Chapter 42 Don't apologize for 30 laps!

Ye Zhiyu went back to her office and looked around a few times. After thinking about it, she still decided to talk to Qu Xiangtian about her plan - no matter what the man thought in his head, she quit.

So, with memory, Ye Zhiyu stood at the door of Qu Xiangtian's office when she found the route introduced to her on the first day she came here. This is the first time she has come to his office in more than half a month.

"Who." Ye Zhiyu knocked on the door, and a familiar low voice came from the other end.

"It's me."

It should have been her voice at the other end of the door, but suddenly fell into silence, and it took a long time to make a sound again.

"Come in." The sound sounds much lower than before.

Ye Zhiyu frowned slightly and had a bad feeling in his heart, but he still pushed the door in.

The office is spacious and well lit, which is his clean and simple style. Qu Xiangtian sat at his desk, spreading some documents in front of him. There was an obvious Sichuan character between his eyebrows, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Ye Zhiyu couldn't help hesitating, but just exhaled. She subconsciously grabbed her hair nervously and said, "I'll give you a report. I'll quit."

"The female demon bullied me, framed me, and tampered with the telegram I wrote! Why should I let her bully! You can't endure it again and again. It's unbearable.

Ye Zhiyu said, couldn't help thinking of her hard work and what she had done with Ling Yaoyang in the past half month. Suddenly, she was wronged and angry. Hula breathed her resentment for more than half a month and spit it out in front of Qu Xiangtian.

After she finished speaking, she found that the man sitting at the desk had never opened his mouth. His cold face was a little more gloomy than before, and his sharp eyes looked at her for a moment.

"Are you done?"

Ye Zhiyu was uncomfortable with the other party's eyes and replied sullenly, "Well, that's over."

"That's my turn." The man seemed to be holding something for a long time before he said, "You disappoint me so much."

"...Eh?" His harsh words stunned Ye Zhiyu there and looked at Qu Xiangtian in astonishment, but saw that the other party's thin lips were tightly squeezed, obviously suppressing anger.

"Do you know that you are in the army and forbidden to do so? How can you fool around?"

"I didn't, I--" "You ignored discipline and contradicted your boss! Procrastinate and neglect work! Still intimidating A Ling? Who borrowed your courage to make you so lawless, or do you really think I won't do anything to you, so you are fearless? Every word he said was ruthless. The tone of scolding and ruthless sentences made Ye Zhiyu a little stunned. She looked at the man sitting against the light in front of her. The light depicted his deep facial features, but only made her feel strange at this time.

It took a long time for her to find her voice.

"...So, you choose to trust her."

"A Ling has been following me for so many years, why did she lie to me?" He answered without hesitation.

Ye Zhiyu only felt a little weak. If it had been in the past, she should have scolded him at this moment, should be angry, should shake his shoulder to make him believe in herself, and even she could take out the tampered translation to compare the handwriting. But at this moment, for some reason, she suddenly felt that such behavior was ridiculous.

She finally had someone she was willing to rely on. Even if she knew that that person's position might hurt her important relatives, she still fell in love without hesitation.

She watched the dog-blooded TV series and laughed at the heroine in which she was abused so darkly, but she didn't disarm and surrender when she met him. She didn't have any pride, self-esteem, or any position, as long as she could stay by his side - even if she knew very clearly that he was just using her from beginning to end! As long as he is willing to give her a little more of his heart...

When did he start his extravagance, his occasional thoughtfulness made her ask for more. People are always so greedy that she knows that she wants to hold her position. She thinks too much, but she can't.

When you get used to being coquettish, your heart will become weak. When you get used to relying, you will forget how to rely on yourself. Once tears lose their effectiveness, once they fall into an isolated situation, how should they protect themselves and their relatives around them?

She thought he would not isolate her, but she thought...

Slowly, he took a deep breath. Ye Zhiyu took a deep breath and said gently, "So, how are you going to punish me?"

Since she is a troop, she made a mistake and should naturally be punished.

Qu Xiangtian looked at the person in front of him and twisted his eyebrows tighter. Her calmness and calmness made him feel a little panic for some reason, and his irritability arises spontaneously and filled his chest. He didn't like her current expression. There seemed to be a faint light in her dark eyes. She struggled to beat a few times and suddenly disappeared.

It's like he lost something extremely important. He noticed it, but didn't have time to catch it.

