After drinking the cups of tea, it was time to say goodbye. Ye Jian felt that her hand was trembling.
"Come, come, drink, drink. Girl, I don't know when we'll meet again. I'll also give you a toast to your bright future and your rise!" Commissar Yan drank the tea in place of wine. When he put down the teacup, his hands were trembling slightly.
It was unknown when they would meet again, so how could they not feel sad?
Commander Liu saw his old partner turn his head to wipe his tears again. He patted his old partner's shoulder forcefully and teased, "Every time you send off a retired soldier, you shed the most tears, causing me to have no choice but to cry with you. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be scolded for being cold-blooded."
"I still have to see Staff Officer Du tomorrow. Take it easy. Don't accompany the leaders tomorrow with your swollen eyes."
