Chapter 3
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"Jiang Yao, you're f * cking crazy!" Wen Xuehui cursed anxiously. It wasn't that she didn't want to save them. It was just that she couldn't bring herself to leave the three of them here to accompany the soldiers who wanted to save them.
"Xuehui, he's Lu Xingzhi. He's Lu Xingzhi. He's my husband. He's my husband!" Jiang Yao's tears rolled down her cheeks like pearls from a broken necklace. "Lu Xingzhi! Lu Xingzhi! Can you hear me calling for you? Please stay alive! "
At this moment, Jiang Yao finally understood what fear was. She was afraid that Lu Xingzhi's life would end at this moment. She was afraid that she would lose the husband she had been hiding from for so many years.
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Have you ever thought about it? How strong is a person's life?
You can live without your legs. You can live without your hands. You can also live without half of your stomach and liver.
Have you ever experienced how fragile a person's life is?
In the blink of an eye, or even in the snap of a finger, a living person would become a black and white portrait.
Just like that, he died.
This was the fragility of life. It was so weak that it couldn't even withstand a single blow.
"Jiang Yao, my condolences. He's already gone. He won't be coming back." Wen Xuehui hugged Jiang Yao, who hadn't spoken for a few days. Her heart ached so much that she didn't know how to comfort her.
That day, when she heard Jiang Yao cry and shout that the person who was buried was her husband, she was shocked. So shocked that she actually lost her mind. Together with Jiang Yao and another soldier, they dug up the soil with their bare hands. If it weren't for the soldiers who rushed over in time to pull them apart, the three of them would have been buried in the soil that collapsed a few seconds later.
After the rain stopped, the army cleaned up the collapsed area and found the body of Jiang Yao's husband. That night, two soldiers in the army were killed, as well as two children and an old man in the village.
Wen Xuehui thought that she would never dare to recall that night for the rest of her life. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, accompanied by the sorrowful cries of everyone in the car. She turned around and saw Jiang Yao's pale face.
"Sister-in-law, this belongs to the company commander." With red eyes, the little soldier handed over Lu Xingzhi's belongings to her, "Inside the box are the company commander's medals and certificates. This set of clothes is the company commander's military uniform. Sister-in-law, I'm sorry …"
Jiang Yao looked at the things that belonged to Lu Xingzhi in front of her. They were now called relics. She raised her hand and opened the oldest wooden box with trembling fingers. "When was he transferred to your unit?"
"Almost two years." The little soldier replied, "Not long after Sister-in-law went to the village to volunteer as a doctor, the company commander was transferred here."
"When I went to your unit to assist your military doctor, he was already there. At that time, you all knew about my relationship with him, right?" Jiang Yao clutched her chest, which was throbbing with pain. She couldn't describe this kind of pain. It was like a virus that was gradually nibbling away at her body's senses. "No wonder you all always called me sister-in-law when you saw me at that time."
At that time, she naively thought that the title 'sister-in-law' was just a general term that soldiers used to call a married woman.
It turned out that Lu Xingzhi was so close to her at that time. She was helping out in his unit, and he was avoiding her.
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