When Lin Youde's group of people entered the door, the person lying on the bed near the door was reading the newspaper, and when he heard the movement at the door, he raised his head cutely and happened to meet Lin Youde's eyes.

"Lin Guokai!" Lin Youde called the name of his fellow villager in surprise, and only then did he notice the bandage wrapped around the guy's head, "What, you got shot on the head?" ”

"But isn't it," Lin Guokai patted the bandage on his head indifferently, "The doctor said that it's good that the skull is hard and the bullet is stuck, otherwise he would really kneel." ”

"You're not wearing a steel helmet?"

"If I don't wear it, I'll die! Anyway, this time I was able to get my life back, and after the operation, the doctor told me to be grateful to God. ”

Lin Youde smiled loudly and patted Lin Guokai's shoulder: "Then you will be a little grateful to that old man." ”

Then Lin Youde turned his head to look at the other bed in the room, from the beginning, he and Lin Guokai shouted like this, the people on the bed were motionless, so that Lin Youde had a bad premonition, as soon as he raised his hand and pointed to the bed, Lin Guokai picked up the book on the bedside table and smashed it on the person's back.

"What's wrong?" The person on the bed exclaimed, and the whole person bounced up, "What a fart!" ”

That's not Huang Xun.

"Tokuko!" Huang Xun pointed at Lin Youde's nose and shouted with surprise on his face, "You kid is coming to us!" We thought you and the girl **** had forgotten about us! ”

Lin Youde stepped forward and gave Huang Xun a punch in the shoulder, and responded with a smile: "How is it possible! I've been looking for you a long time ago, but someone has made a way to prevent us from coming through the official channels of the army, and the people I sent myself have been treated as enemies' spies by the fellows who are covering you......"

As Lin Youde was talking, he found that Huang Xun's expression was wrong, and at this time Lin Guokai said: "His ear was deaf by the bomb, and he was severely deaf in the hearing test, especially in his left ear, and he couldn't hear at all." ”

Lin Guokai's voice fell, and the whole room fell silent.

Lin Youde knows very well that Huang Xun likes music very much, and with a little money, he will buy tickets to the opera house to listen to the opera, and the famous symphony orchestra has never missed the performance in Munich, and he also helped Lin Youde sort out the score of the first few songs......

At this time, Huang Xun himself broke the silence.

"Dezi, I have a gift for you." He smiled at Lin Youde, turned around and opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out his small box from which he never left, and Lin Youde knew that his beloved harmonica was placed in the box.

Huang Xun put the small box in Lin Youde's hand and said in a deep voice: "I don't need this thing anymore, so I'll give it to you, if you don't have time to learn to play the harmonica, please help me transfer it to someone who can make the best use of it." ”

Lin Youde didn't know how to respond, his proud eloquence seemed to have abandoned him at this moment. He lowered his head, opened the box, and looked at the beautiful harmonica lying quietly on the flannel, this time he finally saw the words engraved on the harmonica, which was a woman's name: Qian Yunling.

"I can't take this ......"

As soon as Lin Youde spoke, he remembered that Huang Xun couldn't hear it at this time, and then Viola volunteered: "I know sign language, I'll translate." ”

"It's useless." Lin Guokai shook his head, picked up a pen and paper from his bedside table, and handed it to Lin Youde, "The landlady knows sign language, but he can't." ”

Lin Youde held a pen and paper in his hand, but once again fell into hesitation, he suddenly didn't know what to say, whether it was "this gift is very important to you", or "it will be sad if you give it to your girlfriend casually", it doesn't seem to be very suitable.

After all, is it really the right thing to turn down this gift at this time?

Lin Youde was hesitating, Wei Ou stretched out her hand and took out the harmonica from the box in Lin Youde's hand, and before Lin Youde could react, she put the harmonica to her mouth and played it skillfully.

If it was Lin Youde before the crossing, he would definitely not be able to react to what Viola blew, but now Lin Youde can hear in an instant that this is a passage from Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny" after simplification. Lin Youde remembered that "Symphony of Destiny" was a masterpiece composed by Beethoven after he was completely deaf.

Although the symphony has been simplified to the point that it can be played with only the harmonica, compared to the original version, it is almost like a train is simplified to a human three-wheeler, but the unyielding force contained in the melody is still clearly conveyed - obviously the harmonica is not a suitable instrument for transmitting force!

At that moment, Lin Youde even thought that the Le Sheng, who had already ascended the altar, had descended into this small space through Viola's bloodline, personally showing his indomitable will to everyone present.

In the sound of the harmonica, Lin Youde wrote the most sonorous and powerful words of the music saint on the paper, and then put it up for Huang Xun to read.

- I'm going to choke fate!

