He came from a scholarly family, she was born in an ordinary farming family, and he loved to be quiet, and his favorite thing to do was to sit in a three-foot hut and read a lot of books. She loves to be lively, no matter what happens, she always wants to come up and see what is going on, he is silent, she is verbose.... Creation makes people, these two seemingly incompatible people actually came together.

Husband, have you ever caught bean worms? Listen to me, if you want to catch bean worms, you must carefully dig the soil in the bean field little by little... Once you catch one, you must not stop, you must continue to plan, because the nests of bean worms are all connected...

Every late night, when he wearily put down the heavy book in his hand, she would always come up to him and tell him some trivial things. He rarely accosted her, just smiled and listened to her. For some reason, every time he saw her dancing and the undisguised excitement in her eyes as she spoke, he always felt like a warm current flowed through his heart.

Perhaps, I should accompany her to catch bean worms again...... Every night when he woke up, recalling the bits and pieces she told him, he would involuntarily hug her a little harder in his arms.

His ordinary life is shattered by a sudden war, and he must immediately enlist in the army to defend against foreign enemies. At the moment of parting, he looked at her with tears streaming down his face and just said lightly, if, if I can come back, let's go catch beanworms together.

I'll wait for you. She held back her tears and nodded solemnly.

Blinding flares pierced the dark night sky, the earth was painfully struck by the impact of shrapnel flying in the sky, and the weak defensive line was crumbling under the onslaught of the enemy, and it was possible to collapse at any time.

Brothers, fight them! Amid the angry and desperate screams of the company commander, the remaining soldiers roared out of the trenches and launched a suicidal counterattack against the enemy on the opposite side.

Trembling in the corner, he was lifted out by the company commander, who grabbed him by the hair and pointed at the swarming enemy soldiers: No matter how you die, if you want to die, you have to die like a man!

The company commander's words were like a stimulant, and in an instant, the fear that had been entrenched in his heart was swept away by the blood that poured into his heart. He shouted, clutching his gun and jumping out of the trench.

He hadn't gone far when a projectile flew across his left chest without warning, sending out a long trail of blood.

He collapsed to the ground like a noodle, trying to open his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. The sounds of fighting around him, the explosion of cannonballs falling to the ground gradually faded away from his ears, and even the pain in his chest seemed to be slowly lessening.

Am I going to die? The feeling of blood running from the wound made his brain go blank and his consciousness blurred. All he could do was instinctively keep his eyes open, hoping to see something from the world in front of him.

Yes, he saw it, and through the smoke and fire of war, he saw the bean fields of her hometown that she often talked to him about. He, and she, in the warm sunshine, carefully shaved the soft soil in front of them with the hoe in their hands, and carefully pulled out the little pale cyan insects from the nest, one after another......

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