An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 221 "Eternal Calamity"

By sheer coincidence, Huo Qingshan was assigned to the same room number as last time at a state-run hotel near the Ximing Municipal People's Government building.

Last time? It was more than five months ago. They came to Ximing City together to participate in a military talent exchange activity. She had a fight with him and avoided him for a day. He didn't understand why. They were fine in the morning, and after they separated, they went to class in their respective classrooms for the whole morning. Why did she stop talking to him after the event?

Huo Qingshan didn't listen to a single word of the technical sharing session in the afternoon. That evening, unable to sit still in his room, he went to knock on her door, made up an excuse to lure her upstairs, and forcibly kissed her. Quite a scoundrel.

Huo Qingshan lay in the dark room. He had excellent night vision and could easily make out the outlines of the tables, chairs and utensils in the dark.

He stared at the ceiling for a long time, counting the number of circles in the patterns on it. He dared not close his eyes, much less empty his mind and let it run wild.

He needed to find something to do, preferably never to be idle. Whenever he stopped, all he could think of was that morning, the girl standing under the Bodhi tree, her face turned away, her usually bright and clear eyes swollen like walnuts on her cold little face.

In a phone booth next to the train station, after hanging up the phone, she slowly squatted down, hugging her knees, her shoulders twitching.

A feigned stubbornness, a secret vulnerability.

Huo Qingshan longed to go over and hug her tightly. The area around the train station was bustling with traffic and noise. He sat in the car, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly it was almost deformed. His internal organs were twisted together in a chaotic mess, making him feel like he could suffocate at any moment.

He could pull her into his arms and kiss away her tears with just one step forward, but that one step would also lead to an abyss.

If he makes even the slightest mistake, he will be doomed.

Later, Lu Feng couldn't stand it anymore and advised him several times: "Actually, there's no need to be so extreme and make both of you suffer. Even if you let her stay in Fanzhou City, she'll be in the military most of the time, which is very safe. If she occasionally has work assignments outside, just send a few more people to accompany her, both openly and secretly. There shouldn't be any problems."

Huo Qingshan's lips curled slightly, his eyes full of mockery: "Basically?"

Lu Feng was speechless. He had no reply. This was a protracted battle; the enemy was in the dark while he was in the light, and it was difficult to guard against hidden arrows. No one could guarantee that accidents would not happen. He could only bury his head in his compressed biscuits. Just when Lu Feng thought the other party would not say anything more, he heard a hoarse but firm voice in his ear: "I want her to be absolutely safe!"

Lu Feng then looked up at him again. The man sitting in the passenger seat was staring intently ahead, his face expressionless, as if he hadn't just said those words.

Lu Feng took another bite of the biscuit, but it was so dry and hard to swallow that he had to add some water and manage to swallow it.

Lu Feng had interfered with his decision once before, and he had backed down, but he regretted it. Lu Feng was thinking, if he were to experience something like "Meng Youyou being blown up and rushed to the emergency room" again, perhaps even more dangerously, with an even worse outcome, what would happen to his junior brother?

He could never forgive himself.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He knew all too well that his junior brother could be stubborn to the core, and such an outcome, if it happened, would be enough to destroy him. So, he decided to stop trying to persuade him.

Lu Feng put down the kettle and looked ahead. Outside the windshield was the exit of an abandoned factory area. A rusty sheet of iron lay in the middle of the road. People coming and going would inevitably step on that sheet of iron, making a "clanging" sound each time.

In my field of vision, I saw an elderly man in his sixties, pushing a tricycle and collecting scrap, slowly emerge from inside. After staring at him for a few seconds, and watching him ride away, the two of them didn't exchange another word.

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Another sleepless night. Huo Qingshan was used to it; he had experienced even the harshest living conditions. He had once trekked for three days and two nights straight through uninhabited areas deep in the mountains, carrying a gun and heavy loads. So, for him, this was nothing.

The morning meeting was just a formality, with little useful information. They can return home after today's meeting.

Huo Qingshan, along with Battalion Commander Deng of the First Battalion and Battalion Commander Zheng of the Third Battalion, walked out of the People's Government building. Xiao Li, sitting in the car, saw the battalion commanders approaching and quickly got out to salute. The group got into the car one after another; Huo Qingshan sat in the passenger seat, while the other two battalion commanders sat in the back. The car drove out of the Ximing Municipal Government office area and headed towards Fanzhou City.

As the car drove out of the urban area of ​​Ximing City and gradually headed towards the border area between the two cities, the road conditions in this area were generally not good. It was all dirt roads with a lot of gravel and branches on the ground, and the car bounced around on it.

After a morning of meetings, they rushed back without stopping. Battalion Commander Deng and Battalion Commander Zheng both sat in the back row with their eyes closed, taking a short nap. Both of them were upright and showed no sign of laziness.

Huo Qingshan was not asleep; his eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the window.

As Xiao Li drove, he glanced at their battalion commander. He really felt that something was wrong with their battalion commander, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

Since the translator Meng left, he had never seen their battalion commander smile, and he had become unusually quiet. Although their battalion commander had never been one to smile or talk much before, he had never been this taciturn. The cold aura emanating from him was like being immersed in a glacier, and anyone who got close to him was afraid of being frozen in the next second.

Xiao Li still remembers one day when translator Meng was hospitalized. He was waiting for their battalion commander by the roadside outside the hospital. After the battalion commander got into the car, Xiao Li greeted him as usual, "Good morning, Battalion Commander!"

Unexpectedly, that day, their battalion commander, wearing his seatbelt, turned around, smiled at him, and said, "Good afternoon!"

Xiao Li subconsciously showed a look of disbelief.

Upon seeing this, Huo Qingshan asked, "What's wrong? You look surprised."

Xiao Li shook his head frantically, "It's nothing, I just feel that you're acting a little different today, Battalion Commander."

"What's the difference?"

Xiao Li stammered, "You...you said good afternoon to me today, and...you smiled at me." His voice trailed off as he spoke. Normally, their battalion commander would only give him a curt "hmm" and then tell him where to go next with a blank expression.

After Xiao Li answered, he saw their battalion commander nod thoughtfully and then remain silent.

So, Xiao Li turned around and started the car. After the car was on the road, he suddenly heard someone say, "She said I should be more friendly to you guys in private, otherwise it's too bureaucratic and makes me seem impersonal."

She said, "What a sweet thing to say."

Xiao Li could tell that their battalion commander really liked translator Meng and remembered every word she said.

Inside the car, Xiao Li glanced at their battalion commander again and saw that he was frowning slightly, staring intently at the rearview mirror with a serious expression.

Driven by his professional instincts, Xiao Li quickly turned his head to look at the rearview mirror on his side. Two SUVs appeared in the mirror, one black and one gray, one in front of the other, accelerating towards them.

Just as I was about to ask their battalion commander a question, I heard someone next to me give an order: "Be alert! Prepare for battle!"

The two men in the back row who had been pretending to sleep with their eyes closed woke up almost instantly. At the same time, they drew their sidearms and cocked them in one smooth motion.

"Speed ​​up! Max it out." These words were given to Xiao Li. Upon hearing this, Xiao Li floored the accelerator, and the car sped forward.

The two SUVs behind them also accelerated.