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This is the early morning of the fifth day of crossing the meadow, and it is still very early, so Sister Xiaolin and the others casually drank some wild vegetable soup and continued to set off.

Han Xin's performance yesterday made Ah Zi and Sister Xiaolin very worried, and the two found Han Xin the next day, for fear that he would do something stupid.

But they seemed to be overly worried, Han Xin had already gotten up before them, and was busy helping the comrades in the division to carry the stretcher.

"Brother Han, you ...... It's okay! Ah Zi's personality dictated and asked without scruples.

Han Xin didn't speak, but he didn't deny it, he nodded lightly as a reply, and then continued to bury his head in the stretcher, ignoring Sister Xiaolin and the others.

"Cut, it's still a manly husband! Surely you're still mad at us! Ah Zi pursed her lips, grimaced at Han Xin's departing back, and said with a dissatisfied expression.

"Okay, Ah Zi! Han Xin, he's fine...... Let's keep up and join up with the troops in front of us as soon as possible. Sister Xiaolin laughed, and followed the team with a puffed up Ah Zi.

……

The follow-up unit of the division headquarters, that is, the unit where Sister Kobayashi belongs, is on the way, and it is getting closer and closer to the large army in front.

On the way, Han Xin rarely spoke, but his actions, if there were acquaintances, would inevitably be discovered, very abnormal:

"Squad leader, I can't walk anymore, this iron pot is too heavy, I can't carry it anymore......"

"Give it to me, I'll carry it for you!" A voice sounded, and in the soldier's thousand thanks, Han Xin's body had an iron pot weighing more than ten catties.

"Comrades, you let me down, I can go by myself!" A wounded man lying on a stretcher shouted, but the wounded man was badly wounded in the leg, and everyone knew that he could not hold on to it alone.

Therefore, everyone took turns to carry the stretcher, and somehow it arrived at Han Xin, a soldier who did not belong to the stretcher group.

Han Xin lifted the stretcher, carried the iron pot and backpack, and walked step by step, his pace had begun to slow down, sweat was dripping on his forehead, and his clothes were wet......

"Comrade Han Xin, it's time for me to carry the stretcher!" A soldier was going to replace Han Xin and stepped forward.

"No!"

……

"Comrade Han Xin, you ...... Take a break! I'll do it! The soldier carrying the stretcher opposite Han Xin changed one stubble after another, but Han Xin always insisted, refusing all the helpers, and finally a soldier couldn't stand it anymore and spoke again.

"No!"

It was still a simple two words, it had become a little hoarse, but it was full of firmness, and the person who came had to shake his head helplessly and leave, but in his heart, he was impressed by Han Xin's will and amazing physical strength.

Finally, the stretcher was put down, Han Xin followed a group to collect firewood, and when the firewood was picked up, he helped the comrades in the cooking class to make a fire, and after the fire was finished, he rushed to take on the task of serving food to everyone......

In this way, from the morning to noon, Han Xin has been in a frenzied labor, and he has not stopped for a moment.

In the afternoon, it rained again on the changeable meadows, and it rained so hard that the warriors were forced to stop their advance.

The tent naturally needs someone to tie up, and a figure was exposed to the torrential rain again, constantly busy, and soon was swallowed up by the heavy rain, becoming a soaked soup chicken.

The warriors stood in twos and threes, sheltering from the rain with everything they could: oil-paper umbrellas, animal skins, planks, and clothes...... After all, the tents are limited, and many people are in the heavy rain and are ruthlessly drenched.

Han Xin had already helped set up camp, and he stood quietly in the rain curtain with nothing, the leather coat on his body had already been draped over a young man, and the rain ran down his cheeks and neck, leaving in streams, but he ignored it completely, indifference and numbness had filled everything.

The fortitude and wisdom of the past are difficult to detect at this moment, and the thin figure is allowed to blow and rain to blow, like a crumbling flat boat, which may capsize in the next huge wave at any time.

Tick, tick, tick!

The rain slid down from Han Xin's hair and flowed into his neck, and his body couldn't help but tremble a few times at this moment......

Tick, tick!

At a certain moment, the originally noisy sound of rain suddenly died down, and a somewhat tattered oil-paper umbrella appeared above Han Xin's head, temporarily hiding the torrential rain.

Han Xinmu looked up with empty eyes, and saw two familiar faces, Ah Zi, and Sister Xiaolin.

"Han Xin, what are you doing here? It's raining so hard, why don't you take shelter? Sister Xiaolin's voice with a scolding voice sounded, and was quickly dispersed in the rain curtain.

Han Xin was silent and speechless.

"You say! I know that you are very sad that Sister Zhou is gone, but you can't torture yourself like this, why are you so troubled! ”

Sister Xiaolin tried to persuade her, and then tried to pull Han Xin into the camp, but was pushed away by Han Xin, who was a little dazed, accompanied by a cold and dead voice.

"That's good!"

"You ......"

"Sister Xiaolin, let's go! Why bother with him, Sister Zhou is really blind...... Han Xin, you are simply a coward, and you retreat when you encounter a little setback? Just torture yourself?

Sister Zhou was like this at the beginning, and you are like this now, if Sister Zhou is still here, do you think she will want you to be like this? ”

"Ah Zi!" Sister Xiaolin worriedly pulled the corner of Ah Zi's clothes, "He feels uncomfortable, don't say it!" ”

"No, why can't I say that?" Ah Zi pushed Sister Xiaolin away, and even threw away the oil-paper umbrella she was holding in her hand, letting the rain splash on her face, and said loudly: "Big wood...... Brother Han, don't think that I don't understand anything when I'm young.

In my opinion, it is indeed touching for a man to be able to do this for a beloved woman, and even I admire you in my heart, and I am happy for Sister Zhou in private. ”

"But"

Ah Zi took a step forward, and the innocence and naivety in Sister Xiaolin's impression were all gone, and then said loudly: "What's the use of you doing this? Could it be that Sister Zhou can come back to life in this way? Could it be that in this way, Sister Zhou, who has already left, will be relieved? ”

Ah Zi asked three questions in a row, and the tears were already flowing down, and with the rain rolling down, it was difficult to distinguish whether it was tears or rain.

"Back then, there was a famine in the township, and my mother was starved to death...... Dad cried for a long time and didn't sleep all night, but the next day, Dad still got up early and picked up waste, he said, although my mother is gone, but he still has the responsibility to take care of our children, so no matter how sad it is, he can't break down.

Brother Han, is it possible that in your heart, apart from Sister Zhou, you can't pretend to be anything else? You know, you are still a Red Army soldier, you still have a group of brothers and comrades-in-arms, your regiment commander, there are your subordinates...... Don't you ever think about their feelings?

Sister Zhou died, you are uncomfortable, but if you torture yourself like this, practice yourself, and follow, won't your brothers be as sad as you?

You idiot, coward, coward......"

"You...... I ......" Han Xin was shocked, hissed a hoarse voice, and spit out two words with difficulty, and then collapsed suddenly.

"Brother Han"

"Han Xin"

Two anxious cries finally came to mind.

(To be continued)