Chapter 330: Still loving

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In Jun Mohan's eyes, the sound of gunfire flashed in front of him, and the cry of pain and pain, remembering the fire and the night of blood in his ignorant age.
That night he lost too many people around him. Similarly, he was covered with his mouth and looked red in the shadows. His parents were buried there and countless relatives were buried there.
There are those subordinates around his father who once hugged him kindly, and others said that when he grows up, he will give his life.
Some of them also said that the next time they went on a mission to another country, they would bring him delicious food.
That night, he was threatened by the cold sacrifice in his body, and the cold almost drowned all his thoughts.
He looked at the tongue of fire, smelling the blood, and all over the body.
The longing for the loved ones, after more than 20 years of memory, has never faded, but those dark pains are carved in the heart.
Feng Sujin's eyes on Shang Mohan suddenly stopped. She found that Jun Mohan defended her everywhere and loved her, and illuminated her with his gentleness and brightness. In fact, he also had those deep pains in his heart?
At this moment, she saw too many emotions in his eyes. For some reason, just looking at it like this, she had a feeling that you hurt and I hurt.
Feng Sujin hugged Jun Mohan and hugged him tightly.
At this moment, she didn't say anything, but she made an important decision in her heart, that is, she must work hard to be happy, laugh hard, and use her bright posture to work hard to light Jun Mohan's heart. .
Jun Mohan sighed in her heart, just now some emotions were out of control, so she saw it.
"Ajin, there are certain things you will know. I don't say it now, but I think it is dangerous for you."
Feng Sujin took a deep breath, and she understood that she was still not strong enough and strong enough to remove the danger.
No matter how dangerous her husband's path is, she will accompany him all the way.
Jun Mohan patted Feng Sujin's shoulder, "Go, father is waiting for you."
Today's wind is also changing from the ambulance ward to the nursing ward. Jun Mohan pointed to Feng Sujin the location of the next room.
Then she took the flower in her hand to Feng Sujin and asked her to bring it in.
Feng Sujin nodded deeply and solemnly, and walked towards the door in the direction of Jun Mohan's fingers.
Taking a deep breath, she smiled hard, and then held the flower in one hand and opened the door in the other.
After entering the door, she saw her father sitting on the bed. With that glance, she was still loving, and her time seemed to have changed nothing.
"Jiner, my child."
Feng Yiyue's eyes were shivering with broken light, so tolerant and kind, and looking at the children he loved, they had grown so big.
As you saw at a glance, she was still a little girl.
The wind also trembled, and couldn't help but want to stretch out and touch her daughter's face.
Feng Sujin smiled hard, but why her eyes were so sour, she should not cry, don't make her father sad ...
Holding back her sour eyes, she walked heavily to her father's bed, "Dad!"
"Good, good boy."
The wind also trembled and stretched out his hand. He just woke up after sleeping for many years. His fingers were still a little unfavorable, but it did not affect him to pat his hand on Feng Sujin's head.
"It's so big, Dad can't help you."
Feng Yiyue's eyes were loving and apologetic, but she seemed to know everything, and her father's love was unabashed in her eyes.
Whenever parents are capable, they do not want their children to suffer in any way.