When Gu Xiaobei thought that Lu Zhanguo would return to the army the day after tomorrow, she felt uncomfortable. Since she had woken up, she was holding onto Lu Zhanguo naggingly without letting go. Lu Zhanguo helplessly patted her little head: "Why don't you come back with me?"
"No way. If I leave now, I won't have a penny of salary. I have worked for half a month already, leaving now would be a great loss." Gu Xiaobei grumbled.
When leaving the house, she reminded Lu Zhanguo again and again not to forget to mail her draft. Lu Zhanguo looked down at the address written by Gu Xiaobei, his eyes deepening. He remembered when Gu Xiaobei filled out the military accompanying materials, she wrote slender and delicate characters, but now her writing was forceful enough to penetrate the paper, rough and free-spirited. When the handwriting changed, the temperament changed, what did this mean?
