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She shook her head, "I don't know."

"Nancheng earthquake, this girl you don't know is the first rescue army to arrive at the scene." Qin Yuan seemed to know how Tang Xia would respond, so he answered quickly.

"From the Xunshan Army, where I served at the beginning, in other words, she was my comrade-in-arms, once."

"My comrade-in-arms was named Tan and named Xiaoyun. I don't know what year he was born, but he died this year, on June 13."

Tang Xia froze for a moment, her pupils shrank.

After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he reached out and handed over the photo.

She subconsciously caught it.

This girl named Tan Xiaoyun was as bright as a sunrise.

"Before the aftershock, my comrades were trying to get you out of danger."

Tang Xia froze, and blurted out, "Who is she—"

"Yes," before Tang Xia could finish speaking, Qin Yuan said, "When the aftershock happened, my comrade-in-arms was buried next to you, and the pillar crushed her leg hard."

The girl gasped in horror.

In fact, as soon as the news of the Nancheng earthquake came out, Qin Yuan was in a hurry to go to the disaster area. He had served as a soldier, and he always put the belief that "if there is any difficulty, the troops will be recruited back" first, it was a pity that he was stopped by people when he arrived in the disaster area due to his inconvenient legs and feet.

All of this was told by the company commander when he met him later.

"Tang Xia, do you know how you were rescued?"

Qin Yuan looked at the girl, his voice was a little cold.

Suddenly her heart trembled.

Han Yu outside the door frowned, and was about to step in, but was held back by Qi Hui and Yu Man beside him at the same time.

The conversation in the room continued.

"Break the floor above it, someone jumped down, pushed the weight away with their body, and carried you up."

"Does it sound simple? Wrong, they will save you and will always fight with their lives."

"With the first aftershock, who can guarantee that there won't be a second one? The first aftershock buried my comrade-in-arms, and the second aftershock, who can guarantee that the second comrade-in-arms will not be buried?"

Tang Xia tightly pinched the photo in her hand, without saying a word.

"She is as old as you, if you hadn't been saved, she might have survived the aftershock."

"However, there is no if. She is a soldier, and her inherent mission is not to hide, but to move forward."

"You don't have to be as strong as her, but at least you can't be weak."

Tang Xia raised her eyes in a daze, and the emotion in her eyes instantly hurt everyone present.

It's not that she doesn't want to get out of the past, she just instinctively retracts into the thick protective shell, pretending to be strong.

Yu Man murmured: "Han Yu, use both soft and hard, hard enough for Qin Yuan to finish, I will leave it to you." After she finished speaking, she gently pushed the boy.

Qin Yuan exited the bedroom at the right time, and closed the door by the way.

Tang Xia's small face was a little haggard, and her lips were pale.

He approached step by step, and in a moment, squatted on the ground.

"Han Yu...I know it's not good...but I can't let it go for the rest of my life..."

The girl paused every word, complaining sourly.

"Then let's go together, you are too tired to carry these things alone, I will help you share."

"Han Yu..." Tang Xia hooked her body slightly, her forehead resting on the boy's shoulder.

He touched her head tenderly, and said slowly but earnestly—

"After graduation, let's get married."

The girl shuddered, extremely shocked.

The boy put his arms around her waist, low and solemn—

"Will not let go, never."

one year later.

"Groom, please hold the bride's hand."

The passionate tone of the master of ceremonies spread through the microphone throughout the wedding hall.

Tang Zhihai and Tang Xuan sat at the front, their suits were straight, and they were still handsome.

The largest hotel in Haicheng, the entire second floor was filled with joy.

"Mr. Groom, Mr. Han Yu, when you hold her hand, from this moment on, regardless of poverty or wealth, health or disease, you will care about her, care for her, cherish her, protect her, understand her, and respect her." , take care of her, humble her, accompany her, for the rest of my life, forever, are you willing?"

Tang Xuan pursed her smile and turned her head, but saw Qi Hui leaning into Tang Zhihai's ear, and asked seriously, "Uncle, I heard from Yu Man that you didn't stop Han Yu from proposing to Tang Xia at all?"

Tang Zhihai was in a very good mood, "Why did you stop?"

Qi Hui scratched his head, "Han Yu is so smug, you like it so much."

Tang Xuan agreed, but also expressed doubts, "Yes, Dad, marriage is such an important life event, you promised faster than Xiaoxia."

Tang Zhihai smiled, only drank and looked at the handsome young man on the stage, his brows and eyes curved into crescent moons.

When he arrived at the earthquake site that day, he saw Han Yu hugging the blood-stained Tang Xia, kneeling in the mess and crying like a child who had lost everything. He knew that if Tang Xia could survive, this boy was worth entrusting his life to.

Because Tang Zhihai saw his own shadow in Han Yu.

When Tang Xia's mother passed away, he also cried so heartbreakingly.

The depth of love for a person depends on her smile and your tears.

"I would."

Han Yu's clear voice is like the breath in memory.

He was still so good-looking, with exquisite facial features and a tough outline, like a painting that he couldn't appreciate enough, slowly unfolding in front of his eyes.

"Miss Tang Xia, the bride, when you hold his hand, from this moment on, regardless of poverty or wealth, health or disease, you will care about him, care for him, cherish him, protect him, understand him, respect him , take care of him, humble him, accompany him, forever, forever, would you like to?"

She smiled.

"I-"

"Please stick it to the groom's ear and tell him your answer gently."

The master of ceremonies suddenly made a mischievous joke.

The whole house was full of laughter, happy and carefree.

Han Yu bent over consciously, his already outstanding face became even more captivating because of his attire.

Tang Xia stood on tiptoe, breathing on his neck.

"I would."

The three words in a low voice are clear to the ear.

Han Yu immediately grabbed her waist, and the master of ceremonies announced with a smile at the right moment: "Now, groom, you can kiss you—"

Before the words finished, Han Yu lowered his head and directly covered his lips.

The entire wedding banquet hall erupted in uninterrupted blessing applause.

"I love you."

Whispering between the teeth, lingering.

Their youth ends with a kiss.

And their future starts with a kiss.

Finish. #####Fortunately, this year, I met you who are the best in the world, and spent an unforgettable time with me, Han Yu, Tang Xia, and everyone who appeared in this story. I am very happy that we are still there in the end, I am still insisting, you are still waiting, the story is not over yet, new article November, see you there.