"The matter of taking over the military area is an arrangement of your majesty, and it has nothing to do with me."

    Lu Mian said: "I know."

    He patted Zhou Xueying's shoulder lightly, and there was no emotion in his eyes: "Do it hard."

.Zhou Xueying said: "Your Majesty wants me to tell you about going to the school to teach. I hope you will think about it." Looking at Lu Mian's face, his voice is softer, "Your Majesty said that I spent time with you in the college. A happy campus life, if you go to school, may be helpful for healing your spirit."

    The Lu family has been in business for generations, and Lu Myanmar was the first to join the army. The opportunity to join the army was because he met the imperial emperor who was studying incognito at the time when he was studying.

    Although the outside world has been spreading the emperor's fear of Lu Burma's prestige, the relationship between them is much stronger than outsiders' rumors.

    This time the emperor asked him to step down temporarily, but he was actually giving him a holiday. Lu Mian was asked to teach in the school, one is to let Lu Mian have something to do, and the other is that the school is full of simple students, and the atmosphere is relatively relaxed, which may be helpful for treating Lu Mian's trauma.

.Lu Myanmar replied: "Your Majesty's proposal, I will consider it again."

    "That's right." Lu Mian suddenly asked Zhou Xueying, "Is there any news about that person?"

    When Zhou Xueying heard his question, her face became stiff for a moment: "I haven't found it yet."

    After Lu Mian was silent for a while, he whispered in a low voice, and couldn't tell whether it was a loss or something else.

    When Lu Burma got on the spaceship, Iris gave Zhou Xueying a vicious look. Zhou Xueying didn't realize it, until she saw Lu Mian's figure disappear completely, she reluctantly retracted her eyes.

    Iris on the side said: "The Lu family has a dinner tonight."

    Zhou Xueying glanced at him, and these subordinates had also received invitations, and Iris suddenly said why.

.Iris said maliciously: "It seems you don't know yet. I will meet with his fiancé tonight. Maybe soon, the two will get married."

    After a while, Zhou Xueying smiled: "So what?"

    ·

    After returning home, I greeted my father.

    Lu Mian returned to the room, took off his military uniform, entered the bathroom and took a shower.

    The curtains in the room were closed tightly, and only one light was on.

    The Kotavo War five years ago was far more tragic than reported. The squad led by Lu Mian was ambushed by the star thief, and all the officers and soldiers around him were killed. Lu Mian was also dying of severe injuries.

    His subordinates were loyal, and at a critical juncture, they also covered Lu Mian with their bodies. The strong smell of blood paralyzed the senses, and Lu Mian's consciousness was dizzy.

    He has fought countless battles, but he has never been desperate like this once. .At that moment, countless thoughts of giving up just flashed through his mind. At the moment when his consciousness gradually dissipated, a clear song came into his mind through the malfunctioning machinery...

    The knock on the door suddenly sounded.

    "Master, master. The guest has come, and the master tells you to go down."

    Lu Mian rubbed his swollen eyebrows and responded.

    He got up from the bed and moved his eyes to a radio that was quietly placed on the head of the bed. This radio is very old just by looking at it. It may not be found in the old goods market of the Empire now.

    This is what Lu Myanmar brought back from the battlefield by the star thief. At that time, the song Lu Mian heard came from this radio. The boy's singing voice was loud and loud, letting Lu Myanmar escape from the pain and war at that moment. He seemed to see a pure white peaceful and beautiful world.

.To put it bluntly, it was this singing that saved Lu Mian at that time. When Lu Mian was training Pu Zhaoxing, only this song could keep him calm.

    Lu Mian reluctantly turned off the radio and began to wear the clothes prepared for tonight's banquet.

    After the war, he once asked his trusted adjutant to find the singing boy, and if he could, he wanted to thank him in person.

    Only five years later, he still has no news from the other party.

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    In the evening, the three of the Song family showed up at the banquet on time.

    Song Huai put on the dress, holding the exquisitely packaged cake in his arms, peeking left and right.

    Father Song looked at it and twisted his eyebrows: "Dudu, come over and call someone."

    Song Huai stood still and yelled sweetly, "Hello, Grandpa Lu."

.Lu Qiwen is about to celebrate his 70th birthday. He has watched Song Huai grow up since he was a child, and he has liked this child very much.

    "Dudu is here." Lu Qiwen deliberately joked when seeing the little cake in his arms, "Is it for Grandpa Lu?"

    Song Huai was a little embarrassed and said, "I, I will do it for Grandpa Lu next time."

    Lu Qiwen smiled like a flower. He glanced behind Song Huai: "Hey, Amian is here."

    Song Huai glanced back and saw the tallest one among the group of people talking and laughing.

    It was hard for Song Huai to ignore that leg and figure.

    He couldn't help but feel a little tangled in his heart, then among the group of people, which one is Lu Myanmar.

    Song Huai was embarrassed to ask, so he could only guess slowly by himself.

.Several of the people in the group wore military uniforms and were about the same age. They were two bald heads, one beer belly, and three short winter melons.

    Unique.

    Song Huai's heart became cooler as he watched, and he was hopeless.

    Yan Gou's attributes made him keep his sight on the long-legged man.

    It seemed that he noticed Song Huai's gaze. Lu Mian, who had already changed into a suit, turned his head, and the two's gazes happened to collide.

    Just staring at each other for two seconds, Song Huai felt his entire face burn.

    How could there be such a good-looking person in this world.
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