The initial obscenity of the blizzard has passed, the heavens and the earth have been clarified from the state of chaos, and the silence of the four fields has temporarily returned. The bitter cold is tormenting life on the earth more and more violently.

Pei Xiaoyun, who was standing at the sentry post, was frozen. She didn't feel that her body was still her own, only her brain could still think according to nerve signals.

At this moment, she thought of the famous fairy tale - "The Little Match Girl". She wished she had a box of matches in her pocket, no, even if it was just one! She knew it was her hallucination, but her will, tempted by it, forced her gloved, frozen hand, to touch the outside of her pocket. There was nothing in his pocket. She smiled wryly. She thought she was smiling bitterly, but there wasn't any expression on her face.

The cold "condensed" the face.

You can think about anything, but you have to think. We must keep our consciousness awake, and we must not let our will be "hypnotized" by the severe cold! This is the only spark of life for her whole person at this moment. She warned and commanded herself over and over again.

Why hasn't anyone come to change the guard yet...... She wanted to turn around and glance in the direction of the regimental headquarters, but her feet couldn't turn as if they were welded to the earth.

Fire, there is fire there at the regimental headquarters. There is a roaring bonfire. Go to the regimental headquarters, to the campfire, or, to the company, to the dormitory...... There was a man's voice, like her own, like someone else's, urging and persuading in her ear.

No, no, you can't. I'm a sentinel. I was standing at the border post. Tonight is my first time standing guard. She replied callously to the call for survival of her life. "Tonight is your first time standing guard, will you feel scared?" "No, not afraid. I'm excited. "When you are laid off, I will pick you up and ...... by the birch forest" "No...... Aren't you going to the regiment for a meeting?" "I'm from the regimental headquarters. I have something to say to you...... "What is it? Can't say it to me now?" "A lot of words, now...... It's too late......" she recalled the conversation between Cao Tieqiang and her before she took up her post. She knew what he was going to say to herself. What he was going to say should have been said to her. But he didn't wait until tonight to pick her up. Why didn't you say it to her at the time? A lot of words? No, no, she just had to listen to one sentence. Didn't he have said what he had said to her two years ago? Shouldn't he have said it to her from that tent on the hill of the hump? She hated him! Oh, what a beautiful night it was! The big red-burning stove! In the cotton tent, it was just him and her. On the entire Hump Mountain, there was only him and her. The whole world ...... It seemed like it was just him, and she. On that war-ready highway, how much labor sweat was sprinkled by the engineering company! Palm for him, that was her most pleasant labor. He slammed an eighteen-pound sledgehammer into the steel drill one after another, and the sound was so powerful and rhythmic. To her, it sounded like music. The tiger's mouth was cracked, his hands were numb from the shock, and his fingers clenched the steel drill from morning to night, and when he put down the steel drill, he couldn't straighten it. When eating, I can't hold the bowl or chopsticks. But what a joyful mood she was in the midst of labor! She wished that the highway would stretch on endlessly, and that he would swing the sledgehammer every day, and she would slap it for him every day. How many blood blisters were ground on his hands, and he didn't dare to touch any water. When washing your face, you can only ask someone else to wring a wet towel for you and wipe your face indiscriminately. But how many road stones did she and he quarry, a dozen tons, dozens of tons, hundreds of tons, from autumn to the summer of the following year, no less than the stones that Nuwa mended the sky!

How ...... was she that time? Nervous!

As he lifted the handle of the hammer and wiped the sweat from the hem of her dirty garment, she lowered the hammer and looked up at him. A boulder hung above his head, and it was about to collapse in an instant. She screamed, lunged at him, threw him down at once, hugged him, and rolled more than ten meters away on the freshly paved pavement. Everyone was stunned by her swift move, and when she and he got up from the ground, the boulder did not fall. Only then did she see that the boulder would not collapse, it would be connected to half of the mountain wall, unless it was blown up with more than ten kilograms. Danger was nothing but her hallucination. People burst into laughter. She was embarrassed and embarrassed.

He said to her with a smile and a smile: "Nervousness!"

"I'm ......" She felt like a monkey who had played some ridiculous trick amid the laughter around her. She turned around and ran away, running blindly to the back of the mountain, crouching down, covering her face with her hands, and crying.

She felt that the most secret feelings in her heart for him were comically exposed to everyone.

And that's the last thing she wants to know!

He couldn't understand her!

How unfair everyone's laughter was to her!

