Chapter 149 Section 7

Cafe.The girl was holding a faded Mickey Mouse and looking at the computer. The recording girl came over and sat down: "What are you doing? Are you looking for me in such a hurry? Why did you take out the toy from childhood?" The girl was thoughtful, but said nothing. "What's wrong?" The girl raised her head: "Sister, I'm in love with him." "Who? Who is so charming?" "he." "who is he?" "The former special soldier who wrote online novels." The recording girl reached out to touch her forehead in shock, and then touched her own: "You don't have a fever? Are you kidding me? A writer who writes online novels can fascinate you?"

"I'm really in love with him." "Did you meet him? That's all you said? What's wrong with you?" "I've seen it." Tears slowly overflowed from the girl's eyes. "when?" "When I was seven years old." The recording girl looked at her, and then at the toy in her hand: "No... no way? Such a coincidence?" The girl wiped her tears, nodded and hugged Mickey Mouse tightly: "It's him." "Do you know which one he is? Aren't there several special forces who rescued you?" The girl raised her eyes: "But I just met him, and he is such a sad man."

"You were seven years old at the time, how old is he this year?" "thirty." "You are only twenty! Have you ever thought about it, are you suitable? Can you communicate?" The girl cried: "But he was only seventeen years old when he rushed into the hail of bullets to save me! Before he knew what death was, he was ready to exchange his life for mine." The girl cried and said: "I love him... No matter what you say, I have already fallen in love with him..." The recording girl looked at her: "Girl, you have to know, you...impossible...your mother won't agree..."

"Then I don't care. I came here not to ask you to educate me. I just want to find someone to talk to, to talk about what's in my heart. Sis, I'm suffering...I'm worried about him. He writes so fast now, Can you stand it?" "Is there no one around him to take care of him?" The girl shook her head: "No. I told you, he is a prodigal son." She looked at the recording girl, "Sister, I want to take care of him!" "Can you take care of people?" The recording girl looked at the girl, worried. "I can learn! I want to take care of him."

"Are you grateful? Or love?" "At first it was gratitude, but now, I love him more and more." "You have to know that such a prodigal son is not easy to provoke. My sister told you that the prodigal son I fell in love with hurt me very much!" "I'm ready!" "Why are you doing this?" "Because, I love him!" The girl hugged Mickey Mouse tightly and cried again. The recording girl looked at her, speechless.