Wu Xi got into a car, and the driver was a man with a ponytail. When he saw Wu Xi coming in, he greeted him warmly.

"Wu Xi, right? My name is Li Lecheng. Everyone calls me bald. You can call me that too." Li Lecheng said with a smile.

Wu Xi nodded: "Hello."

The car was far away from Song Yan's car, and kept a close distance.

Li Lecheng is a very talkative person, probably because he was suffocated driving alone all the time, so he grabbed Wu Xi and talked all over.

"You don't know, the brothers envy you too much. Everyone has been with the second young master for so many years, and they have never met anyone. When they came, they took a car with the second young master and had dinner together."

Li Lecheng said it unintentionally, but he felt that there was something in his words, Wu Xi straightened his back, and lowered his eyes unnaturally.

Seeing that Wu Xi didn't speak, Li Lecheng thought he was upset, and said, "Second young master is very nice, he's just angry at this moment, you can say something nice to please him, and he'll be fine."

Wu Xi quickly said: "I didn't..."

"You don't know," Li Lecheng didn't hear Wu Xi's words at all, and fell into his own memories again, "The first time I met the second young master was more than a year ago. I was seriously injured and fled to some kind of army camp, it was still the twelfth lunar month, I lay in the snow and almost froze to death, and then the second young master appeared."

Wu Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Is it Unit No.11?"

Li Lecheng thought for a while and said, "Yes! There is just such a camp nearby!"

"It was a coincidence that the second young master came back from the army alone and met me. If he had been in a car or something, he would definitely not have seen me lying in the snow." Li Lecheng sighed, "This is all fate. So I swear, I will go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire for the second young master!"

More than a year ago, at this vague point in time, at that time, what did Song Yan go to the [-]th Army alone?Could it be... Impossible, why would he come to see himself specially.

If yes, how could he not know?

The car stopped at the entrance of the company. When Wu Xi got out of the car, his phone vibrated. It was a multimedia message sent by an unknown number.

Wu Xi clicked on it, and when he saw the picture on the screen clearly, his face immediately turned pale, and he turned off the phone.

The photo is very simple. He is sitting on the bed in the infirmary with a crew-shaven head, lowering his head and stroking his slightly protruding belly, with a gentle smile on his face.

The bottom line said: I don't want me to send the photo to Song Yan, and come to see me at xx at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Wu Xi's chest heaved up and down, and he felt dizzy for a moment, so he supported the wall next to him.

Who took this photo?At the time, he remembered that no one else was in the infirmary.

Why, when he had already decided to forget the past and wanted to start over, they appeared one after another, easily breaking the calm he had worked so hard to create.

Humming in the ear, colorful snow spots flashed across the retina, Wu Xi clenched his chest tightly, gasping for breath.

So uncomfortable, so hot...

He vaguely heard Li Lecheng's worried voice.

"Mr. Wu! Are you okay!"

As soon as his arm was touched, a powerful force pulled him over, and then Song Yan's anxious voice sounded from above his head.

"Wu Xi!"

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The only thing left is to save the manuscript for tomorrow?? Scared

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