Chapter 7 Don't Let Us Die in Vain

  He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at me fiercely, and my voice was gone. I quickly turned around and looked out the window.

  He sat back down, closed his eyes and crossed his arms: "You don't look pregnant at all in that outfit today."

  I looked down at my clothes, nothing was wrong with them. However, those jeans didn't quite seem like something a pregnant woman would wear. But it's too late now, he asked me to help act out this scene and didn't even give me a costume fee.

  Looking at his calm and composed appearance, as well as his arrangement of things, it's clear that he knows a lot about these matters. Otherwise, he wouldn't have designed everything to be so intricately connected. He came to find me, and within half a day, he got all these love letters and medical records ready for me, and even arranged for me to meet his parents. These things are just too tightly packed together. It's as if he had already planned everything out and was just waiting for me to make my entrance.

  It wasn't easy for the car to finally arrive in City A, my legs were numb from sitting. When he got up and got out of the car, he saw me rubbing my thighs and said with a bad tone: "If all soldiers were like you, there would be no need to fight wars."

  I furrowed my brow, actually I got a numb leg because of sitting next to him, I was so nervous that I didn't dare move.

  Almost everyone on the bus had gotten off, and I finally stood up with the back of the chair. My legs were numb and couldn't move. Su Haicheng walked back a few steps and helped me up: "Get off the bus and stomp your feet hard."

  He held me close, his masculine scent enveloping me, and I still felt uncomfortable pushing him away. But it was no use.

  After getting off the long-distance bus, he hailed a taxi and gave his home address. "Jun Tian, Junqu Da Yuan, Building 1-3."

  The driver turned around and said, "You two, our taxi may not necessarily be able to go in there. Let's make it clear first, if they let us in, we'll go in; if they don't let us in, I can only drive up to the gate."

  He nodded in agreement, and I was already stunned. He's a soldier, his family is also military... Right, he said his mom is a police officer, this...

  "Are you from a military family?"

  "General three generations! My grandfather is a general, now retired at home, after a while, you should be able to see him. However, my grandfather is old and easy-going, the harder one to deal with is my mom. There are still 40 minutes left, think carefully about what you want to say later."

  Forty minutes? I got nervous. This kind of lying, I really hadn't done it before. And it was such a big lie, the other party were soldiers and police. My heart not only beat faster, but my palms were also sweating.

  The taxi was still ten minutes away from the army compound when Su Haicheng asked the driver to stop. He wanted to get out of the car and couldn't let anyone in City A who knew him see him. As he got out, he leaned over and said to me: "Just pretend these things are real, think about it, if you were really in this situation, what would you do?"

  He closed the car door and paid for the taxi fare. My hands were slightly trembling, from now on I could only rely on myself.

  Just as the car was about to start again and leave, he suddenly tapped on the window, stopping the car, then leaned over and whispered to me: "Chen Siyi, remember that in that village, more than 100 lives were lost, our comrades, more than 20 people died. The truth of their deaths is waiting for you to uncover it. Don't let so many people die in vain."

  He got out of the car and gestured to the driver to drive away. But my heart became even more confused. The thing I wanted to do was related to that village. I just knew it had something to do with those dead people. I felt like crying, but couldn't cry, and my whole body trembled slightly.

  The car was stopped at the gate of the military zone, but the guard was a good person and asked a few questions before letting us in. When the car stopped in front of 1-3, I got out of the car, but didn't know how to knock on the door. My heart was racing, and I had forgotten the opening lines I had thought of last night.

  I stood for about twenty minutes, a car stopped behind me, an old man got out of the car with a cane and a young soldier supporting him. I quickly made way for him, as he passed by my side, he looked at me and asked: "Miss, who are you looking for?"

  "I... I... I'm looking for Su Haicheng." I said.

  The old man's gaze suddenly changed, and he walked towards the house while saying: "Come in and speak."

  I followed the old man into that house full of Chinese style. My eyes didn't dare to look around, all I could see was the solid wood sofa in the living room, the solid wood desk, the solid wood tea table, and the huge fan on the wall. Everything was in Chinese style, even the clothes worn by the old man's family were traditional Chinese cheongsam with mandarin collar.

  The old man sat on the sofa, and the little soldier beside him said in a low voice: "Old General, don't take it so seriously. If you should let go of this matter, then just let go. You're not in good health, don't have an accident."

  The old man waved his hand and let him leave first. He then turned to me: "Something has happened at home, miss. If you have something to say, just say it."

  This should be Su Haicheng's grandfather. Su Haicheng said he was easy to talk to, but I still nervously handed over the hospital's pregnancy test sheet with trembling hands. For a moment, I didn't know what to say either.

  The old man looked at the bill carefully, then asked: "Miss, what do you mean?" His old eyes narrowed as if they were not open. But I could feel that he was staring at me tightly.

  I nervously opened my mouth and said: "There is a scar on Su Haicheng's butt, which was left when he had an allergic reaction to the injection during the war."

  The old man slowly put down the pregnancy test paper.

  It wasn't until then that I realized I had misspoken, and in a flurry, I pulled out all those love letters.

  This time he didn't look, but instead shouted upstairs: "Suyun, Suyun, come over."

  A middle-aged woman in a police uniform came down from upstairs, slightly plump, with neatly combed hair and red-rimmed eyes, clearly having just cried. "Dad," she called out softly.

  This must be Su Haicheng's mother, I'm even more uneasy now, and can't sit comfortably no matter how I adjust my position.

  The old man pointed at the things I put on the small tea table and said: "Take a look."

  Su's mother sat down opposite me, picked up those things, and carefully checked them one by one. Then she raised her head, exchanged a sharp glance with me, and asked: "Miss, what do you mean by coming here?"

  "I," my words broke off, took a deep breath, and said the words I had thought of last night. "I'm pregnant with Su Haicheng's child, but now I also can't contact him. As for this child, I don't know whether to keep it or not. If I keep it, I won't be able to contact him, and I won't be able to raise it by myself either. If Auntie thinks it's not necessary to keep it, please give me some medical expenses and living expenses."

  "You think you can threaten our family with these things?" She threw all those documents down.

  The old man whispered a few words into the ear of the little soldier who was serving him tea, and then the little soldier left.

  I was so scared by Su's mother that I was stunned. I really wanted to give up, and if I left now, they wouldn't do anything to me, would they? But then I remembered the words of Su Haicheng: "Chen Siyi, remember, in that village, there are over a hundred lives at stake, our comrades, more than 20 people died for no reason. The truth about their deaths is waiting for you to uncover it. Don't let so many people die in vain."

  I bit my lip and clenched my fists tightly, my fingernails digging into the flesh, but I didn't feel any pain.

  The old man slowly said: "These words are indeed from Haicheng. It was written by him, no mistake!"

  Su's mother still had a stern face: "Dad, Haicheng is in the army, where does he have time to find a girlfriend? He won't do such a thing! You know he's an active serviceman, and now that he's sacrificed himself, it's our Su family's pride. If we acknowledge this child, isn't that disgracing Haicheng?" She turned to me: "If you really liked Su Haicheng, then leave."

  Is that it? His mom is really not easy to talk to at all.

  At this time, the little soldier walked over and said: "General, your grandson Su Haicheng indeed had several instances of asking for leave to go out all night without returning half a year ago. Moreover, when their political commissar was sorting through his belongings a few days ago, they found a love letter on his desk with only his name written on it."