Baili Xian tilted his head upward, looking at the sky with many thoughts, the beer in his hand poured into his throat violently, and bitter bubbles accumulated in his stomach.

He touched the pocket on his body to find something else, but found that the pocket was empty, his expression instantly panicked, he lowered his head and rummaged carefully, and the beer bottle was put aside by him, and some wine was spilled.

"Hey." A sigh came out of Baili Xian's mouth with a slight turbidity, what he was looking for still not found, he remembered where he lost it, but the memory was fragmented and incomplete at all.

"Where did it fall?" Baili muttered, suddenly feeling a headache, what he was looking for was the retro cigarette case that Mo Zishu took away from him.

That cigarette case was given to him by Xiaomeng on his thirteenth birthday, and it is the only thing that can prove that Xiaomeng has come to this world.

The year of his thirteenth birthday, it should be the most beautiful but cruelest birthday he ever had, at that time, Xiaomeng was ten years old S was also ten years old, S was busy with the affairs of the S department all day long, and the time to accompany Xiaomeng became less and less, most of the time he was by Xiaomeng's side to accompany Xiaomeng, and what Xiaomeng did every day in addition to drawing the design drawings of weapons was to wait for S to go home at eight o'clock every night, and S came back on time at eight o'clock every day, carrying Xiaomeng's favorite bread in his hand, at that time in R Zhou, bread was a very luxurious existence.

Later, on his thirteenth birthday, Xiaomeng was still sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for S to carry her favorite bread home, it was already dark at half past seven in the evening, and the sound of the engine came from outside, he and Xiaomeng thought that S and the old man came back early, and when they were looking forward to it, the figure that came in made them very disappointed, but when the person came in, he was carrying a big box in his hand, and he got up to check it first, but was stopped.

The man explained: "I'm sorry Young Master Baili, S ordered, no one can open this box until she comes back." The man finished and left.

And he and Xiaomeng did obediently wait for S to come back, and no one opened the boxy box, even though they were still very curious in their hearts.

At eight o'clock and five o'clock, S and the old man's figure was late, Xiaomeng looked at S with disgust, a little dissatisfied that S was actually five minutes late today, but saw S holding the bread she liked in his hand and didn't say anything more.

"Xiaoxian, today is your birthday, this is the birthday cake made by S for you, open it and take a look." The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and took out a few things from his pocket, which looked like candles.

He smiled instantly when he heard this, looked at the few people in front of him in disbelief, the hand that opened the box trembled a little, he had never had a birthday when he was so big, the boxy box was opened, and inside was a two-layer cake that was not big or small, and the pure white cream was surrounded by a layer of not very ripe strawberries, and the middle was written with black cream: Baili Xian, happy birthday.

When the old man put the candle on him, he found that it was exactly thirteen sticks that matched his age, and there was no way to contain the tears, which was the first time he felt that crying was not ashamed.

"Hey, hey, I'm doing well." At this time, Xiaomeng leaned towards S affectionately, and then he knew that Xiaomeng had already known that there would be this scene today, and he couldn't cry or laugh at once.

"Make a wish, Brother Xian." S patted Xiaomeng's head, although both of them were ten years old, S was a head taller than Xiaomeng, like Xiaomeng's sister.

After he heard S's words, he nodded heavily, and after the old man lit the candle, he put his hands together in front of his forehead, closed his eyes tightly and began to make a wish.

He was a little greedy and didn't want to make a wish, so he secretly made three wishes, one was that he hoped that the war in R Continent would end soon, the second was that he hoped that Xiaomeng's body would get better soon, and the third was that he hoped that their group of people would always be together.

All his wishes were buried deep in his heart until now, his eyes opened, the flame of the candle was blown out, and the lamp in the living room was turned on.

That night was the most memorable birthday in his life, and that cake was the best cake he had ever tasted in his life.

And Xiaomeng's birthday gift to him was the retro cigarette case, and later he learned that this cigarette case was a relic of Xiaomeng's father, and S still had the relics that Xiaomeng gave to her mother, which was a ring.

As soon as the cake was eaten, someone outside hurriedly ran in and said something to S and the old man, and then the faces of the two people changed greatly, and the old man left first.

"Brother Xian, you protect Xiaomeng, I'll deal with a little thing here and come back soon." This sentence was said to them before S left.

