Chapter 372: Life and Love Can Be Thrown

The commander was silent for a long time before he calmly said to the flat man lying on the stretcher:

"Ping detachment, you are suffering too much! There is no better way, so I have to ask you to come up and approach Fang Sheng. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Once you're close to him, you should always keep in mind that:

First, on the premise of preserving your own life, lure Fang Sheng away from the boulder under the iron tower for more than three meters, and your mission will be considered successful. Leave the rest of the work to the snipers;

Second, you must have a high degree of vigilance and full psychological preparation, you must be calm, calm, careful, and brave, and you must be careful not to be blocked by the cunning Fang Sheng, so that the conspiracy of winning both of his fantasies succeeds;

Third, when you have no choice but to do so, you should act on the basis of preserving your own life......

At this point, you must not fail, you must not make assertions, you see? ”

Ping Fu nodded weakly but calmly, and then, in a breezy voice, with a stubborn tone, replied categorically:

"Please rest assured, chief, I promise to complete the task!"

When Ping Yu felt that he had been lifted to the top of Lingbi Mountain, he suddenly had a feeling of "eternity".

Is this eternal feeling either from life, or from love, or from justice, or from a determination to fight to the death?

This situation and this scene is simply a regurgitation of the poetic lens lamenting "we don't understand the youth of love in the season of first love", but it tells the story of a middle-aged male who wants to say goodbye, remember and kill himself in the last moment of his life.

On the top of the vast Lingbei Mountain, on the seaside cliff on the coast of the South China Sea, you can see that the decadent man and a half-paralyzed injured woman feel a kind of soul walk with each other in the lonely and lonely air current.

This is a bleak picture of the flow of air, and what is even more bleak is the despair and sorrow of the inner feelings of the man and the woman, the love and affection, desire and desire, entanglement and dispute.

From a distance, I saw the weak and charming Mei Gui being carried over, and the beautiful memories of the past seemed more gentle and quiet......

The gentle breeze finally pulled Fang Sheng back to reality.

The past is no longer repeated, and the reality is still cold and desperate.

Even if they can still look at each other, what kind of feelings can they tell?

The bleak reality eats away at Mei Gui's sensitive and fragile heart, and only recalling those shining days in life will make her feel peaceful and warm.

Or maybe Fang Sheng is like this, in the impact of reality and the gentleness of memories, after the thunderbolt that occurred at the moment when the eyes and eyes looked at each other, they may really have experienced countless fragments of life emotions that intersect with sorrow and joy.

At the last moment of life, should they all say goodbye to each other one by one...... The mountains, the ocean, the caves, the lovers, and the beauty and sorrow of a short life.

In the continuous memories and farewells, they both discovered that the forms of life had turned into fragments and soared, and the end of the fragments was the ordinary days when they had each other's beautiful flowers.

Ping Yu suddenly remembered that some people used the dense fog to express the twilight of life, and used the vague and vague poetic and picturesque scene to express the thinking of the journey of life, and to express the impression of time, so that the real time and space and the past time and space were mixed and alternated, thus forming a dense fog of memory that is difficult to distinguish from each other, vividly interpreting the philosophical concept that "one moment" is "eternity" and one moment is eternal.

It's just that such a momentary moment really takes a hundred years of cultivation to have.

Ping Fu thought: Fang Sheng, have you ever had a journey to spend a hundred years of cultivation?

Mei Gui thought: Fang Sheng, let's practice together!

Fang Sheng thought: Mei Gui, we are the marriage of the previous life; Pingfu, we are an eternal couple in this world, and we wonder if we are each other's out-of-print nemesis?

When Ping Yu was carried over, and there was still more than ten meters away from Fang Sheng's boulder, he was ordered by Fang Sheng to stop.

Fang Sheng shouted hoarsely:

"If—you, you're still a mediocre, you don't want to come here. I'm going to detonate a grenade right now and watch my soot go out!

If you're mine, you're going to crawl over by yourself!

We can live and die together and then nirvana!

Even if we can't love each other and be husband and wife again in this life, then we will definitely be a pair of lovers who grow old together in the next life!

So...... You, if it is...... Mei Gui, just ...... Come here! ”

Ping Fu endured the severe pain, felt the tear at the knife on her waist, felt the pain in her heart, let the policemen and soldiers who carried her over turn over her body, lay down on the gravel floor, and then raised her arrogant head, and then gritted her teeth, feeling a kind of gnashing teeth, but full of weakness, and said:

"Fang Sheng, I'm here, I'm Mei Guihe......

It's you—again, who abandoned me on the ship......

Now, I'm chasing you again......

I promised you ...... Always be your plum rose!

Fang Sheng...... Do you remember...... You must not let me live alone in this world anymore,...... Wait...... Wait for me...... I'm coming to you!

I, Mei Gui is here—"

Like a crawling creeping animal, Pingfu slowly crawled down and lay down like tormented by the strength of his arm and tenacious perseverance,...... Climbing down and lying down again, ...... sweat rolled down like soybeans, and the body trembled like a chill, but his demeanor was as fixed as if he was looking at death...... Until you climb close to the boulder......

It is impossible for a person to stand up on his own......

She raised her right arm with all her might, and called out as if pleading:

Fang Sheng...... Fang Sheng, come on...... Come on...... Come help me...... Come on, pull me up, we must hug each other and leave this world together, okay?

Come and help me......

Don't you want me again? I'm Mei Gui!

…… I'm your plum...... Don't forget me, Fang Sheng, I'm your dearest Mei Guihe......"

I don't know why, at this moment, Mei Gui really remembered a drama story she had seen and heard about the hardships of Nanyang Chinese, the name seemed to be "Song of Rejuvenation".

…… The first time I listened to the song, I was with the teenager Tu Die, in the small conference room of my biological father's army, and I listened to the "Mei Niang Song" written by Tian Han and composed and sung by Nie Er.

is so desolate, so miserable, so melancholy, so affectionate, it makes the young girl Mei Zhuo and Fang Sheng mourn with tears and snot.

At this moment, Mei Gui blurted out:

"Brother...... Brother, don't forget me, I'm your dear Mei ...... Mother, you used to sit on the window of our house, chewing on that bright red betel ...... Hammer, I flicked ...... Guitar, with your slow voice...... Song...... Sing............ I...... Ready to use my tears to heal your wounds...... hurt, but, but you don't recognize me anymore...... up, you...... Poor Mei ...... Mother! ”

The grief-stricken Mei Gui sang the entire "Mei Niang Song" almost intermittently, and her weak body suddenly sank on the gravel and dirt beside the big stone, her face was pressed against the gravel and dirt, and her hands were limp beside her head......

Obviously, Mei Gui really has no strength, let alone energy......