What a great humiliation the girl's heart had!

Although there was no malice in everyone's laughter, there was no element of mockery, it was just a senseless laugh to drive away fatigue during labor breaks......

The road was not completed until the following winter.

On the last day, everyone withdrew the company from the mountain. There was only one tent left, uneaten food, vegetables, unused **, and tools.

She didn't go down the mountain with everyone, and offered to stay and guard things. She had a little personal plan in her heart, she wanted to stay alone in the mountains, burn the tent warm, and take a bath. She had already found a large oil drum and cleaned it with snow, so that it could be washed comfortably. From the autumn of the first year to the winter of the second year, no one had even taken a bath. There is a small spring in the mountain, but it is a "well" for cooking water for cooking. The amount of water used to wash the face is limited to one basin per person per day. The supply is not relaxed even in the hot summer months. In winter, everyone wipes their faces with snow.

She hadn't taken a shower for seven years. When the intellectual youth return to the city to visit their homes, what is the greatest enjoyment ?—— bathing. No one would have the opportunity to take a bath in the city's bathhouses too much. On the first day of arriving home, the most urgent wish to fulfill is to take a bath. On the day you leave the city, you are most willing to enjoy it again, and you are also taking a bath.

She hadn't visited her home once in seven years......

However, after she had warmed the tent that night, and had painstakingly moved the great iron bucket from the outside into the tent, and had carefully brushed it, and had leaned against the great iron furnace, he returned to the mountain.

On that day, he took a bus along the way to the regiment early in the morning to report on the road construction project. She thought he would stay in the regiment for a day, or rush back to the company. So when he walked into the tent and appeared in front of her, she was unexpectedly a little depressed.

"You...... Why did you come back to the mountains again?"

"I thought everyone wouldn't all go back to the company, so why did you stay alone?"

"I ...... Guarding things. ”

"There will be no thieves in the mountains, what a superfluous move. ”

"Platoon commander...... The platoon commander said...... There needs to be a person left behind. ”

He sat down by the big iron stove, looked at her, then took off his cotton gloves and asked while baking, "So she appointed you to stay?" She clearly heard from his tone a certain pent-up dissatisfaction with the platoon commander Zheng Yaru, and quickly explained: "No, no, I took the initiative to ask to stay." He was silent. After a while, he glanced at her bunk and asked in a consultative tone, "Is it okay...... Give me half of the grass under your mattress?" "Of course, of course you can......" She walked over to the bunk and lifted the mattress. "I'll do it myself. He immediately stood up, walked up to her, picked up a handful of straw, seemed to think it was too much, put it down a little, and said, "Enough, that's enough." ”

He turned around with the grass in his arms, his eyes scanning the whole tent, walked to a corner where the wood was stacked next to the tent, spread the grass on the ground, nodded with satisfaction, turned to her and asked, "I'll sleep here, no...... Hindering you, right?"

She did not answer immediately, but took a large handful of grass from her bunk, spread it not far from the stove, and said, "You should sleep here, the tent is cold." "No, I'll sleep here. He sat down on the grass he had laid out, leaning against the pyre, and posed comfortable.

"Whatever you want. She turned and walked to her bunk, laid down her mattress, sat down on it with her back to him, took her notebook and pen from under her pillow, and began to write. "Do you still keep a diary?" she asked, looking up, turning sideways, to find that he had carried the grass at the mouth of the tent to the bottom of the fire, and was sitting on it smoking. "I never keep a diary, I just draw on paper when I have nothing to do...... Don't litter cigarette butts, I'll be responsible for burning the tent. She closed her notebook and pressed it under her pillow again. She and he sat almost face-to-face, less than three paces apart. But she couldn't find anything to say to him for a while, and even she could feel that her every move was extremely unnatural. "Is there anything to eat?" he finally asked. ......She picked up her schoolbag from the pillow, took out two steamed buns from the bag, then took out a knife from her pocket, carefully cut the steamed buns into slices, walked to the stove, and put them on the lid to roast.

He obviously hadn't eaten dinner, he was already very hungry, and a few pieces of steamed buns were gobbled up by him. After eating, he took off his padded jacket, lay on his side on the grass, covered his head with his padded jacket and covered his body, and seemed to be about to sleep like this.

