After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

Chapter 60: Don’t blame your elder brother for pinching your rotten peach blossoms, you look like you want to beat someone up.
"Brother Xin."

Song Lingxiao stopped laughing and doted on her sister because of her strength: "No matter what others think, I will pamper you. You will always be my, Song Lingxiao, only sister."

"Hehe, big brother is so nice."

Song Lingyan leaned forward and rubbed her eldest brother's shoulder affectionately, trying to please her: "A sister with an eldest brother is a treasure."

"Ha, let's talk about it now, brother."

Song Lingxiao smiled and tickled her: "Don't you blame me for pinching your peach blossoms and looking like you want to beat someone up?"

"Brother pinches it well."

Song Lingyan changed her mind decisively: "If my eldest brother hadn't checked for me, I wouldn't have been able to devote myself to training, fulfill my father's dream, inherit his will, and become the best special forces soldier."

"Speaking of which, it's all my fault."

Song Lingxiao's eyes suddenly darkened, and she felt deep self-blame: "If my eldest brother hadn't insisted on going his own way, not wanting to go to the military academy, and insisting on starting his own business, you wouldn't have had to suffer so much and join the army on my eldest brother's behalf."

"I don't feel bitter."

Song Lingyan smiled empathetically and comforted him in turn: "The days of training in the military camp were the happiest time in my previous life. For me, I would rather run five kilometers with weights than study textbooks in class."

"It's okay if you don't like studying so much."

Song Lingxiao suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled leisurely: "When you are 17 again, don't you have to go through the college entrance examination again?"

"Ah, stop talking, let me faint for a while."

Song Lingyan's face fell, and she fell back wailing.

"Hahaha."

Song Lingxiao quickly caught her with quick eyes and hands, and looked at her little sister playing tricks, smiling very happily.

~

A jet black commercial vehicle drove into the athletes' village and parked directly in front of the dormitory building where the Binhai Shooting Team stayed.

"Yanyan, brother will go to Binhai tomorrow to find a suitable opportunity to hand over the USB flash drive to the police."

Song Lingxiao stopped the car, gently rubbed the steering wheel with her fingers, and asked hesitantly: "Do you want to go back with eldest brother to visit the hospital?"

"No."

Song Lingyan thought about Xu Shaoxiong being watched by the police, and shook his head sadly: "After the championship game is over, we will prepare for the World Championships. The national team will be training in Xning, so I won't go back."

"fair enough."

Song Lingxiao was obviously relieved: "You don't have to travel back and forth. You can also rest for a few days while there is no competition."

"Ah."

Song Lingyan smiled and waved, opened the door and got out of the car.

Song Lingxiao watched her sister enter the dormitory building, and then drove away with peace of mind.

~

Song Lingyan returned to her dormitory and lay down on the bed tiredly.

Although the body is very tired, the nerves in the brain are still in a state of excitement, and I can't fall asleep even if I close my eyes.

After lying down for a while, she simply rolled off the bed, went to the bathroom to take a shower, returned to the dormitory, and leaned against the bedside to scroll through her phone.

There are a lot of messages on the phone, and some of them have not been responded to for a long time. The message in the upper right corner of the WeChat prompt shows 99+.

She first found Xu Shaoxiong's dialog box, which was as empty as before.

He didn't answer her call, and didn't even give her a basic explanation.

This bastard!

She wouldn't even tell a white lie. She must have owed him something in her previous life to be tortured by him in this life.

[Remember, you promised me not to fight or get hurt. When I go back, I will know that you have been injured again, hum...]

She was upset and deliberately pretended not to know anything and sent him a message.

After thinking about it, I added an emoticon of Wen Xiaomiao pinching her waist and pouting arrogantly.

I didn't expect to receive a reply.

Unexpectedly, in less than a second, the word "um" popped up in the dialog box.

Song Lingyan's breathing stopped suddenly, and her heartbeat skipped a beat.

After a few seconds of silence, she tentatively sent him another message.

[Why are you free to reply to my message today?] The dialog box was as quiet as a chicken.

Until she finished scrolling through all the boring messages, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, fell into a deep sleep, and didn't wait for his reply.

~

Binhai, No.1 Civil Hospital.

Xu Shaoxiong was pushed back to the ward after the operation. After anesthesia, he gradually regained consciousness.

After being rescued, Huang Mao and the girl who delivered the wine took statements at the police station, came to the hospital, and knelt directly in front of the hospital bed.

"Brother Xiong, you saved the lives of Xiaoliu and Xiaoxiao. You are Xiaoliu's reborn parents. From now on, Xiaoliu will not listen to anyone but you. He will follow Brother Xiong all his life. He will be a mess. No matter what."

"Get up, what are you talking about?"

Xu Shaoxiong coughed a few times weakly and signaled him to get up: "We are not in a feudal society now, so I don't want to kneel down."

"Brother Xiong, drink some water."

Lin Xiaoxiao, the girl who delivered the wine, saw him coughing and picked up a glass of hot water from the bedside table with a wink, put a straw in it and handed it to his mouth.

Xu Shaoxiong lay on the bed, holding the straw in his mouth with his head sideways, sipping his saliva and moistening his throat.

"Brother Xiong."

Lin Xiaoxiao was considerate and asked: "Would you like another sip of water?"

Xu Shaoxiong shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to drink anymore.

"You go home first, I'll stay and take care of Brother Xiong."

Huang Mao was a little jealous and didn't want to see Lin Xiaoxiao caring so much about Xu Shaoxiong.

Lin Xiaoxiao smiled and scolded: "How can you, a big old man, take care of others? Let me do it."

"I'd rather take care of myself than have you stay."

Huang Mao has a straightforward temperament and doesn't mince words, and his full jealousy shows on his face.

"what are you thinking?"

Lin Xiaoxiao's face darkened and she glared at him angrily: "In your mind, I am a flirtatious woman? I just agreed to be your girlfriend yesterday and will I regret it today?"

"That was not what I meant."

Huang Mao's aura weakened instantly, and he defended staunchly: "I just don't see you being nice to others. You said I'm being petty and I admit it. In short, I just don't want you to stay here."

"Okay, I'll go."

Lin Xiaoxiao was furious, gave him a big white eye, turned around and left.

"Brother Xiong, I'll take her downstairs, get in the car and come back."

Huang Mao told Xu Shaoxiong and chased him out.

Xiao Liu seems to be serious this time.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked soft and could actually subdue this thorn.

It’s true, one thing brings down another thing!

Xu Shaoxiong looked amused and looked away, just in time to see the cell phone placed next to his pillow vibrate.

He used his left hand without the needle to slide open the screen and saw a message from a certain little woman, as well as the arrogant Wen Xiaomei.

"Ha ha."

A pleasant laugh came from his throat, he typed with one hand and replied with the word "um".

It was impossible to tell her if she was injured!

He had long been used to licking his wounds alone and didn't want her to worry about him.

The little woman replied instantly, with a little arrogance, asking him why he had time to reply to her message today.

Because I was injured and in the hospital, I had nothing to do, so I could take some time to chat with her.

He thought to himself, smiling self-deprecatingly, and just as he was about to reply to her with a few perfunctory words, an old man dressed as Captain Hao opened the door and walked in.

He stuffed his phone under the pillow, not wanting to listen to his nagging, and closed his eyes.

　Thank you, Little Fairy, for your prepared monthly ticket.

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(End of this chapter)