Chapter 470

Song ran and Gu Jingxing sit in the fifth row. The front four rows are almost all high-ranking officials in the army. Leaders of all levels go up to speak in turn. She listens carefully and occasionally turns her head to look at Gu Jingxing. He looks dignified and attentive, which makes song ran more deeply understand what a military man is.

Maybe, if she didn't go, he would be one of the martyrs who died.

After the leaders finished speaking, they took turns to commend the soldiers who had made great contributions to the earthquake relief. Song ran came to the stage with Gu Jingxing. She pushed her wheelchair and slowly went to the stage. She liked this feeling. It seemed that they fought side by side and won the victory. Then they accepted the respect and love of others.

It's a glorious feeling.

She pushed his wheelchair to the edge of the platform, then supported him, handed his crutches to him, and helped him to the stage. Under the thunderous applause, Gu Jingxing made a proper military salute, and song ran bowed to the crowd.

The commander-in-chief at the side, presented the certificate of honor to the two men, then shook hands with them, and said to song ran, "thank you for your contribution to the army, and thank you for going to the disaster area for the first time."

Song ran quickly bowed: "this is what I should do."

The commander nodded happily and stood aside with his hands. Song ran stood with Gu Jingxing with his certificate of honor. There were military photographers taking pictures below.

Song ran straightened up and stood on the stage of the general military area command with the people I like and accepted the military's commendation. It made me feel that he and I were equally matched. I felt that the feeling of equality was very good and wonderful.

Many years later, when song ran became a big star, she was shining in her eyes.

Until now, song ran knew that Gu Jingxing not only saved a pair of newly born twins, but also saved more than 100 people. In the disaster area, he was dying.

Listening to the report, the soldiers read out the names of those saved by Gu Jingxing. His eyes filled with tears. For his heroic deeds, he did not mention a word. Such a thing worth showing off was done in silence, and he never publicized it again.

Gu Jingxing, Gu Jingxing Song Ran's chest is full of moving, moved to want to hold him to cry.

On the one hand, he is afraid, on the other hand, he is really a man worthy of the best.

Song Ran's eyes gradually blurred. When the tears were about to burst, there was a burst of thunderous applause. In the applause, she and Gu Jingxing got off the stage together. She helped him step by step, and each step was firm and solid. It was quite meaningful to be in the same boat.

The next time seemed a little long, until the last soldier was commended. It was already one o'clock at noon. The crowd stood up and left in an orderly manner. Song ran helped Gu Jingxing to a wheelchair again, and then pushed him out slowly to the end of the crowd. Wutong

went out of the auditorium, and the sun was very fine at noon. From the auditorium to the car park, there was Indus tree all over the road. The shadow was mottled on his side face, and song Ran's heart became gentle and quiet.

By the side of the car, song ran stopped and Gu Jingxing was about to stand up. However, song ran pressed his shoulder and went around him. He squatted down beside him and touched his face: "Jingxing, why didn't you tell me?"

"Well? What do you say

"Why didn't you tell me about those dangerous things?"

Gu Jingxing looked at her pitifully: "it's just plain to worry you. What did you say?"