Foreign female military division: the marshal's little favorite wife

Christopher thought of Qian Fengqian's death, and thought of the poor child in his arms, this fearless man felt so helpless and helpless for the first time in his life.

James said: "Generalissimo, let's go back quickly, the child has been hungry for two days. The child has only eaten some rice soup for the past two days. ..."

James originally wanted to say that "children are easy to die young", but seeing Christopher so sad, he naturally swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Christopher nodded and said: "Okay, order the three armies to return immediately. Prepare a crystal coffin, fill it with ice, and put Chris in it. I don't want to bury her. Look, she is still so beautiful. I really can't believe she's gone from me, I'm going to take her back, let her be like this forever, even if she can't talk, can't walk, just lie like this forever, my heart will be bigger It's easier not to even see her."

James nodded and said, "Okay, I'll order someone to do it right away. Generalissimo, you can go back to camp and rest. It's windy here, and I'm afraid the child will catch a cold."

Christopher nodded, and walked towards his tent with the child in his arms, Qian Fengqian hurriedly followed.

It was much warmer inside the tent than outside, and the child became more emotionally stable after arriving in the warm tent.Christopher fed the child some rice soup, the child temporarily filled his stomach and fell asleep peacefully.

Christopher was indeed too tired the past few days. He had been exhausted from fighting for several days. In addition, he was heartbroken because of Qian Fengqian's death in the past few days. In the past ten days, he had almost He never closed his eyes at all.At this moment, Christopher saw the child falling asleep peacefully, he could no longer resist the turbulent sleepiness, and fell asleep holding the child in his arms.

Qian Fengqian stood quietly on the side, quietly watching the father and son fall asleep peacefully, at this moment, the heartbroken mood that had been hurting for several days was slightly relieved.

Qian Fengqian was afraid of waking them up, so she walked over quietly, she didn't know at all, in fact, no matter what she did now, neither Christopher nor the children could feel her presence.Qian Fengqian watched Christopher and the child sleeping peacefully.The two of them, father and son, really looked alike, even when they snored while sleeping.

Qian Fengqian feels that she is still happy, at least better than Christopher, at least, she can still watch the two of them quietly like now.Even though she couldn't hug or kiss her two closest relatives and lovers in the world, she still felt happy.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew up outside the tent, and the wind blew open the door of the tent.Qian Fengqian hurried over, trying to close the tent door.She didn't want her lover and children to be blown by the cold wind. It was only when her hand touched the tent door that she remembered that she could no longer do anything for the person she loved the most.

Qian Fengqian felt a dull pain in her heart again, she really wanted to love Christopher well, really wanted to love her children, cook them the most delicious dishes, cook them the warmest, The most beautiful clothes, sing to them, dance to them, I really want to hold them in my arms, hug them tightly, and never be separated forever!It's just that these things that are so simple and easy to ordinary people, in her current view, are already difficult to reach the sky.Although we are close at hand, but we can't hug each other, the most painful thing in the world is to be.