Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 1491: He’s not dead, he’s alive and well.

Throughout the journey, everyone in the military vehicle was very silent.

Lin Sheng also felt it inappropriate to ask questions, so he simply closed his eyes and joined in the silence. After a long, bumpy ride, they finally arrived in Nancheng.

"Which hospital are you going to?" Yan Ye asked.

"I... I think I’ll get off here," Lin Sheng said with an awkward smile, and went to open the car door.

As a result, it being his first time, he didn’t know how to open it and embarrassedly looked at Yan Ye with a smile.

Yan Ye opened the door for him, and Lin Sheng jumped down from the vehicle, bowing to Yan Ye, "Thank you."

Yan Ye gave a slight smirk and closed the door.

"Was that guy freeloaders?" the driver, a security guard, said, "I really thought his father was ill. Our political commissar even squeezed into another vehicle, leaving a space especially for him."

"Traveling on the first day of the new year, he must have had his reasons for having to leave home, right? It’s fine, we were going in the same direction anyway," Yan Ye replied.

After getting off the vehicle, Lin Sheng went to look for the military compound using the address Qin Jian had given him. It took considerable effort to find it, but when he reached into his pocket, the letter was gone.

He had come all this way to deliver a letter, and now that he was here, the letter was nowhere to be found! His feelings were simply... beyond words.

Anxious, Lin Sheng paced back and forth in front of the gate, attracting frequent sidelong glances from the sentinel, who finally couldn’t bear it anymore and shouted at him, "Comrade, please stand outside the caution line."

"I... I’m here to deliver a letter," Lin Sheng said, scratching his head in agitation.

"Then please go to the reception room next door," the sentinel instructed.

"But I’ve lost my letter..."

Sentinel: "..."

"It’s really lost."

"Then I’m sorry, you’ll have to go back," the sentinel said, clearly helpless.

He had come to deliver a letter, and after all the effort it took to get here, he couldn’t just leave, could he?

Suddenly, Lin Sheng had an idea and said loudly to the sentinel, "Do you recognize Commander Qin Jian?"

The sentinel looked at him expressionlessly, "Continue."

"Please tell his wife for me that he is not dead, he’s alive and well. Tell her to hold on, not to be sad, and that it won’t be long before he’s back," Lin Sheng urged.

The sentinel looked at him as if he were insane.

"What? You don’t believe me?"

As he was speaking, a military vehicle slowly approached the entrance of the military compound, and the sentinel hurriedly said to Lin Sheng, "You better go now. Our commander is coming back."

"Well... alright then. Just make sure the message gets there, okay?" Lin Sheng repeated his instructions to the sentinel several times before hastily leaving.

Ning Yibin’s vehicle arrived at the entrance, and the sentinel quickly moved the barrier aside, offering a solemn military salute to the vehicle.

The vehicle sped into the compound.

It was just time for the sentinel to change watch.

Just before the switch, he asked the soldier taking over the watch in secret, "Have you heard anything about the commander’s son—Commander Qin—dying?"

"Are you tired of working in the guard company? How dare you spread such a rumor?"

"Alright. So you haven’t heard about it either, have you?"

"No."

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Ning Yibin returned home.

Zhang Yun greeted him with a smile, "How did it go? Is our son alright? Did he say when he’ll be coming back?"

Looking at his wife’s eager eyes, Ning Yibin found himself unable to utter the words. Instead, tears began to slowly fall down his aged cheeks.

"What’s happened..." Zhang Yun’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

At that moment, An Hao came downstairs holding a child, quietly looking at Ning Yibin, "Dad, you already know..."

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