37 years of peace

On the terrace, he took out the unfinished Macallan from last night, and sat down with two glasses as usual.

Requisitioned the Bluetooth speaker in the living room, Jiang Yi pulled out his song list, turned the volume up to just right, and opened the door of the terrace to let the low background sound flow out.

Zhao Zheng silently looked at the peaceful and peaceful city, and drank wine without taking a sip. Jiang listened to the music, sometimes humming a few words, sometimes looking at his side face.

She couldn't comfort him in his sadness. She thinks she is a person who suffers a lot, so she understands that there is some pain that she can't empathize with, and she shouldn't pride herself on understanding the other party, you understand this kind of suffering. The only thing she could do was to be silent.

At this moment, she realized that the soldier Zhao Zheng was in the past was a soldier stepping on the lifeline.

"Leave the pain to us and set her free."

"Know the inevitability of loss and the avoidability of death."

"Allow yourself to be sad and negative. Then, standing, walking, alive. ”

She suddenly understood why he was able to say the words he had comforted her, how he knew how to make the choice to give up his life. She began to guess how depressed he was when he said it, and what unimaginable life and death scenes he had encountered in the past.

"TheEndOfTheWorld" began to play on the stereo, a song of age, a unique slightly impurity music, and the ethereal voice of Skeeter Davis......

“Whydoesthesungoonshining

Whydoesthesearushtoshore

Don-ttheyknowit-stheendoftheworld

Causeyoudon-tlovemeanymore”

Jiang Yi sometimes plays this song on a loop, one is for the melody, and the other is that the lyrics are really apt.

When a person is desperate, and sees the sun rising as usual and the birds singing as usual, he can't help but think, the end of my world is coming, and you don't know it?

But people are just a grain of sand and a leaf, Jiang Yi always reminded herself of this, which helped her cross a lot of hurdles.

As soon as Jiang poured the wine, McAllan saw the bottom, and she dripped the fortune wine into Zhao Zheng's cup.

Zhao Zheng noticed her movements, and his expression was slightly loose.

Jiang drank the wine in the cup again and got up and asked the first thing he said after arriving at his house tonight. "I'm going to get the wine, which bottle will move?"

"Whatever you want."

Hearing this, she went sideways through the crack in the sliding door, and Zhao Zheng looked at her before retracting her gaze.

Jiang Yi looked up and down his wine cabinet carefully, he really hid a lot of good wine. With an idea in mind, Jiang Yi first went to the kitchen to rummage through lemons and fine salt, and when they were ready, she reflexively went to pick out a bottle of ordinary agave from the wine cabinet.

Zhao Zheng waited on the terrace for seven or eight minutes before Jiang Yi returned. In one hand he dragged a small disc with a few cloves of lemon and a small plate of fine salt, and in the other he held two small wine glasses, and the agave was caught in his arms.

She laid things out in the same way, pushing each other's empty whiskey glasses aside. opened the tequila bottle, filled it, then pinched a pinch of salt and sprinkled it on his tiger's mouth, and shook his eyes at Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng also stretched out his hand and let her sprinkle the salt on his tiger's mouth.

She looked into his eyes and smiled.

So the two did almost the same thing. Hold a small glass of pure tequila in your thumb and forefinger and use your ring and middle fingers to hold a slice of lemon. Quickly lick the salt from the tiger's mouth, then drink the wine down, and then take a bite of the lemon slices, and you're done.

Without saying a word, I did three shots in a row.

Putting down the wine glass, Jiang Yi wanted to pour the fourth round, but was stopped by Zhao Zheng. He said, "I can't take care of you today." ”

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows: "I drank half a bottle of whiskey just now." Anyway, I'm taking care of you today. ”

Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes." Then I'll leave it at that. ”

Jiang Yilian pulled the elder: "Don't! How nice it would be to give me a chance to take care of you. Isn't it just to take care of each other when two people are together? ”

Zhao Zheng smiled, took the wine bottle and poured himself another glass: "Then I'll have another drink." After he finished speaking, he didn't eat salt or lemon, and just took a sip.

"Alright. How are you going to take care of me now? His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked a little drunk.

Jiang Yi approached him, looked at it carefully, and finally came to a conclusion: "I judge that you still have good civil capacity, and you don't need me to bother." ”

"Do you have the ability, how do you know if you don't try?" His tone was cold as usual, but it couldn't have been more evil.

Jiang Yi probably guessed his way, and since he was willing to turn his grief and anger into something else, she would naturally accompany him.

Sometimes we can't do anything, so we get drunk and dream to death.

She got up, went over and sat down on his lap, one hand hooking his neck. His dark, bright eyes fixed on her face, and she pulled her long hair back, her gaze falling to his lips, and then lowered her eyebrows.

She delicately sketched his lips, licking, nibbling, picking little by little. Tease, hands roaming over his body and lighting a fire. His body was hard under her softness, and his hands held her up strongly, allowing her legs to wrap around his narrow waist, and he carried her into the living room.

The sliding door slammed shut behind her, the dim light, the cold glass on her back. His kisses were frenzied to the point of being brutal, and the alcohol burned on them. Affection and desire. Hope was entangled, and his kisses lingered, deep and shallow on her snow-white skin.

He lowered her, her feet touching the ground, and he lifted one leg up again, resting on his arm, and tiptoe on the other. Jiang's eyes were extremely dark, her mouth was dry, she swallowed her saliva, and her arms were firmly wrapped around him.

