

Dr. Qiao said that his injury has not healed yet.

These days, they are all busy with rescue work, day and night, don't have much rest, basically don't see each other and have no communication, and everyone doesn't know their previous relationship.

So even though Li Xingchen was looking at Yang Lang, Song Yangwei felt that she was asking them, so he took the initiative to answer quickly: "Yes, our captain hurt his arm when he was on a mission not long ago."

Li Xingshen turned his gaze to Song Yangwei.

Song Yangwei not only spoke quickly, but also talked a lot. Yang Lang didn't have time to stop him, the guy chattered and said, "The boss was actually seriously injured this time, and the bureau even gave him a week off to recuperate, but the night of the earthquake... ..."

"Hmm..." Yang Lang gave up a vegetable in his lunch box and gave it to Song Yangwei, "Don't talk while eating."

Song Yangwei thanked him for the green vegetables, and then continued under Li Xingchen's gaze: "As a result, when we received instructions to assemble the team and set off on the night of the earthquake, the leader came back suddenly and wanted to lead the team to support. "

"Wei Bureau was also thinking that his injury was not healed, so he was not notified of this rescue mission and let Team Yang lead it. However, our captain is also a muscle, and he has to come life and death, and he was injured again, alas. "

Thinking back now, Song Yangwei found that on the way to this mission, the captain seemed to have been in a state of high tension, his brows were never loosened, and he was distracted several times, listening to what he said do not go in.

Yang Lang on the side rubbed his forehead: "..."

Let him finish what should be said and what should not be said.

An Huaiqing listened with admiration from the bottom of her heart, "Captain Jiang is really conscientious..."

Li Xingchen, however, listened to this in silence, pursed his lips and said nothing, and there was a gleam of light in his lowered and slightly changed eyes.

Song Yangwei spoke attentively, and the rest of the people either listened carefully or ate seriously, and no one paid attention to Jiang Cong who was approaching.

Song Yangwei even wanted to talk about their captain's past deeds, when suddenly, a certain tendon's voice came from diagonally behind: "You just opened your mouth?"

As soon as Song Yangwei turned his head, he saw Jiang Cong with a white bandage around his neck, a lunch box in one hand, and deep eyes.

"...", he laughed dryly, "No, no."

Then Xiao Song put his head down to eat, and as soon as he picked it up in his mouth, the stool was kicked off, and Jiang Cong Shen Ci's voice was a bit cold: "Go to the side."

Song Yangwei was very guilty. He knew that the captain didn't like everyone discussing him, so he changed positions without thinking.

Jiang picked up the stool from his feet and sat down opposite Li Xingchen.

Li Xing lowered his head, Jiang Cong looked at her black hair, frowned slightly, and said in a flat voice, "Don't listen to his nonsense, it's not that serious."

Li Xingchen looked up at him, but didn't respond.

No one spoke after that.

An Huaiqing observed silently, and a seed of doubt was planted in his heart.

-

At the beginning of January, the order in the quake-hit area had been basically restored, the lives of the residents had been properly resettled, and the local area had shifted from the stage of emergency rescue to the stage of post-disaster recovery and reconstruction.

There were two buses parked at the gate of the school. The driver was helping to store luggage. The teachers got on the bus one after another. Only Li Xingshen did not get on. She stood motionless, her little face was a little red from the cold, looking in one direction and waiting.

After putting all the luggage on hold, the driver closed the luggage compartment door with a bang, and said to her, "Go up, we're leaving."

An Huaiqing also opened the window and poked out half of her head, urging her: "Xingchen is gone, what are you doing?"

In the end, he didn't wait, Li Xingchen looked away, stood there with his eyes downcast for a moment, turned around and got into the car.

The engine started, and the bus slowly drove up the rugged and winding mountain road. The scenery of mountains and trees outside the window receded and drifted away.

Li Xing leaned heavily in the seat, his whole body was depressed and out of state, his mind was wandering, as if shrouded in dark clouds.

She was caught off guard by the sudden reunion with Jiang Cong, and she was so hasty. At the beginning, she didn't have a chance to say goodbye to him for a long time, and she didn't have a chance to say goodbye to him at the end.

Even now Li Xingchen still can't believe it, and he's not ready, he feels like he's dreaming.

After this time, will they meet again?

Li Xing asked himself deeply in his heart.

……

The teaching support staff were shortly notified to leave, and many of them didn't pack their luggage properly, and they didn't give any further instructions to the students they had brought with them for more than a year.

At that time, Jiang Cong was leading a team to perform the task of repairing the communication base station cables and other infrastructure. When he came back and got the news and rushed to the school gate, he didn't know how long the bus had been gone.

He stood where Li Xingchen was waiting for him, looked towards the direction of the intersection, stood still for a long time, his chest was congested, and it hurt a little bit, which couldn't be described as what it felt like.

Yang Lang came from behind, sighed, and patted his shoulder, "Brother Cong, what are you thinking?"

For so many years, no one knows Jiang Cong's struggle better than him. He trapped himself in a cage, and his feelings for Li Xingchen, day after day, year after year.

He didn't understand, anyway, wouldn't it be a good thing for the two to meet again?

There were complex emotions in Jiang Cong's eyes, deep and obscure, his throat rolled slightly, and he answered Yang Lang's question after a long time, and said in a low voice, "I want her to live well."

The setting sun dyed the mountains and plains red, and the tall black figure was a bit unspeakably lonely.

……

Shencheng is in the south, and it is still far away from the supporting education area. The group took a bus to transit, then took the high-speed rail, and arrived at the Shencheng high-speed rail station around noon the next day.

Li Xing Shen was guaranteed graduate studies in her fourth year of college, and stayed at Shencheng University for her master's and doctoral studies. At that time, An Huaiqing had already graduated and was looking for a job. They are locals, but they don't want to live at home and listen to nagging, so the two rented a house together outside.

After leaving the high-speed rail station and saying goodbye to other teachers, the two took a taxi.

Tired from the journey, he didn't sleep well on the high-speed train, An Huaiqing leaned against the window and couldn't keep his eyelids open, and Li Xingchen didn't sleep at all last night.

Coming back suddenly, looking at the wide road and high-rise buildings, An Huaiqing felt a little sleepy gradually, so she yawned and asked casually, "Is there something wrong with Captain Jiang?" relationship?"

She just asked speculatively, but she didn't expect Li Xingchen to confess directly: "First love."

An Huaiqing: "...?!"

This is simply more effective than chicken blood, An Huai is full of energy.

"I'll go..." An Huaiqing's mouth and eyes were wide open, and she was shocked for a long time before she found her voice: "Then you are...?"

"The current situation is..." Li Xing leaned back against the car seat and turned her head. There was no sleepiness in her eyes, but clear and firm eyes, "I want to chase him back."

An Huaiqing: "..."

Li Xing thought about it all night.

If possible, why not turn passive waiting into active fighting.

Anyway, she wasn't content with it.

As long as you want to see, you can see again.

(End of this chapter)