"Come on, brother, cheers, it's the water together, it's the fire together......"

The warehouse became more and more quiet under the echo of the song, and the only breathing sound seemed to be faint, but there was an invisible echo in the song, which was emotion.

Shao Yi'an's closed eyes trembled slightly, and his fists became tighter and tighter at some point, as if Shao Yi'an saw a scene that made him difficult to control in the darkness brought by closing his eyes, and it was difficult to control himself.

"Depend on each other, and the days of triumph are not drunk and do not return......"

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……

As time passed, the infinitely beautiful sunset in the western sky was gradually replaced by a dim sky, a looming star, and, of course, a bright one.

The night has just fallen, the night is not deep, but the warehouse has been out of sight, the artificial lights have not been turned on, and the wooden planks and iron sheets have not been sealed in the gaps, because the night is not deep and the moon is not bright enough, and there is no light for the time being.

Darkness has taken over the warehouse for a long time. Because of the long wait, the fluorescent protective color screen of the laptop is off duty, and at the moment the computer screen is dark, the same darkness as everything around it.

In the depths of the dark screen, the computer's processor continues to run, reading audio data and projecting it through the stereo, and "Forever Brothers", which can be cached and downloaded for free with military ID, has been ringing many times and is still going on.

The melody of "Forever Brothers", like darkness, occupies this small warehouse. When night falls, there are people everywhere in the bright lights, and there are stories in the darkness of the small warehouse.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, what is said is more mysterious, those who should understand can understand, and those who are not lucky enough just listen.

The song is repeated tirelessly over and over again with abstract meanings and poignant melodies, and as a new song, such treatment is not unusual, and many rooms have such melodies at the moment.

It's just that some people only listen to songs, and some people listen to the past.

In the warehouse, in the dark, looking at the chair by the light occasionally peeking out of the speaker, there were two lines of tears slowly flowing on Shao Yi'an's face, which was covered by life. Yesterday's day can't be stayed, today's day is full of worries, it turns out that my past has always occupied my today. Shao Yi'an understood.

It's not the song that you understand, you don't need to understand the song, just listen to it with your heart. Shao Yian listens to songs, thinks about the past, and understands today.

Sitting quietly, continuing to sit quietly in the dark, Shao Yian didn't move, even though he already understood, but he still continued to sit, he was thinking about things.

Time continued to pass slowly and firmly in Shao Yi'an's silence, the night gradually deepened in time, the sky in the distance became deeper and deeper, and the starry sky became more and more bright.

"Whew~!" Taking a light breath, as if making an extremely important decision, Shao Yi'an stood up and wiped the tears from his face, walked to the side of the wall and turned on the light.

Zi~Zi~ After a few sounds of electric current, the lights were bright, and the warehouse was like daylight at the moment.

After turning on the light, Shao Yi'an walked to the cabinet at the other end of the table and took out a bucket of instant noodles and some other food. When you eat, you can fill your stomach, and sometimes you really don't care about what you eat, such as at this time, such as at that time.

The food prepared at home, except for the pot and stove, is all fast food. From opening the bag of instant noodles to throwing away the garbage after dinner, in ten minutes, Shao Yi'an solved the battle.

After washing his face with water and sobering himself up, Shao Yian sat down in front of the computer.

"Where to start?" Shao Yian asked to himself.

After asking himself a question, Shao Yi'an fell into a strange state again, different from the jumping scene when he first heard the song, at this moment, the scenes that flashed in front of his eyes seemed to be a kind of rapid playback of the nature. With the cold and long tune of "Forever Brothers" in my ears, some of the once deliberately suppressed and forgotten melody came like a bullet hitting the heart, and the blood roared out with life.

When life comes, everything seems to slow down, as if to give people enough time to celebrate, rejoice, and the advent of life needs to be grand. When life leaves, there will be no time to record that moment, and sadness will not be able to catch up.

Let yourself have the past and recall the past, just like the coming and passing life, step by step, but the memories are like watching the lights, for decades. It turns out that most of the time we are repeating.

"Start here."

The past is like the wind without a trace, but where the wind blows, there will be traces, and the flickering picture in Shao Yi'an's mind is frozen in the scene of the past, and it is good to start from here.

If you have an idea in your heart, you have to act. Naturally, Shao Yi'an opened the document, put his hand on the keyboard and began to type, he wanted to tell his story. From the excitement when we met last year and the moment when I wanted to remember but didn't want to.

