so called lover

Chapter 48 We are all grown up

People from M Country Daily came to pick me up early in the morning. We got to know each other briefly. There were four people including me, two photographers and two journalists. The reporter who was my partner was named George. He didn’t go. Passing through Huaguo, I was very excited along the way.The flight of more than ten hours dragged me to ask questions, customs, habits, taboos and so on. I didn't sleep well last night, and I was so sleepy that I answered his words in a daze.

We landed directly in City A. George and I carried a big travel bag, and the other two actually brought two suitcases and a big backpack, which they said were used for souvenirs.

When we walked easily, the two people behind were dragging two heavy suitcases with bitter faces, so George and I had to help them share.

We went to the city by car, and randomly found a hotel that looked okay. The whole group agreed that we should take a nap after eating.

Due to work needs, I booked a four-room suite, and I can edit videos together at night to sort out the things interviewed during the day.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been back to China. I can enjoy any ordinary stir-fry in China, not to mention the three of them from M country, who eat too much milk and bread, and are full of praise for the food in China. After a meal, he went back to his room to catch up on sleep, and started work tomorrow.

I was just about to fall asleep, when the phone rang suddenly, which made me almost jump up in shock, and I lost all sleepiness in an instant.

Damn it, which bastard would pick the time to make a phone call!

I grabbed my phone angrily, and my dad's phone number was displayed on it.

Uh……

I take back what I just said.

"Why did it take so long to pick up?"

Dad's cold voice uttered such questioning words, which felt a little scary, but fortunately, I got used to it, knowing that he didn't mean it, but just got used to it.

"Getting ready for bed, I'm so sleepy."

"Get off the plane?"

Dad figured it out right away, and he paid attention to my affairs when he was "doing business" with the strange uncle, hahaha...

so awkward.

"Ah."

"It was not convenient to talk yesterday. I didn't have time to ask you. Why did you suddenly return to China? Didn't go home, where did you go?"

"I need to go back to China for work. I'm going to take some pictures with three colleagues. I'm in City A now. It will take about two or three days to finish shooting here, and then I will go to City B to shoot for about a week."

"Well. When you come to City B, remember to bring your colleagues to have a meal at home."

"Okay."

"Well, take care of yourself."

"I will."

"See you."

After hanging up the phone, I was kind of looking forward to taking my colleagues to my house to blame the uncle for cooking.

What I'm looking forward to more is that I'm going home.

The headquarters of Country M Daily has communicated with the military camp in City A. We just need to go over to do interviews, take some photos, and record videos.

There are three military camps in City A. The one I want to interview is not the one where I waited for someone outside the door for two days and two nights five years ago. I think of unhappy things.

The camera is really heavy. I have grown five centimeters in five years. From a distance, I am almost the same as before. My weight doesn’t move at all. People in M ​​country are naturally tall, and I am often mistaken for a minor.Another photographer named Grace was carrying a camera and wearing big-frame sunglasses, not obtrusive at all, very cool and handsome.

When we arrived at the gate of the barracks, we explained our purpose. They received us very warmly and asked two soldiers to accompany us to shoot.

For the sake of progress, we were divided into two teams. George and I were in charge of character interviews, and they were in charge of filming the scenes in the camp.

Because the soldiers being interviewed introduced the facilities in the barracks while talking, we had no choice but to follow along. The interview was only halfway through, and the two of us were already too hot.

But the soldiers with us worked tirelessly, with sweat running down their foreheads. The interview went on for three hours. After the whistle sounded, Mr. Soldier said that it was lunch time. We immediately said that we would not disturb him for dinner. He warmly invited us to have lunch together, and said that this is the meaning of the platoon leader. If you want to actively cooperate with our work, you must try the barracks canteen.

We thought this was part of the interview, so we washed our hands and wiped our sweat, contacted another couple, and after making an appointment to go together, George and I set off with him first.

The people in the cafeteria saw us coming in, took a quiet look at us, and then ate in silence, so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

George quickly entered the atmosphere and was very cooperative without chatting with me. Under the leadership of the soldier brother, he took a big plate to the rice bucket to cook, and then went to line up to get food.

George took the meal and sat with me, whispered to me that the soldiers in Huaguo are so serious, and then picked up the soup and drank it "seriously".

I laughed for a while.

I was lowering my head to eat, when a strong force suddenly rose from behind, no one reacted, I was already lifted up and left the seat.

Ben Baobao looked at George, who was also shocked, in shock, and was at a loss.

...what's the matter? !

"team leader?!"

The soldier who led us was probably the first to react. He didn't put down his chopsticks, and gave a soft growl in uncertainty.

My dull five senses finally sensed a pair of big hands holding my armpit behind.

I was about to turn my head to protest that even if I wanted to show us the strength of Hua Guo’s soldiers, I couldn’t use this method, when the voice behind me cast a holding spell.

"Let him use it."

The powerful chest in the depths of memory is pressed against my back.

I was completely dumbfounded.

With a flip of his hand, Jiang Yi lifted me out easily.

My head was hanging on his back, and when I looked up, I saw that George was about to rush out of several people's uniforms like crazy. I wanted to tell him not to worry, but I couldn't yell because my stomach was pressed against me.

Alas, if I don’t say it, I won’t say it, anyway, I don’t know if I need to worry.

Ah.

Jiang Yi carried me into a room with mats on the floor. As soon as I entered the room, a burst of cool air hit my face. I was so cool that I couldn't breathe. The air conditioner is the greatest invention of human beings. Hey~comfortable~

Before I had enjoyed it for a while, I was suddenly thrown out. Although there was a soft cushion behind me, I was still quite frightened.

Hey, I'm going, it's so fucking heavy!

I put my hands against my chest, which was much wider, but it was useless, and I was quickly sanctioned by violence—he fixed my hands on top of my head.

Darker, stronger, taller.

Except for those still bottomless eyes, the fully mature man in front of me is slightly different from the boy in my memory.

After all, it's been five years.

People grow up, we all grow up.

I have imagined countless times, if one day, the scene where we met by chance, I never felt peaceful.

The greatest wealth that time bestows on me may be this moment of composure.

The author has something to say: the second update is completed today!