Chen Ping put the drunk Xiaoyu on the sofa.

Song Mingming went to the bathroom to prepare a towel and wiped Xiaoyu.

After settling Xiaoyu, Chen Ping was surprised to see a photo of Han Chong in military uniform and two red candles placed on the altar in the middle of the living room.

Chen Ping's eyes turned red, and he came to the altar with a heartache. He took out three incense sticks from the incense box beside him and lit them.

He bowed three times to the photo and placed the incense in the incense burner.

"Brother, here I come!"

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaoyu. From now on, she is my only relative, my only sister."

Chen Ping stood in front of the photo and said firmly.

Song Mingming was wiping Xiaoyu's face. After hearing this, he said, "Brother Xiaoyu will feel at ease with a comrade like you."

"Xiaoyu is lucky to have a responsible teacher like you."

"I am just fulfilling my duties as a teacher."

Song Mingming looked at the drunk Xiaoyu and stroked her cheek: "Xiaoyu appears to be very strong, but she is actually very fragile inside. She is also very pitiful. Her parents left her when she was young, and she has been living with her brother and grandmother."

"She often told me that her brother was amazing. Every time she talked about her brother, I could feel that she was very proud."

"I didn't expect her brother to die suddenly."

Chen Ping said calmly, "Her brother is a hero. He sacrificed his life to defend the motherland."

Song Mingming nodded: "Yes, why do we have to fight? If we don't fight, there will be no sacrifice. Is it really that difficult to live in peace?"

"Sometimes you have no choice. If you don't fight, others will think you are afraid. Only after you fight, others will not dare to bully us."

"You are right. Thank you for carrying the burden for us. It is because of your protection that we can live a peaceful life."

"You're welcome. A soldier's duty is to protect his country."

Song Mingming smiled slightly: "By the way, Chen Ping, have you retired from the army? Or did you take leave and come back?"

Chen Ping said, "It's just a vacation! But don't worry, I won't leave Nanhai until Xiaoyu goes to college."

"Yes. I feel relieved when you say that. I believe Xiaoyu will get better."

"Um."

Song Mingming smiled and said, "Chen Ping, please send Xiaoyu back to her room. I'll help her change her clothes and then we'll leave."

"OK."

Chen Ping carried Xiaoyu to the bed in her room.

Her room was in a mess, with broken photo frames everywhere. Chen Ping picked up the photos on the table, all of which were photos of Han Chong in the army.

I even looked at the photo of myself and Han Chong. But at this moment, all of them were thrown on me by Xiaoyu.

Chen Ping didn't know why this happened. He carefully put the photo away and cleaned the room.

Song Mingming stayed in the room and changed Xiaoyu into pajamas. He closed the door and came to Chen Ping: "Chen Ping, I won't disturb you anymore. By the way, let's exchange contact information! If you need anything, you can call me anytime."

"good."

After exchanging contact information, Chen Ping sent Song Mingming away, closed the door, and sat on the sofa, looking at Han Chong's photo without moving.

All the past scenes of their time in the barracks replayed in his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, bursts of crying were heard from the room.

Chen Ping wanted to go in, but because of the difference between men and women, he had to stand at the door and listen.

놙 Hearing Xiaoyu sobbing quietly in the room, calling for brother. This call of brother broke Chen Ping's heart.

After a while, Xiaoyu might have fallen asleep, and there was no movement in the room. Chen Ping went back to lie on the sofa.

This night was a long one for Chen Ping. In the morning, Chen Ping took out his toiletries from his luggage and washed up.

I went to the kitchen to see if there was anything to cook. I opened the refrigerator and found a few eggs and some leftover noodles.

Chen Ping skillfully turned on the gas stove and started to cook noodles and omelettes. Cooking was a difficult task for an orphan like him.

In fact, Chen Ping's life was also very bitter, but he was never willing to share it with others.

Chen Ping cooked noodles and fried some eggs. He cleaned the table and placed breakfast on it.

Xiaoyu actually woke up early. Although she was drunk last night, she could still remember some things.

She heard the noise in the kitchen and thought it was Song Mingming. She opened the door and found Chen Ping sitting on the sofa, smiling at her.

"Xiaoyu, wake up. Go wash up and have breakfast."

When Xiaoyu saw a man suddenly appear in the house, she couldn't help but scream, "Ah, who are you? Why are you in my house?"

Chen Ping quickly stood up and whispered, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoyu. I am your brother's comrade-in-arms, Chen Ping."

"Are you Chen Ping?" Han Xiaoyu heard the name and looked at Chen Ping carefully: "It's really you."

Han Xiaoyu showed no expression on her face, and walked to the bathroom by herself: "I heard my brother talk about you, and I have seen your photos. My brother said that you are his very good friend."

Chen Ping smiled slightly: "Yes."

Han Xiaoyu held a cup of water and asked while brushing her teeth, "Why are you in my house?"

"I came here yesterday and went to school to see you but I didn't see you. When Teacher Song took me to the bar to look for you, you were drunk, so Teacher Song and I brought you back."

"Thank you."

"It's OK."

After washing up, Han Xiaoyu came to the table and looked at the noodles and eggs. She glanced at Chen Ping and felt like crying for some reason.

This scene was what she had imagined countless times with her brother. But now, it could no longer be realized.

Han Xiaoyu suppressed her inner sadness, sat down nonchalantly, and started to eat breakfast: "I didn't expect that your noodles are quite delicious."

Chen Ping sat opposite her and handed her a fried egg: "It's delicious. I'll make it for you every day in the future."

Han Xiaoyu was slightly startled, then looked up at Chen Ping: "What do you mean?"

"I promised your brother that I would take good care of you for him. This time, I have no intention of leaving."

"Are you sick? Why do I need you to take care of me when I'm fine? Go back to where you came from after breakfast. I'm fine."

"Xiaoyu, I know you feel bad. I promised your brother that I would take good care of you. Let me stay and take care of you. Treat me like your brother."

Han Xiaoyu was extremely indifferent and said calmly, "No need. My brother is dead. I don't need a brother anymore."

Chen Ping said, "Okay, even if you don't want me to take care of you, you shouldn't give up on yourself and abandon your studies. You have such good grades, you should continue to study hard. Try to get into Peking University in the future. This is your brother's greatest wish, and it's what you promised him."

"Don't say anymore. The person I least want to hear right now is my brother." Xiaoyu stood up and stared at Chen Ping with anger on her face.

Chen Ping didn't know why, so he stood up and said, "Xiao Yu, calm down."

"Stop talking, you're annoying."

Han Xiaoyu suddenly lost her temper and swept all the dishes and chopsticks on the table.