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Realizing that she seemed to have angered Gong Siming again, Si Wan decided to be more gentle in order to make her life more comfortable.

He endured the calm for a while and took a step back into the vast sky.

Following the original intention of benevolence and righteousness, Si Wan's entire face was smiling as she ran over to Gong Siming's bedside.

He bowed respectfully, causing Gong Siming, who was originally cold, to be dumbstruck.

"I'm sorry, Boss Gong, please forgive me for my unkind attitude earlier."

He had no idea what Si Wan was going to do, or what she was thinking, but she was different from the Si Wan from before, who was indifferent to everything and accepted to everything obediently.

Gong Siming didn't know what kind of surprise Si Wan would give him.

"The reason why I'm so happy is because I feel extremely honored to be able to take care of you close proximity!"

The other party was Gong Siming, the man who created a storm with a flip of his hand. If he were to stomp on the ground, the entire city would definitely shake.

Yeah, how did he get hurt?

In the open and in secret, the number of people who could protect him was as high as a regiment. In addition, with his extraordinary skills, how strong would he be if he was injured?

"Boss Gong, can I ask you a question?"

A pair of bright and spirited eyes, Si Wan looked at Gong Siming pleadingly.

The mysterious Gong Siming nodded.

"How did you get hurt?"

Seeing Gong Siming's heavy face looking at him, there was no reaction at all.

"If you're willing to say it, then forget it. Just pretend that I didn't ask." Si Wan said indifferently.

Gong Siming who had recovered from his shock said weakly.

"What did you say?"

So it turned out that she hadn't heard what he had said at all.

After repeating the question from before, Si Wan looked at Gong Siming with curiosity.

"Oh, accidentally injured."

Seriously, it's fine if you don't want to answer. It's fine if you say it, but who would send someone to injure him when he has nothing better to do?

He wasn't careful and didn't casually get shot.

He really wasn't an ordinary person. Just a slight mistake and he was shot.

If you're not careful, you can't turn into a sieve.

With this thought in mind, if Gong Siming really turned into a sieve, the most upset person would probably be this Miss Si Wan who was constantly complaining in her heart.

"It's nothing. In the past, when we were on the battlefield, we would often get injured."

In order to not worry Si Wan, Gong Siming couldn't help but say a few more words.

Although he was injured frequently, there were no obvious injuries on Gong Siming's body.

"The scars on your body?"

Si Wan asked somewhat suspiciously.

"It's settled. My mom will go crazy if she sees it."

Gong Siming didn't care about the tone because that was his own body. Even if he had to take care of it, it would take a very long time.

He usually looked cold and merciless, but when facing his own family, he also had a solemn expression. He didn't expect that he would actually think for his family.

Unknowingly, the two began to chat.

The two of them were military families and had been in the army since they were young. They had a certain level of understanding and love towards strategic deployment, firearms, ammunition, and cold weapons.

When discussing these topics, the two of them appreciated each other even more and hated each other for meeting too late.

He was surprised at the other party's precision and surprise at their strategic deployment, as well as at their love for cold weapons, especially close combat.

She also listened to Gong Siming bringing his soldiers to battle time and time again to fight against the terrorists and the professional assassins who were fighting against each other to protect the patriots who were fighting and fighting for peace.

Many times, he had been sparring with Lord Yama.

Si Wan looked at the man in front of him with a face full of worship as he spoke frankly and confidently, as if the one lingering between life and death was not him, but rather, a soul-stirring story.

This was a good beginning, and neither of them noticed that the arguments between the two were getting less and less.

Seeing that Gong Siming's mouth was a little dry, Si Wan would pass the water in her hand to him.

Gong Siming didn't mind in the slightest that Si Wan drank all of the water before him.

No one noticed that the two of them were getting closer and closer to each other.

When it came to critical moments, Gong Siming would keep her in suspense and tell her the result quietly.

"Si Wan, stop calling me Boss Gong, and call me Ah Ming!"

Putting the water that Si Wan had passed over to him to her mouth, Gong Siming's tone was extremely gentle, without the usual domineering tone and orders.

Si Wan's smile instantly stiffened.

Many years ago, Si Wan had happily gone to find Gong Siming to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together with him.

In the past, the two families had spent the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

She ran to him happily and said happily: "Ah Ming, let's go."

Gong Siming held onto the hands of a girl by his side, and said indifferently: "You're not allowed to call me Ah Ming in the future, you're not worthy!"

She tried her best to smile, not letting her tears fall as she asked foolishly.

"Why?"

Gong Siming said without turning his head back.

"I told you, you don't deserve it!"

She could only watch as he held the hands of another girl as they walked away. She would never forget the victorious smile on her face as she turned around to look at him.

The people around her were all laughing at her and pointing at her.

Just like being abandoned by the whole world, he was the only one facing the darkness.

At that time, Si Wan had just left the hospital and had just experienced a life and death experience.

The first thing he did after leaving the hospital was to impatiently look for Gong Siming.

He didn't expect that Ye Zichen had already held someone else's hand.

Thinking of this, a tear fell from the corner of Si Wan's eye.

Reaching out his hand, Gong Siming caught Si Wan's sliding tears.

It was excruciating, as if the tear would eat away at everything.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing."

After wiping away the tears on her face, Si Wan returned to her previous tranquility.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Gong Siming was a little perturbed in his heart. Gong Siming especially hated this kind of feeling that he could not understand or grasp.

He didn't know what he should do, what he shouldn't do.

"No, I'm a little homesick."

Hearing Si Wan say that, she suddenly thought that it was Si Wan's first time leaving the country alone, so missing home was normal.

"Don't be sad, wait for me to recover, then we'll go back together."

said solemnly as he gently held Si Wan's hand.

Like a frightened little white rabbit, Si Wan instinctively retracted his hand, but she was unable to retract it from Gong Siming's grasp.

"Wanwan, during this period of time, don't think too much into it, don't think about others, don't think about the past, and don't think about the future. There's only the two of us, just you and I, okay?"

Such a deep and sincere Gong Siming was something that Si Wan had never seen before.

"Gongzi …"

She reached out her hand and gently placed it on Si Wan's lips.

"Call me Ah Ming!"

This sudden gentleness almost made Si Wan's heart jump out of her chest.

"Ah Ming!"

Using some force, Gong Siming pulled Si Wan into his embrace.

"Wanwan, I'm sorry!"

Hearing Gong Siming's late apology, Si Wan silently cried.

"Just cry. From today onwards, the only thing you can do is smile."