After the battle, Xiao Yi, like a lonely boat after a storm, finally returned to a quiet harbor. The setting sun was as red as blood, reflecting the ruined shelter, which was his last fortress and the home of his soul.
He pushed open the heavy door, and a familiar, warm scent filled the air. The faint aroma of grass and wood and the scent of everyday life filled the air, the scent of home, bringing a sense of peace. He removed his armor and gently hung it on a nearby rack. It made a soft clang, like a warrior's sigh.
He walked to the window and pushed open the wooden casement. The setting sun's rays bathed his face, gilding his resolute features with a golden glow. He gazed at the distant mountains, feeling an indescribable sense of peace and contentment. There, on the battlefield where he had once shed his blood, he could now return and enjoy a moment of tranquility.
He walked into the simple kitchen and began preparing dinner. The flames danced on the stove, illuminating his calm, deep eyes. His fingers moved between the pot and the knife, slicing fresh vegetables and wild animal meat. Each movement seemed fluid and powerful.
The aroma of the food gradually spread, intertwining with the original atmosphere in the shelter, forming a warm and harmonious picture. Xiao Yi brought the food to the simple dining table, sat there, and began to enjoy this rare quiet time.
He picked up a piece of meat and placed it in his mouth. The delicious flavor blossomed on his tongue, like the sweetness of life. He closed his eyes and savored this simple happiness. In that moment, he seemed to forget the chaos and dangers of the outside world, immersed in this moment of peace and contentment.
After dinner, he walked to the bed, lay down, and looked at the mottled marks on the ceiling, his heart filled with emotion. These marks recorded every day and night he spent here, and also witnessed his growth from a young boy to a tough warrior.
He gently closed his eyes and let himself be absorbed in the quiet night. He knew that when the sun rose tomorrow, he would continue to protect this home, but at this moment, he just wanted to enjoy this hard-earned peace and tranquility.
As the night deepened, the stars twinkled outside the window, like the eyes of a guardian. In this quiet night, Xiao Yi gradually fell into a deep sleep. His breathing was steady and powerful, as firm as a mountain. In his dreams, there might still be the smoke of the battlefield and the roar of the enemy, but in this refuge of reality, he found his own peace and warmth.
The setting sun was like blood, sprinkled on the desolate ruins, adding a bit of desolation to this once prosperous land. Xiao Yi stood in a corner of the ruins, his eyes firm and deep, as if he could penetrate these layers of ruins and see a more distant future.
He clutched a few contribution point cards in his hand, precious treasures he had earned at the cost of his life in battle. He planned to exchange these contribution points for some necessities of life and provide some assistance to the people in the shelter.
At this moment, a figure approached from a distance. It was Aunt Zhang from the village. When she saw the contribution point card in Xiao Yi's hand, a glint of greed flashed in her eyes. She walked up to Xiao Yi and said in an almost pleading tone, "Xiao Yi, you have so many contribution points. Can you give me some? My family can't make ends meet anymore."
Xiao Yi looked at Aunt Zhang and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He knew that this so-called "can't make ends meet" was just an excuse for Aunt Zhang to get something for nothing. He said calmly: "Aunt Zhang, these contribution points are earned with my life, and every point is hard-earned. If you want them, then go to the battlefield and fight for them yourself."
Aunt Zhang was choked by Xiao Yi's words, but she did not give up. She continued in a tone that was almost moral kidnapping, "Xiao Yi, aren't you being a little too selfish? You have so many contribution points. It's your responsibility to share some with the people in the village."
Xiao Yi looked at Aunt Zhang coldly, without a trace of warmth in his eyes: "Responsibility? My responsibility is to protect this home and my compatriots, not to feed those who only ask for food. If you want to contribute, then go and earn it yourself, don't blackmail me morally here."
Aunt Zhang was speechless by Xiao Yi's words. She stood there in a daze, unable to understand why Xiao Yi was so resolute. Xiao Yi didn't even look at her again, but turned and walked towards the place where the supplies were exchanged.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Xiao Yi's figure appears particularly tall. He is not bound by moral kidnapping. He protects this homeland in his own way, and also protects his dignity and beliefs. He knows that only in this way can he truly become a warrior with no regrets, a true guardian.
The sun gradually set, and a faint afterglow appeared on the horizon. Xiao Yi stood beside the ruins, the contribution point card in his hand appearing particularly dazzling in the weak sunlight. His eyes were cold and firm, as if they could penetrate those greedy and hypocritical eyes.
The surrounding villagers began to gather, their eyes all focused on the contribution point card in Xiao Yi's hand. Those companions who had fought side by side with Xiao Yi now looked at him with almost greedy eyes, as if the contribution point card in his hand was the treasure they had longed for.
A middle-aged man spoke first, his voice carrying a hint of hypocritical concern: "Xiao Yi, you have quite a few contribution points, how do you plan to use them?"
Xiao Yi glanced at him coldly and did not answer. He knew that these people did not really care about him, they just wanted to know how many contribution points he had and then find a way to get a piece of the pie from him.
Sure enough, when the middle-aged man saw that Xiao Yi did not respond, he directly put forward his request: "Xiao Yi, look at the current situation of our village. Can you spare some contribution points to help everyone?"
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