- They said, "It's a dead man." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a long time, Xia Yunchu slowly understood what Zhao Sanji had just said.

She moved the corners of her mouth, trying to speak, but found that she couldn't find the exact words to express her current mood.

For her and Zhao Sanji, Li Shun is an existence that is different from others. But on this battlefield, the life of every soldier is probably the same. The criterion for the distribution of things by those doctors and soldiers is probably not to see who is more seriously injured, but to see who is more lightly injured.

Because of the limited resources at hand, they prefer to prioritize the limited resources for the treatment of those who have been injured less seriously and can definitely be healed.

Those wounded only need to consume a small portion of herbs and bandages to recover quickly and return to the battlefield.

When these wounded have been healed, those things that are left out will be distributed again to those who are more seriously injured.

In the past, when he was in the camp for wounded soldiers, Xia Yunchu had seen those seriously injured soldiers abandoned more than once. She had even seen wounded soldiers still gasping for breath being lifted out of their tents. And the people around him watched in silence, pretending not to know that what they had tacitly given up was a life that was still struggling to survive.

Xia Yunchu didn't know what kind of mood those soldiers who were still fighting ahead, but at least when she was in the camp of the wounded soldiers, what she saw was not fighting, but accepting fate.

The wounded soldiers themselves had already acquiesced to such behavior, and at the same time had the consciousness that they had also been abandoned, so they accepted it so easily. If they themselves were seriously injured and carried out alive, I am afraid they would not have the slightest complaint.

But Xia Yunchu still couldn't help but feel sad. Every time she saw that, her chest was heavy, as if it had pressed a big stone, and she couldn't breathe.

She had tried, but in the end she realized that it was something that could not be changed by her own strength.

"Don't overthink it. Standing on this battlefield, no one thought that they would be able to return alive. ”

This is what Li Shun once said to her.

Xia Yunchu still remembered that it was a night when there were few stars, and a disc-like silver moonlight had just begun to rise from the horizon, reflecting half of the sky shining, covering the color of most of the starlight.

That day, she saw a wounded soldier who was breathing heavily being carried out of the camp, and when Li Shun came over to see Zhao Sanji from outside, she still maintained that sad look on her face, and it was too late to fade. She even felt that the heavy breathing of the wounded soldier still lingered in her ears, as if she was pulling the bellows, and she exhaled for a long time, but she could barely breathe in anything more.

She wasn't very familiar with the wounded soldier, but she had changed the medicine twice.

When I first saw her, the wounded soldier was still in good spirits, and he smiled and thanked her. It's just that a few days later, when she went to help out there, the other party had already fallen into a coma, and even the heat on her body came up. She wanted to take care of the wounded soldier, but because it was not her responsibility, she was driven away.

The third time we met, the wounded soldier was carried outside the tent.

Li Shun didn't talk to Xia Yunchu, but just looked at Zhao Sanji, quietly listened to Zhao Sanji's words, and then turned around and left.

After leaving the tent with Xia Yunchu, he suddenly opened his mouth like this.

Xia Yunchu felt that it was probably because Zhao Sanji told Li Shun about the previous things, and Li Shun vaguely guessed the source of her depression.

But she still felt sad, and there was a burning sensation in her chest that burned all the way.

"There's no one who doesn't want to survive the battlefield, right?" she retorted, gritting her teeth, "Do you want to die on this battlefield?" If everyone in this army has the will to die, then why bother to be an army and fight. Hit your head directly on the steps in front of your house, and you don't have to toss it. ”

She had never spoken to Li Shun in such a tone.

Li Shun was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at her, as if he had just reacquainted her at this time.

Seeing Xia Yunchu biting his lip and revealing an indignant look, Li Shun looked a little dumbfounded for a while. After a while, he slowly shook his head and said, "It's different. The man's battlefield, the horse leather shroud. ”

"What bullshit is that. That is, people who can't live anymore will think so. Xia Yunchu also shook his head, "If you can live, whether you can go home and live smoothly, or continue to stay on this battlefield to kill the enemy for the country, isn't it a good thing." But it's dead...... When you die, you really don't have anything. They shouldn't have given up their lives in the first place, so who would be willing to work hard? Who would be willing to give up their lives?"

Since she crossed over, she has lived carefully all the way, and even her modern thinking and modern thoughts have been carefully hidden in the most corner of her heart, reminding herself all the time to be an ordinary country boy, and she dare not show a little special.

Only today, I don't know if it was affected by the moonlight, or because it was Li Shun standing next to her, she couldn't help but blurt out the thoughts in her heart.

She never dared to think or ask what happened to the wounded soldiers who were carried away.

There is no way to end well.

Li Shun turned his head and glanced at Xia Yunchu deeply.

Xia Yunchu originally had a little momentum hidden in his chest, but when Li Shun stared at him all the way, that momentum gradually faded, and finally turned into panic directly.

When she was hesitating whether she should avoid or apologize, Li Shun suddenly smiled.

"Not bad. Li Shun reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

Xia Yunchu didn't know why he suddenly remembered this.

That's just a trivial matter for her, and I'm afraid it's even more so for Li Shun.

She didn't understand what Li Shun meant until later, and she didn't feel that she needed to worry about it. Because she and Li Shun are not from the same education system, it is impossible for them to have the same ideas, and there is no way to reconcile them at all.

At the beginning, those words were not so much to express their thoughts, but just to vent.

And Li Shun may not agree with her at all.

But at this time, on the battlefield filled with gunpowder, his hands were stained with Li Shun's blood, but Xia Yunchu suddenly remembered Li Shun's smile at that time.

Maybe she remembered wrongly, but she always felt that Li Shun's original smile had a very lonely and gentle meaning.