Huang Xun stared at the line of words, the whole person seemed to be petrified, and after a few seconds, he laughed loudly: "Haha I'm an idiot! I forgot about the deeds of that great musician and only immersed myself in my own sentimentality! That's right! That's right! I'm going to choke fate! I want to thank the enemy for the shells! It put me and Lesheng on the same starting line! Ah, that's right! I'm going to choke fate! ”

Huang Xun on the hospital bed repeated what he had said again as if he was crazy, at this time he no longer had the breath of the patient just now, and the vitality of life was constantly gushing out of his body.

Lin Youde couldn't help but sigh, Beethoven is so powerful, he deserves to be a canonized person.

Viola stopped playing, she took out a handkerchief from her pocket, carefully wiped the harmonica clean, and then put it back in the box in Lin Youde's hand.

Lin Youde closed the box and was about to return the harmonica to Huang Xun, but was stopped by Huang Xun.

"Although I decided to continue the path of composition, I still didn't need this harmonica, so I saw that the landlady had just played the harmonica very well, so I gave it to her."

As soon as Lin Youde wanted to reply, Viola reached out and took the box.

"Then I'll take it, and I promise it will be treated in the best possible way." Speaking of Viola, she stood up and saluted Huang Xun, "I can't represent the whole of Germany yet, so I only represent me personally, thank you for your heroic fight." ”

Huang Xun also sat up straight and saluted Viola in return.

At this time, Lin Youde remembered that he hadn't confirmed the whereabouts of the other international students, so he set his eyes on Lin Guokai, and before he could speak, Lin Guokai shook his head.

"It's just the two of us. Xie Changsheng was the first to die, and we dug a grave for him behind the blocking position on the outskirts of the city, and then the position was lost. Then everyone sacrificed one by one, we buried them one by one, and we were the only ones left after we were buried to the bottom. We originally said that whoever hangs the rest first will be a deserter anyway, and will bring the relics of his classmates back to China. ”

Lin Youde was silent for a while before asking, "What about the relics?" ”

"We carried it in a bag, but it was missing when it was shelled." Lin Guokai's face was full of self-blame, as if it was all his fault.

Lin Youde bit his lip tightly and held it for a long time, he could only use the memorization poem very uncreatively to express what he wanted to say at this time: "Why bury your bones, life is full of green mountains." ”

At this time, Chihiro Matsudaira, who had been rarely silent, muttered in a low voice: "Saigo Takamori's poem, ah......"

"The original source is Zhang Tingyu."

"Huh, huh?"

Lin Youde ignored the fox, he took a deep breath, and said to the two classmates: "I will send you additional guards and provide the best doctors, and you two will come to Berlin to find me when you are well." ”

"I'm sure I'm going to Berlin to look for you, but Huang Xun may ......"

Lin Guokai just set his eyes on Huang Xun, and the latter immediately understood what he meant, and it seemed that the two usually discussed the way out in the future.

"I'll go back home." Huang Xun said, "Originally, I wanted to return to China just because I was disheartened, but now I want to go back, do what I can, and then find a way to record the heroic struggle of my classmates with music." ”

Lin Youde nodded, and then stretched out his hand to Huang Xun.

The hands of the two were held together for a long time and did not separate.

**

Coming out of the engineer's house that contained the two, Lin Youde suddenly found a large number of people gathered in front of the house. Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Youde, as if his black hair and yellow skin were a magnet to attract attention.

The engineer who had just brought Lin Youde over spoke on behalf of all the people: "Your Excellency, we are going to donate money to build a monument here, and we are going to write on the monument like this: A group of brave Chinese soldiers died here for the future of Germany, and may our descendants always remember them." ”

Lin Youde's eyes were slightly moist, and he suddenly remembered what Huang Xun had said before the Battle of Dessau: Even if only one German changes his view of the Chinese, our struggle is meaningful.

Lin Youde looked at the countless citizens of Dessau gathered in front of him.

- Students, do you see, your struggle is meaningful!

At this time, Viola gently pulled Lin Youde's clothes and motioned for him to speak.

Lin Youde realized that he had been silent for a long time, he cleared his throat, and once again looked around at the faces of ordinary German people gathered around.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I thank you very much. However, it is not only the Chinese students who have bravely sacrificed their lives for the future of Germany in Dessau, it is the struggle of all of them that awakens the German people's desire for freedom and arouses the courage of the whole of Germany. Unfortunately, the names of many of them are no longer verifiable and can no longer be known. Therefore, I propose that the monument you built should not be called the Monument to the Chinese Volunteers, nor should it be called the Monument to the Battle of Dessau.

"In my opinion, it should be called the Monument to the Unknown Soldier! It commemorates all those unsung heroes who bravely gave their lives in the civil war that just passed!

"Its inscription should read: Your names are unknown, and your deeds live on to the ages."

After Lin Youde finished speaking, silence temporarily ruled everything, and the next moment thunderous applause resounded in the sky.