On the day Zheng Yan was discharged from the hospital, Song Juan went to pick him up.

He didn't have much stuff, but insisted on mentioning it himself.

After entering the elevator, Song Juan leaned over and pressed the next floor, stood up straight, and said to him: "The luggage is packed for you, and the ticket is at 10 o'clock in the morning." ”

Zheng Yan didn't squeak, he was facing the elevator wall from the time he came in, and his face was very stinky.

Song Ju'an glanced at him, stretched out his arm around his shoulder, and pulled the person over.

Zheng Yan struggled twice, but was pressed tighter, so he gave up.

He hung his head: "My parents and they all agree, why...... You can't let me stay. ”

Song Ju'an pondered for a while: "Zheng Yan, you can't be willful in the future." ”

A calm reply.

Zheng Yan's eyes turned red in an instant, and he didn't mention it anymore.

Returning to the camp again, Zheng Yan stood outside for a while, carefully looking at every building here, as if saying goodbye.

Song Ju'an said, "Let's go in." ”

He nodded very slowly, and took that step.

In the camp, there was no one on the road, not even on the playground.

Zheng Yan still stopped and stared for a long time.

Song Ju'an gave him time to say goodbye here, without urging or disturbing.

Further on is the training ground, and in the distance, you can see the neat queue.

On one side of the queue is a fire engine.

Zheng Yan paused and looked at him stunned: "Captain..."

"They're waiting for you. Song Ju'an said, and at the same time lifted the bag in his hand.

Not far away, it took a lot of effort to walk this way.

Zheng Yan lowered his eyes to look at his dress as he walked.

The collar was not neat, so it was flattened, and the buttons were buttoned well, so that it should be solemnly emphasized.

His feet were getting faster and faster, and he looked up.

On the other side, everyone was saluting him.

At this moment, there were no thoughts in my head.

He turned his head slightly, and not far behind him, Song Ju'an straightened his body and slowly raised his hand to salute.

Zheng Yan sniffed, his eyes became firm and powerful, and he raised his right hand in the next second and saluted in return.

To the captain, to the comrades.

A simple goodbye, soon over.

Several team members followed Zheng Yan back to the dormitory to pick up things.

didn't cry bitterly, sent each other off calmly, and even time passed extremely fast, and before I knew it, it was time to send Zheng Yan to the station.

Song Ju'an sent people outside the door, and Da Jiang took the bag to the car, sat in the driver's seat and waited.

Zheng Yan was silent, and said seriously: "Captain, I hope that the next time we meet, I will come to drink your favorite wine." ”

Song Ju'an smiled: "Stinky boy, don't think I'm temperless if I accommodate you a few times." ”

Zheng Yan looked at him and suddenly grinned.

Song Ju'an was stunned, he hadn't seen him smile like this for a long time.

Zheng Yan said: "In the future, you will not be my captain." He smiled and became more serious: "You are also my brother." ”

Song Ju'an didn't know how to feel for a while, but raised his hand stiffly and patted the back of Zheng Yan's neck.

"Take care of the family. ”

Zheng Yan nodded heavily.

Song Ju'an withdrew his hand and let the people go.

Zheng Yan took a few steps and turned back: "Goodbye, brother!"

Song Ju'an was speechless, so he could only wave his hand at him.

The car drove away quickly.

This ...... It seems that even that bit of courage is about to disappear.

Empty nagging, no matter how you can't fill it.

In the afternoon, Luo Qingqiang took Song Ju'an to an authoritative psychological counseling center.

The process was nothing special, in Luo Qingqiang's opinion, he was very calm.

will understate those experiences, or mention them in a sentence, and there will be no emotional waves at all.

At the end, Song Ju'an claimed to go to the bathroom and went out first.

……

It was ten o'clock after work in the evening, Si Wei rubbed his temples and walked out of the elevator, turned a corner, and found a person standing at the door.

Song Ju'an's ears were sharp, and he looked at her.

Si Wei was only stunned for a moment, and walked closer.

Smell of smoke.

She found the key and asked as she opened the door, "How long have you been waiting?"

The voice-activated light was half dimmed, and Song Ju'an coughed lightly, "Almost." ”

The door opened, and the two of them went in front and back.

