Old Man Sheng blessed the two juniors.

looked at the old squad leader Bo who was coming towards him, and there was more loneliness and heaviness in his eyes.

Holding a small mushroom in his hand.

In his mind, he was the blood and strength of the brothers who went into battle together when he was young, and looking at the old squad leader on crutches who was gradually approaching, Old Man Sheng's face was solemn and serious.

Facing the old squad leader who was gradually approaching him, he saluted a standard and solemn military salute!

"Old squad leader—" The three words spilled softly.

It is the feelings of brotherly love, and the gratitude and respect for the old squad leader who came to visit him who was seriously ill on crutches!

At this time, seeing the old squad leader of his comrades-in-arms again, Mr. Sheng also fulfilled his wish.

The old man Sheng under the sun saluted the most standard military salute, and it seemed that he was still the young man who had just gone into battle to kill the enemy, which made the old squad leader Bo Zongchong, who was gradually approaching, reddened his eyes.

Stretching out his trembling hand, he returned a military salute to Old Man Sheng, and also replied to his most sincere and deep brotherhood for him!

It's just—

Old Man Sheng, who was saluting, gradually dimmed in front of him.

Consciousness begins to dissipate.

At last.

He only murmured very lightly: "Qiqi, grandpa can't wait...... You....... ........"

The extremely weak voice fell.

Nancy next to him sensed that something was wrong with him, and immediately squatted beside his wheelchair, but saw that the old man's hand had gradually fallen.

"Grandpa!!! blurted out a hoarse voice, hoarse.

Yang Nancy lay on the side of the old man's wheelchair and cried uncontrollably.

I couldn't stop the tears, and my heart seemed to be missing.

She always has an inexplicable feeling for Mr. Sheng, as if they have known each other for a long, long time and are still very close. E-book bar

Looking at the hanging hand, Yang Nancy cried.

"Grandpa....... Grandpa........"

"You still have to wait for Sheng Qi's ......... Grandpa, open your eyes and look at me again........"

"Grandpa....... Sheng Qi is trying to get back, you wait for her........."

Her hand was still held in the palm of the old man's hand.

The thin glimmer beside him did not withdraw his hand, but dragged Nancy and Old Man Sheng's hands with his own hand, supporting the closest bridge between the two.

This is the closest Nancy has come to Old Man Sheng.

Recently, it is also the farthest distance between life and death.

For the rest of his life after a long, long time, Yang Nancy couldn't forget this scene, nor could he forget Old Man Sheng's voice and appearance.

I regret that I didn't call 'grandpa' a few more times in the company of this day........

Old man Bo Zongchong's hand was still raised in mid-air.

The crimson eyes looked at the old comrade-in-arms with his eyes closed, and he never had the courage to take a step forward from a distance of ten meters.

"Lao Sheng........ Lao Sheng .......... "A hoarse voice was transmitted in the wind.

The distance of ten meters is separated by the lives of two old comrades-in-arms and brothers.

In the future, at the gathering of the old comrades-in-arms, there was one less person, and there was one more black and white photo........

Bo Shimmer watched Nancy cry sadly, and held her and Old Man Sheng's hands, protecting them in the palm of his hand.

Looking at Old Man Sheng, who had closed his eyes, he bowed his head slightly, showing his respect. also in front of the old man, as if he used his actions as a promise, he told Old Man Sheng again that he would definitely do it.

In this life, I will definitely hold Nancy in the palm of my hand like this.

A promise, a lifetime.

The promises and promises he made before Old Man Sheng died, he will definitely do it well!