Just like flowers.
The music was still playing. Shuo Yu felt a little embarrassed listening to his own voice, but he really couldn't find anyone else who could sing this song. It would be more convenient for him to record it himself. He looked at Fanla's dirty little face, which was illuminated by the swaying moonlight. She looked up at him, but it seemed that she was not looking at him, but at the moon in the sky. The moon was very round and bright today, giving people the illusion that they could touch it as long as they stretched out their hands.
He raised his hand to touch the moon, wondering what that would feel like.
Dashan was ordered to go to bed by him a quarter of an hour ago. Children who always stay up late will not grow tall, so at this time, there is no one else in this secret little corner except Fanla and him.
"In fact, the moon died a long time ago."
"ah……?"
Meng was annoyed and wanted to get up and touch Banxian'er's head to see if he was talking nonsense again, but then he heard Banxian'er say,
"It's annoying. If one day I'm gone, will you miss me? Will you still remember me after a long, long time?"
"Banxian'er, did you take the wrong medicine that Old Man Hao gave you tonight? The young master doesn't miss you. Why would he miss you? The war is over, so you can go wherever you want. I have no right to control you anyway."
Shuoyu suddenly came close to Fanla's eyes, which were now shining brightly under the moonlight, blinked, and looked at the other's short eyelashes.
"Actually, I'm tired of it. You won't die if you just say you'll miss me, right?"
As soon as Shuoyu finished speaking, Fanla, who wanted to stand up, pushed him and he sat down on the ground.
"You! What are you doing, Banxian'er, are you sick? Don't worry, when the time comes, the young master will live his life peacefully. I won't think about you or that sick captain at all!"
Meng Fanle jumped up, brushed the dirt off his body, and looked down at Banxianer who had sat down, squinting his eyes. He originally wanted to ask Banxianer what was wrong with him again, and whether he should take him to find their ghost leader to cure him.
But suddenly a caterpillar fell into his clothes. The caterpillar, which was originally crawling slowly between the leaves, fell on him innocently. Shuo Yubang Fanla turned around, pinched the unfortunate insect, and launched it to another place.
He turned his back to the moonlight, patted Fanla's back and told him to go to sleep quickly, just thinking that he had been talking nonsense.
"I'm fine, go to sleep, don't bother me, I don't think I'll have sex tomorrow."
Shuo Yu watched Fanla's back as he walked away, and then he left as well. He returned to his own room and took out his treasure box. The box was very small, so there were not many things in it. He asked for the photo of their leader with a pin stuck in his head from Master Mai and put it in his box.
He touched the marks left by the pins and smiled secretly.
After a night of revelry, there was a permanent silence, like the river surface after firecrackers were set off, leaving only a mess on the ground. Shuo Yu and his men woke up the next day and continued to rest. The bad news was that there was no breakfast this morning.
The regimental commander then took a rest in his forward command post, his "dog hole," while playing the shoe-wearing game with his dog brother. Fanla lay on the lookout, holding up a telescope, no longer looking at the west bank but at the guys in the trenches. Milong and Collins got a hookah, which was filled with smoke. Every puff would cause ten sneezes and ten coughs.
Death Star was making his "caravan tea" to help digestion, with a bald head and a hat on. Bu La and Yao Numb were waiting beside him eagerly, and by the way, they watched the lively chat between Mi Long and Collins who had rushed back early in the morning.
According to the old tradition, Clauber went to ask Silasila whether they would fire cannons today. After he came out listlessly, Milong, the big mouth, spread rumors that he was his son.
Kang Ya also mingled with the old cannon fodder, holding a half-sparkled cigarette butt in her mouth, smoking it contentedly.
The veterinarian treated the wounded in his cave, using his newly acquired sulfa drugs, and he was no longer stupid and no longer talked about finding his "key".
Manhan and Nidan watched Dayan doing his daily exercise, putting his legs on the wood above the trench and doing sit-ups, because their company commander told them that doing this would make them stronger, so they believed him and did it every day.
Shuo Yu held the obedient Maodou in his arms, followed by a "little tail" as they patrolled the trenches to check for omissions and fill in the gaps. Although they were no longer fighting, they still had to do what they had to do. He looked at those gray faces and felt heavy in his heart. It was great that they didn't have to die anymore. No one wanted to die, and no one could die.
Dashan also has her own nickname [Little Tail]. No one knows which bastard started calling her that, but when Shuoyu found out, everyone including Milong, Bula, Fanla and even their leader started calling the kid behind him Little Tail.
Everyone has more or less "new things" in them, which means they are about to start a new life, a new life without any more wars.
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