Li Yiyang Yuguang is looking at simplicity.

Seeing the simple figure disappear, he immediately pushed away Qianjun.

At the moment when Li Yiyang turned around and was about to chase after him, Qianjun grabbed Li Yiyang's sleeve.

"It's a soldier, you calm down. Qianjun's voice was flat, reflecting the coldness of his face, not as tenacious and steady as he originally showed, but a little gloomy.

Li Yiyang stood still, his face was stunned, his eyes lowered slightly, and there was a trace of pain that was not easy to see.

"You know it yourself. Her identity, you can't keep her after all. Qianjun said, "Even if it is relative in the future, for the lives of thousands of people behind you, I hope you will not be willful, and don't forget that you are a soldier." ”

Li Yiyang's eyes gradually became a little clearer from the cloudiness of the lost soul.

He remembered the faces full of hope, the screams of pain.

The screen also turned.

The little girl, who was supposed to be innocent and carefree, immediately raised her hands to show her surrender when she saw someone coming. The country is ruined, she is in the war, and no one can protect her.

In the big eyes of the little girl, there was a deep fear and fear, which was poignant.

The picture changes to another little girl, being held by a female soldier.

Her eyes were fixed on the female soldier holding her hand, her small mouth was slightly raised, and her face was relieved and happy, without a trace of fear, full of security.

The picture turned again, it was Li Yiyang's first time watching the battle, the blood of his comrades burst out and the shocking stump and broken arm. But they have no regrets or regrets on their faces, and some are just hatred that the war has not stopped.

Sacrifice without regret is not fake, but a different kind of faith.

In the war years, who is willing to join the army, who is not ready to sacrifice at any time.

Even if you are a soldier, you have a mission that is not under your control. Since even life can be given up, why can't children give up?

As he said to Jane, "Remember that behind you are thousands of people." You give birth, they give birth. ”

Li Yiyang broke free of Qianjun and walked slowly towards the barracks.

He walked very slowly, slowly, so slowly that it seemed that with every step he took, he was one step away from the simple distance.

The interlude sounded alongside.

"Fallen leaves have piled up in several layers, and I have stepped on youth

I heard who was crying in his previous life

Once fate knots once rope

I'm still waiting for this life

You can only be serious once

I've made sure I've met the right person

I swung my sword and turned around, and the blood was like red lips

Memories of the past dynasty crossed the red dust It is not the blade that hurts people

It's your reincarnated soul

I've made sure I've met the right person

I rode my horse on the march, and the sound of the horse's hooves ran like tears

The moonlight on the bluestone slab shines into this mountain city

I'm reincarnating with you all the way

I have a deep affection for you. ”

The audience burst into tears again.

.......

Simplicity is really completely gone.

Life in the barracks continued, fighting and training again and again.

Another big battle, Li Yiyang led his troops deep into the enemy camp as if he didn't want to die. narrowly won, and the army of the United States suffered heavy losses as a result. But he was drenched in blood and completely broke his muscles and bones.

In the barracks, the oppressive and tense atmosphere was swept away, and people were cheering for victory.

They thought that Li Yiyang ventured there for a surprise attack and to recover his recent losses.

But I don't know what he did not hesitate to risk going to the enemy camp without returning.

Li Yiyang struggled to get up from the hospital bed, because his muscles and bones were severely injured, so he was very inconvenient to walk.

Holding on to the wall, every few steps he took fell to the ground unbearably.

He gasped, endured the pain in his arms and legs, gritted his teeth and stood up, but fell forward again, and fell heavily to the ground.

The arm had a new wound on the concrete floor, and a few traces of blood were dripping out.

Yun Bingyan bit her lip, because she was distressed, her nails were embedded in her palms.

She tugged at Mo Ziran's arm, looking for the scars.

Mo Ziran smiled, "How long has it been, how can you be there." ”

Yun Bingyan put his face on Mo Ziran's arm and was silent.

Everyone knows that Mo Ziran is an actor and the pinnacle of the entertainment industry.

But who has paid attention to the scars behind the effort.

Even Mo Ziran himself deliberately ignored it and didn't think so.

He is really a very dedicated actor.

Not to mention the rest for the time being, it is the part of the scene where he falls on the concrete floor, because he has to shoot a close-up of his face at the same time, so Mo Ziran insists on not using a stand-in, and he does not stop to ask people to disguise the wounds, for fear of destroying the coherence. He was even more disdainful of cutting out the picture, so he really fell on the concrete floor, and his arm not only scratched a large piece of skin, but also injured the flesh inside.

Although it is not a serious injury, but with such a strong identity, he is willing to shoot such a scene, and he doesn't know how to throw off tens of thousands of traffic stars who think they have fine skin and tender meat, and use stand-ins at every turn.

On the screen, Li Yiyang just looked at the wound on his arm in a trance, insisted on standing up, and finally stumbled under the woods.

It took him a lot of effort to sit on the bluestone steps, touching the small tombstone next to him, and under his calm face was a wave of longing and painful experience.

In memory, it was the girl's innocent cry and the clear and aggrieved voice.

This tombstone was also dug by him and her with great effort.

Li Yiyang's grip on the tombstone became stronger and stronger, and even trembled a little.

At the bottom of his eyes, there was a trace of fear.

The tombstone is the tomb of the military dog. But now he was afraid that it was not the dog that they buried with their own hands....... It's love.

Everyone knows that soldiers are iron-blooded and resolute, and they value love and righteousness more than kindness. It seems that all his enthusiasm is used to serve the country.

but forgot that they too ....... Spoony.

"The roots of the old trees next to Luoyang City stretch like memories

Whose heartbeat is it you asking, you ask

I take a jar of wine and hate your thousand-year-old eyes

It was the scar that I fell into Chibi drunk

I've made sure I've met the right person

I swung my sword and turned around, and the blood was like red lips

Memories of the past dynasty crossed the red dust It is not the blade that hurts people

It's your reincarnated soul

I've made sure I've met the right person

I rode my horse on the march, and the sound of the horse's hooves ran like tears

The moonlight on the bluestone slab shines into this mountain city

I've been with you all the way, and I'm very affectionate to you

I've made sure I've met the right person

I rode my horse on the march, and the sound of the horse's hooves ran like tears

The moonlight on the bluestone slab shines into this mountain city

I'm reincarnating with you all the way

I have a deep affection for you

I'm reincarnating with you all the way

I have a deep affection for you. ”