The news also introduced the major events in Yun Ting's life. Of course, many of them couldn't be written out, and some were only vaguely written. It was only a general description of the life of such a young Major General.
Looking at the familiar name and the familiar photo, Lin Mumu felt as if a lifetime had passed.
Was the Yun Ting they were talking about her husband, Yun Ting? He doesn't seem to be the same person, right?
Lin Mumu thoughtlessly turned off her phone and quietly lay on the bed.
Yun Ting's aura still lingered on the bed, but it was getting fainter and fainter.
"Yunting, when are you coming back? Nothing will happen to you. "Lin Mumu closed her eyes and quietly fell asleep.
Once she made up her mind, no one could change her mind.
No matter how exaggerated the news was, she knew Yun Ting wasn't dead, so he definitely wasn't dead!
Lin Mumu didn't stay in bed for long. When it was time to eat dinner, she went out to eat like a normal person.
Qiao Hui cooked a table full of dishes for Lin Mumu, Qiao Hui, Ao Haijun and Professor Lin.
Halfway through the meal, Qiao Hui's tears fell down. She couldn't bear it anymore, but she was afraid it would affect Lin Mumu's mood, so she turned around and ran inside the house.
Lin Mumu stared blankly for a moment. Why were they crying when they were eating properly?
Immediately, Lin Mumu looked up and saw the news broadcast on the TV, mentioning the martyr Yun Ting. She understood.
Lin Mumu also got up and went to Qiao Hui's room to comfort her.
"Mom, don't worry, Yun Ting didn't die." Lin Mumu handed two tissues to Qiao Hui.
"Yes, he's alright, he's just … my poor child." Qiao Hui couldn't help but burst into tears as she hugged Lin Mumu.
Lin Mumu let her hug her, and once again said to Qiao Hui: "I also love Yunting very much. If he dies, I will also be very sad.
But he really didn't die!
It was said that if the person was alive, they had to see the person. If the person was dead, they had to see the corpse. Without even seeing the corpse, how could they judge whether the person was dead or alive with just a sentence from the news?
I'm a Daoist priest. I can sense many things that ordinary people can't.
Mom, can you trust me for once? "
Listening to Lin Mumu's words, Qiao Hui finally stopped crying and stared at Lin Mumu with lifeless eyes:
"Good boy, I'm fine. I believe you. "
"Well, let's go eat. They're all waiting anxiously. "
In fact, Qiao Hui didn't really believe it, but she didn't want Lin Mumu to fall into the same kind of pain and despair as her, so she forced herself to stay awake. When it was late at night and no one was around, she shut herself in her room and secretly cried.
Lin Mumu, on the other hand, had a big heart.
Yun Ting wasn't home, so she hugged her soft little white dog, Bun. Steamed bun was very considerate. He knew that Lin Mumu was injured and in a bad mood, so he obediently didn't make a fuss.
Early the next morning, Lin Mumu lived a regular life. She dressed neatly, packed her bag, and went to school.
It was already April, and the campus of Peking University was also full of flowers, exuding the vitality of spring.
Green trees, red flowers, and green grass. On the lawn, the sound of students studying could be heard. The whole campus was full of vitality.
Such exuberant vitality made Lin Mumu's mood and body feel better and better.
At school, Lin Mumu went to class as usual.
It was just that in the classroom, the atmosphere was a bit strange.
Their morning class was a small religious class. When the whole class saw Lin Mumu, their eyes were particularly strange. Some were sympathetic, some were inquisitive, but no one dared to take the initiative to talk to her.
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