Qian Er was about to leave, and under Zhang Xiaoxue's soft grinding and hard soaking, Qian Er played a few songs composed by himself to Zhang Xiaoxue, which were recorded by Zhang Xiaoxue and hidden at the bottom of the box like a treasure.

Zhang Xiaoxue's mind woke up from the memory, turned on the CD player, and with the low sound of the guitar, Qian Er's slightly hoarse singing voice sounded in the ward.

Zhang Xiaoxue fell into obsession again.

In the past, we were young and frivolous, always wanting to leave our parents and go out to break through, and put on the green uniform with our dreams.

In the past, we were competitive and competitive, competing on the training ground to see the real chapter, and after practicing our skills, we wanted to go to the battlefield.

We used to be young and frivolous, and after being away from home for a long time, we began to miss our father and mother, and we had nothing to do to talk about the girl in our hearts.

In the past, we were so competitive and competitive, you fought for each other when there were tasks, and in the end we still hugged each other's shoulders.

Okay, if I can't come back, you will go to my hometown, and when you see my parents, you will also call Daddy.

I said that I would wait for you to come back and go to see your father and mother together, in fact, I still want to see the girl in your heart.

In the past, we are no longer frivolous, our ideals are blooming sonorously in our youth, and we have the glory of protecting our family and defending the country.

In the past, we no longer competed for strength, but we tempered our strong wings in battle, and we had more strength in unity with wisdom and bravery.

In the past, we were no longer frivolous, and we were no longer sad in the face of parting, and we built the wall with blood and flesh side by side.

In the past, we no longer competed, called a comrade-in-arms brotherhood, and I tasted life and death with you for a long time.

Okay, if I can't come back, you will go to my hometown, and when you see my parents, you will also call Daddy.

I said that I would wait for you to come back and go to see your father and mother together, in fact, I still want to see the girl in your heart.

The somewhat hoarse singing voice was still lingering in the ward, and the power in Qian Er's heart, which was almost emptied, trembled again, as if an obsession turned into a teardrop, slowly rolling down from the corner of his eye.

Zhang Xiaoxue saw it in her eyes, almost reflexively, and a little crazy and brave to hold Qian Er's face, eagerly, meticulously and a little tenderly gave her kiss again, as if completing a sacred mission, as if holding a holy ceremony, as if cherishing a reborn life, sucking that teardrop into her mouth.

"Qian Er, did you hear what I said?"

"Qian Er, I believe that you can hear what I say, I will not give up on you, just as you will not give up your mission, I accept your tears. ”

From now on, you are my lover in this life and the next life, we don't need to spend the moon before and after, and we don't desire to be Qingqing me, I will accept a teardrop of you in this life, and you will return me in the next life, you are still my hero of the world, I will only be your golden clothes. ......

Zhang Xiaoxue hugged Qian Er's face and stuck it to her face, sobbing in a low voice, tears rained like flowers, and some tears dripped on Qian Er's face, and it seemed to turn into a mist and slowly rose with those nothing.

"Okay, if I can't come back, you have to go to my hometown, and when you see my parents, you have to shout Daddy.

I said that I would wait for you to come back and go to see your father and mother together, in fact, I still want to see the girl in your heart. ”

......

Qian Er looked at the crying girl and felt the tears that fell on her face melt into her body drop by drop, as if she was infused with a trace of strength.

Qian Er's body moved, and he wanted to use his hand to soothe the girl's face, and then he really moved.

Qian Er really moved, his hand gently stroked Zhang Xiaoxue's hair, and said, "Xiaoxue, don't cry." ”

Then he saw his face being held in Zhang Xiaoxue's arms, saw Zhang Xiaoxue's twitching back, saw himself lying like a zongzi, and saw Zhang Xiaoxue ring the emergency bell again.

Qian Er saw Dr. Liu, head nurse Xu came in a hurry, and saw the chief physician Guo Heng with a group of doctors and nurses also hurriedly walked in. Qian Er watched in a daze as these people kept passing through his body. Zhang Xiaoxue stopped crying, and was busy with her colleagues around the hospital bed, when someone kept pressing Qian Er's chest with an electric shocker.

Qian Er stood beside the bed, looking at the Qian Er on the hospital bed, although he could feel that he still had a trace of connection with there, and it seemed that his mental strength was also rising and falling with the electric shocker, but all of this seemed to represent a reality: Am I dying? Or am I already dead?

Qian Er was confused and even saw the snake-like gas that had been withdrawn from the air, and the speed of withdrawal had slowed down a lot at this moment, and even some of the gas that had just come out of his body and some of it had returned to his body.

Qian Er stood by the bed blankly, looking at the little snakes floating in the air, and at the rescued self on the hospital bed.

"Qian Er, Qian Er!" suddenly felt that someone was calling him.

Qian Er saw a fat man leaning on the side of the door frame of the ward at some time, grinning with big gold teeth, smiling at himself, beckoning and saying, "Qian Er, come on, it's time to go on the road."

Isn't this Qi Tianfu?

Qian Er tried to take a few steps, and everything was so real. "Hurry up, go quickly, it's too late to go. Qi Tianfu dragged Qian Er and pulled out the door without saying anything.

"Don't grind, Qian Er, you're dead, let's go, Uncle Qi has been waiting for you for a long time. Qi Tianfu dragged Qian Er's elbow and urged loudly in the corridor. Immediately after, three more figures hurriedly walked past them.

The figure in the middle turned around, and said earnestly: "Brother Qi, Brother Qian, I'll go first." It was Zhao San, who was admitted to the hospital with Qi Tianfu and Qian Er, who spoke.

The figures on both sides also turned their heads and roared in unison: "Qi Tianfu, you fucking hurry up, don't say that Lao Tzu lied to you when it's late!"

"Okay, okay, I'll hurry up, Master Niu, Master Ma, you help me take care of Zhao San in the underworld. Qi Tianfu nodded and said again.

Qian Er saw the two shadows that looked like bulls and horses, and their eyes were glowing green. I thought, these two should be the ghosts of the underworld.

The horse-faced eyes swept over himself and Qi Tianfu's bodies with green light, and then fixed on Qian Er's body.

"Hey, your kid is fucking dead. ”

The bull-headed ghost whispered a few words in the horse's ear and pulled out a gray chip. Pointing at Qian Er, he said: "Count your kid blessed, you just confiscated a piece of treasure, let's cover it up with this first, anyway, it won't be long before I get cold." Then he squinted at Qi Tianfu, who took out a few banknotes from his arms and handed them over.

"Ah, hang this on your heart, and you'll be no different from a dead man. After speaking, Zhao San walked quickly through the corridor, and the glass at the end of the corridor was gone. Qian Er took the gray flake in a daze, it looked dull, but it felt good to the touch, and it was cool and refreshing.

Qian Er turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoxue in the ward, and muttered: Xiaoxue, I promised to be your hero in the next life, and you said that you would only be my golden dress.