“...... But after one injury, I lost contact with her......"

As he spoke, the old man's hand scratched at the back of his hand, and when he scratched it, there was a bloody streak, and the fragile skin was wrinkled and torn apart, revealing the blurred flesh underneath.

And the old man didn't seem to feel the pain, and he didn't realize it.

“...... I was in a coma for two days, and when I woke up, I got the last letter she had sent, in which she said that she felt that the place she was in was a meat grinder, and that every day enemy warplanes were bombing, and that everything I could see was ploughed with shells, and that there was scorched earth everywhere, and that the soldiers of her unit could only hide in caves and trenches, and wait until the enemy artillery fire was interlude before charging and fighting.

Even so, she said, a large number of wounded people are sent down every day, every hour, some have been shot, some have broken legs and feet, and have been blinded...... She said that she had never seen so many wounded in her life, and that the tent in the field hospital seemed to be full of blood, blood everywhere......

Medics, ambulances, military doctors, and medical supplies, there is a lack of everything, and sometimes there is nothing to be done, so you can only watch...... Watch as the warriors lose their voices, and watch them lose their breath.

This is also due to the fact that there are a large number of seriously wounded who have not had time to be transported from the front line, and they have already ...... Even the bones of some warriors could not be preserved intact......

She said that she was very uncomfortable, and felt that she was useless, so she could only watch, but there was nothing she could do to save them......"

As he spoke, the old man looked at the street and the city in front of him, was slightly silent, and the movements of his hands also paused, and once again put his hands tremblingly on both sides of the wheelchair,

“...... When I saw the letter, I actually felt that she was not far away from me, maybe behind some mountain next to me...... Because the place where I was at the time was also a meat grinder......"

"It was the late stages of the war, and it was also the most anxious time of the war, and the enemy was like crazy, and became hysterical, and even when I was in the hospital tent, I could hear the continuous sound of artillery fire not far away......"

After a pause, looking into the distance, the old man continued,

“...... When I received her letter, I wrote her a reply to the address from which she had sent it, in which I told her that the war would end and that we would be victorious......"

"After that letter, she never replied to me, and I, too, recovered from my wounds, went back to the battlefield......"

As he spoke, the old man fell silent again, looking into the distance,

In the distance, in the bustling city, among the towering high-rise buildings, the lights of thousands of homes have been lit, and the criss-crossing roads are full of people and pedestrians.

“...... At the very end of the war, when the armistice was already being negotiated, I was wounded again...... It was also the most serious wound I ever had, two bullets, one through my abdomen and the other stuck in my ribs, and a fragment of a shell that slashed past my waist...... Actually, I was damned that time...... But someone told me that I must survive, live happily, return to the motherland, marry the person I agreed with, and help her see the country after the victory of the war......

That person saved me, but I lived up to her expectations of me, and I didn't get to see the agreed person again. ”

After a pause, the old man's gaze looked again at the nearby street entrance,

“...... I stayed in the hospital until the end of the war, and because my injuries were so severe, I was placed in Silla to recuperate.

Until he recovered, it had been a few months. During this time, many troops have been withdrawn from the country, including my unit.

When I was in the hospital, I kept asking about the situation of her unit, but I got the news that her unit was badly damaged, and even the field hospital was severely damaged in an air raid...... And the rest of the troops have returned to the country.

After I had recovered, I went back to China, with other wounded, and returned to this agreed place, where I waited all day, from morning to night, and from night to day...... I believe that if she returns home, she will at least come here every day to have a look...... But I didn't wait for her...... I went to her house according to her address, but the building was empty, not only was she not there, but even her parents were gone...... I completely lost contact with her. ”

Listening to the old man's narration, Lian Ge turned his gaze and looked at the old man and the blood marks on his hands.

"So you don't know the old man, whether the person you are waiting for is still alive?" Retracting his gaze, Lian Ge asked calmly,

"I've thought about checking with the troops...... But when I tried to do that, I was scared. ”

The old man looked at the surging vehicles on the street, and after a moment of silence, he continued,

"At least, I can keep waiting...... I don't know where she is, but at least she's still somewhere. ”

"Later, the troops were withdrawn, and it was even more difficult to confirm ......"

Hearing this, Lian Ge looked at the old man again and didn't say anything more,

The old man looked into the distance and continued,

“...... My parents died early, and after I couldn't find her, I didn't seem to have anywhere to go, so I rented a house on the other side of the road."

As he spoke, the old man raised his hand and pointed across the road,

"Right above the teahouse, through the window, I can see the entrance to the market. ”

“...... In the beginning, I always thought about her from time to time, and I thought about the things on the battlefield, and every day I would walk around here, and when I was in that room, I would like to open the window and take a look.

I want to see that when I opened the window, she happened to be on the side of the road, calling a vendor selling bean curd, who was buying bean curd...... But I never saw this scene again.

I was there, watching this place go from a vegetable market to a square, and then slowly to what it is now.

After a long time, the memory is like a layer of dust, the events on the battlefield, and her...... It felt farther and farther away, more and more blurry, and only when I passed through this intersection couldn't help but want to pause and look back to see if she was behind her.

Slowly, I felt that I had forgotten and wanted to open it, although I didn't find someone to marry, but I also lived my life normally, and when I got off work, I also went out to eat with my colleagues...... It seems like a lifetime has just passed. ”

The old man slowly turned his gaze, looked across the street, and also looked at the sides,

“...... It's just that this is old, and when it comes to an end, some things that I thought I had forgotten a long time ago are becoming clearer and clearer in front of my eyes, as if it was still yesterday......

In the past few days, I can't help but think of the things I did when I was young, and those things seem to come back in my head little by little.

When I went to bed last night, it was as if I dreamed of her, at the entrance of this vegetable market, wearing a white dress, and she was padding her feet, looking around, as if waiting for me to come to her, and she was still like that, the same as before......"

......

“...... Mom, I sell bean curd, I want to eat bean curd......"

And at this moment, an old man carrying a burden, with two wooden barrels on both sides of the burden, passed by the square, and a child pulled her mother in surprise and ran towards the old man selling bean curd.

“...... Little girl, don't panic, I'll give you ......."

The bean curd seller smiled and put down his burden,

Turning his gaze and looking at that place, the old man's cloudy eyes seemed to be in a trance, and he looked at it in a daze,

"Please bring me a bowl too. ”

Lian Ge glanced at the old man and shouted to the bean curd seller.