Where to start?

At the end of XXXX, I ended a wandering career and had just settled down in a city. At that time, I changed several girlfriends one after another, and there was no sense of stability in life, the so-called stability was just a simple rent of a one-bedroom apartment of less than 40 square meters, a ...... in the west of the city]

As Shao Yi'an typed, lines of subtitles appeared in the center of the blank document on the computer.

There is a story in my heart, a story that I have hidden and avoided for a long time, and I decide to tell it and spit it out as soon as possible, it will naturally take a long, long time. It's just that although this is also a story, but after all, it is not as fast as it is said, not only not, but also very slow, turning one's life into words on paper requires not only physical strength, but also mental strength, and every word is a feeling.

It's not as easy to talk about your own affairs as it is for others to come.

Listening to the songs in his ears and slowly pouring out, accompanied by the night and moonlight, Shao Yi'an beat from today to tomorrow, and from today to tomorrow, it is only more than three hours.

Making a small section of the dense text in front of him, Shao Yian raised his hands from the keyboard, rubbed his face and looked at the time, put his hand on the mouse, and he was going to find a website to send out.

Chuangdian, horizontal, longitudinal, on the page of Wancha website navigation, Shao Yi'an looked at the links of the three literary websites in these six words, and he was a little uncertain to pay attention.

I've never eaten pork, I've always seen pigs run. Although he is not a hardcore in the online literature industry, Shao Yian still knows about these three websites.

Because he understood, he was a little hesitant. Originally, the three websites were basically the same for him, but now they are different, Chuangdian Literature has a full moon Zijin City, whether to use his real story to fight with the illusory story of the first person in the online literature industry today, Shao Yian really can't make up his mind.

Avoid its edge and pick one of the other two, this Shao Yian really doesn't want to choose, although he has been hiding from life for so many years, he still hasn't faded in his heart to be the best in things, but this time it's not in the army, literature has really not been touched, this battlefield is not familiar!

"Even if you lose in the end, you have also fought, you can die or lose on the battlefield, but there are no deserters." After hesitating for a while, Shao Yi'an made his own choice, he had never seen the battlefield before going to the battlefield, and it was up to him to win or lose if he reopened up.

Smack, smack......

Shao Yi'an moved the mouse to click on Chuangdian and started a series of application operations.

Under the step-by-step guidance of the website, Shao Yi'an applied for his own account, and an author with the pen name 'Former Soldier' officially appeared in the online literature industry with Chuangdian, as for how long it will go, it will be a matter for the future.

Open his personal center, Shao Yi'an moved the mouse to the new work, clicked on it, and according to the guide, Shao Yi'an selected the category and came to the column of the title of the work.

Looking at the flashing mouse in the blank bar, Shao Yian did not hesitate, his hands tapped on the keyboard, and a question that had already been thought of jumped into the space.

"The last bullet is left for me."

The space overlapped at this moment, and history was repeating itself countless times every day, and this time it was just a reenactment in a different time and space, and it was not a big deal.

To establish a good work, Shao Yi'an selected the first few parts of the text he typed out today and pasted it into it and uploaded it.

After refreshing it and seeing that the progress below became under review, Shao Yian exhaled lightly, exited the website, closed the computer, turned off the lights after washing, and rested.

"The cold wind flutters and the leaves fall, and we do not get drunk and do not return to the time of triumph. Our story deserves to be known. ”

On September 11th, at about half past one in the morning, a book that will make countless people yearn for and sigh about the life of military special forces was officially uploaded on the Internet.

A god-level author with only one book also started the journey of one book in his life.

……

……

There were not five hours between half past one in the morning and six in the morning, and the time within five hours was quite fast, and the early hours of the morning came very quickly.

"Today's task for us this morning, in addition to standing in a military posture for the first hour, is to pull the line and kick the legs, and practice the decomposition action, so you have to be prepared, and you decide to be mentally prepared, but physically, I hope you can eat more breakfast for a while, and I can tell you very clearly that decomposition is more difficult than the whole at any time."

On the training ground, Lin Feng's team, the instructor of the team, Zhao Shu, told his soldiers with a smile that they were going to face this morning.

However, although his words sound good for the pride, it also seems to be creating psychological pressure from another aspect.

Told you you'd die at three o'clock this afternoon, do you still have the heart to concentrate on the rest?

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