Suddenly, he jerked off his jacket, sat up, and asked her, "Is there a blanket?" and she silently pulled the blanket from under her mattress and handed it to him. He stood up, unfolded the blanket, and placed it on a towel cord. The blanket became a "wall" separating him from her. She stood on the side of the wall and asked, "Is this necessary?" and he stood on the side of the wall and replied, "Isn't that for you...... Isn't it convenient?" she pulled down the blanket and threw it to him, "Wouldn't it be better for you to cover yourself?" he seemed to want to say something, but only opened his mouth and did not say a word. He lay down again and put the blanket over him.

She dimmed the light of the lantern, retreated to her bunk, sat down slowly, and took out the notebook from under the pillow again, but she did not open it, held it in her hand for a while, and then stuffed it under the pillow again. She let out a long sigh, her hands in her cheeks, her gloomy gaze staring blankly at the flickering fire in the hearth, her face showing a faint sadness.

He glanced at her, stood up, stared at her face, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want?" "I...... I really want to take a shower!" she replied, her voice equally low. This sentence couldn't help but be said, and as soon as she blurted out the words, she felt that her face was hot. She couldn't regret it.

He sat up slowly again. She avoided his gaze in embarrassment and hung her head. Then he got up, walked to the stove, stirred the fire, and turned it red. He went to the pyre again, took a handful of chopping wood, placed it lightly beside the stove, and stuffed it into the hearth piece by piece. After filling the hearth, he picked up the basin and walked out of the tent without a sound. In a moment, he brought in a basin of snow from outside and poured it into the large iron bucket that she had brushed clean.

"You...... What is this for?" she asked knowingly. "The snow will melt quickly. He replied, and walked out of the tent with the basin in hand. The second time he brought in a pot of snow from outside and poured it into the bucket, she asked, "For me?" and he nodded. "I won't ......," she was going to say, "I'm not going to jump into the bucket in front of you." But the words that came out of the mouth were: "I just said that casually, don't take it seriously." "You don't wash it, I'll wash it myself." He strode out. He went in and out again and again, and finally filled the bucket with snow. The snow melted inside the barrel. They all remained silent, as if each was thinking about something, and neither of them wanted to take the initiative to speak, and they all tried not to pay attention to each other. I don't know how long it took, but there was a sound of hot water in the bucket. Eventually, the heat fog filled the air, and the air in the tent went from dry to damp. He walked up to the big iron bucket, put one hand into the bucket, tested the temperature of the water, bent down and picked up his padded jacket from the grass, and turned to walk out of the tent. She stood up suddenly, took a few steps to the entrance of the tent, turned around, stopped him face to face, and said, "Since you want to wash yourself, then I should go out." He didn't answer, but silently stared at her face, and said to her with a clear gaze: "You know in your heart, I am not for myself, but for you." Don't do that to my sincere kindness!" Under his gaze, she could not bear to stalemate with him any longer, and dodged away from the tent. Then a triumphant expression appeared on his face, and he stepped out of the tent. She stood dumbfounded, and suddenly she was angry with him.

He's forcing me. He!

Clearly yes. Why should I compromise with him?

But the urge to take a hot bath was so strong! she could not resist the temptation of steaming hot water in a barrel. She couldn't help but walk over to the bucket and dip a finger into the water for a moment. As for the water, the heat is just right. She rolled up her sleeves and plunged her whole hand into the hot water. After soaking for a while, she felt as if her hand had dissolved in water.

She suddenly withdrew her hand from the bucket, walked to the bunk, and began to undress urgently. The clothes were taken off from the body one by one, the outer garment, the velvet coat, the underwear...... Throwing it on the mattress indiscriminately.

When she stood on the ground barefoot and her whole body, she had an inexplicable fear of herself for a while. The dim glow of the horse lamp painted her body a withered yellow. Her graceful nude figure was clearly projected on the canvas wall of the tent. Seeing her figure, she seemed to see a terrible monster, almost screamed, and subconsciously pulled a piece of clothing from the mattress and covered her body. At the same time, her frightened gaze quickly glanced towards the entrance of the tent.

Only the cold moonlight poured into the tent from outside. It was only then that she realized how peaceful the world around her was, a mysterious tranquility. How warm it was in the tent! The fire baked her body, like the summer sun shining on her. The clothes that covered her body fell silently to the ground, and as if dancing, she walked to the bucket on tiptoe......

On this night, in this mountain forest, in this cotton tent, in an iron bucket, granular Chen Xue's melted and heated water soaked her body, which she had not bathed once in seven years. She collapsed in the water. The water was over her shoulders, her head resting on the edge of the bucket, and a towel underneath it - a real "bath"!

