"I don't have to worry about you! ……”

"I'm going to take care of it!"

Lin Yiqing remembered the scene when the two almost broke up, and her eyes couldn't help but be a little moist.

He suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind and began to think about his next move.

This time when he returned to Qianguo, his purpose was very clear, in addition to buying guns and artillery for Satsuma and contacting foreign aid, he was to get in touch with the forces that Lin Yizhe had painstakingly managed, and take over as soon as possible!

The question is, with only a face that is extremely similar to Lin Yizhe, and some of his memories, can those people believe in themselves?

Thinking of this, Lin Yiqing couldn't help but be a little worried.

He knew in his heart that returning to Qianguo was the road he had to take.

Even if he is now in the Satsuma Naval Academy and marries a beauty like Chiho Kirino, life will not be peaceful and happy forever! The artillery fire of the Southwest War will not stop because of the arrival of his traverser!

And if he wants not to be crushed by the wheel of history, there is only one way out for him!

Continue Lin Yizhe's uncompetitive career and change the trend of history!

Thinking of this, Lin Yiqing made up his mind.

Even if it is for his own survival, he wants to change history!

After determining the goal of struggle, Lin Yiqing calmed down, and his thoughts quickly turned to practical problems.

Although his return to the country this time was a secret operation, it was absolutely impossible to achieve complete secrecy under the current actual conditions.

He was now sure that once he left Kagoshima, he would definitely take action against Okubo Ritsu's subordinate Kawaji Toshira, who was always watching Kagoshima!

How can we confuse them?

Lin Yiqing thought about it, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The young beggar he had just rescued - Mizuno Zun.

Thinking of Mizuno Zun, who was proficient in dry language, Lin Yiqing suddenly had an idea.

"It's a coincidence, it's just that he can play this role well, otherwise ......" Thinking that Mizuno Zun had just followed him and came in handy, Lin Yiqing couldn't help but smile.

"In addition to him, you need one or two people as helpers, it's enough......"

Lin Yiqing thought back to the cadets of the military academy who could be used as helpers, and he imagined the expressions that might appear when they knew their mission, and a narrow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the figure of a small cadet entered his field of vision.

"Hehe, how can I forget you, the 'father of Japanese engineers', this time, I'll take you!" Thinking that the future father of Japanese engineers would become his entourage, Lin Yiqing's face once again showed a narrow smile.

But at this time, Lin Yiqing would not know that the future "father of Japanese engineers" he brought with him this time would really come in handy.

After thinking everything in order, he made up his mind and soon fell asleep.

And the future "father of Japanese engineers", in his dream tonight, did not see the future, but dreamed of the past.

Yusaku Uehara stood in the woods, full of melancholy.

Why is this always the case? The cruel reality can't be driven away, but the good memories can't be found, and the unknown future is only remembered when it's desperate, just to keep the last hope in the bottom of my heart......

Life is like a Möbis ring, you look at it from a distance, the future seems to continue the happiness of the past, and when you turn around, you find that happiness is on the other side of the paper.

Yusaku Uehara turned his head and looked at the little head lying between the branches.

It was a summer afternoon, and Natsumi's delicate forehead rested on her elbow, and she whispered through the cover of the leaves. The distance between the faces of the two was less than twenty centimeters, and the girl's breath was like an orchid, and it fell on Yusaku Uehara's face, itchy and numb.

Through the cracks in the forest, the soft sunlight scattered on the little girl's immature and smooth face, reflecting the brilliance of angels, the corners of the mouth were slightly upturned, the small chin was squeezed out a few ripples, the ruddy little mouth was tightly pursed, the thin eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the black round eyes revealed a trace of worry.

"What?" Yusaku Uehara asked uncertainly.

"You went to the Marine Academy, will you come back to see me in the future?" The little girl's voice was thin, gentle, and soft, like a breeze blowing, and the willows left a slight mark on the surface of the water.

It turned out to be this sentence. Yusaku Uehara suddenly realized.

Like a spring flowing through the dry land, like a breeze blowing away the haze of the sun, like a rainbow crossing a black and white photo, memories come alive at this moment.

The years have cut, scattered, and ground up the memories, leaving only a few fragments. This scene is like a knife and axe, and it has always been firmly preserved in the depths of Uehara's memory.

However, no matter what he thought, he couldn't remember the beginning and couldn't remember the end. In the dead of night, he turned over his memories and could never remember what the little girl was talking about.

It turned out to be this sentence: "You went to the naval academy, will you come back to see me in the future?" ”

It was the summer of that year, the last day between Yusaku Uehara and Natsumi Takahara.

At that time, he did not understand what such a separation meant.

That year, Natsumi was thirteen years old and Yusaku Uehara was fifteen.

"Will you come back to see me?" Natsumi asked Yusaku Uehara softly, speaking softly, revealing apprehension and attachment, which filled Yusaku Uehara's heart with sorrow.

"Maybe I'll come back if I have the chance." Yusaku Uehara remembered his own answer at the time.

The disappointment in the girl's eyes was like broken glass, stabbing Yusaku Uehara for so many years. For many years, he still hated the cowardice and ruthlessness of his youth, hanging like a sword of Damocles over his young head, and he could not bear it.

When evasion has become a habit, when the mission of revitalizing the family hangs over his head, who would have thought what price he had paid?

As he replied at the time, after coming to the Naval Academy, Yusaku Uehara never saw her again and said a word to her.

The girl's disappointed eyes pierced the bottom of Yusaku Uehara's heart, and he buried it repeatedly.

That seemingly glorious mission, but behind it is countless bitter stories! The purity stifled by the world makes the boys and girls forced to mature quickly, but what is left is a regret that is difficult to express in words!

It is the viciousness under the noble cloak, the snake and scorpion under the glass shell, the blood covered by the banner of victory, the filth and filth hidden by the tall buildings!

He could only vent his grievances on the flesh and blood of his imaginary enemies in endless training, and no one knew where this resentment would come from or when it would end.

Yusaku Uehara in the dream rubbed the corners of his sour eyes, looked at the delicate little face, and replied seriously and clearly: "Yes, definitely!" ”

The radiance of joy bloomed like a spring flower on the girl's face.

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