Under the cover of the rain, Liu Mengyuan and her party saw the door in the driver's seat of the car in front of them open. Then Xiao Chen stepped out of the driver's seat, stretched out an umbrella, and opened the rear door.

Liu Mengyuan saw it, it was two emaciated and clumsy figures, holding umbrellas, with their backs to them. It seems that the voice of the vicissitudes of life is the voice of one person between them. Because of this rainy night, Liu Mengyuan couldn't even tell whether the two were men or women, and could only vaguely see that they were two old men.

The 70-year-old Yun Feiyu said that this old man was an old friend of his, but in Liu Yaoxi's heart, he still did not rule out the possibility that he was the 70-year-old Yun Feiyu, although he said that he would meet them when they needed help. But now that this has happened, that Yun Feiyu has not yet appeared. This made Liu Yaoxi inevitably have some thoughts in his heart.

Xiao Chen glanced at them, his eyes seemed to want to convey something, but his eyes looked so unfocused.

"Aren't we leaving?" "Yun Feiyu" asked, looking at the taillights of the car in front of him and the three people next to him.

"Wait." Liu Mengyuan said softly, "Maybe they don't want us to know their identity. ”

"Who?" "Xia Mengyou" couldn't help asking.

"Those two people." Liu Mengyuan replied.

"Didn't you say that Yun Feiyu was an old friend?" "Xia Mengyou" asked rhetorically.

"Do you believe it?" Liu Mengyuan suddenly asked again, but this question confused the two people in the back row.

At another look, the three people had already walked into the cemetery with two umbrellas. Liu Mengyuan pulled out an umbrella: "Let's go too." ”

"I'll go, I didn't bring an umbrella!" Liu Yaoxi suddenly shouted.

"Come with me." Liu Mengyuan glanced at him and looked at him helplessly.

"Let's go." "Yun Feiyu" also opened the car door as he spoke, and with an umbrella in his other hand, he stepped out of the car.

The four of them also followed into the cemetery, surrounded by the regular arrangement of tombstones around it. The already sad atmosphere, coupled with the night and heavy rain, made it even more sad.

Liu Mengyuan and Liu Yaoxi walked in front, and "Yun Feiyu" and "Xia Mengyou" walked behind with an umbrella. Liu Mengyuan and Liu Yaoxi could still see the three figures and lights not far ahead, so they followed them and continued to move deeper.

As they go deeper, their vision narrows, and the feelings in their hearts are more different, grief, sadness, and loneliness come up in an instant. In the past, the faint lights and figures in the cemetery gradually drifted away. When they looked back, it was difficult to see the lights before, and the whole cemetery looked even more gloomy.

The two lines of people were in front of the other, both with the lights on, and they were still walking forward. The surrounding tombstones have gradually become fewer, and the view has gradually darkened.

Liu Yaoxi looked around, they had all walked into the back mountain now, and the environment had become even more eerie.

After walking for so long, finally, Liu Yaoxi saw the three people in front of him stop. But at this time, Liu Yaoxi also reacted, he still had to face the reality, and he still came here after all.

Liu Yaoxi was led by Liu Mengyuan and slowly walked over there. When the four of them were about to walk up to them, the two emaciated figures moved farther away, and Xiao Chen was still standing beside them. The two looked like they were making room for them, but in Liu Yaoxi's eyes, they looked like they were deliberately avoiding them.

However, this thought only flashed in Liu Yaoxi's mind, and as they gradually walked in, the five tombstones gradually came into view.

At this moment, the brains of the three went blank. Liu Yaoxi was stunned, and under the light of the flashlight in Xiao Chen's hand, five tombstones stood in front of them. Each tombstone is exactly the same, but none of the tombstones have names on them, these are five wordless tablets.

"As for the reason why there is no name on it......" Xiao Chen said slowly and softly, and did not say anything more in the second half of the sentence.

Liu Mengyuan held an umbrella and looked at the five tombstones in front of her one after another, and her heart was in unspeakable pain. After all, it was she who promised to give them back a normal life. And now that the tragedy has happened, there is no way for her to undo it.

"Here, almost no one passes by, and the scenery here is good." Xiao Chen spoke again, as if to comfort them, but they didn't listen at all.

Liu Yaoxi gradually squatted down, took the flashlight from Liu Mengyuan's hand, and lit up the blank tombstones one after another. These, there are their own brothers, there are people who want to live with her for the rest of their lives, there are brothers' girlfriends, there are future selves, and brothers come from the future girlfriends. Thinking of this, Liu Yaoxi couldn't help but smile bitterly. There were four people when they came, but now they are the only ones left.

Liu Yaoxi couldn't help but start recalling those moments again, the moments when his heart hurt to death. Could it be that this is the end? Liu Yaoxi was still asking herself. But the answer is already very clear, but he still has to ask, but he still doesn't want to accept it, but he still doesn't want to face it, even if it has happened. Thinking of this, Liu Yaoxi slowly lowered his head again and sighed deeply in his heart.