She closed her eyes quietly, opened her lips slightly, and scrubbed her body with alternating hands and very gentle movements. As if he was afraid of muddying the water, for fear of splashing a drop of water out of the bucket. She calmly, constantly splashing water on her shoulders, face, and head.

She truly experienced what seemed to be an extreme pleasure in human beings. She was so happy that she wanted to sing, she wanted to scream. "Ah......h She suddenly took a deep breath, folded her arms and knees, and sank her head into the water. She dived in the water for half a minute before she came to her head. He gasped against the wall of the barrel and began to rinse his black hair......

She washed for a long time before she reluctantly came out of the water. After dressing, drying her hair by the fire, lying on her back on the mattress, spreading her limbs, she did not want to move. She developed a peculiar sensation, as if her body had lost its weight and was floating in the air, lighter than a feather......

She fell asleep like that. She slept for nearly an hour, felt cold in her body, and woke up suddenly. Oh my God! He's ...... She jumped up at once and ran out of the tent. In the moonlight, she saw him standing far from the tent, without a hat, with his hands over his ears, and his feet stomping constantly. She froze. After the two of them had entered the tent together, he first walked to the stove, turned on the charcoal fire, and stuffed it into the hearth for a few pieces of chopping wood, and then he stood up, looked at her face, and asked, "Is it all right?" and she replied embarrassedly, "Wonderful!" and he smiled. That's a very intimate smile. It was the first time he had smiled like that at her. She looked at him gratefully and said, "If anyone else in the company knows about this tonight, I don't know what it will do to me...... And you, what do you think?" and there was a strange light in his eyes, which were also looking at her. In a calm tone, he said, "If there is a third person who knows, then you must have told this person yourself." After a pause, he added, "There are some things in life that only two people can ever know. His words made her blush. He walked over to the lantern and asked for the wick. "Don't ...... That's it, it's good. She whispered to stop him. After saying this, she felt that her face was even hotter. The heart also jumped sharply for no reason. She picked up the basin in disguise and walked over to the bucket. "I'd better come!" he walked up to her, gently snatched the basin from her hand, and said, "You have just finished taking a bath, and the cold wind blows, and you will catch a cold." "No, no, this ...... It's too much!" she wanted to snatch the basin back from him.

He held out an arm to block her hand.

"Don't you give me a chance to repay you? She knew what he was talking about, bowed her head, and said, "But that time...... There is no danger...... "Is it true that the stone has fallen so that I should say something grateful to you?" "......" "There are some things that you can only understand when you think about it later. She raised her head slowly, but as soon as she met his gaze, she immediately lowered her head, and for a long time did not have the courage to raise her head to look at him again. His eyes, so bright that night! He said no more to her, and began to pour water out one basin after another. While she sat on her bunk and he sat on the grass, silently facing each other, the fire came alive. She wasn't sleepy. He couldn't sleep even when he lay down. The wind was blowing outside, and the tent curtains were crackling. "Shall we talk about something?" he finally spoke, his tone pleading, as if the silence at this moment was an unbearable torture for him. She asked in a small voice barely audible to him, "Talk...... What?" "What do you think your platoon commander is?" "This...... You should know her better than I do. "Why do you think that?" "Everybody...... All think so. "Everyone?......" "The girls of our women's volleyball team ......" He suddenly got angry and said loudly: "But I don't know her." I tried to get to know her, but it was hard to do so. If she were you, I'm sure I would have known her......" She raised her head and glared at him in surprise: "You ......" He did not allow her to interrupt his words, and continued: "I am the son of a martyr, my father died on this land, I am looked at differently everywhere in my life, even if I make mistakes, I will be forgiven, but I am tired of this! I am myself, and I am going to follow my own path of life. I am not a martyr, I am only the son of a martyr. But she often said to me, 'You don't think you'll take advantage of your political capital.'" You're a political waster!' and put on a bitter and earnest posture of teaching, which I cannot endure......"

She suddenly cried out, "Don't say any more!" and he was dumbfounded. "Please, don't say it, don't say it to me, don't talk to me about her, I don't want to hear it, I haven't heard anything today......" She suddenly covered her face with her hands, turned sideways, and cried in a low voice.

He couldn't understand why his words hurt her, he stared at her for a moment, then stood up, slowly walked over to her, took her hands, and removed them from his face.

