White Olive Tree

46 • Cigrette

The sun in the East always rises very early, and the sky starts to get bright around four or five o'clock.

Song Lisa 's room didn't have time to install curtains, and the bright daylight irritated her eyes and woke her up.

Pei Jisoo from next door did not come back all night. She must be in the hospital recovering from her injuries.

Song Lisa and Jose had an appointment at 7:30 in the morning, so there was still some time. She held a piece of bread in her mouth, sat at the table and wrote in her diary, and then copied all kinds of information to the cloud storage disk.

Finished recording, 7:20.

After much thought, she logged on to Twitter and posted a message: "Back to Ale."

She didn't bother to read the comments that immediately came in, so she searched for Li Jungkook 's account and took a look. His Twitter account was empty, nothing. At first, he only applied for it to follow her updates.

Now, she has become his ex-girlfriend, so maybe it's no longer necessary.

While she was still thinking about it, she heard the sound of a car driving in downstairs.

Song Lisa collected her thoughts, put on the bag he had packed long ago, and quickly went downstairs.

As expected, it was Jose who came.

He got out of the car and stood straight in front of it. When he saw Song Lisa , he smiled widely, covered his shoulders with his hands and saluted her solemnly, saying, "Song, I am very honoured to meet you. You are the idol of every reporter."

Song Lisa had been with Sasin for a long time before, and was used to their enthusiastic and exaggerated way of speaking, but this time she still blushed slightly and said shyly: "I am lucky."

"Luck is God's blessing," said Jose, "but God only favours excellent and kind people."

Song Lisa thought that if she continued to be humble, she might come up with more words of praise, so she simply accepted it with a smile.

Jose is a special correspondent for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the East Country and is about 35 years old.

He was tall, with a sharp face, high brow bones, and deep eye sockets, a typical Eastern appearance. He was old enough that he didn't need to grow a beard, and he looked much more mature than Sasin.

Today, he took Song Lisa to the battle command centre of the Ale City Defence War to share information about the war with other special reporters. At present, troops from nearby cities are being dispatched to Ale City, and a large-scale fierce battle is imminent. The dispatch and safety of war reporters also require unified deployment.

Jose asked, "You didn't go to the war zone yesterday?"

"No." She was still afraid that it would be unsafe to be alone.

"There's still some time before the gathering. Do you want to go over there and take a look?"

"OK."

José turned at the intersection and took a road heading north.

Sure enough, not long after they walked, they heard faint gunshots and artillery fire.

Song Lisa glanced at her watch and sighed, "It's not even eight o'clock yet. Doesn't everyone need to go to bed?"

Jose laughed. "You'll get used to it. Where in our country can we find a place where we can sleep peacefully?"