My dear friend has passed away, but our warmth will live on.
Qin Feng, an old friend of Shen Jifang, fought alongside Shen Jiye and forged a deep friendship. Now, Qin Feng is over ninety years old and lives in Beijing after retirement. He often visits Shen Nian'an and they reminisce about their battlefield days with deep emotion.
That winter, Qin Feng's health suddenly deteriorated, and he became bedridden. Upon learning the news, Shen Nian'an immediately sent someone to inform Shen Jifang. Shen Jifang was extremely anxious upon hearing the news and, disregarding his advanced age, immediately took his apprentice and rushed to the capital.
When Shen Jifang arrived at Qin Feng's home, she saw her old friend lying in bed, breathing weakly and looking pale. Her heart was filled with grief: "Qin Feng, I've come to see you. Do you still remember me?"
Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, saw Shen Jifang, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He said weakly, "Jifang, you've come... I thought I would never see you again..."
Shen Jifang held his hand, tears streaming down her face. "Qin Feng, you'll get better. We still have so much to talk about, so many memories to reminisce about. Do you remember those days when you and my brother fought side by side on the border?"
Qin Feng nodded slightly, a smile appearing on his face: "I remember... how could I not remember... back at Yanmen Pass, we fought off the Khitans' attack together... and at Black Wind Ridge, your brother was shot through the leg by an arrow while saving me... those days, though tough, were very happy..."
“Yes, you were all heroes during those days,” Shen Jifang said, her voice choked with emotion. “My brother often said that you were his best brother and most trustworthy comrade-in-arms. If it weren’t for you, he probably wouldn’t be here today.”
Qin Feng shook his head: "We are brothers...we should support each other...Jiye...is a good general...a good brother...In my life, to know him and to fight alongside him is my greatest fortune..."
He paused, his breath growing weaker: "Jifang... after I die... don't tell Jiye... he's gone... I don't want him to worry about me in another world..."
Shen Jifang nodded with tears in her eyes: "Okay, I promise you. Don't worry, I will always remember you, remember the friendship between you and my brother, and remember everything you have done for the country and the people."
A few days later, Qin Feng passed away peacefully in his sleep. Shen Nian'an and Shen Jifang held a simple funeral for him in accordance with his last wishes.
After the funeral, Shen Jifang stood before Qin Feng's grave, her heart filled with emotion. She recalled the years her brother and Qin Feng had spent fighting on the border, their unwavering friendship, and the sacrifices and contributions they had made for their country and its people. Although the deceased were gone, their profound friendship and patriotism would forever remain in their hearts, a warmth that would endure.
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