She refused to lift her face and shook her head in distress. Without letting go of her hands, he pulled her up. "No, no......" She was still shaking her head, trying to pull her hands out of his, but he held hers so tightly, so tightly. "I ...... I...... I ...... "His breathing was so rapid. She could even hear his heart pounding in her chest distinctly. "Let go...... I ......," she muttered. Her whole body lost strength, and she almost passed out. He finally let go of her hand and held her to sit down slowly. "I ...... I...... Maybe, I shouldn't have told you...... These words ......" he said with a hint of apologetic guilt in his tone.

She lowered her head and gently stroked the back of her hand in exchange. His hands hurt a lot from his grip, and his shallow fingerprints were left on the backs of his hands. A tear fell on her hand, and then another...... own tears.

She felt aggrieved in her heart. Although he didn't hurt her. She bit her lip and kept herself from crying. "I didn't bully you!" he said, with a hint of impatience. "Ignore me. I don't know what's wrong with me, I'll be fine in a while. She whispered, looking up at him and smiling wryly. He stood motionless in front of her for a moment, then turned abruptly and walked away, casually extinguishing the lantern. It was dark inside the tent. In the darkness, she heard him lying down on the grass. After a heavy sigh, darkness invited silence. She also lay down gently. However, she couldn't sleep.

A squirming sound told her that he was up again. The glow of the fire in the furnace reflected his figure. He was stirring the fire and adding firewood. He stood up and stood for a moment. He walked over to her and took a stand in front of her bunk. He, carefully covering her with the quilt, probably thought she was asleep. He...... Got down on both knees. She immediately closed her eyes and remained motionless. Intuitively, she could tell that he was looking down on her. Her face felt his breathing, the man's slow breathing. The breath hit her face, causing her to panic. Yet she held her breath and remained motionless. Her lips, however, were slightly open, instinctively demanding some kind of contact......

Nothing happened. She felt him slowly get to his feet and gently leave her. There was another rustling of him lying on the grass again......

When she opened her eyes from her slumber, it was already dawn. The fire was still burning, and it was still warm in the tent. Her blanket, over her quilt. He was no longer in the tent. She hurriedly dressed and walked out of the tent. There was a heavy snowfall last night, and there were footprints on the soft snow that went down the mountain...... Platoon commander Zheng Yaru and two other female intellectuals followed the car to the mountain to pull the last batch of items. The platoon commander saw her and did not greet her. She and they carried things to the car.

She didn't notice it because she was overly sensitive, the platoon commander's unusual gaze swept over her more than once. "Are you afraid of staying alone on the mountain last night?" "Did you sleep soundly?" The other two girls asked her one by one when the platoon commander was not paying attention to her, almost at the same time.

After asking, they didn't seem to want her answer, and exchanged meaningful smiles. She didn't answer them anything, just silently loaded things onto the truck one by one. After loading the car, the two girls got into the cab and she climbed into the truck bed. "Platoon commander, will you sit in the cab? A girl saw that Zheng Yaru was still standing under the car, opened the door of the cab, and flattered the platoon commander, but she sold favors and did not jump down. "No, I'm going to sit in the carriage. Zheng Yaru said, climbed into the carriage, and sat on a bundle of hemp rope opposite her. The car started. Although she and the platoon commander sat face to face, neither of them looked at each other.

When the car slowed down on the downhill mountain road, the platoon commander suddenly asked, "He was with you on the mountain last night?" Before she could answer, the platoon commander said, "His footprints were left on the snow." The subtext that comes at the same time as this sentence is: "You can't deny it." She looked at the platoon commander with the same gaze and replied only two words briefly: "Yes." There is also a subtext: "So what?" "He ...... And you...... Sleeping in a tent?" was a completely questioning tone, but he slurred. "Isn't there only a tent left on the mountain?" she replied in a deliberately rhetorical tone, and was satisfied that she had given such an answer. "This night...... Who are you...... How did you spend it?" "Interrogation?" "Answer me, I have the right to ask you! Do you know what kind of relationship I have with him! Although it is not as ...... as it was in the first few years when we first arrived in the Great Northern Wilderness The restraints are strict, but the company still has to investigate the moral corruption!" The platoon commander was embarrassed, and his tone was threatening. "Shameless!" she spat out two words coldly. "You ......" the platoon commander's good-looking face twisted. She was also intimidated by her own audacity, and immediately took her eyes off the platoon commander's face and stared blankly at the silver silhouette of the winter wilderness and distant mountains. But she felt a joy in her heart that she had never felt before. The car sped down the road, and they were constantly being turned upside down and colliding with each other, but they didn't say a word to each other......

