In the dark night, Zhang Junbao woke up from his dream alone.

In the morning, when Lao Geng and the others left, the sound of drums, gongs, and trumpets ......, the sound was very noisy, and the air was filled with the smell of separation.

The veterans stood at the door of the company and ate a bite of warm dumplings, and then boarded the bus with tears in their eyes.

Zhang Junbao didn't know how he watched those familiar people leave one by one, and he was in a daze for the whole day.

Sent away the veterans, and as a member of the security, he also had to clean up the garbage in the dormitory.

The "jingling" beer bottles and liquor bottles were taken back into the boxes, and Zhang Junbao inexplicably asked the company's correspondent to find the tattered phone near the camp.

He doesn't know why? Maybe it's because of Little Pony?

Lao Geng, Brother Xiaoma, Da Fei and Da Bing are all gone, Brother Qiang is guarding their home on the grassland alone with Xiaobai, can the current thirteenth class still be called the thirteenth class?

Zhang Junbao, who woke up from his sleep, turned his head to look at his comrades-in-arms who were sleeping soundly around him, with a wry smile on his face.

He also hoped to be able to stay in the company carefree, but for some reason, his heart always felt heavy, and he couldn't let go of many things.

Quietly getting out of bed, he put on his coat and walked to the toilet, there was no one here, the window was still open, and the cold northwest wind blew in, making people sober up at once.

Will Class Thirteen be disbanded?

The question lingered in his mind.

Sighing helplessly, he leaned against the window and quietly started to be stunned, I don't know how many times he was in a daze.

In the past, when he was in the grassland, he was often in a daze, but that was because of loneliness.

Now he is in a daze because he misses.

The dark night outside the window is not as cold as on the grassland, and there is no howl of Xiaobai, let alone the smell of sheep's flesh.

The street lamps in the camp still emitted a dim glow, and the sentries on duty at night dutifully walked back and forth at their posts.

This is the barracks.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, Zhang Junbao was stunned for a moment, then sighed, pretended to finish going to the toilet, and quietly walked outside.

As he passed through the hallway, he didn't see any figures.

With a wry smile, he knew that his nerves were a little too tense.

When I went back to bed again, the quilt had become a little cold, and although the heating in the room was sufficient, my heart would not be warm for a while.

After falling asleep again, when Zhang Junbao woke up again, he felt that his whole person was top-heavy and dizzy, and his upper and lower eyelids seemed to be constantly fighting, and he couldn't open them.

"Hey, you kid finally woke up."

Listening to the voice of Brother Jun, Zhang Junbao didn't know what was going on, and wanted to reach out to touch someone, but Brother Jun held down his arm.

"Don't move, your kid has a high fever, now the infusion."

Hearing Brother Jun's words, Zhang Junbao nodded as if he didn't understand, and fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept this time, but when he woke up again, he saw that the sky outside the window was still dark.

There was something warm on his stomach, and he reached out to touch it, only to remember that it seemed to be an infusion, and his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

When I opened my eyes, I looked at my two hands, and there was a hemostatic patch on my right hand, which seemed to have been withdrawn.

took out a hot electric heater from the quilt, and he knew that Brother Jun didn't lie to him.

It was dark in the dormitory, and he staggered out of bed and struggled to sit up, then walked to the door and turned on the lights in the room.

The comrades-in-arms were not in the house, and such a picture made him stunned for a moment, and he couldn't figure out where he had gone.

There was a "gurgling" sound in his stomach, and he wanted to drink water to press it, only to find two lunch boxes on the table.

When I opened the lunch box, there were noodles in one of the lunch boxes, which were already frozen, and there were two eggs on them, which was the company's standard sick meal.

In the second lunch box, there was a bowl of braised pork, as well as a bowl of vegetables and rice, and the hot water in the water dispenser had already been boiled, and it seemed that someone had prepared it for him.

Zhang Junbao sat down with a smile, and he was not polite, and he ate "snoring", and did not forget to make a cup of hot water and sweat.

There was a sound of brisk footsteps in the hallway, and he suddenly stopped, then turned his head to look at the door, just in time to meet the gaze of the military brother.

"Squad leader!"

"Junbao, are you awake?"

Brother Jun walked up to him with a happy face, and the first thing he did was to reach out and touch his head.

"The fever has subsided, and it looks pretty good."

"Thank you, squad leader."

"You're welcome, you eat first, don't be hungry."

Brother Jun sat next to him with a smile, and didn't forget to fill his quilt with water.

Zhang Junbao asked while eating, "Squad leader, where have the others gone?" ”

"Today, the company re-divided the squad and platoon personnel, I can't worry about you, so I'll come back and take a look first."

"Divide the squad and platoon?" Zhang Junbao was a little nervous, he didn't know where he would be assigned.

Now Class 13 is like a dilapidated household that exists in name only, and he and Brother Qiang are left in the class, like orphans without a father and mother, and they don't know where to go tomorrow.

Brother Jun patted him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, don't be nervous." ”

"There is no major adjustment in the company, that is, after the veterans are discharged, the distribution of personnel is somewhat uneven, and it is enough to adjust the average distribution."

"Squad leader, what about me? Are you still with me? ”

"Here, I'm still your squad leader."

Zhang Junbao suddenly showed a smile, he can still be with Brother Jun, at least he will not be a child without a father and a mother, and there is a person who can speak his heart.

After eating dinner in a hurry, he ran to the bathroom to clean the lunch box, and he hurried back to the house.

"Squad leader, can I still go back to the grassland?"

Brother Jun was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Why do you insist on going back?" ”

"I don't know, I just can't let go of it."

Zhang Junbao's mood became low again when he spoke, and whether he could return to the grassland or not has always been a contradiction in his heart.

The grassland has his memories of most of the year, the experience of ups and downs, and the little white who misses him.

People are emotional actions, there will always be things that can't be let go, people who can't let go, if one day people become cold-blooded animals, then the world will also become a cold ruins, right?

"Now I don't know what the company will arrange, I should know the situation tomorrow, you can rest first."

Brother Jun comforted him a few words, and left in a hurry.

Zhang Junbao sat on the edge of the bed alone, his eyes full of loneliness.

Could it be that Class 13 was disbanded like this?

Maybe it was because of too deep thoughts, or maybe because his body was really tired, Zhang Junbao lay on the bed again and fell asleep, and he didn't even wait for the military brothers to come back.

Alone in the dark, there is no longer Lao Geng and Da Fei to accompany him, at this moment, he suddenly felt cold in his heart.