Qu Xiangtian opened his mouth, but found that his voice was a little astringent, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes. After a long time, he said lightly, "This matter is the first offense. You are a newcomer who just arrived in the army and don't know the rules. Go and apologize to Minister Ling.

This is already his maximum tolerance. He can hardly believe such a light punishment for her. Reason has not manipulated the body, but impulse has made the will unimportant.

Unexpectedly, her erratic words sounded at that end: "Report to the chief, I would rather be corporal punishment."

The little face is pale, but it is obviously stubborn.

"What did you say?"

The fists suddenly tightened, and the man burst into anger in an almost unbelievable moment. He has always adhered to the possibility that only a well-disciplined army can be invincible. Now that he has made such a big step to her, she has no idea what it means to do so! But he is still capricious and doesn't know what's good or not.

Da Damn, does she have to be like this?

Good! Since she took the initiative to make a request! He will fulfill her!

The handsome face cooled down in an instant, "The playground downstairs, ten laps. Then I still have to go to Minister Ling to apologize.

"Report the chief! Apply for 20 laps without apology!"

The man's eyes were fierce when he heard the words. "This is an order. You can't bargain."

"Thirty!"

The throat knot rolled, and every word of Qu Xiangtian seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, almost burning the air with anger.

"Okay, 30!"

"Thank you, Chief!"

Ye Zhiyu's face has not changed from beginning to end, and his eyes did not look at him. He saluted and left the office after getting the results he wanted. Qu Xiangtian looked at the back that disappeared from sight without nostalgia, and the fists on both sides of his legs gradually tightened, and the blue veins suddenly appeared.

It is now the end of January, which is the coldest time in Dijing. The cold wind outside is wrapped with the smell of frost and snow, as if it can cut people's skin.

Ye Zhiyu went back to the office and changed into sportswear. Suddenly, he felt ironic. The only thing Ling Yaoyang did was to find that she had sports clothes to wear when she was about to run around.

Ye Zhiyu usually runs in the morning. And now in the afternoon, some field police teams in the headquarters were training in the cold wind and saw a female soldier coming down from the building in sportswear with different looks, all strange.

Ye Zhiyu was not in the mood to pay attention to these, but felt depressed. He didn't trust her, he could, corporal punishment, and she obeyed. However, he didn't think she would go back and apologize to that woman!

The cold wind blew on his face like countless small knives. In a short time, Ye Zhiyu's cheeks were blown red by the wind, and the cold wind poured into his throat, blinding his eyes and blurred.

1 circle, 2 laps, 3 laps...15 laps...

Ye Zhiyu doesn't run very fast. She usually exercises and is not weak, but today is the second day of her physiological period. Originally, she is the kind of physique that is simply the end of the world when it comes to her physiological period, not to mention that she is still running with a large load. She not only runs so hot hands and cold, but also the colic in her lower abdomen. Obviously, especially when she ran to the 20th lap, her feet were soft and fell to the ground unconsciously for a moment.

The plastic runway in winter was also as hard as cement. She reacted quickly and subconsciously supported it with her hand. She only worn out her palms and bleed beads, but because the cold wind condensed quickly, and even the wound was woody, she could not feel pain at all.

It doesn't hurt.

took a few hard breaths, and the moment it calmed down, it seemed that all the grievances surged up. Tears finally couldn't stop, and fell madly on the red runway.

The tall man stood in front of the huge glass window of the office, with dark eyes reflecting the stubborn little figure on the playground. As she fell, her pupils suddenly contracted.

With severe pain in the lower abdomen, Ye Zhiyu stood up with difficulty, wiped his face randomly, wiped his tears and nose rubbed his sleeves, and ran again with his legs. The air in my lungs is always not enough, with a bloody sweetness in my throat, and my legs have lost consciousness and just moved numbly.

In the corner of the playground, the soldiers of the Red Blade Field Team who finished their training all looked at the strange woman who seemed to be dying not far away and briefly whispered.

"Oh, who is that? He looks straight, just looking at Taiye.

"I don't know, new here."

"Oh, I look familiar, yes...ah! I remember it! A few days ago, I met Ling Vice seng in the office building, followed by the woman.

"It's strange, so why do you run alone here? Bullied?"

"Ah, beauty, the bullied brothers will protect you!"

"Hahaha, don't be serious. If you didn't see that the little girl was sad, you--" Suddenly, the voice was silent.

The man called the pole looked at the talking man strangely, but when he saw the man with a powerful but Shura-like face standing behind the other party, his whole body froze in place.

Dead silence, more powerful than the cold wind.

"The chief..."