In the quiet and dark night, the singing gradually faded away, and gradually, only the sound of shallow or heavy breathing was heard.

All of them seemed to meditate in silence, nostalgic for the window thousands of miles away that would always light up for themselves.

In that window, there were Yiren who couldn't sleep at night and wet their spring shirts, there were babies waiting to be fed, and there were gray-haired parents who didn't know where they were.

However, I also know that this silence is not only thinking about my family, but also about remembering my brothers who will remain on the battlefield forever and never have the chance to return home.

Those friends of life and death who have fought side by side with them cannot return with them, or even ......

Chapter 98 of "The Lonely Girl in the Troubled Times" The frost in the world is always facing each other is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,

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