It's too normal for one or two people to die in troubled times, but who that person is is too important.

Wei Shengqing took the white flower and walked to a small tomb under the leadership of an old man.

There is only a small wooden sign in front of the grave, and the handwriting is beautiful. It was written by Zhao Qiuyi.

"Perfected, you really have fulfilled all this."

The four of them just saw the hope of getting together, and Chengquan and Zhao Qiuyi had just decided to leave together······ Personnel are impermanent.

Just like Wei Shengqing and everyone else's thoughts, they never thought that the woman who didn't care about her own affairs, the woman who had no ambitions and just wanted to stay in a safe place and spend her life ordinarily, would have so much courage to give up her life and give up the happiness that was at her fingertips for someone she didn't like or even hated.

"Probably because······ Or, "the person you love loves him," she suddenly raised a rather mocking smile, "and you're starting to care about family and country affairs?" ”

"I'd rather you didn't know anything."

Wei Shengqing suddenly squatted down and covered her face, she bit her lip tightly.

Since she was a child, the guy who has been under the protection of other people, doing such a thing, in her own concept, can be regarded as a deviant, reads(); Sorry, I don't have a menstrual period.

On the eighth day after Chengquan blocked the gun for Zhang Congshan, Wei Shengqing rushed back.

She guarded Zhang Congshan, as the eagle eye in the air, and Mr. Mochi as the net on the ground, and the chairman of the committee agreed to the all-out war of resistance.

Wei Shengqing left the city the day before Zhang Congshan's departure, so he couldn't even see Chengquan for the last time.

Four playmates, and the others didn't have time to take one last look at her.

Mr. Inkwell was a chess player, and although it was much of a surprise, he only sighed for a moment.

Those two tickets are useless.

Zhao Qiuyi did not leave, she chose to stay in this chaotic country. Wei Shengqing didn't know if she was for Zhang Congshan or for fulfillment.

Zhang Congshan is just a chess piece in the hands of Mr. Mochi, and so is the chairman. Mr. Ink Pond and the Chairman of the Committee had reached an agreement a long time ago, but the Chairman would never have expected that Mr. Ink Pool would arrange such a drastic incident in a calm manner.

But in the end, the chairman of the committee still detained Zhang Congshan.

That Zhang Dashuai will never return to the battlefield, and all he has to buy with his life is to let Zhang Congshan use five days to complete his mission.

No one followed this great general anymore.

Only Zhao Qiuyi came to his side and accompanied him.

Wei Shengqing didn't know her mentality, and she couldn't guess anymore.

She was a participant in the Xi'an Incident, and during those turbulent days, she had been quietly waiting for her fate.

The chairman of the committee will not touch her, first of all, she is a rare pilot, and the most important thing is that the finances of the Sanmin government need the support of the Red family, and in the future war, the financial resources will rely on the Red family, and the air war will not be without Wei Shengqing.

"Where are you going now?" Arnold didn't know about the turmoil above the political situation, but he knew that Wei Shengqing's mind was not in the Northeast now.

"She didn't come." Wei Shengqing said, "Hongyan······ She could have come in time. ”

Arnold doesn't know why.

"If she can come over, she will definitely see off Ah Cheng."

Wei Shengqing's eyes were a little flustered.

The Red family, something happened.

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"If a ······ who hasn't seen each other for a long time You can be regarded as a dear friend, and suddenly there is news, her whereabouts and her death are reported together, what will you do? ”

Mo Sheng drank wine, drunk and hazy.

The wine didn't get her drunk, but she didn't want to be sober.

Hong Wei Chengmo, four people in one, who is missing, it is like missing a certain part of the body. When the family was in trouble, Mo Sheng had this heart-wrenching feeling, but the news of the consummation never came out, so Mo Shang still had a glimmer of hope.

Now, hope is dashed.

Shen Wu was at a loss.

She didn't know why she had recently lost her mind about the implementation of the government's economic policies, but instead ran to this Neon Street drunk fairy song two times in three days, because of the current situation, the helplessness of the current situation, she said to herself.

But seeing Mo Sheng in such pain, seeing her muttering about another person, she was so sad that she could hardly breathe.

"You, don't drink reads(); [Penetrating] strategy becomes a god. Shen Wushuang could only stop Mo Shang's drunken behavior.

"Ah Cheng and I grew up together, she is such a cowardly person, she needs me to support her in everything, and I need me to accompany her in everything······ She is greedy for life and afraid of death, and even if her family is destroyed, she doesn't have much desire for revenge······ Why, why would such a person die for a person who has no relatives and no cause? Mo Shang grabbed Shen Wushuang's clothes, "You say, why can't she go to the United States obediently?" ”

Shen Wushuang hugged Mo Sheng blankly, and the smell of wine and the woman's body fragrance swept over the tip of her nose.

She thought she was drunk too.

Mo Shang's eyes suddenly lit up, "Ha, how long will it take for me to die?" Will I die in this place? ”

"Don't say dead!" Shen Wushuang suddenly interrupted her, "You won't die, I won't let you die." ”

Mo Sheng looked at Shen Wushuang in a daze, and a tear fell without warning. Even when she wanted to get drunk, she had an indifferent smile, but at this time she was quiet like a painting. Shen Wushuang couldn't help but hug it tighter, as if he could keep the woman in his arms in this way.