Then he stayed by Xiaomeng's side every inch, and S and the old man did not come back for two days, nor did they send any news.

And on the third day, there was an accident at the base where they were, a bomb hit their territory, and then a war began, and he, as the backbone of the entire base, had to stand up and command, and Xiaomeng couldn't take it out, so he had to let people guard outside the room.

When he settled everything outside, the old man and S also returned, and the two of them were scarred and covered in soot mixed with blood.

The first thing S said was to ask him, 'Where is Xiaomeng?' ’

That time was also the time when he suddenly panicked, running towards Xiaomeng's room and flustered, S and the old man also followed behind him.

When he saw the crooked corpse outside Xiaomeng's room, his face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't know where he got the courage to open the door.

The door was finally opened, and the room was empty, the sheets on the bed were flat without a single wrinkle, and there was no trace of a fight or struggle in the room, it was clean.

"Xiaomeng went with them voluntarily, I'm going to find her, I'm going to find her." S grabbed his arm and said in a panic, his eyes turned red, it was the first time he saw S so flustered and embarrassed, even if Xiaomeng almost died on the operating table several times before, S has always been calm and calm, and he has never been like this.

The old man and he didn't have time to stop S, S hurriedly ran out of the room, followed by the sound of a car engine, he and the old man looked at each other, and they both rushed out.

Later, for a whole day and a night, he and the old man did not have any news about S and Xiaomeng, and they also searched for a day and a night, but found no trace of S.

The next day, towards night, a battered jeep suddenly drove into their base, and everyone standing guard almost shot at the jeep, but fortunately he recognized the driver as S.

When S got out of the car, he didn't even dare to touch her, because at this moment, S was surrounded by a strong pathos, and her body had all kinds of scars caused by torture and detention, except for that face, no skin on her body was good, the whole person was a bloody person, and what frightened him the most was that S's eyes didn't seem to shine again, gray and without the sun, not as bright as when they first met.

"Little dream, dead." S raised her head and said to him in her aching voice, then turned around and hugged Xiaomeng from the co-pilot, it was a corpse, a corpse that was already covered with corpse spots.

He didn't know how to describe the mood at that time, after hearing S's words, his whole brain was confused, and he couldn't even hear anyone's voice in his ears, the news hit him like a thunderbolt from the sky, which caught him off guard, and unspeakable sadness and self-blame spread in his chest.

He couldn't imagine how he would face S in the future, facing the old man, he regretted it now but it didn't work.

When he looked at Xiaomeng's corpse carefully, he found an even more heart-wrenching thing, that is, Xiaomeng's heart was gouged out, looking at the extremely irregular traces of the wound, the empty left chest, he couldn't breathe, his whole body was trembling violently, his heart hurt terribly, and he broke out in a cold sweat, as if he was the one who had his heart gouged out.

He didn't know how S found Xiaomeng, and he didn't dare to ask Xiaomeng what she had experienced with her, who made Xiaomeng like this, he didn't dare and didn't qualify, because all this was caused by him.

S brought Xiaomeng back from beginning to end without shedding a single tear, since dealing with Xiaomeng's aftermath, she has never left Xiaomeng's side, even if the wounds on her body continue to heal and crack repeatedly, she did not leave Xiaomeng a step, until Xiaomeng was cremated, she went to deal with her wounds, and she didn't close her eyes for four days and slept for a day.

Later, S didn't let Xiaomeng's ashes be buried, but she kept Xiaomeng's urn with her, she said that she was going to take Xiaomeng out of this place, to leave this dirty and chaotic place, she was going to take Xiaomeng to a world where there was no war, only peace, only birds and flowers, laughter, where to bury her, this is also Xiaomeng's last expectation.

In the year since Xiaomeng's death, he hasn't seen S smile, and that year is also the most difficult period for him, because S cut off everyone's contact and went in and out of the base like a stranger, including the old man, he didn't say a few words.

The old man also talked to him and asked him not to mind this matter, Xiaomeng's death was not his fault, and S was not taking revenge on anyone when he became like this, but blaming himself.

But he still can't get over the hurdle in his heart, every time in the dead of night, he will remember how reluctant Xiaomeng was to show the emotion in his eyes when he took the cigarette case to him, but at the same time how joyful.

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