Drifting Towards You

Fortunately, Li Xiaoxiao had a password on her phone, so she hurriedly turned off the screen.

Si Mocheng didn't even think about seeing what she was playing, but just put her mobile phone on her dressing table.

After eating breakfast, Li Xiaoxiao immediately returned to the bedroom and continued to edit Weibo.

After editing it over and over again for about an hour, I finally posted it in the form of a picture.

‘The first photo is that he participated in flood relief at the age of sixteen. He knew that his identity would be suspected. He never explained, but was always at the forefront. I was eight years old and saw his red and swollen shoulders crying and wiping tears in distress. He touched my head and told me that he had saved a little girl who was my age. He is very happy.

The second photo is his eighteenth birthday, he left for a month to perform the task before his birthday. I drew a painting and wanted to give it to him. Finally, he came back with blood stains and unconsciousness. I couldn't wake him up.

The third picture is that his comrade-in-arms sacrificed, a very laughing brother, in order to save him. He cried that day, holding me and saying that he would rather die. I can't wipe his tears.

In the fourth photo, they struggled in the desert for half a month in order to track down the arms dealers, and finally ran out of ammunition and food. He said that he was still alive because he wanted to come back to see me. I was very happy and told her that I had taken the first place again.

In the fifth photo, a kidnapper took a hostage, and there are still 60 seconds left after the bomb is removed. He is like a lonely hero, holding a bomb and rushing to no man's land. He was racing against time, and I cried and scolded him at home.

The sixth picture is a firefight at the border of the motherland, which is related to the prestige of the country. He was ordered in danger and never rested for 96 hours. I can't get in touch with him, even though it's normal, I still can't get used to it. I read the military news every day, trying to get a glimpse of him.

The seventh picture shows him participating in the earthquake relief. After several aftershocks, he protected a pair of twin boys. I sat in a wheelchair for three months and experienced three months of rehabilitation. I am a little happy because he can always be with me.

In the eighth picture, he was responsible for cracking down on drug dealers. Because of his powerful methods, he was offered a reward of 80 million US dollars by drug dealers. He died in nine deaths and was shot twice. I didn't cry this time, just waited quietly for him to wake up. I knew that he would wake up, and he promised me that he would not break his promise.

In the ninth picture, he stood under the military flag and the national flag and saluted. I saw love and dignity in his eyes, and I understood that it was his lifelong faith, and he would never regret it. ’

Li Xiaoxiao explained the photos one by one, and then continued to write: ‘

Since I have a memory, I live in Si's house. And in my life there was also a boy named Simocheng. He was eight years older than me. He was taciturn and made me feel safe and reliable.

I have no father, no mother, but I call him uncle. Later I learned that I was brought back by his sister before he died. They thought I was his sister's child, so I wanted to call him uncle.

Unfortunately, I am not. I was just a child his sister saved by luck.

The Si family raised me, and he has been with me to grow up, even if I don't have much time to see him. But he still attended all the most important moments in my life.

I love him, no matter who he is, just because he is the hero in my heart.

I love him because I understand that he is not steel and iron bones, and he will cry and hurt if he has flesh and blood.

I want to protect him, even if it sounds ridiculous.

But I think, if he is destined to protect this land and people, then I will protect him. ’