The words were backwards, but he recognized each one.
The words appeared one stroke at a time, as if someone was writing clumsily across from them.
"Miaomiao! Miaomiao, is that you?"
Xiao Yijie shouted.
But the person on the other side didn't seem to be able to hear it. The handwriting was still appearing one by one, without any pause or hesitation due to his shouting.
Tears welled up in Xiao Yijie's eyes, but he didn't dare to dazzle his eyes for a second, for fear that this was his illusion, for fear that everything would disappear when he opened his eyes again.
An|Song Family|Song Wei|Desert Military Tent
After these words appeared, nothing else changed.
"Miaomiao? Miaomiao!" Xiao Yijie shouted hard several times without getting any response.
He sat blankly looking at these words for an unknown amount of time. When he finally confirmed that there was no more content, he slowly stood up from the ground.
There was an unprecedented cruelty in his eyes.
Song family!
Song Wei!
Jin Miaomiao's consciousness returned to the tent.
It was already dark now, and a fire came out of the iron box in the center of the military tent, bringing warmth and light to the gradually cooling space.
Song Weiwei was holding a plate of food in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. Someone opened the curtain for him, and he walked in with air-conditioning and the smell of sand.
His hair is tied in Song's unique braid, and paired with a resolute military uniform, he has a kind of enchanting beauty.
"Come on, let's eat." He greeted.
The food was rudimentary—a compressed nutritional tablet.
"For those who are marching and fighting, this is the most convenient thing to eat. Even though it doesn't look good, it tastes delicious and is comparable to the dried meat you sell."
Jin Miaomiao unceremoniously picked up the nutritional tablet and chewed it, saying: "Sister A's product was obtained with great difficulty from Tuoba's. It is natural meat jerky. This kind of artificial food cannot be compared."
Seeing that she was not fooled, Song Wei curled his lips and said, "They are all dry and need to drink water. Come on, take a sip."
Jin Miaomiao pushed away the cup handed over by Song Wei and said, "I'm injured and can't drink."
Song Wei smiled and said: "Okay, you want to drink it or not. Anyway, all the water in the military camp has been drunk, only this is left. If you don't drink it, you will be thirsty until you return to the Song family."
Jin Miaomiao: "You want to take me back to the Song family?"
Song Wei: "Of course, are you waiting here for Xiao's people to find you? Besides, so many days have passed, they must have given up on you."
Jin Miaomiao: "They were right to give up on me. I am insignificant to them. Maybe they found Sister A and went back."
Song Wei looked at her sideways and said, "Aren't you sad?"
Jin Miaomiao smiled and said: "So what if I'm sad? I'm just a little assistant with no backing. But I have to work hard in school to get a job in Xiao's company. As long as they get Sister A back, the live broadcast will still be started and the money will still be made. They just need to change it. Just an assistant. If I didn't even have this bit of self-awareness, I would have jumped off the building eight hundred times."
Song Wei was moved.
He is not an insignificant person in the Song family.
In the Song Consortium, which values civility over martial arts, even if he has superior combat power and great military achievements, he can only be assigned to the edge pass and face the yellow sand desert every day.
The weak and incompetent head of the Song family only wants to live happily and richly, but he cannot see that various financial groups are already gearing up to try to change the territory again.
Song Wei looked at Jin Miaomiao: "Then come with me."
Not everyone who works hard gets rewarded.
But he, Song Wei, didn't believe in this evil.
He had discovered the abnormal behavior of various consortiums a long time ago. Although he was at the border, he had some secrets in various consortiums.
The Makino family and the Jin family have always been very close, and Song Wei is convinced that these two families have definitely cooperated to produce something important. Otherwise, his secret agents in these two families would not have died so strangely one after another.
The Xiao family seemed to be conspiring with the Tuoba family. In the previous stage, Tuoba Hong actually went to the Xiao family in person, and the Xiao family actually sent Xiao Yicheng to personally receive him. That was the next generation head of the Xiao family.
On the other hand, the Song family's cowardly and incompetent family head's only resort was to constantly send his sons and daughters to various financial groups for marriage.
But he really sent people there, but he never gave any support or help, and allowed those teenagers to struggle to survive in various consortiums, and even people were killed. He never struggled with the reasons, just wanted to I'll send a few more over.
The Song family's great rivers and mountains should not be violated like this.
Song Wei didn't want her home to become someone else's bed one day.
Jin Miaomiao looked up at him and said seriously: "I'm not going."
Song Wei: "Why?"
Jin Miaomiao: “No matter why, I just won’t go.”
Song Wei: "I can give you a stage and space. As long as you are really talented, I can help you succeed."
Jin Miaomiao: "I have no talent."
Song Wei: "You can still be so calm and calm in the face of the current situation. You are definitely not as simple as you say."
Jin Miaomiao did not dare to say more on this topic. The more lies, the more dangerous it would be. So he said instead: "You are a soldier. Your job is war. In your life, there is nothing but fighting. I don't want to live a life of fighting and killing." .”
Song Wei: "Isn't your life a war without gunpowder? Aren't the battles in the consortium also about life and death?"
Jin Miaomiao couldn't refute.
Although there was no bloodshed in the consortium, if she was still the weak and helpless Jin Miaomiao she was before, even without Yingzi's assassination, she would have been shattered to pieces at the hands of workplace murderers like Irene and Xiao Kerui.
Jin Miaomiao nodded and said, "No matter what you say, I won't go."
Song Wei: "No matter what you say, you have to go back with me. What's more, you are in my hands now. Do you think you have any choice?"
Jin Miaomiao: "Why? I am Jin Miaomiao, not Sister A. It is her you want to arrest, why do you want to take me away?"
Song Wei: "No matter who you are, but since you admitted that you have been following Sister A, you must know what she is doing, so arresting you or arresting her will be the same. Maybe you know better than her There’s more.”
After all, sometimes, the real hard nut to crack is the work of the executive, and the person standing in front of the camera may not know that much.
Jin Miaomiao was speechless.
She didn't expect that the lies she made up at random would actually lead to a trap for herself.
Seeing Jin Miaomiao shaking with anger, Song Wei patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, I won't treat you badly. If the information you tell me is useful, I will take you around in the future, and you don't have to reply." Go to Xiao's and work as a cow or horse for others, follow me, and I will give you a place to display your talents."
Jin Miaomiao sneered: "You are quite a nice person."
Song Wei said firmly: "That's for you."
