Sweater?
Tang Zhong froze for a moment.
At that moment, he saw General Peng Yuan holding a red sweater in his hand.
Tang Zhong's gaze fell on it, and immediately he noticed the character "Wei" on the sweater.
A wave of emotions surged in his heart, and he instinctively dodged from reaching for the sweater. Tang Zhong carefully examined it, memories flashing in his mind of something Weiwei had told him one night.
"Brother Tang, let me knit you a sweater. This way, when it gets cold, you won't have to worry about freezing!"
Now, seeing this sweater, Tang Zhong's entire body trembled. This sweater, it must have been knitted by Weiwei herself.
"This…" Tang Zhong gripped the sweater tightly in his hands.
Back when Weiwei was still around, he hardly had anything left to remind him of her. He never imagined that a sweater like this would still exist.
Looking up at General Peng Yuan, Tang Zhong spoke, "Thank you, General!"
"It's nothing," General Peng Yuan replied.
