A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Deng Zhihua, wearing a big-brimmed hat, snorted.

Only then did Song Hongqi notice the difference in him, and asked with a smile, "Why are you still wearing a hat in the house, and you're not afraid of being bored."

The Spring Festival is coming soon, and the hospital is also full of festive festivities, with red Chinese knots hanging on the walls.

Deng Zhihua was wearing a hospital gown and a big-brimmed hat on his head, which looked a little weird indeed.

"It's cold, let's eat first."

Shu Ange opened the heat preservation bucket, and the aroma of corn ribs soup came out.

Deng Zhihua put his hand on the brim of his hat, took a deep breath, and took off his hat, revealing a smooth and fair face.

The cold wind blowing on his face without a trace of stubble made him very uncomfortable.

"Captain Deng really shaved, he looks so young."

Shu Ange filled the soup and looked at Deng Zhihua with a smile.

He and Song Hongqi have similar temperaments, but there are some differences. The same high-spiritedness, but a little more bookish than Song Hongqi.

After careful observation of Deng Zhihua's facial features, Shu Ange speculated the reason why he was unwilling to shave.

His nose is handsome and his eyes are looking forward to flying, but his cheeks are too round, and he is a bit aggressive when he is thin.

"What's the use of a big man looking young, the important thing is to be able to fight."

Deng Zhihua raised his arms and made an elbow strike, showing tenacity on the baby's face.

Somehow, seeing the way he showed his fist, Shu Ange thought of the wolf's close relative, Erha, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his lips.

"What are you laughing at, am I funny?"

Deng Zhihua habitually touched his beard, but only touched his smooth cheeks.

He shouldn't shave!

Deng Zhihua sat down boldly, his usual dashing movements, coupled with a baby face, always gave the illusion of a child pretending to be an adult.

Song Hongqi's character is honest and honest, and he didn't see Deng Zhihua's awkwardness, and boasted with a smile: "Deng Company Commander studied a lot and even went to a military academy. It looks different from us rough people."

The two lived in the same ward for so long, and they got to know each other a lot.

After Deng Zhihua joined the army, he went to the military school again. After graduating, he joined the Sharp Sword Company and performed important tasks.

"Brother, are you planning to go to the military academy?"

Since getting out of bed and feeling better, Song Hongqi always holds a book in his hand when he is free, sometimes mathematics, sometimes Chinese, and some political education and military ideology.

Deng Zhihua also read books. He read books on the development and introduction of advanced foreign weapons.

"I'm too old to get into the military academy, but it's always good to read more. Sister Shan, you have to study hard and try to get into a good university."

"You don't want to be old, but Company Commander Song has made such a great contribution. According to the regulations of the army, you can get the qualification to apply for the exam, and you can also enjoy bonus points."

After Deng Zhihua was thrown into the army, the first thing he did was to familiarize himself with the discipline and regulations of the army.

"Brother, Commander Deng said, you can apply for the military academy, you must do your best."

Song Hongqi smiled and didn't say anything about his determination. He is a calm person and is not good at rhetoric.

After enlisting in the army, Song Hongqi had a dream of a military school in his heart.

But his foundation is too poor, and he is usually busy with training and performing tasks, so he can only study in a hurry.

This hospitalization was not bad enough, at least it gave him a chance to further school.

On the day Shu Ange returned to H Province, the sky was rarely sunny, and it was Sun Wu who carried her large and small bags to the train station.

Song Hongqi wanted to go out to see her, but Shu Ange stopped her.

He put money in her pocket and was rejected.

On the train, Shu Ange opened his schoolbag and found a letter and a stack of colorful banknotes stuffed inside.

Song Hongqi's characters are strong and strong, and it can be seen that he has worked hard.

"My sister Hongshan, at the time of parting, I feel reluctant to part with my brother, and I feel ashamed..."

The letter is very long. It should have been written quietly by Song Hongqi with Shu Ange on his back when he was free.

There aren't that many buzzwords on the Internet these days, and letters written on red-checked manuscript paper are dignified to read.

In Ward 308, it was time to eat again. Deng Zhihua was not in a hurry to eat. He stood at the window and murmured, "I don't know if Sister Hongshan's train is leaving?"

"If the train is not late, it should have left."

In the past, every time it was time to eat, Shu Ange always carried a thermal bucket and walked slowly from the family home.

Deng Zhihua often used the reason of basking in the sun to sit or stand by the window.

Her delicate and small face, like a bouquet of fresh and elegant lilies, with jet-black braids, is playful and cute.

When she walks, she likes to tiptoe slightly on her heels, as if it can make her look taller.

"Let's eat, it's getting cold."

Song Hongqi reminded that Deng Zhihua left the window, picked up his chopsticks, looked at the bland dishes, and missed the "sickness special meal" of the past.

"Captain Song, your sister's cooking skills are really good. After eating her cooking, the sick patient's meal is like chewing wax."

Song Hongqi took out a bottle of shiitake mushroom beef sauce from the drawer, and said cheerfully: "The food in the hospital is still delicious. In the countryside, other than the green vegetables and chickens and ducks that I grow, it's hard to eat other dishes. It was Hong Shan’s beef sauce with mushrooms, and she said we could have a smaller meal.”

The two are in a healthy period, and they should eat less pickles and pickles.

"Just make this bottle of sauce. If my sister needs help in the future, just mention it to me."

Deng Zhihua's lofty sentimental promise, Song Hongqi still just smiled.

It was bumpy all the way, and when he arrived at H Province, Shu Ange's feet were swollen and his face was pale, and he just wanted to vomit when his feet touched the ground.

This time I came back to catch up with the peak season of the Spring Festival travel. The carriage was crowded and stuffy. Children cried and adults were noisy, like a thousand ducks quack together.

Not to mention anything else, even when she got off the train, she was carried to the platform by the crowd.

There were crowds of people on the platform. Shu Ange carried a backpack on his back and a large handbag in his hand. It was very difficult to walk.

Rao is like this, or because she temporarily put some cumbersome things in the G province and let Song Hongqi send them back in the spring.

After finally getting out of the station, Shu Ange's temples were dripping with crystal sweat, and her back was wet.

She wasn't tired, she was just sweating out of the crowd.

"Child, robbed the child, help!"

"Save my child, someone robbed the child!"

The shrill shouts caused a commotion in the swarming crowd in the square.

During the Spring Festival, there are people everywhere, police officers in uniform maintain order at the entrance and exit, and there are also police patrols in the square.

There were too many people, and the screams of the woman and her husband were drowned out by the crowd.

Shu Ange looked up and looked around, and found that in the southeast direction, a woman with a big bundle tied on her body and a little girl with horns in her hands was sitting on the ground, pointing to the northwest and shouting.

Her husband had lost his luggage and was already chasing northwest.

These days, human traffickers are rampant. They like to hunt for prey at train stations and bus stations.

(Always tiring, little angels!}