"With you, I won't be willing to die." Mo Shang obediently leaned his head on Shen Wushuang's shoulder.

Shen Wushuang only felt that his heart was like a drum, and he felt that he should be red-faced.

There are people in this world who can keep a wisp of their soul.

Dongying ······ Mo Shang almost swallowed these two words and swallowed the blood.

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Hongyan's physical condition is very bad, which can be seen from her blue and black eyes and pale complexion.

"Little boss, take a break."

Hongyan didn't seem to hear the persuasion of others. Her eyes were hollow, and a white strip of cloth on her head was extremely dazzling, in fact, her filial piety clothes were already distressing.

In the past three days, from the high-level of the Sanmin government to the laborers in the factory, they have come to the mourning hall to toast a glass of wine.

Chengquan is dead, Dad is dead, Mom is dead.

This realization stayed in his mind, and Hongyan no longer thought about other things. If your family and friends are gone, what's the point of what you're doing now?

"The little boss can't go on like this, he hasn't drunk or eaten for two or three days, and he doesn't speak, so he just kneels there, not to mention the root of the disease, I'm afraid she will die here."

"There's no way, it's useless to persuade anyone."

"The little boss is also a dead man."

These words could not penetrate the ears of Hongyan.

When Wei Shengqing arrived at the mourning hall, it was already dusk, and the twilight was four, dyeing the mourning hall with a dim halo, and for a while, it was unreal in a trance.

Step by step seemed to be extremely stiff, Wei Shengqing walked straight to the spirit statue, originally a dusty servant, but at this time it was unusually quiet. There were only Hongyan who was still kneeling there, and Wei Shengqing, who was standing silently in front of the spirit statue.

Hongyan's eyes finally moved, and her eyes stopped at Wei Shengqing, but she saw Wei Shengqing bowing three times to the statue, she took out a white silk scarf, Hongyan remembered, it was given to her by Hongmu when Wei Shengqing lived in Hong's house a few nights.

It's just to wipe her hands casually, but Wei Shengqing has kept it.

The parents of the Hong family and the parents of the Wei family are almost the same for the two of them.

Walking to Hongyan's side, Wei Shengqing knelt down and watched the spirit of Hong's father and Hong's mother together with Hongyan(); Addicted to attacking his wife, the tsundere prince is not reserved.

The assassination of the Dongying people took away Chengquan and took away the red father again.

The Red Mother committed suicide by martyrdom, and for that gentle woman, everything she had was the Red Father.

Hongyan has grown up, and she has such expectations in her heart. Hongyan grows up and her parents leave, so it's okay, right?

But the more I grow up, the more I hope you can be around.

Hongyan suddenly hugged Wei Shengqing and broke down and cried.

The weeping was especially faint in the gentle sunlight.

Like a dream.

It's a pity that people have left, in the end, it's not a dream.

"I'm here."

Wei Shengqing's voice was hoarse, and the red beans in his chest were squeezed a little uncomfortable, obviously he was used to it, why did he still suffer because of it?

I have experienced so many partings of life and death, why do I still go crazy because of it?

Churning lovesickness and attachment will turn into hatred.

"Sooner or later, I want those Dongying people, kneel down and beg for mercy, I want to whip every inch of their skin, I want to gouge out their eyes, break their bones, I want them to know, what is called, life is better than death!"

The woman's resolute and poignant words made people feel cold, but Wei Shengqing seemed to be unconscious, but hugged her tighter.

"I'm here."

It's still these two words, these two words seem to have magical power, which makes Hongyan gradually quiet down.

As soon as his mind was relieved, Hongyan fainted in Wei Shengqing's arms, but Wei Shengqing's clothes were tightly pinched in his hand, looking extremely helpless.

Wei Shengqing hugged her horizontally.

"Doctor! ——”

Maybe it was the first and last time they saw Wei Shengqing, whose eyes were red and looked like crazy, and more of them were Wei Shengqing, who was in a panic.

Who can get used to parting?

Who can get used to losing?

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"Westwind Level 2, target locking, speed control, descent preparation. Airdrop preparation—"

The eagle-like eyes were cold, and the instructions that were surging in his mind were quickly implemented in his hands, and a series of operations were calmly and quickly.

Countless bombs exploded in the troops, and the stumps seemed to be clearly visible, and a group of people fell, blood soaking the land.

Before the anti-aircraft gun was commissioned, the fighter plane rose into the air in a dashing manner and was out of the striking range, while the other fighter rushed down after the anti-aircraft gun was exposed, and the artillery position was hit frantically.

"You deserve it."

Life passed, and hatred quietly gave birth to her eyes.

If you don't drive Dongying, you won't steal peace.

Two months after the Xi'an Incident. Northeast.

The two fighters began to interfere with the Dongying troops, frantically harvesting the lives of the Dongying soldiers.

They deserve it.