Drifting Towards You

But he knew that this incident would be a pain in his heart forever.

But even if it was hurt, he couldn't help watching his originally such excellent grandson become passive and degenerate forever.

In this way, even under Jiuquan, he couldn't explain to his son.

After a long while, Old Man Li spoke again: "Have you ever thought about those dead comrades in arms, whether they blamed the commanding officer just like you."

"I don't know, and don't want to know." Li Mubai said coldly.

"Well, you don’t know, then I’ll tell you. They will not blame, because they understand that everyone is doing their best, because they understand that from the moment they put on the military uniform, they will do it for the motherland and the people. Preparations for blood on the head! Everyone is doing their best, Li Mubai, what are you doing!" Old man Li asked angrily.

The corners of Li Mubai's eyes were scarlet, and he clenched his big hands hanging beside him.

He has blue veins on his forehead and sneered: "I don't owe anyone anything, so why should I throw my head and blood for whom? You let me take care of the lives of others, who cares about my life, and who cares about their lives!"

At the end, he was emotional and roared.

This is actually extremely selfish, like an irresponsible **** with no faith.

Elder Li said in silence for a while, and sighed slightly tiredly: "Xiao Bai, grandpa is old, and grandpa only hopes you can be well before death. Even if you don't want to return to the army, you should find a job to stabilize, or if you don't want to Work, then do something. You can’t consume your life in this way all the time."

Li Mubai didn’t speak, and Old Man Li said again: “Your drunkenness and dreams are the greatest disrespect for those who have died. Think about it for yourself. I contacted an old subordinate. With your previous military position and military merits, it’s okay. Don’t you think that the commander of the year should bear a great deal of responsibility for sending you to the headquarters? Why don’t you try, so that there may be fewer sacrifices in the future.”

When the words fell, Old Man Li hung up the phone without waiting for Li Mubai to speak.

Li Mubai slowly put down the phone while listening to the busy tone on the phone.

He stood in front of the building, lit a cigarette, his eyes were a bit blurred, and his red eyes were full of overflowing pain.

Before long, it was the lunch break.

Seeing that he hadn't come back for a long time after he had gone out, Xia Feise put on a piece of clothing and went out to look for him.

When he found him, he was standing on the steps in front of the building and smoking a cigarette, his eyes lonely, and his body was lonely, as if he was abandoned by the world, which made people feel distressed for no reason.

Because he didn't take a coat, he wore very little.

Xia Feise slowly stepped forward and touched his hand, pulling out the cold.

Li Mubai withdrew his gaze, his gaze fell on her face without making a sound.

Xia Feise met his beautiful eyes, and under the distinct eyelashes, the pupils were a little confused, reflecting her shadow, but there was no focus.

Xia Feise gently hugged him: "It's so cold outside, go in."

Li Mu's throat moved slightly, because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was a little dry and hoarse: "What to eat?"

"Go out to eat." Xia Fei said warmly.

"With that Zhao?" Li Mubai asked.

Xia Feise originally thought this way, but she couldn't help but whispered softly when she met him, "Just us."

"Okay." He twitched the corners of his lips, showing a smile that didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

Xia Feise sighed softly, just thinking that sometimes he really looked like a child.

Even though he was in a down mood, he still insisted on paying attention to these trivial things.