Life in the army is always monotonous and boring, and it has been said that 99% of life in the army is monotonous and boring, and only 1% is wonderful. Every day in addition to training, we eat and keep track of our behavior. Living according to the rules, not doing superfluous things, not having superfluous dreams, is like being brainwashed.

In this way, we gradually lost our original ideas, and only thought about when the whistle sounded every day, and the deputy company let us rest for a quarter of an hour. When to eat, what dishes are on the table. When is the squad leader tired and let's go to bed...... The pursuit of life has become as simple as three meals a day and two sleeps.

When we gradually forget that we exist and begin to think that we are part of the army. We had our first vacation as soldiers. The National Day holiday for the 70th anniversary of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. For the troops, this festival may be comparable to the Spring Festival. Jeon-even was happy because we were finally able to rest for a few days.

The food on the National Day is particularly good, seven meat, three vegetarian. Everyone is a satisfied smile, and in the army, being able to eat is perhaps everyone's greatest wish, let alone having so many good dishes.

The evening of the National Day is a party, and the class leaders have put down their usual posture and become approachable, even playing like a group of children. It's like a child who is gaining favor at home. Some of these squad leaders have not returned home for more than three years, and for them, the unit has become another home for them, and these comrades-in-arms are their family. They don't have time to play, just like children, even casual play will make them spread their faces and laugh happily.

The squad leader was also surprisingly kind to us, and let us go straight to bed after washing. He even showed us a photo of his son, the squad leader's child is now more than a year old, and when he was born, the squad leader went back once, but he never went back for more than a year.

Every night, the head of the class will make a phone call to the family, first say a few words to his wife, and then talk to the child, the child's mouth is not very clear, but the sentence "Dad" is also very sweet, you can imagine the child's innocent and cute expression when he calls Dad. At this time, the lights were already out, so I couldn't see the expression of the squad leader. But anyone can think of guilt and pain, maybe there are tears in their eyes.

It is said that a soldier is a steel body and a steel will, but this is not the case. Soldiers are also human beings, and the reason why they did not shed tears was because they held back. They can't cry, and if they all cry, then how can the people hold on?

And for those who are soldiers, family is undoubtedly a weakness. No matter how strong they are in front of others, but for their families, they are so fragile that they will bend down to hold their children, and they will sell cuteness in order to make their wives happy. They have a lot of grievances in their hearts, but they can't cry. Because they are the men of the family. They are responsible for this family.

This night, everyone in the class thought a lot. I thought of the squad leader's usual strictness to us, and also his care for us. Thinking of the black pot that the squad leader carried for us every time we made a mistake. Maybe we are all too young to know the blessings in the midst of blessings.

Everyone goes to sleep with their own thoughts, and they may dream of someone they like or their own family members. In short, it must be a sweet dream, a sweet dream that can only be a dream.

While everyone was dreaming hopefully, there was one person who couldn't sleep.

In the corridor, Linglongbei (the name was said by my comrades, I just wrote a name with a similar pronunciation, because I didn't want to call him by his name, partly out of respect for him, and partly because I didn't think I was qualified to call him by his name at all) stood by the window, the night sea breeze blowing against him wantonly, his expression was calm, and his eyes were very indifferent. It was as if the tyrannical sea breeze was massaging him.

He quietly looked at the lights in the chemical plant, and to be honest, if it weren't for such an environment, it would have been a beautiful place. His pupils could tell that he was thinking about something, but he was just thinking about it, because he couldn't do anything more.

He closed his eyes, took a shallow breath from the wing of his nose, and exhaled again. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, leaking a shallow smile, his face was full of comfort, and the next second, he stood on the windowsill, his body relaxed, opened his eyes and glanced at the world casually, and then closed it again, leaning forward slightly, and finally collapsed.

In the second before he landed, many images crossed his mind, and of course, I didn't know what he was thinking. It can be happy or it can be sad. But no matter what kind of memories they were, they no longer belonged to him after a second.

With a loud bang, his time, life, and memories were frozen in this second. Time had stopped forever for him. His expression was still so calm, as if he was just sleeping quietly, like us sleeping quietly. This night we lay down like him, dreaming different things......

The next day, the news spread throughout the company. Linglong shellfish is a row of six shifts. And there are two in Peng Yu's class, which were originally in class six. They were also shocked by the news.

"When I went for a physical examination before, he still talked and laughed with us...... "The fat man said in a hurry. The fat man was also in class 6 before.

"You didn't find out? He sat alone at last night's party, not at all happy, just clapping. I didn't think much of it at the time, I thought ......"

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Everyone made their own statements, but no one really understood Linglongbei's thoughts, maybe he didn't understand why he did it, he just felt that he might be right to do it.

After that, two colonels came to the company. We had a conversation. The content is nothing more than about the death of Linglong Bei. The seriousness of the incident can be seen from their ranks. Before, Peng Yu didn't think that speeches could bring anything to people. However, the colonel's speech made him, a man who had not shed a tear for many years, endure the tears bitterly, for fear that it would flow down accidentally.

The colonel's words were not sensational or emotional. He just spoke like this, in very ordinary words, without the slightest embellishment. The tone is also very calm.

But such a speech made the whole company cry, and Peng Yu didn't know why he wanted to cry. I have no intersection with Linglongbei at all, how can I shed tears for him? This is something that Peng Yu cannot understand. Maybe it's because of the chief's sentence:

"I'm about the same age as your parents, and to me, you're like my ignorant child......"

But Peng Yu finally held back the tears he wanted to shed, he tried not to listen to what the chief said, but the tears still wanted to pour out again and again. Maybe it's because we're all too naïve and our hearts aren't cold enough, when we see all the death and see through this society. Will we still shed tears like we do today?

The National Day became different because of Linglongbei's death. The squad leader also relaxed his discipline on us, perhaps because he was afraid that we would be psychologically burdened. There was another accident. Maybe it's because we're finally starting to like the class president.

The next few days were still resting, and we slowly forgot about it. Because the living are always forgetful, so much so that one day they forget themselves and go on another path.