The girl was slim, twisting the plaid tie around her husband's neck. After all, her eyes looked at each other in the calmness of time. She was originally smiling, but she heard a ringing sound, and there was only a faint sentence in the receiver: "... I have a mission..."
Lang Jun's pupils contracted, and he took a military stance simultaneously, naturally and skillfully, just like every time before.
"Yes, after receiving the order, return to the team immediately!"
As soon as the words fell, his hands were weak, but he still didn't put them down. After a while, he turned around, his smile was still there, but slightly frozen.
After standing still for a while, he finally walked away.
Tears filled her eyelashes, "Next time you see me, don't be so unkempt!"
She watched and he didn't answer, but she knew that he would definitely say: "Okay."
Purpose: Your belief, my responsibility