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    Chapter 49

    Because the curtains were hung, Song Ran slept two hours longer than the previous day and woke up almost eight o'clock.

    She opened her eyes dimly and saw the skylight shining on the edge of the curtains. She thought of him standing on the table yesterday to help her hang the curtains.

    She was in a daze for a while before she remembered to look at her watch. It was only a quarter of an hour away from the agreed eight o'clock.  She immediately got up, changed her clothes, and opened the curtains. The bright sunlight poured in, making her squint her eyes.

    The cell phone on the table dinged.  Li Zan sent a message saying that he had something to do in the morning and could he change the time to 2:30 in the afternoon.

    Song Ran replied yes.

    With a morning suddenly freed up, she had nothing else to do, so she sorted out notes, manuscripts and various materials.  Perhaps because she had an appointment in the afternoon, she had difficulty concentrating, so she ran out to fetch water and wash her hair on the way.

    It was said that I was washing my hair, but I just soaked my hair, rubbed it with soap and then washed it - clean water was too scarce.  Then he took a wet towel and wiped his body briefly.

    After cleaning herself up, she felt a little more at ease and went back to work.

    Login to Twitter, Song Ran discovered that the photo she posted of the little brother and sister picking up bread crumbs on the ruins yesterday had attracted widespread attention.  Last night, Garro's international charity organization came to pick up the little brother and sister, and also picked up dozens of homeless orphans.

    Charity organization@songran.  She went over and saw that the children were well placed, washed, and had new clothes.  In the photo, the little brother and sister were happily eating bread and drinking milk.

    Song Ran couldn't help but smile lightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

    It¡¯s only half past ten in the morning after finishing the work at hand.  Time suddenly passed very slowly, and she had nothing to do, so she took her camera downstairs and walked around the neighborhood.

    Going around the dormitory and teaching buildings, I found that there were many more students in the auditorium. I don¡¯t know when they poured in and made banners and drawing boards on campus.

    Song Ran went to ask and found out that many teachers and students who originally studied in Alara City and fled to the south due to the war have come back to cheer for the army and mobilize the civilians; some are even preparing to attend classes - they  I believe that the city of Aara will be recovered.

    After leaving the campus and going to the street, Song Ran was attracted by the shouts at the corner of the street. He chased after him and saw that it was a student demonstration.  Yesterday, she saw many college students coming from all over the street one after another. It turned out that they were all here to parade and preach.  They held loudspeakers, held signs, shouted slogans, waved national flags, and called on local residents to support the government forces and jointly defend the city of Aare.

    The impassioned slogans of the students echoed on the ancient streets. Song Ran roughly understood terms such as "defending", "history" and "suffering", and he became excited.

    She followed the marching students all the way and found that new signs had been posted on the city's air raid shelters and trenches had been dug; many civilians walking on the streets were carrying guns.

    The smell of an impending war was getting stronger and stronger, and she seemed to be able to smell gunpowder smoke in the air.

    At noon, she had some food on the roadside and found that there were no scattered government soldiers anywhere. They must have all gathered together.  The locals all looked solemn, waiting patiently for something.

    Song Ran was afraid of an accident when she was out alone, so she returned to school early. She was also worried that the situation had changed and Li Zan might not come in the afternoon.

    It was a quarter past one in the afternoon when I returned to the dormitory. There was no message on my phone, so the agreement with him should not have been cancelled.

    She was afraid that she would be sleepy and lacked energy in the afternoon, so she climbed into bed and took a nap; but she didn't sleep well. Firstly, she was worried that he would not be able to come. Secondly, there were urgent shouts from Dongguo students outside the window from time to time.

    Turned to two:20, the alarm sounded.  There was no news of the accident on the phone.  Song Ran got up and wiped her face with a wet towel, then simply packed up and tied a ponytail, and hurried downstairs. As soon as she walked out of the dormitory building, she heard the sound of a motorcycle and Li Zan drove over.

    The sun is shining brightly and the sky is blue.

    She stopped where she was, waiting for him with peace of mind.

    He braked in front of her, handed her a helmet, smiled slightly, and said, "Just right."

    "Just right." She also said in unison.

    The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, then chuckled together.

    Song Ran put on his helmet, climbed onto the back seat of his motorcycle with ease, and grabbed his waist.

    On campus, Li Zan was slow and avoided the students coming and going.  Some students saw his military uniform and greeted him warmly, saying "Well done" and so on.  Li Zan responded with a smile and drove away from the campus. The motorcycle accelerated and headed southwest.

    There were still people marching in twos and threes on the street. The students who had finished the procession shouted loudlyContinue to suffer.  "

    "Are you acting with them?"

    "No. It should not be too long after the war broke out." Li Zan said, "Our battlefield is in the extremist organization stronghold in the northwest suburbs."

    Song Ran lowered his head and walked beside him: "You have been here for three months, right?"

    "right."

    "Have you ever been hurt?" she whispered.

    Li Zan paused for a moment, his expression unnatural, and said, "I haven't been seriously injured."

    "A serious injury is"

    "Broken arms and legs require major surgery." After saying that, he noticed something, turned to look at her, and smiled lightly, "Our fighting method is different from the government army, and the injury rate is not high. Don't worry."

    "Don't worry" As soon as the words were spoken, both of them fell silent.

    Song Ran casually picked up a leaf of grass on the side of the road and said, "You seem to have never told me why you have to come here. Although I can think of the general reason, we didn't talk about it in detail at that time."

    Li Zan knew what she wanted to hear, but couldn't answer at this juncture.

    He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled casually: "There is no special reason. I am just too annoyed by terrorist attacks and it makes them unhappy."

    Song Ran followed his intention and smiled: "I'm the same way, just to write a book or something."

    While talking, Song Ran had already reached the foot of the hill, and looked back at the huge tomb again.

    At this time, several wandering teenagers walked by singing.

    The melancholy and gentle tune is exactly the folk song Song Ran heard countless times in Dongguo.  But this time the teenagers sang in English, and she suddenly understood the lyrics:

    ¡°They say time heals all sorrow,

    They say you can always forget in the future;

    But the smiles and tears over the years,

    But it still makes my heart hurt like a knife!  ¡± (Note 1)

    Li Zan handed her the helmet and said, "That child sang this song when we were debugging bombs in Hapo City."

    "I just thought of it." Song Ran put on a helmet, sat on the motorcycle, and whispered behind him, "Thank you for bringing me here today."

    Li Zan raised his chin slightly, fastened his helmet straps, and did not answer. Instead, he said: "When the war breaks out, you must pay attention to safety. Don't rush out of the front line. Don't wander around in other places. At that time, no area was safe.  Absolutely safe.¡±

    "I know." Song Ran said, "I will be with their national reporters, and I will be in the rear where the military is stronger. But you" She lowered her voice and felt a sudden pain in her heart.

    Li Zan was silent for a while, and seemed to be still buckling. Only a light voice came from the front: "Don't worry about me. After the war, I will move to the next location. If you don't see me then  , don¡¯t think wildly, I should have left and gone to other places.  There is no need to look for me."

    Song Ran didn¡¯t believe what he said at all.

    But so what if you don¡¯t believe it, in this precarious city.

    ¡°Knowinglyhe didn¡¯t want her to worry.  He already had too much on his shoulders.

    She sat behind him and suddenly realized that his back was actually quite thin and he was still very young.  Her eyes were red, but he never looked back at her and started the motorcycle.

    The strong wind blew over and quickly evaporated the mist in her eyes, leaving no trace.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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