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Dear Qin Xiaoye, who whispered to me that she wanted to be a shining little person, I miss you very much.
Today is the 42nd weekend since I came to the army. We haven't seen each other for 42 weeks. The army is very strict. Cell phones are collected every Monday and issued every weekend. I am sorry that I can't use the short two days of the weekend to call you.
I can only curl up in the corridor alone, checking your latest news, or light a lamp and write a letter about you when I am not on guard at night.
I know that this letter cannot be sent again.
Su Yuwei closed the cap of the pen and poked the letter paper on the table with the pen tip.
His two thick black eyebrows were twisted into caterpillars, and he held his cheek with one hand and sighed continuously.
His teammates came up to him curiously, put their hands on his shoulders, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Su, are you writing a letter to your wife?"
"Go to hell." Su Yuwei pushed his teammates , crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
After a while, he bent down again, picked up the letter, spread it out , and neatly put it in his notebook.
Then, he wrote another letter to Qin Ye on another piece of paper, in the tone of a stranger.
At this moment, Su Yu only felt a little regretful. Why did he come to join the army in a fit of rage? She just had a quarrel with Qin Ye, why couldn't he let her go?
Su Yuwei worried every day that if he was not by Qin Ye's side, would the silly Qin Ye be deceived by others.
He was also worried that the fragile past between him and Qin Ye would fade away little by little over time.
Su Yuwei doesn't want to downplay the past. He wants to go back to the past because in the past, there is Qin Ye, whom he never forgets.
