"Your past country will be written off, and the credit you made has been made public. From then on, no one will dare to attack you with your previous identity."

In fact, the military’s choice to publicize Wen’s merits is also the intention of Huo Wei.

This time, Huo Wei’s victory came back, and Wen He did play a vital role in it.

After deliberation, the above agreed with Huo Wei's suggestion.

As soon as the news came out, the whole country was a bit stunned.

A variety of positive comments washed away most of the previous slang, but there are still many people who are indignant at ‘Wenhe’s use of Huo’s feelings.’

They feel that Wenhe's meritorious service is not false, and these merits can indeed suppress her unsuccessful identity.

But her use of Huo Wei is a bad character.

"..."

Wenhe a sigh, then smiled.

If it was before, she would be ecstatic when she heard the news.

Up to now, she only feels like a world.

Everything she has now is based on the sacrifice of Gu Yuzhi.

She can't accept it with peace of mind.

Yang Yi thought she would be happy, and seeing her abnormal reaction was another glimpse.

I think of Wenhe’s past, and it’s like two people.

He glanced at Huo Wei, hesitated for a long while, and suddenly said something that was unclear.

"Huo Wei, you have done a good job this time. In order to praise you, some of your decisions will not interfere."

Huo Hao nodded and looked at Wen He.

"Thank you for the commander."

Huo Wei took Wenhe to the military department. On the road, Wenhe suddenly asked, "When is Gu Yuzhi buried?"

"tomorrow."

Kyoto is hot, and the remains cannot be put on for a long time.

"Know it." Wenhe closed his eyes. "I will send him tomorrow."

"it is good."

Next, the two had no words, until the Xiaoyang Building, Wenhe is still silent.

I went back to the bedroom alone and sat alone until dawn.

Early the next morning, she took the Huo's car to the airport and returned to Jingcheng.

Gu Yuzhi has no relatives. In one respect, he and Wen He are just like each other.

His funeral was his stewardship, and he was also accompanied by his uncle who had been with him for decades.

The address of the cemetery is in a quiet and beautiful place in the western suburbs. When Wenhe arrived at the destination, he found that the cemetery was very quiet and there was no guest who came to condolence.

"Uncle Ying."

Only a lonely uncle stood there, and when he saw Wen He, he barely showed a smile.

"Miss Wen."

Wen Wo walked over and lowered his head deeply. "I'm sorry."

Uncle Ying shook his head. "Since this is the decision of the young master, I will not blame you."

Wen Wo looked bitter, "I hurt him."

"..."

Uncle Ying did not speak again, Wen He burned the paper and ended the worship.

Standing in front of the tombstone, looking at the face of Gu Yuzhi on the tombstone, as always, the gentle and gentle.

Your noble son, there is a kind of natural gas that is natural.

Looking at it, Wenhe’s mind came up with the appearance of his pale face falling in his arms, and his eyes were unbearable.

"Gu Yuzhi..."

Her twitching fingers touched the photo.

"Why are you so good to me?"

Between them, they always maintain a friendly relationship with the gentleman.

Not too close, but also shallow.

She never thought that Gu Yuzhi would actually do that for her.

Why is it?

This answer, she may never know.

Wenhe stood in front of the tombstone, for a long time...