832: Chapter 832: The Bias of mory 832: Chapter 832: The Bias of mory She would occasionally lift her head to glance at Qin Jian standing beside her, a sense of happiness welling up within her.
Qin Jian also noticed Cheng Yu’s gaze and slightly turned his eyes.
Their gazes collided in the air, with the joyful emotion in Cheng Yu’s eyes slightly revealed, and her cheeks gradually took on a thin blush.
Qin Jian’s brows furrowed slightly, and his mouth ford a straight line, “Teacher Cheng, you keep looking at , do you have sothing to say to ?”
“I…” Cheng Yu was caught off guard by Qin Jian’s question, her mind racing to arrange the words she planned to say to Qin Jian, “Staff Officer Qin, there were so things I didn’t recall at the dinner table, but now while walking, they are coming back to , bit by bit.”
“Oh?
Let’s hear them,” Qin Jian’s eyes were sowhat enigmatic.
Cheng Yu stopped in her tracks, her gaze resting on Qin Jian’s handso and resolute face, “I want to ask, Staff Officer Qin, are you the platoon leader who sacrificed himself to save on the China-Vietnam Battlefield years ago?
I vaguely rember that he also had the surna Qin.”
“No!” Qin Jian denied it, “There are many people with the surna Qin.
I am not the platoon leader you’re looking for.”
“Why?
I rember…
I rember clearly that it was you…
Platoon Leader Qin, you were that platoon leader.” Cheng Yu’s emotions beca sowhat agitated.
Clearly, the person in front of her was him, so why would he refuse to admit it!
“I am certain it wasn’t !” Qin Jian looked at her with a cool gaze, “If your lifesaver were , why would I refuse to acknowledge it?”
“Qin Jian, were you injured in the head during that battle?
Is that why you can’t rember many things?
Look at , look at my face!
I am the dic Cheng Yu from back then!
Have you forgotten?
On the battlefield, when there was no anesthetic, you used a sharp knife to dig out the bullet with your bare hands!
If I am not mistaken, there should be a scar near your shoulder,” Cheng Yu closed her eyes and thought for a mont before saying, “The right arm!
The wound is on the right arm!
Do you dare let see it?”
Qin Jian squinted at Cheng Yu, slowly rolling up the sleeve of his left army T-shirt, “Teacher Cheng, see for yourself, is there a wound?
It seems to that the bullet in Teacher Cheng’s head is causing mischief, leading to mory distortions—it’s you, isn’t it?”
Cheng Yu looked at Qin Jian incredulously, the light in her eyes dimming bit by bit.
How could this be?
Could it really be an error in her mory?
I clearly rember that arm was the one Qin Jian used to shoot with!
“Teacher Cheng, it’s getting late, I must go to the training field now.
You’ll have to walk the rest of the way on your own,” Qin Jian said.
Cheng Yu, with her eyes closed, acted as if she heard nothing, her mind replaying the scenes from the past!
When she opened her eyes again, a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.
She was wrong.
Who had ruled that the arm used to shoot must be the right arm?
“Do you dare let see your right arm?”
“My right arm does have an injury, so what?
Teacher Cheng, what’s the point in saying so much?
I am not the person you’re looking for!
I really don’t have ti now, I must go.
Goodbye, Teacher Cheng!” After Qin Jian finished speaking, he strode away.
“Qin Jian…
I feel so dizzy…” after Cheng Yu spoke, her body started to sway, and she fell towards the ground.
Qin Jian suddenly turned around, quickly catching her, “Teacher Cheng, are you alright?”
“I’m feeling very dizzy; please take back,” Cheng Yu said with her eyes closed, leaning into Qin Jian’s chest.
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