Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Chapter 149 The Disabled and Lonely Pilot 34

The wind stopped, but the petal disappeared. Perhaps it really got what it wanted.

Xu Yan chuckled, "I understand."

Then he said to Chen Jiangbei and Zhong Chao, who had been standing quietly on both sides of him, "Let's go. We can't keep delaying the students' schedule."

"Yes." The two answered immediately.

The teachers waited until the three soldiers walked out of the gate of the Martyrs' Cemetery before telling the students to move on.

Perhaps the mysterious soldier who appeared before them aroused their curiosity, so all the teachers and students looked more carefully at the contents on the tombstone where Xu Yan and his team stopped.

After taking a look, the adult teachers discovered a lot of clues.

There are two types of tombstones in the Martyrs Cemetery.

One type only has the name on it, while the other type has detailed engravings of the life experience and the reason for his sacrifice.

And the entire row in front of me is the former.

He made silent contributions during his lifetime, and even after his death, only a name was left on his tombstone.

As the team leader, the teacher was extremely glad that he had made the choice not to disturb them. It was a great honor to be able to see a confidential team like this from afar.

The cameraman carefully photographed the names on the tombstones one by one. His eyes were red as he had once dreamed of joining the army.

Although he loves photography, he feels extremely regretful at this moment.

......

Ling Size felt that he slept very soundly and had an extremely beautiful dream.

In his dream, he met a person who was perfect from the hair to the soles of his shoes.

They fell in love in their dreams, went shopping together, ate together, slept together, did things together...

Thinking of the last sentence, Ling Size blushed before he even opened his eyes, and buried his whole face in the doll in his arms.

Wait, a doll?

Why is there a doll in his room? He has never liked dolls since he was a child, and he has never bought any dolls.

He woke up instantly, his mind regained clarity in an instant, he sat up, picked up the doll and looked at it carefully.

Its snow-white fur is as smooth as silk, and it looks like a Maine Coon overall, but it has silver-gray leopard patterns on its body, and its tail and limbs are more powerful and sturdy than those of a cat. It looks like an explosive predator rather than a cute cat.

Winter leopard?

Ling Size instantly recognized this national first-class protected animal which is extremely popular in Longfu.

Then he was deeply attracted by the doll's gray-blue cat eyes, because they looked so familiar.

No, this doll looked familiar to him from the tips of its ears to the tip of its tail, and it gave him a possessive desire to hug it tightly and hide it from everyone.

Ling Size's face twisted for a moment, and he remembered that this doll was a Christmas gift from his beloved parents.

Grass.

He's in his twenties, almost 30, and you're giving him a doll! ?

What he found most difficult to accept was that he liked the doll so much that he not only hugged it while sleeping, but he also personified the doll as his boyfriend in his dreams! ?

Help.

Has he finally gone mad?

He kept doubting himself, but he unconsciously moved closer to the doll's ears, and kneaded the doll's fluffy tail with his hands. The scenes in his dream that made him blush also emerged in his mind...

Snapped.

Ling Size stuffed the doll into the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed with his back to it, and covered his face tightly. Even his toes felt slightly hot when they stepped on the wooden floor.

Grass.

This outstanding young man, who had rarely used swear words since he was a child, swore for the second time in a short period of time.

After calming down for more than ten minutes, Ling Size carefully reached out to take the doll out of the quilt, and with some heartache, he helped comb its messy hair.

He accepted his fate and announced that from this moment on, this doll would be his favorite thing and no one could touch it!

Yun Mi, who finally heard the noise, knocked on the door of his troubled son. He looked very calm and natural on the outside, but his eyes were more serious than ever before. He had already prepared for the worst.

"Xiaoze, are you awake?" he asked tentatively.

Ling Size, who was holding the doll and sucking it hard, shuddered all over. He put the doll on the bed without paying attention and carefully covered it completely with a quilt. Then he pretended to be calm and opened the door.

"Good morning, Dad."

Yun Mi carefully observed Ling Size's expression and tried again, "Do you like the Christmas gift I gave you?"

Ling Size's body froze. He was hesitating whether or not to admit the embarrassing fact that he had become a fur lover overnight.

Yun Mi was so frightened by his expression that her heart almost forgot to beat, but she still forced herself to ask, "Don't you like it?"

Ling Size couldn't say he didn't like it, so he shook his head at Yun Mi, and then admitted in a rather arrogant tone, "Thank you, Dad. I like it very much."

Seeing this, Yun Mi heaved a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face became relaxed, "As long as you like it, I queued up very hard to get it, and there is only one in the world!"

Hearing Yun Mi's words, Ling Size's inner possessiveness was suddenly very strongly satisfied. He was the only one in the world who had that doll! ! !

So, the father and son, one with an elegant smile and the other with a cold demeanor, but in fact the villain in their hearts was dancing wildly, twisting and rolling to vent their excitement.

However, Ling Size's good mood did not last long, because when he opened the refrigerator, he saw a fat cat cake inside.

{“Look! Does it look like you?”

"Is this the image of me in your mind?"}

Two voices suddenly sounded in his mind.

The first one was his own, and the second one... was exactly the same as the voice of his boyfriend in his dream whose face he couldn't see clearly.

Yun Mi, who was always paying attention to Ling Size's condition, hurried over upon seeing this. Although he didn't know what kind of memories this cake evoked for Ling Size, it was right to activate his ability and start hypnosis immediately.

So Yun Mi pretended to be distressed and said, "Oh, I wanted to keep it for myself, but now you found it..."

Ling Size, whose thoughts were interrupted, came back to his senses and looked at Yun Mi with a puzzled look. His expression was a bit hard to describe, "Dad, when did you like this style of cake?"

Yun Mi's hands suddenly started to itch, and he couldn't help it. He raised his hand and slapped Ling Size on the back of his head, "You've grown up, haven't you? You've even learned to mock your dad's aesthetic taste!?"

Besides! This is obviously your own aesthetic! Why do you look at me like this!

Ling Size immediately returned to his expressionless look, made a motion of zipping up his mouth, and then clasped his hands together.

Yun Mi immediately showed his elegant and easy-going appearance again with satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

However, the moment Ling Size turned around, his expression became gloomy.

Did he take the dream as reality, or did he take reality as a dream?

Or is he really crazy?