"I won't be afraid of you, you won't be afraid of me. When you show up in front of me with all your blood, I will say it's a beautiful job, my major. I'm in front of you with all my blood. You'll say it's a beautiful job, my comrades in arms. "

"Look, none of us will be afraid of anyone. We know each other and understand each other. You are right. Our love is stronger than romantic love. "

"Xia Jinyuan, I believe our love has always been so strong."

Our love will always be so strong Xia Jinyuan smiled, and the little fox was really able to speak. Speaking of his heart, he was sweet to his heart. "Yes, this is my love with you. You can see the light, but also the wind and the sun. Our love is the love we have now. "

"This is our love, our unique love." Hand in the water wet, and then gently wash the blood on his handsome face, see his eyes gentle, and bright smile.

Xia Jinyuan's life is really good-looking, elegant as bamboo, proud as pine. His eyes are the ink paintings on master's paper. There are handsome people who show the mountains and the open ground, and there are also sharp ones when splashing ink. There is no place that is not exquisite or elegant.

The first time she met, she saw that the majestic young major lived in her heart like this, and could not resist his gentleness even if she did not want to.

She was cleaning the blood stains on his face. Similarly, he was cleaning the blood stains on his face for her. The eyes of both of them were so focused. Only the faces of each other were seen in the deep pupils until they were clean.

And Xia Jinyuan's hand, pulling the grass growing in the stream and rubbing it until it comes out of the grass pulp, and then washing the blood dirt in the finger joints.

Ye Jianxi is very serious, slightly pursed the corners of his mouth, and his hands are soft without losing their strength to clean the blood dirt in his fingers.

The murmuring stream flushed the blood on his face and hands a little, but no more dirt was found. She looked up and said with a smile, "it's very clean, it's all the smell of grass."

In the light of the morning, the face stained with water drops is like a pearl and jade. It is bright and clean and congealed. The black eyes look at themselves with smile. The coldness in the expression doesn't know when it will fade away quietly. Only the remaining gentleness to him. In this second, the summer abyss only feels the dimple of her tenderness in her heart.

"Xia Jinyuan, are you lazy? Standing in the middle of them, you are too white. The skin on your face and your hands are so white. I don't know if you are lazy. " The bowed leaf Jane smiled and joked. In the scrubbing of green straw pulp, the hands with strength are more white, and the phalanges are delicate and slender, three points more beautiful than the pianist's hands.

Xia Jinyuan replied with a smile, "this question bothers me for several years. I even thought about going to the hospital to have a walk and make my skin darker when I was just in military school."

Ye Jian, who was secretly praised in her heart, didn't see the change in the master's calm eyes. Because of her seriousness and concentration, Xia Jinyuan's eyes were darker and darker.

"You want to be white, and you want to be black? It's really hateful. " Let go of his clean hands, and Ye Jian held water for herself and poured it on her face. Xia Jinyuan, who was squatting beside her, got up at this time, and shouted in a deep voice: "Ye Jian..."

Ye Jian looks up with a smile, "I can..."

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