Shuo Yu looked into Gou Rou's black eyes, sighed, stood up, and turned back to look at the guy who couldn't even straighten his back.
Fanla lowered his head and gasped for breath. He didn't know what to do. He was like a rope being twisted at both ends. He wanted to go. He wanted to go to the West Coast more than anyone else, but he didn't know what to say to make Si La Si La agree to let him go.
Shuo Yu leaned the head that always thought too much on his shoulder and patted the head that was full of dandruff because he missed the day of washing his hair.
"It's annoying. You always think too much and have a lot to say. But when you think and say too much, people don't understand what you really want to do. Only you know what you really want."
In their regimental commander's forward command post, facing the west bank, there was a lookout camouflaged with weeds and dead branches. This was where Si La Si La used to look across the other side whenever he wanted. The moonlight at night flowed through this small opening and into the largest hole in the ground on the flag-wreath slope, casting a clear light all over the ground.
"Really, don't lie to yourself. This is really boring and meaningless."
Not far from them, the sound of burning firewood rustled, and a fire that seemed to be about to go out burned in the basin. Shuo Yu added some firewood to keep the flames from going out. It was autumn, and the nights were getting colder. Tonight, the guys whose names were called went back to their own homes and went to sleep. For a while, the position was very quiet.
Since that day, they no longer fire artillery regularly. Whether to fire artillery today, how much to fire, and when to fire all depend on the mood of their leader. The other side also has to depend on their mood.
Shuoyu was holding a telescope and waving it in front of Fanla who was gazing at the starry sky above his head in a daze.
"Would you like to see the West Coast?"
Meng Fanle took it and said nothing. He lay on the lookout and watched for a long time, really a long time, so long that Maodou came over and meowed at Shuoyu, asking him why he hadn't gone back to sleep. Shuoyu whispered to him that he had to go on a mission tomorrow and might not be back for a few days, so he asked him to look after the house.
"Meow? (Where are you going, man?)"
"I'm going to the other side to do some work. I'll be back in a few days. Please, Mr. Maodou, keep an eye on the gate and don't let any mice in to steal food~"
"Meow~ (Just leave it to the cat, cats are the best~)"
The sound of owls came from the nearby woods. They began to roam at night, eating large rats. The sound was so lonely in the night that it suddenly made him feel a little lonely. He looked at the skylight in the dead dead cave. He had said before that he would fill it up for him, but dead dead said that it was not necessary. It looked nice and interesting to keep it. He could appreciate it when he had nothing to do and cultivate his sentiments.
Sometimes people are in such a hurry that they forget to look up at the beautiful starry sky.
He looked at Meng Fanle's back, not knowing whether he had thought of what he was going to say. He looked at the other side for the same amount of time as Fanle looked at this guy's back. Even Maodou in his arms nodded and fell asleep. He himself gradually became sleepy in this quiet atmosphere. His upper eyelid touched his lower eyelid, and he was a little confused.
Sometimes you feel that time will be frozen here forever, at this second, and will never move again.
Not far away, at the South Gate of Heaven, the pale pink and purple sky appeared and disappeared, clouds were rising among the mountains and forests, the sun was about to rise, the moon gradually disappeared, the night disappeared, and the next day arrived.
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