Chapter 9 [The Past]

"Bang!"

The bullet exploded in Zhao Xian's chest, even if it penetrated the body armor on his body, there was also a person's body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info still had the strength to hit Zhao Xian's chest behind him.

was killed with one shot, even Zhao Xian, who was clinging to the body of the person in front of him, did not hear the last words of this best brother before he died. Just a moment before it was heard: "Watch out for snipers." Just threw himself in front of Zhao Xian and took a mortal shot for Zhao Xian.

Zhao Xian couldn't remember what happened after he was shot, he only remembered many gunshots, and he only remembered that his comrades-in-arms were desperately dragging his body to the back. Zhao Xian wanted to scream out, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't scream out even if he tried his best, and his tears were like bursting the embankment, and he couldn't stop flowing downward.

Later, listening to the surviving people, five people died in this ambush battle. And Zhao Xian's life was quite big, after that bullet penetrated a comrade-in-arms in body armor. Blocked by his body armor again. At the end of the day, the bullet got stuck very close to the heart, not even a centimeter.

But Zhao Xian knew that if it wasn't for his brother blocking him, one of the five people who died would be himself, not him. Pain, not physically, but in the heart. It's not that Zhao Xian is hypocritical, but it's really painful that he can't breathe, and Zhao Xian wanted to die not him, but himself. After all, he, like him, is just a victim of this battle.

And that brother, I remember the night before he died, he still dragged Cho Hyun to drink soju, smoke, and after getting drunk, he talked with Cho Hyun for a long time in his pouted pseudo-Seoul dialect with the Jeju Island dialect, and even fell asleep on Cho Hyun in the end.

Zhao Xian still remembers very well that the day he died was November 20th, only two days before his 25th birthday, and they agreed to go to drink and play Miss together on his birthday, but unfortunately he couldn't wait for that day anymore.

Zhao Xian still remembers very clearly, he said to himself that he has no father and no mother, some are just brothers, some are just Zhao Xian, no matter what happens, whether it is right or wrong, he will always stand in front of Zhao Xian, this time he did it, but Zhao Xian also lost him, forever ......

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When Zhao Xian woke up, his face was covered with cold sweat, he struggled to turn over and get up, wiped the cold sweat on the top of his head with his hand, and walked into the bathroom.

Letting the cold water wash his body fiercely, Zhao Xian finally came to his senses, gently stroked the scar on his chest, but his hands kept trembling, and finally with a "ah......" sound, Zhao Xian punched the wall and cried helplessly, unable to distinguish whether there were tears on his face.

The brother who once depended on each other in life and death, died in his arms, or died for himself, Zhao Xian, why is your life so wretched, why do you even die for others to die for you. Really TM Nest.

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Zhao Xian was not in a state all day today, and last night's dream reminded him of the past he thought he had let go, but until this scene appeared in front of Zhao Xian's eyes, Zhao Xian still found that at this moment, his heart was disturbed, and his body that thought he was peaceful was beaten by memories.

After a tumultuous day at work, Zhao Xian returned home, changed his clothes in the locker room, and did not go home, but came to a roadside stall near the Han River to drink.

Glass after glass of soju went down, even Zhao Xian, who was quite able to drink, was choked and coughed fiercely, Zhao Xian shook the empty soju bottle and said to the proprietress behind: "Auntie, here is another bottle of soju." ”

The proprietress brought a bottle of soju over, opened it for Zhao Xian, and poured the soju into the cup: "Young man, although I don't know what's wrong with you, but I'm almost drunk today, just this last bottle, after drinking it, Auntie won't sell it to you, go home early and sleep, and there will be nothing to do the next day." ”

"Thank you, Auntie. After Zhao Xian finished speaking, he poured the soju into his stomach and poured the next glass.

"Alas. The proprietress next to her sighed, turned around and walked away, the proprietress has been doing business near the Han River for so many years, and she has seen too many people who come to get drunk, and she is used to it.

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Zhao Xian finished drinking and paying the bill, dragged his drunken body out of the shed, and walked towards the edge of the Han River step by step.

Zhao Xian, who walked to the riverside and was lying on the railing, looked helplessly at the Hanjiang River in front of him: "Brother He, you have been gone for more than two years, right, you haven't come to see you again in the past two years as a brother, you won't hold a grudge against me, right?"

At this time, Zhao Xian's voice was a little hoarse, I don't know if it was because he was in too uncomfortable mood or because he drank soju.

"Fuck you, Li He, do you know, you're a ****. Zhao Xian suddenly began to scold: "Why did you block that shot for me, why did you die for me, you said you have nothing to worry about, do I have a fucking concern? Ah? The damn person is me, not you, do you know?"

After Zhao Xian scolded, he seemed to have been poured a few mouthfuls of cold air, coughed constantly, and tears kept flowing down the corners of his eyes.

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"Ah......h

Walking in front of the woman, Zhao Xian glanced up and down, this woman was less than one meter six tall, and because she was wearing a heavy down jacket and a mask on her mouth, there was no way to know what this woman's appearance and figure were.

Zhao Xian gently patted the woman's shoulder with his right hand, and a hoarse voice came out: "Miss, you should also consider others when the ghost screams at night, okay?"

The woman turned her head to look at Zhao Xian, and felt that the man in front of her seemed to be a familiar person: "Zhao Xianxi?"

"Inside?" The drunk Zhao Xian was a little confused, who is this woman, how do you know my name.

"Zhao Xianxi, is it you?" The woman's tone seemed to become a little happier: "I really didn't expect to meet Zhao Xianxi here." ”

"Inside, but who are you? Zhao Xian still felt very groggy.

"Kim Taeyeon, I'm Kim Taeyeon of Girls' Generation, thanks to Cho Hyun-xi's help the day before yesterday. ”

"Oh...... Kim Taeyeonxi, why did you run to the riverside to play by yourself when you weren't with your boyfriend at this time?"

"Ani, I'm used to coming here when I'm not happy, but how could Cho Hyun-xi be here?" Kim Tae-yeon's tone carried a hint of loneliness.

"I, I'm ......" Before Zhao Xian finished speaking, he turned his head and began to vomit, perhaps because he drank wine and poured cold air.

"Ah, Cho Hyun Xi, are you okay?" Kim Tae-yeon asked softly when she saw Cho Hyun vomiting.

"I ...... It's okay, how can I have something?" Zhao Xian sat on the ground after vomiting: "It's not me who died, how can I have something, why should I have anything?"