"Zhao Zheng." Her voice was like an invitation, soft and charming.

He looked at her, for a second, two seconds, three seconds, and just when she couldn't hold it anymore, he filled it up in an instant.

Jiang Yi raised her head, and at this moment she forgot to breathe. The extremely unstable posture is the most stable combination.

Zhao Zheng was stronger than last night, Jiang Yi couldn't hear the music playing at all, only the sound of his heavy breathing and the sound of his throat overflowing. Her mind was shattered, and she could only climb to him, like the only support. She whispered his name over and over again, tossing and turning, emotional, and bone-chilling.

……

Coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Yi changed into a silk bathrobe, which was the right size. The music had stopped, and she walked to the living room, where she saw the back of the man leaning against the railing through the glass, and he had also washed up and changed into his home clothes.

Jiang Yi stared at him from this end of the glass, the tide of love receded, and loneliness and helplessness caught up with them again. She didn't know if to push the door open.

After a few minutes of thinking like this, Zhao Zheng turned around to extinguish the smoke and found Jiang Yi looking at him with a pestle in the house. He pressed off the cigarette butt and opened the sliding door to enter the house.

"Why are you standing stupidly?" He asked, fingers running over her cheek.

She pursed her lips and replied, "I can't think of anything to say to you." ”

"You don't need to say it." His lips touched the corners of her eyebrows and eyes instead of his hand, "It's good that you're here." ”

"Want to sleep?" She asked.

"Okay." He replied.

In the double bed, Jiang turned off the bedside lamp on one side, and Zhao Zheng hugged her from behind.

"All the time I spent in what I call my youth was in the army." His deep voice sounded in the darkness, and she put her hand on the back of his, listening in silence.

"At first, I was very competitive, so I wanted to be a soldier, and I wanted to prove to others that all the training rules were carried down by temperament. Later, when I really entered the elite army, I realized how ridiculous the initial idea was. Tasks and honors are not to prove anything, and the hardship of training is to save the lives of others and oneself at a critical time. ”

"When we die, our family can only receive a notice, and we don't know why, where, and sometimes there is not even a single corpse. The family said it was too bitter. But when you save someone, you see your comrades die for a mission, you see a life fall next to you, all these things make you not think about it at all. ”

"I have too much to do." His hand on her waist tightened involuntarily.

She turned to face him, her hand rubbing his earlobe around his neck.

"You asked me how it was possible to be alone for so long. Four years ago, I was still a person standing on the line of life and death, always in a state of war readiness, and my family did not see each other a few times a year. ”

"And Jiang Yi, I have saved people's lives, I have also given up people's lives, and even, I took people's lives with my own hands." His tone suddenly became cold, "You are in an era of peace, can you understand a person like me?" ”

Jiang Yi rubbed his hand against his skin and paused, and he threw out something that Jiang Yi had never considered, and he had blood on his hands.

Her silence faded the warmth in the air, and Zhao Zheng withdrew the hand that was placed on her waist, but Jiang Yi grabbed his arm.

"But my years of peace were defended by people like you, didn't they?" She said, "I'm ignorant and enjoying your results, so who are I to judge?" ”

"Although when I first wanted to talk to you, I didn't think it was too complicated." Jiang Yi said with some self-deprecation, "Seriously, it wasn't until the moment you spoke just now that I confirmed that I really won the lottery when I met you." ”

"I've always felt that God has a grudge against me, or as the old saying goes, the heavens will descend on me, so I tortured me in all kinds of ways. Perhaps, I think, it was God who sent you down to me, and it was the first twenty-five years that tortured me like this......"

"Wait." Zhao Zhengben was quite moved when he heard this, but suddenly grasped another important point, "You are twenty-five this year?" ”

"Twenty-six. What's wrong? ”

"I'm seven years older than you?"

"Listening to your tone, do you think I look more than twenty-six years old?"

“……”

"And how much do you think of me? Twenty-eight? Twenty-nine? Could it be thirty?! Jiang Yi almost sat up when he said the last number, but was held down by Zhao Zheng.

"No, no."

"Nothing?! Say, how old do you think I am? ”

"Twenty ...... Seven or eight. The main thing is that you wear makeup and dress up more maturely. When you didn't wear makeup recently, I thought you were a little younger, and I was suspicious for a while. ”

Jiang Yi snorted coldly.

“…… It's me who is wrong. ”

Jiang Yi was speechless when he heard this, and Zhao Zheng was a little panicked. A woman's age is taboo, and he is in a hurry. After all, he didn't expect to be seven years behind......

"I'm younger than you, aren't you satisfied?" Jiang Yi asked again with a clenched throat.

"No, no, no. I just suddenly have the feeling that my old cow is eating tender grass......"

Zhao Zheng's words made Jiang break his work in an instant, and she smiled: "Old Niu, haha." I won't tease you. Because of my work, I am afraid that I will be too young and customers will not take me seriously, so I am more old-fashioned in dress. I know I look older than I am. ”

"So you're kidding me?" Zhao Zheng's voice cooled down.

Jiang Yi raised his leg to wrap around him, and his voice was so soft that he couldn't do it: "I like you, you know, right?" ”

"......" Zhao Zheng sighed silently in his heart, with her stirring up, he really couldn't be gloomy to the end......