(Yao Shao: The power is out of the house. There are only a few buildings in our house. I don’t know why there is always a problem with the route. I went to the Internet cafe and finally found someone to ask for a manuscript to send them some advice. Also, yesterday’s recommendation tickets were so few, sad. My buddy updated 6,000 words every day without interruption. There are too many people in this collection, so why doesn’t the recommendation tickets move?)

In the days that followed, Sikong Bowen continued to wander on the most dangerous land in the world.[]

She had been missing in Afghanistan for eighteen days. The editor-in-chief of the TV station was so anxious that she posted hero posts and even offered a reward for finding her information. Just when everyone thought she might have suffered an accident, she returned home with dust and a lot of authentic first-hand information.

During the Wenchuan earthquake, Sikong Bowen ran back and forth in the center of the earthquake zone. In order to protect reporters and to prevent the spread of panic, the army set up cordons in some areas with high aftershocks, and reporters were not allowed to enter, even war correspondents were not allowed.

In this case, Sikong Bowen simply put aside the interview car and brought the interview equipment and food to intersperse in the earthquake zone alone. Once she met a soldier, she would be invited out of the dangerous area, so during that time, she had to avoid natural dangers and professional soldiers who were active on the front line of the earthquake zone. She ate her own compressed biscuits when she was hungry and wanted to sleep when she was tired at night. Several times, she lay directly into the body bag.

If the duty of a soldier is to face the threat of death calmly, the woman who took eight years to reach the position of the first vanguard of the "Death Soldier Camp" step by step is dancing with the god of death!

A man who dares to marry a woman like Sikong Bowen really needs a tough nerve, and he must be able to withstand the days without a woman's company like an ascetic. Otherwise, even if he barely combines, the final outcome will inevitably be hard. After understanding this, Sikong Bowen simply remains single until now.

Shi Shaoying softened his voice: "This time you went to India to track and interview the armed conflict between the Indian army and the Naxalites. How about it? Are you in danger?"

The Naxalites, also known as the "Maoist", are an armed force active in West Bengal. They only have more than 20,000 people and use only the most basic rifles and rocket launchers. However, they have "excellent military achievements" in confrontation with the Indian government: 91% of the violent incidents in India and 89% of the violent deaths are related to this organization. From 2004 to 2009, in just five years, the organization launched 10,064 violent incidents, which shows how enthusiastic they are and how professional they are.

"After I found a village controlled by Nassalists, I was caught directly by the militia. If I were not a woman, my head would be cut off on the spot." Sikong Bowen said lightly, "Later I learned that they had asked someone to do divination. The divination showed that there would be spies from government troops to spy on the military information that day. At that time, I was head-on-headed by them. I was tied to the sun for two days and only gave me a bowl of water. Fortunately, I was strong enough to survive."

Shi Shaoying shut up. The Nassalites are an extreme left military organization. They destroy railways and kill people and rob people. They do not take human lives seriously. Killing a foreign journalist does not require any concerns. They definitely kill them just by saying that they are killed. Sikong Bowen is so tired now, and it is likely that he was physically and mentally injured at that time and has not recovered yet.

Sikong Bowen in the bathroom did not speak anymore, and the two of them fell into tranquility, leaving only the sound of water flowing when Sikong Bowen's body crossed the water.

I don’t know how long it took, the bathroom door was opened, Sikong Bowen walked out wrapped in a bath towel, and she climbed directly on the big bed where Shi Shaoying slept. Before Shi Shaoying raised objections, she gently laid her head on Shi Shaoying’s shoulder.

Shi Shaoying's mouth moved slightly, but he finally said nothing. The two of them had the intimacy that only lovers could have, and they snuggled together intimately. At such a close distance, he could clearly feel that the woman beside him was trembling gently.

Shi Shaoying sighed softly in his heart. Facing a group of murderous thugs without blinking, watching them raise the bloody machete in their hands at him, how could she not be afraid no matter how strong she is?! She was put under the sun for two days and had clearly smelled the smell of death. How could she not be injured?!

Shi Shaoying stretched out his hand, hugged her, and then gently patted her on her shoulder, "Have you been home?"

"No, I'm like this, I'll scare my parents."

Sikong Bowen might feel that his current posture was not very comfortable. She moved her body and put her head on Shi Shaoying's chest. Listening to Shi Shaoying's powerful heartbeat, she murmured: "Your chest is very broad and very warm. Well, you are a little fatter and softer than before. This is better, it's comfortable to hold it..."

Shi Shaoying hugged the woman in her arms, shaking slowly rhythmically, and gently patting her shoulders. His movements were like treating a child. Someone walked to the bedroom door and Pei Dandan had prepared a new dinner. Shi Shaoying raised a finger and gestured to Pei Dandan to make a "silence" gesture.

Hiding in Shi Shaoying's arms, under his gentle patting and shaking, I felt safe and happy. I don't know when Sikong Bowen was already asleep.

Two years ago, in order to deeply explore the Liu Erxi incident, I don’t know which way to track down Shi Shaoying and chase all the way to the “Dead Soldier Camp” reporter in Taiyuan, Shanxi. Of course, I am qualified to settle in the “single tribe”. Although I don’t live here for a long time every year, she likes the environment and atmosphere here. When she is sad, tired, lost or happy, she will take time to live for a while. She really has regarded this place as her home.

Only at home can she sleep so deeply, so calmly, and even snore in a happy little snoring.

The sleepiness was gone, but Shi Shaoying did not push away Sikong Bowen who was nestled in his arms like a cat. He knew that no matter how tired she was in a profession like her, she would not sleep too deeply. As long as he moved, she would be scared to wake up. Therefore, Shi Shaoying was just lying quietly in the bed with his eyes open in the darkness. When his eyes slowly adapted to the surrounding darkness, he could barely see the surrounding environment with a few moonlight shining through the window screen, Shi Shaoying saw that there were several shocking scars on Sikong Bowen's shoulder exposed in the air. Based on Shi Shaoying's experience, he could see that these were all marks left by the whip.

Perhaps in her sleep, she recalled that painful memory again. Two tears slowly flowed out from the corners of Sikong Bowen's eyes, but she lay in Shi Shaoying's arms, feeling the strength and warmth of a man. The corners of her mouth were raised, but it was the sweetest obsession of a woman. Her hands and legs spontaneously consciously wrapped around Shi Shaoying like octopus.

She is really a woman who makes him respect and pity. I guess Lu Zhenzhong can tolerate her as much as possible because he has the same feeling and thoughts as Shi Shaoying?
Chapter completed!