Life comes to an end, where does it belong, Yu Wei doesn't know.

I only knew that her world was dark, and there was no sound, as if she had fallen into a sleep.

And in the dream, there is no long winter.

Perhaps, he took a step first and did not wait for her.

She was tired and just wanted to sleep deeply.

But there was a deep choked voice calling out to her all the time.

Her hands were held, and their palms were warm and moist, as if someone was crying.

She is still very sleepy, Changdong is no longer there, she has lived for more than ninety years, and in this world, there is nothing worth her nostalgia for.

When she was deep and wanted to sleep, her stomach thumped fiercely.

That familiar feeling, anyone who has been a mother will know it!

That's fetal movement!

How could she possibly have fetal movements?

At this time, the chaos in the ears was blurry and indistinct, and it had gradually become clear.

"Weiwei ......"

A young, hoarse voice kept calling in my ears.

Distant memories were awakened, and in the depths of the memory, this hoarse voice whispered in her ears for countless nights, calling her name and containing infinite love.

Slightly...... Slightly......

These two words seem to be his life.

It's Chang Dong calling her!

Yu Wei tried hard to open her eyes, but there was a force pressing her.

If the end of the road is a long winter, she will stop at nothing to get there.

No matter how many hardships and obstacles there are!

She did her best to see him again.

Yu Wei woke up.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, she opened her eyes when the first rays of sunlight of the morning hit the window lattice.

Looking at this room, Yu Wei was stunned, only to feel that he was still in a dream.

The room with all the girl's pink, the crystal chandelier, the dreamy tent, everything Lin Haimei gave her daughter was like a little princess.

And in such a room, Yu Wei tilted his head to see the man next to the bed.

His eyes were red, and it was clear that he had cried.

The moment he saw her open her eyes, the ecstasy in his eyes was so obvious.

This is not who Zhou Changdong is!

He was still so young, without gray hair, without wrinkles, and still with such handsome eyebrows, quite handsome.

Whether it's a dream or something else, Yu Wei can't care about it.

Thirty-six years!

For thirty-six years she guarded the lonely grave, and she could not see his face.

At this time, seeing him again, even if it was a dream, she didn't want to let go of him.

She put her arms around his neck, hugged him tightly, buried it in his neck and cried.

"Long Winter...... Why are you so ruthless...... Do you know how I got over all those years? ”

Yu Wei would feel strange when she cried, her voice was delicate, how was it different from that hoarse old voice?

Zhou Changdong hugged her tightly, choked up and couldn't speak.

He knows.

It's her back!

A month ago, he suddenly woke up from a dream in which it seemed like a lifetime.

After waiting for thirty-six years, the young Weiwei couldn't spend a full life with her, with these regrets, he died, but he didn't want her to accompany him down, and he arranged the aftermath before he died, and set her life.

It all seemed like a dream, and it seemed like it had really happened!

When Yu Weiguo proposed that he go deep behind enemy lines, Zhou Changdong suddenly understood that it was not a dream!

It was this time that they underestimated the enemy, and Yu Weiguo and his men were trapped.

When he rushed to help, he only rescued Yu Weiguo, who had only one breath left.

Amputation, serious injuries, life hanging by a thread.

When the memories of that scene rushed into his mind, he understood them all!