Since Liu Lianhua joined the Anti-United Nations, due to the frequent playing of the pipa, the sonorous and powerful voice often rings in the ears of Ximen Jian and the anti-United Nations fighters, and has been accustomed to it, and has accompanied them through many unforgettable and passionate years:

One after another slow long nights that are difficult to sleep, one after another noisy day of the Golden Iron Horse, one after another bloody dusk and dawn......

Each string is engraved with the blood of the anti-United Nations fighters on the bloody battlefield again and again......

Every note records the cheerful sound of the anti-United Nations fighters killing the invaders again and again......

Ximen Jian's thoughts have been brought into a certain artistic conception by the sound of the pipa, into the distant century world, and he has fallen into infinite deep thought.

Orchid lay down in his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

After a while, she suddenly woke up, saw that it was already the second half of the night, and gently got out of Ximen Jian's arms, for fear of interrupting her husband's thoughts, and said softly: "It's not early, there will be a fierce battle tomorrow, please rest your husband early, I'll go first, go back and cover the bed, and you will come later, ah." ”

"Hey......" Ximen Jian sighed and nodded slightly.

Soon after the orchid left, Ximen Jian wandered on the ground for a while, and also left the hall of the division headquarters.

When he walked back to the small stone room where he and Orchid Fei had bedroom, he opened the door and saw that Orchid was already asleep.

Ximen Jian couldn't bear to disturb the lovely orchid. During this time, she followed her western expedition to seize foreign grass, and the northern expedition to rob the law field to rescue the Dongyang, and she was still secretly protecting herself, she was too tired and too lucky, let her sleep well.

Ximen Jian is not only a mysterious boy who has traveled through a hundred years, but also a strange person, and a night owl, he will not feel sleepy if he does not sleep for three days and three nights. So, he gently closed the door, walked out, followed the sound of Liu Lianhua playing the pipa, and walked to the small wooden house where she slept.

At this time, Ximen Jian listened to the sound of the pipa, becoming clearer and clearer, and felt the vibration of his heart more and more. Listening carefully, I felt that the sound of the pipa suddenly clanged in the wind of the summer night, and the melody had changed from desolation to tragedy, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, and a thousand horses descending suddenly.

Moreover, Liu Lianhua's suddenly high-pitched and loud, suddenly tactful singing voice also revealed the door of her accommodation, and through the cool night breeze, word by word floated into Ximen Jian's ears:

Oriental ghosts, too rampant, iron hooves trample on my mountains and rivers, Jin Ge iron horse comes, sweeps away the haze, only looking forward to a happy and good life.

The mountains are lying, the dragons and snakes are stinging, and the reckless Qiankun tears are like rivers.

Li Min has no tiles, the powerful live in Qiluo, when will the Taiping unification be happy?

There are many grievances, blood is overflowing, and wildfires are suddenly burning in all directions.

Heroes will be in the wind and clouds, Kyushu take-off day, and a song of generosity in the white mountains.

……

Ximen Jian listened, and suddenly felt that at this moment, he was Liu Lianhua's bosom friend, and he suddenly remembered that this was the very popular "Changbai Mountain Anti-Union Song" among the Changbai Mountain Anti-United Nations fighters at that time, a sad song, a generous song, and a heroic song!

He walked into the door of Liu Lianhua's cabin and stopped.

The door was open, and through the pink curtains on the window lattice, a tearful candle could be seen burning on the dresser. The bean-like candle flame flickered and flickered, flickering and dancing in the night wind. Candle tears have been condensed on the dresser.

At this moment, Liu Lianhua's performance suddenly stopped, and after a song, she frowned, hugged the pipa in her arms, and looked at the tearful red candle. The room was silent, and in a short time, a string of crystal tears was slowly flowing down her handsome cheeks......

Through the gap in the small window lattice of Liu Lianhua's bedroom, Ximen Jian had already seen Liu Lianhua infected by the sound of his own piano, he stood outside the door in a daze, feeling the tears of Lianhua and the sad tune she played, which made him feel that his throat was blocked, as if she was not playing silk strings, but her own heartstrings. His heartstrings trembled and resonated, prompting him to suddenly remember his unfortunate fate, and the past passed by his eyes like a white cloud:

After Ximen Jian crossed, although he was reborn in the family of mountain hunters, if there was no invasion of the little devil and the appearance of the big traitor Wang Lanjun, he would not have dropped out of school, and he could go to school while hunting with his father in the mountain grassland.

But later, because of the fall of the golden hook, his father was killed by the little devil, and his mother and sister were kidnapped and disappeared overnight......

Later, in order to take revenge, to kill devils, and to be grateful, he joined the Anti-Japanese Federation and embarked on a bright road, determined to drive away the Oriental invaders and build a beautiful homeland...... Unexpectedly, his ambition was unfulfilled and he was trapped in the mountains!

"Huh?" After Ximen Jian flashed his misfortune in his mind, he suddenly felt that Liu Lianhua was not abnormal? She is a cheerful and generous girl, why is she crying?

Is it because the old camp of the Anti-Japanese Federation, Longtou Mountain, was besieged by the soldiers? Or was she moved by the music she played herself? Her sentimentality seems to be very different from her optimistic personality. She found her sister, should she be happy to be reunited with her sister? Or is there something else going on?

Ximen Jian pushed the door in confusion and walked in.

When Liu Lianhua saw Ximen Jian coming, she immediately wiped away her tears and put on a smile.

Ximen Jian suddenly realized that this scene was really emotional, and he cried when he cried, and laughed when he laughed.

Liu Lianhua smiled at Ximen Jian, as if a night primrose was blooming, and said eloquently: "Brother Ximen was ordered to be in danger, as the commander-in-chief, the war is imminent, the entire Longtou Mountain is surrounded and so calm, how can you have such leisure and leisure, come to listen to my sister play music and sing?" ”

"Hahaha......" Ximen Jian laughed, his sensitive nose moved, and he immediately felt the warm aroma emanating from Liu Lianhua's body, and couldn't help but say: "It's my sister's playing tune and humming singing voice that moved my little brother, this slow and long night is difficult, wouldn't it be a pity if my sister couldn't find a soulmate?" ”

"Oh...... So Brother Simon is my sister's bosom friend? ”

Liu Lianhua said, stood up and gave Ximen Jian a seat, she walked around behind him, stretched out a pair of white and plump jade hands, massaged him, and rubbed his shoulders.

"Hehe...... Ximen Jian smiled slightly, stretched out a hand, put it on her hand and said, "Otherwise, my sister will waste her emotions and energy in vain." ”

"Hey ......" Liu Lianhua sighed, raised another white finger, tapped the back of Ximen Jian's head and said, "Brother Ximen still understands my sister's heart." ”

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