Back in the company, he met her several times, but he turned his face sideways, ignored her, and seriously broke her heart. One day, the whole company was watching a movie in the big cafeteria, and he was the only one sitting in the company headquarters guarding the phone and recording the conference call. She suddenly broke into the company. He had the telephone in his hand and glared at her in surprise. "I ...... I have something to say to you. "I'm recording. He replied stiffly. She threw herself in front of him, snatched the telephone receiver from his hand, slammed it on the table, and shouted, "You...... I hate you!"

"How can this be!" he stood up.

She stood in front of him in a daze, her breasts heaving violently, her lips trembling, her eyes staring at him, her eyes gradually filling with tears. It was tears that welled up from the fountain of affection from the bottom of my heart. He didn't know what to do, and opened his mouth a few times before he called out her name in a low voice: "Xiaoyun......" He omitted her surname when calling her for the first time. She threw herself into his arms, like a wronged child, crying loudly. "Don't, don't be like this......" he hugged her, stroking her. But she couldn't stop crying. He impulsively clasped her face in both hands and kissed her frantically. Kiss her lips, kiss her eyes, kiss her forehead...... His lips sealed the tears from her heart. The phone on the desk was ringing. He calmed down, glanced at the phone, wiped away her tears, and gently pushed her away. She, too, came to her senses, and turned her back in embarrassment. "Hey, it's me. I'm on the telephone......! A family member quarreled with her husband, yes, the two quarreled. I've persuaded them away......" He was already sitting in his chair and picked up the receiver again. She turned to look at him and chuckled. He winked at her. She stared at him for a moment, then quietly withdrew from the company. On the third day, he took a group of people to the division headquarters to participate in the water conservancy battle. She stayed in the company. A long separation – two and a half years. The correspondence was kept, but only a few, a few short letters, in which he informed her of the construction of the Battle of Water, in which she told him about the events that had taken place in the company......

And then and later, and then and later, and then and later......

Pei Xiaoyun, who was standing at the sentry post, couldn't recall anything anymore.

Water......

What hot water!

Fire......

A roaring fire!

She felt like she was in the tent in the mountains and forests two years ago, soaking in that big iron bucket and diving into the snowy hot water......

Suddenly, her eyes were unusually bright, and she saw him standing in front of her distinctly. It's none other than him!

He came to the sentry post to pick her up.

She lunged at him and hugged him tightly.

"Ahh......h The water is so hot, it's so hot! No, it's cold...... I'm so cold! I'm going to freeze! Hold me tight, touch me, kiss me...... I feel like my lips are frozen together like two pieces of ice, melt it with your lips!Kiss me, kiss me, kiss ......"

In fact, she didn't utter a single note.

Yet she felt his hug, his touch, his kiss...... Hearing his voice, it seemed to be whispering in her ear, and it seemed to call to her from a considerable distance, from space: "Xiaoyun, dear girl......

She stood upright at the sentry post, like "Coordinate Six". The moonlight casts her black figure on the silver-white negatives of the frontier land.

She faced the Heilongjiang River, her eyes wide open, and the bayonet on the gun shone with a cold light......

A smile appeared on her face......

Like a racing horse in a state of excitement on the racetrack, the "Black Panther" ran back to the company at a frantic speed and went straight to the dormitory of the Educated Youth University. Like a beast, it slammed open the door of the men's dormitory and rushed in. Empty...... It stood for a moment, leaped up, turned back in the air, leaped out again, and pounced into the women's dormitory. The women's dormitory was also empty...... It scurried back and forth between the men's and women's dormitories, back and forth several times, and barked lowly. Utterly disappointed, it wagged its tail anxiously and stood in the hallway of the large dormitory, roaring twice. It spotted the fire in the direction of the regimental headquarters and did not move. Suddenly, it ran towards the regimental headquarters like an arrow......

At the regiment headquarters, among the more than 800 young intellectuals, in the midst of more than a dozen bonfires, at the firefighting site of the material depot, and everywhere there were crowds, the dog went on a rampage, looking for the intellectual youths of the engineering company.

"Hey, this dog is so fat, catch it, catch it! Roast dog meat to eat." Several young men gathered around a bonfire surrounded it on all sides. Some held knives, some held sticks, and some held stones. They want to bear its life, they want to peel off its skin, they want its tendon-developed body, put it on the fire to cook it, and eat it.

