Night, winter night, comes early and quietly, under the night, the smoke rises, and the fragrance of cooking rice fills the sky over Shuangliu Village!

On the bank of the Liushui River, Liu Yizhang and Wang Hui walk side by side, on the empty river beach, the withered yellow thatch shakes violently in the cold wind, and from time to time there is fine sand rising in the face, then Wang Hui will bury his head in the arms of Yizhang, at this time the Liushui River is frozen solid, in the night, like a jade belt tied around the waist of Shuangliu Village, this Liushui River is the mother river of Huang County, she nourishes dozens of villages on both sides, Yizhang has a special feeling for this river, when he was three or four years old, one summer the Liushui River rose sharply, Xiao Yizhang followed Liu Lao Niang to the opposite bank of the river to go to the village of Hekou to go to relatives, crossed the river and sat on a raft, Xiao Yizhang looked at the turbulent river under his feet, frightened him tightly hugged Liu Lao Niang's thigh and yelled, Liu Lao Niang bent down and took Xiao Yizhang gently into his arms and smiled to comfort him, let Xiao Yizhang close his eyes, from that moment on, his mother was like a bodhisattva in Liu Yizhang's heart, kind and omnipotent, Liu Yizhang was a little older, he completely conquered the Liushui River, and he could swim several times in one breath, But the experience of making a raft in his childhood was deeply imprinted in Liu Yizhang's mind, he swore in his heart that he was cared for and loved by his mother in every way when he was young, and he must respect and protect his mother in every way when he grows up, so as not to let his mother suffer a little grievance, thinking that he will leave his mother tomorrow to go to the Korean battlefield, his heart is as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, as a hot-blooded man to protect his family and defend the country, Liu Yizhang has followed his uncle Liu Chengzu and his father Liu Daddy for many years to deepen Chinese studies, While concentrating on studying the landscapes and landscapes of various parts of Shandong through the map, and at the same time, since the age of five, he has been learning Chaquan with Master Chang Zhenchun, who opened a martial arts hall in Liushui Township, in order to one day be able to 'learn literary and martial arts. Goods and the emperor's family', Liu Yizhang's only rest assured is his mother Liu Lao Niang, worried that after he joined the army, Liu Lao Niang will miss himself day and night and can't let go, which is also the reason why he was in a trance all day long, it can be said that the mother of a thousand miles is worried, but Liu Yizhang still resolutely chose to defend the motherland, the great mother, only when the ancestors are safe, their mothers can live a good life!

Night, winter night, deep and mysterious! Yue'er, inadvertently climbed to the top of Niu Mountain, Shuangliu Village is bathed in milky white moonlight, yellow earthen walls, low gatehouses, straight and wide streets and winding and narrow alleys, and a group of dogs foraging everywhere!

Wang Hui has often gone to the Liu family compound to play with her cousin Yizhang and cousin Wei Ji since she can remember, she played with her family in her childhood, played mud balls, caught monkeys, and when she grew up, she followed the adults to work in the fields, went to the beach to pick up pine balls, went to the woods to pick up firewood, and went to the hillside to cut pigweed.

I don't know when they never guessed that they were as close as they were when they were children, until a year ago, Liu Yizhang gave Wang Hui a small poem, Wang Hui was illiterate, so he asked Wei Ji to read it to her,

"The moon is full, the moon is missing, the moon has climbed the south slope, the sister is happy, the sister is worried, the sister has walked into my heart, the day is also thinking, the night is also thinking, when to hold hands and shadow into a pair, when the sycamore falls into a phoenix." Since then, Yi Zhang and Wang Hui have secretly gotten along, occasionally holding hands and kissing people in places where no one is around.

Thinking of the past, Wang Hui's face was flushed, her breathing was a little short, her heartbeat was strong, and she was even more restrained and even uneasy at this time...... There is little snow this winter, the weather is dry and cold, everything wants to hide itself, hide in a warm world, long night, where to find warmth?

Yizhang and Wang Hui have been walking along the river for more than half an hour, and they haven't said a word, but they have a thousand words in their hearts, so they don't know where to start!

Liu Yizhang will leave Shuangliu Village tomorrow, to participate in the training of recruits in the Jinan Military Region, years ago with the third batch of volunteers to go abroad to participate in the war, thinking of these, Liu Yizhang stopped, sideways look at Wang Hui, Wang Hui also stopped and stood beside Yizhang, bowing his head and rubbing the lower corner of the placket, Wang Hui is already sixteen years old, looks like a hibiscus out of the water, slim and elegant, a black hair coiled into a big bun, pinned to a willow hairpin, the hairpin is engraved with 'Yi • The word 'Hui', is made of willow branches folded by Liu Yizhang from the ancient willow, the style is thick, clumsy, long, Wang Hui's neck is wrapped around a red scarf, the green placket is knee-length, the cheeks are pink, maybe it is because of walking, maybe it is the excitement of parting, Wang Hui panted rapidly, the shallow neck was white, the plump chest rose and fell violently, looking at it, Yizhang's face suddenly turned red, feeling hot, like drinking a bowl of strong wine and burning in the body, but he couldn't say a word of love, he took off his cotton jacket and put it on Wang Hui,

"Brother Yi, I, I, I'm not cold, I'm hot." Wang Hui said that she was not cold, but she did not refuse, and the urge to be hugged by Yizhang was surging in her heart!

When Yizhang put on a padded jacket for her, the two were very close to each other, and the strong masculinity on Yizhang's body made Wang Hui feel dizzy, and she couldn't help but feel her heart pounding like a deer hitting her heart, and her head was naturally buried in Yizhang's chest!

Liu Yizhang took the opportunity to hug Wang Hui's shoulder, and the faint body fragrance soaked into his heart and spleen.

"Knock knock", the heartbeat is as fast as the sound of the gong during the New Year's singing, like, like, really like, the two have secretly been getting along for more than a year, in Liu Yizhang's eyes, Wang Hui is like the seven fairies in the mythical story, spotless!

One drop, two drops, three drops...... Wang Hui's cheeks fell with hot tears, she quickly raised her head, only to see Yizhang's tears like summer rain flowing down from the eaves, constantly falling on her face, it was so warm and persistent,

"Brother Yi! I like you! Love you forever! Wang Hui's voice was choked, tears burst out of her eyes without obeying, she hugged Yizhang's waist tightly with both hands, and cried loudly!

Parting, parting with affection since ancient times, especially this parting, Liu Yizhang doesn't know if he can come back alive, tonight's farewell may be to leave permanently!

He put his arms around Wang Hui, and the tighter and tighter he hugged her, as if he wanted to take her away with his body.

"Girl! I want to hurt you, I will love you for the rest of my life! Liu Yizhang said that one hand rubbed on Wang Hui's body, Wang Hui catered to Yizhang, and said,

"Brother Yi, I want you to come back alive and marry me!" The two hugged and couldn't help kissing together, the night gradually thickened, the finches had returned to their nests, the four fields were quiet, only two young bodies were entangled with each other on the beach, tightly, eagerly, and passionately squeezing, Liu Yizhang instinctively had a strong vein, and his whole body was hot, he picked up Wang Hui's face, gnawed on it indiscriminately, ate the tears on her face, kissed her lips, eyes, nose, and didn't let go of them one by one, Wang Hui was already soft, crispy, and had no strength all over her body, only felt Yizhang's thick lips, Bombarded in his face, his chest jumped, jumped, jumped, his legs were as soft and weak as muscle and bones, enjoying the pleasure brought by being squeezed and caressed by Yizhang, the night, shame closed his eyes......