Lin Xiaoyao stood up and was ready to devote himself to a whole day's work, but he heard a noise outside the office, Lin Xiaoyao went out to take a look, and saw a group of veterans in faded military uniforms surrounding outside.

There was a lot of movement, and the corridor was already full of staff watching the excitement. Lin Xiaoyao couldn't squeeze through, but just watched from a distance through the crowd, the worn military uniform, the burnt military hat, and the person's clear eyes kept flashing in his mind. "I am the People's Liberation Army, don't be afraid, follow me, I will protect you out. "I'm Li Chenxi, head of the second company and the third group of the Chinese peacekeeping force in Syria, what is your name?" "Xiaoyao, little demon, monster demon?" The picture is as clear as if it happened yesterday, and Lin Xiaoyao even remembers every word that person said.

The crowd of onlookers said everything, but they were all whispering, and at this time, I don't know who it was, and said loudly and disdainfully: "These people just have a lot of things, don't do anything, look for trouble every day, and don't want to think about it, thinking that they will be great after a few days of being a soldier, and they are talking as if they have saved China, and they don't want to think about it. ”

These words, every word and sentence smashed into Lin Xiaoyao's heart, Lin Xiaoyao turned his head violently, looking for the source of the voice,

Lin Xiaoyao knew the person, who was the office director of the unit next door, Lin Xiaoyao walked up several times and grabbed the woman with one hand: "Nothing remarkable about them?

Originally, those who were looking at the excitement outside instantly focused their eyes on Lin Xiaoyao and the woman. The woman was a little speechless by Lin Xiaoyao's expression, "You, what are you doing?"

Lin Xiaoyao didn't seem to feel their gaze, stared at the woman and continued: "You are ignorant to say these words, what you think is peace, that's them," said Lin Xiaoyao raised his hand and pointed to the people in military uniforms outside, "It's they who use their bodies and their blood to block the war for you, block the darkness for you, why do you think you take the country's money, wear heavy makeup every day, step on high heels, come to the office to have a cup of tea, see the excitement and enjoy life, that's them!"

Lin Xiaoyao's voice was sonorous and powerful, and the words were pierced in everyone's hearts. After Lin Xiaoyao finished speaking, he turned around, walked out of the crowd with red eyes.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't know that this scene was all in the uncle's view, but Lin Xiaoyao's red eyes made the uncle feel very familiar, just like the little girl who held the broken corpse and refused to let go. The uncle will always remember the look in his eyes that was full of black and red eyes and told him "not to let go" stubbornly but firmly.

The uncle had an unknown thought in his heart, hurriedly said hello to the people around him, and went out.

The uncle looked around the government building and found Lin Xiaoyao sitting with his legs crossed on the flower platform next to the parking lot, looking up at the sky in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The uncle looked at Lin Xiaoyao's appearance, and felt a feeling of distress in his heart, which he hadn't felt for a long time. The uncle stepped forward gently, stood in front of Lin Xiaoyao, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Lin Xiaoyao looked at the face that was haloed by the sun, and his memory began to trance, that year was also under such a scorching sun, and under such a scorching sun, Li Chenxi was also surrounded by the sun like this, and asked her if she was okay? At that time, she was like grasping a life-saving straw, grateful for his appearance, Lin Xiaoyao knew for the first time what it meant to be like a god descending, Li Chenxi was her god, descending in front of her, in such an environment of bullets and bullets, because of his existence Lin Xiaoyao's fear was alleviated.

Lin Xiaoyao stood up violently, hugged the uncle tightly, smelled the smell of the uncle greedily, and couldn't help but say dumbly: "Li Chenxi."