They were cold and hungry.

I don't know which one threw a stone at it first, striking it on the head. It screamed, stepped back, and was slapped hard in the crotch. It swayed and fell. They immediately surrounded it, and a noose wrapped it around its neck, tightened it, dragged it under a tree, and hung it. The instinct for survival and bestiality flourished in this tame dog. It bit down on the rope with its head sideways, snapped it with its sharp teeth, and fell into the snow in mid-air.

And they went round about it. It leaped up like a real leopard and pounced on the nearest man, who pounced on him and bit him by the neck. The man blocked it with his hand, and it bit his hand. With a scream, it felt like it had bitten something out of that hand. It had bitten something in its mouth, bared its sharp teeth, whined and barked, erected the long hair on its neck, and waited for an opportunity to pounce again.

In the midst of the screams of pain, they were frightened and flinched. Two fingers spat out of its mouth on the snow. It broke through the encirclement and rushed to the scene of the firefighting. There, it was the first to be spotted in the chaotic firefighting crowd as its owner. He rushed out of the fire with a box of hand **, and just put it in a safe place, it immediately jumped over and bit his trouser leg and refused to let go. He looked down and saw that it was it, and scolded, "Get out of here!" and kicked it over with his other foot.

"Engineering Company, come with me, hurry up and carry the ** box!" he shouted, and rushed into the fire again. More than a dozen figures followed behind him, also rushing into the flames. The "Panther" spotted the little bricklayer again, jumped up and bit the little bricklayer's trouser legs. The little bricklayer crouched down, patted it on the head, and said, "'Black Panther', what are you doing here? You can't help at all, go, go, go back to the company!" "Engineering company, form a human wall!" In the sea of fire, it could hear the shouts of its master. A human wall stood in the midst of the fire. They held hands and leaned so closely, tongues of fire licking their backs. More people are carrying the ** box under their cover. The "Panther" also wanted to rush into the fire, but the flames of the fire terrified it. It ran back and forth around the perimeter of the fire, bending its head and nibbling on a few mouthfuls of snow as it ran. It suddenly ran towards the sentry post on Hump Hill again......

Mike Liu's pregnant wife is looking forward to him at home. She sat quietly on the kang and sewed small clothes for the unborn child one by one.

The child will not be without seeing his father. This will be the little life born in the Great Northern Wilderness, gently moving in her womb! She is glad for the child, and she also feels happy for herself. Her heart that will be a mother is very solid at the moment. Her heart is full of trust and affection for life, and she is also full of gratitude.

Hearing the sound of the dog barking and the dog's paws picking the door, she was stunned for a moment, put down the small clothes in her hand, and opened the door. As soon as the door opened a crack, the "Panther" squeezed in, holding a cotton glove in his mouth.

"'Black Panther'?" she took the glove from its mouth and immediately recognized that it was Pei Xiaoyun's. Among the female intellectuals in the whole company, she and Pei Xiaoyun are the best. She is the leader of the company's logistics squad, and Pei Xiaoyun was the only intellectual youth in the logistics squad. The Shanghai girl, who lacks friendship, treats her as a sister.

Before Pei Xiaoyun took up her post, she came to her house with a gun on her back and asked her with a smile: "Sister Xiumei, do you think I look like a sentry?" The glove had a hole, which she had patched at the time.

The "Panther" circled around her, biting her clothes and pulling her out. An ominous premonition immediately permeated her body. She hurriedly put on her coat, tied her scarf, and followed the "Black Panther" out of the house. She ran to the stable, pulled out a horse, stepped on it, and before she could sit down, she galloped towards the hump mountain. When she came to the sentry post, she jumped off the horse and saw Pei Xiaoyun stretching out her hands towards her, as if to greet her. She stepped in front of Pei Xiaoyun in a few steps and held her hands, but immediately retracted her own hands. Pei Xiaoyun's gloveless hand was as hard as a rock! "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun......" she muttered. The smile was still on Pei Xiaoyun's face. "Pei Xiaoyun ......," she shouted in a hissed voice. Tears suddenly blindfolded her eyes. She rushed towards Pei Xiaoyun again. But...... The female sentry fell backwards in a slumped and stiff manner, and fell to the snow-covered ground, staring wistfully at the night sky. "Pei Xiaoyun ......" she threw herself on her girlfriend and cried out silently. "Black Panther" let out a mournful wail......