After changing his slippers, Swei said, "Today is not the weekend. ”

"Well, the instructor specially approved, leave tomorrow morning. His voice was hoarse, and he didn't hear it in the aisle at the moment.

Si Wei went to the kitchen for hot water and asked, "Didn't I give you the key?"

"I didn't bring it with me. He sat down on the couch.

Si Wei put the kettle on the base plate, raised his eyes to look across the living room, and could tell that he was wandering.

Time seemed to stretch out all of a sudden, and it was so quiet that it was terrifying.

Between them, it seems that since Zheng Zhi's sacrifice, there has been little to talk about.

Before you knew it, the water was about to boil, and the heat was coming out of the spout, and the humming sound was the only movement in the room.

Later, just as Si Wei was pouring water into the cup, Song Ju'an suddenly asked her, "Are you tired like this every day?"

Siwei came out with the cup, put it down and said, "Life is like this, and you will get used to it when you are tired." ”

Song Ju'an's eyes followed her movements of bending down to put the cup, and then sat down beside him, naturally turning his face.

When he touched Si Wei's clear and watery eyes, his thoughts suddenly stuck for half a second.

Si Wei looked away for a second, took off his shoes, bent his legs on the sofa, and leaned sideways on his shoulders.

"Zheng Yan was discharged from the hospital, right?"

Song Ju'an relaxed his shoulders: "He retired from the army, just today." ”

Si Wei chuckled in his heart, and for a while remembered Zheng Yan's cleverness and stubbornness, and he could guess that he would probably be reluctant.

Song Ju'an walked around with one arm and wrapped around her small abdomen.

"Not doing firefighting is the best arrangement for him, and his life will be better in the future. ”

Si Wei didn't answer, lowered his eyes, and saw the red rope on his wrist.

"This, you still have it. As he spoke, he covered his hands and touched them.

Song Ju'an slightly hooked his lips, "With it there, I will feel at ease." ”

Si Wei sat up a little and turned his head to look at him: "Is it really reassuring?"

Song Ju'an was asked by her, calmly avoided her gaze, and nodded.

Siwei looked at his taut jaw, and after a few seconds, adjusted back to the position he had just been, and continued to lean against him.

She caressed the red rope and whispered, "On the weekend, I want to go to that monastery, and it's time to repay my vows." ”

Song Ju'an felt the weight on his shoulders, and the weight was more like a pressure in his heart, which was unbearable.

"I'm with you. He spoke, his large backhand on hers, wrapped tightly in his palm.

Si Wei looked at the clasped hands, unable to tell what kind of feeling in his heart.

Perhaps, more joy.

Late at night, Song Ju'an said that he wanted to sleep on the sofa, but Si Wei didn't ask the reason and acquiesced.

Such a distance seems to be the best option to maintain their relationship at the moment.

And they're all carefully maintaining something, in a way that knows each other well.

There is also a tacit understanding, that is, they agree that as long as they survive this time, they will be able to embrace each other with an open mind.

All they need is time.

The night was as long as the night of the past month, and Song Ju'an was lying on the sofa, alternating with chaotic and crazy memories.

The loss of his brother, who fought side by side, the wall of faith is crumbling day by day, and the guilt drags his whole person into the abyss of darkness and terror.

Because of these changes, even the faith he had always held on to was shaken.

In the dead of night, the brain gradually dulls and gradually sinks into a state of sleep under the consumption of all kinds of chaotic thoughts.

He dreamed that Zheng Zhi was running side by side with him on the playground, and he laughed at him for his slow speed, but as soon as the words fell, Zheng Zhi overtook him, and ran away without looking back, leaving a long and endless track in front of him.

As soon as the picture turned, he stood in front of the fire truck in a firefighting suit, in front of the burning trade market, and the team members set up high-pressure water cannons to spray out the fire, but the fire was getting bigger and bigger.

The heat wave kicked up black smoke and filled the world, and the flames in his eyes turned into raging flames in an instant.

He was so frightened that he rushed forward to pull his comrades away, and shouted like crazy: "Retreat! Retreat!"

At that moment, those people were gone.

