Chapter 1253： Best birthday gift

Qi Anran only felt the blood all over his body boil, but his limbs were a little soft and chilly.

The doubt in his mind instantly revolved back to the beginning, why is there such a piece of paper in these books that should belong to Huo Yizhen?

Why is it stuck on this page in the book? Why does it happen that the day of the accident happened when the ciphertext above was solved with the Caesar password?

Obviously only they know each other or the small game that only the three of them knows. Obviously he should be no longer in this world at that time. Why is there such a thing?

Is someone playing mystery, or is it...

"Is it possible..." Qi Anran's hands were trembling when he thought of this possibility, and his heart beat violently uncontrollably.

Qi Anran held his stomach with one hand and the position of his heart with the other, trying to calm himself down, but it didn't seem to be of much use.

Some things that have been overlooked for a long time have found the red line connecting them together with the broken jigsaw at this moment, and finally they can be connected bit by bit to piece together the most complete map.

Why did Marshal He suddenly endorse the Ninth Army, which had lost Huo Yizhen and was coveted by countless people, and resisted all opinions and kept it?

Why did Ji Shengnan consider himself as an agent after taking over the Ninth Army, instead of directly succeeding him as the commander of the Ninth Army? Even the honor of the Border War has not been awarded for a long time?

How many people think this is because of Huo Yizhen’s sacrifice. The Ninth Army suffered heavy losses in that battle. The soldiers of the Ninth Army had merits and demerits, and the merits and demerits accounted for a large proportion. The people above also need a little time to measure. Wrangling, this has been dragging.

But the truth... is that really the case?

At the funeral, Bai Xuanyu talked about Huo Yizhen's attitude and his advice.

These things are linked together, so Qi Anran has to think deeply, but also has to doubt.

"Woo..." Qi Anran looked at these things pinched in his hands, tears of patience finally poured out at this moment.

It's just different from the grief and grief a few months ago. At this time, she was more joyful and relieved that the tight string in her mind loosened.

He is not dead, he must not be dead! He is still alive, he is still alive!

Although I don't understand why he wants to do this, as long as he is still alive, those are not important, not important anymore!

Qi Anran hugged the same thing in his arms and wept bitterly, letting tears wet them.

At this moment, she thought she might have received the best birthday present.

Qi Anran felt a little swollen in his eyes the next morning because his emotions were a bit out of control the night before. Looking at the swollen eyes in the mirror, Qi Anran couldn't help but laugh.

The shadow and pressure that hovered in her heart over the past few months finally gradually dissipated, replaced by joy and hope.

The baby in his belly seemed to sense the joy of his mother and moved happily.

When Qi Anran noticed this, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, touched his stomach, and greeted with a faint smile: "Good morning, baby, let's go down for dinner."

The baby in his stomach seemed to have heard Qi Anran's words, and lightly hit the position where Qi Anran's hand was attached, with little strength, but it was heartwarming for no reason.

Qi Anran interacted with the baby for a while, and went downstairs with a relaxed and happy smile.