The trade market burst into flames, enveloping the whole world, and flames swept in from behind, threatening to engulf everything here.

In front of the rolling flames, Zheng Zhi stood there alone in military uniform, his smile blooming little by little.

Song Ju'an ran towards him desperately, but he was getting farther and farther away from him.

He roared: "Zheng Zhi, come back quickly, don't go!"

Zheng Zhi's smile did not decrease, and he did not move.

Behind him, the fire was rapidly approaching.

Song Ju'an froze suddenly, the fire in front of him was monstrous and raging, and in the blink of an eye, the person opposite was swallowed in flames.

He woke up suddenly, breathing incessantly.

"Song Ju'an. ”

These three words seemed to come from far away, and he couldn't react.

Si Wei whispered again: "Song Ju'an......"

His eyes flickered, and he scanned his surroundings stiffly.

It's already dawn.

When he turned to Siwei next to him, his face recovered a lot.

Before he could speak, Swei said, "Go wash up, I'll prepare breakfast." ”

With that, go to the kitchen.

Song Ju'an pressed his temples and stepped on slippers to go to the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Si Wei raised his eyelids slightly and stared fixedly at a certain part of the cupboard, his eyes overflowing with emotions that could not be dissolved.

A few minutes passed, and the "click" bathroom door opened.

Song Ju'an came out of it and subconsciously looked at the kitchen, seeing that her eyebrows were flat, and she was wiping the water stains on the cabinet with a rag in her hand.

Breakfast was eaten quickly, Si Wei was going to work, and the two went out together.

The elevator entrance, just the two of them.

Swei's attention was focused on the beating numbers on the display, and it was quiet.

Song Ju'an's afterglow fell on her white face, and his heart moved, and he took her hand hanging by his side.

Si Wei's eyes were stunned, and he turned his head slightly.

Song Ju'an frowned: "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Occasionally, it's fine. ”

He looked at her with deep eyes: "It's not normal for your hands to be cold on such a hot day, find time to accompany you to the hospital." ”

Si pursed his lips slightly and nodded obediently: "Actually, it's not a big problem, if there is really something uncomfortable, I won't hide it from you." After a pause, she added, "You too." ”

Song Ju'an hooked his lips, looked away, and exhaled slowly and quietly.

There is something hidden in my heart, and when facing her, it is inevitable that it will be unnatural.

Back in the team, Da Jiang had already led the team members to start the morning training project - in-depth fire fighting and rescue exercises.

Song Ju'an changed into his uniform and went over, and after watching several waves of training on the side, he silently gave a thumbs up in his heart.

At halftime, Da Jiang gave him the data board.

Song Ju'an read it, closed his back and put it behind his waist.

"Are you familiar with the work of the deputy squadron leader?"

Da Jiang scratched his head, "I can get started, but I feel that I haven't done it well enough, and I don't have a deputy ...... I mean, I'm going to be reckless, and I don't know what will go wrong in the future. ”

After a moment of silence, Song Ju'an handed over the data board.

Da Jiang stretched out his hand to pick it up, but the other party didn't let go.

"Captain?"

"You kid used to be quite jumpy, like to play smart, quite gossipy, and had a lot of problems, but this month, haven't you noticed that you have changed a lot?"

Song Ju'an explained him, his calm eyes revealed a rare gentleness, and there was no lack of affirmation in his attitude.

Da Jiang Han smiled, "I...... He scratched his neck embarrassedly, but when he looked up again, he was much firmer: "I'll try!"

Song Ju'an smiled very lightly, and retracted his strength at hand.

In the afternoon, he went to the office to talk at the request of the instructor.

When you enter the door, make a report first.

Luo Qingqiang: "Sit down." ”

Song Ju'an pulled out a chair and sat down upright.

"I haven't had a good night's sleep lately. ”

Song Ju'an looked at Luo Qingqiang, and the other party's eyes were also locked on him, and his eyes were deep.

The silence is relative, like some kind of stubborn contest.

In contrast, a man who is over half a hundred years old and has experienced more is naturally better in momentum.

After a while, Song Ju'an replied: "It's okay." ”

"It's getting more and more painful day by day. Luo Qingqiang immediately answered, his eyes shining: "The psychological test results are out." ”