Liu Mengyuan looked down at Liu Yaoxi at her feet. Even with umbrellas, the rain was already drenching their clothes a little. Mixed with self-blame and grief for herself, Liu Mengyuan stretched out her right hand and gently put it on Liu Yaoxi's shoulder.

Liu Yaoxi looked up at Liu Mengyuan and collided with her eyes. With this look, they seem to communicate a lot, from comfort to encouragement, from sadness to commitment, from giving up to confidence.

Liu Yaoxi turned his head to look at the tombstone in front of him again, raised his hand to wipe his tears, took a deep breath, and then slowly stood up.

"Yun Feiyu" and "Xia Mengyou" also stood aside, and there was also an indescribable feeling in their hearts. The only thing that can be done is to be silent, mourning the former comrades-in-arms and comrades-in-arms who were born and died together.

And "Xia Mengyou", there is more of another feeling in my heart that is difficult to describe. The man who once took good care of himself, the man who was desperate to protect himself even if he lost his memory, the man who rushed out of the tenth floor of the crumbling building with his not his own, was gone, gone, gone forever. In the future, she will be the only one who will take care of her.

What she felt even more uncomfortable than these was that the shield that had been in front of her was still asleep when she was really in trouble. And when she finally woke up, he left, and she did it herself. It's not her, but in a sense, it's still her. It was these hands, with that sharp blade, that pierced his body.

"Xia Mengyou" is still struggling in her heart. Now she didn't even know if she was still hiding it in her head, if she had seen these scenes, and what her thoughts would be.

"Yun Feiyu" standing on the side, although his eyes were looking at the tombstones in front of him, he had been avoiding them in his heart. It seemed to him that while his comrades were fighting at the front, they themselves ran to the back and hid to rest. His self-reproach is the heaviest. "Yun Feiyu" has always felt that if he insisted on being there, then the tragedy might not have happened, at least not so tragically.

"Yun Feiyu"'s heart was already full of self-blame, and as for whether to drag it out or not, he didn't think about it at all.

"Yun Feiyu" didn't even dare to look directly at those tombstones, he only felt sorry for them. Even "Ye Fenglan", the most, of course, is also "Ye Fenglan", he actually watched that "Ye Fenglan" was engulfed by the explosion, but he couldn't do anything. "Yun Feiyu" has been suffering from the torture in his own heart, unable to extricate himself and unable to forgive.

The old man and the old woman watched from the sidelines, mourning them in their hearts. And every move of these people in front of them is also in full view.

I don't know when, Xiao Chen suddenly took out a bouquet of flowers, stepped forward, and gently placed it in front of the tombstone in the middle, and then slowly retreated.

I don't know how long they stood again. The rain has not stopped, nor has it become lighter, but it has hit these four umbrellas irregularly. Everyone listened to the sound of the rain around them, and they didn't move for a long time.

Suddenly, the old man and the old woman, standing not far away, turned away without warning. Only Xiao Chen, who was standing aside, noticed this. Xiao Chen looked at the two figures that were gradually moving away, and then turned his head to look at the four people who were still immersed in their respective worlds, not knowing how to speak.

Xiao Chen only saw the light fade away, and he was hesitant whether to speak or not. Xiao Chen's mouth opened slightly, wanting to speak, but he couldn't speak.

It wasn't until Xiao Chen could barely see the two figures clearly that Xiao Chen finally made up his mind: "Let's go, it's so late, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Chen felt that he had said a nonsense, because the four of them didn't move at all.

The first to react was "Yun Feiyu", he gently patted "Xia Mengyou" on the shoulder with his right hand, and did not speak. When this action was made, it was almost half a minute after Xiao Chen spoke, and Xiao Chen just looked at it and didn't speak again.

"Xia Mengyou" turned her head to look at "Yun Feiyu", "Yun Feiyu" looked at her with comforting eyes, and the corners of "Xia Mengyou's" eyes seemed to have already moistened, and it could be seen that she was still holding back.

"Yun Feiyu" looked at Xiao Chen again, nodded slightly, and said that he could leave. "Let's go." Then he said to Xiao Chen and Liu Mengyuan, Liu Yaoxi.

"Hmm." Xiao Chen also nodded in response, and then moved his gaze to Liu Yaoxi.

"Let's go." Liu Mengyuan also said to Liu Yaoxi.

"You guys go first." Liu Yaoxi still put his hands in his pants pockets, looking at the tombstone in front of him blankly.

The remaining four exchanged another look, and Liu Mengyuan stretched out her hand holding the umbrella and placed it in front of Liu Yaoxi. Liu Yaoxi looked back at Liu Mengyuan and was stunned, but still took the umbrella.

"Don't be too late." Liu Mengyuan only said three words. I don't know when, Xiao Chen has already walked behind Liu Yaoxi, and Liu Mengyuan suddenly shuttled under Xiao Chen's umbrella.

"Hmm." Liu Yaoxi looked at the rest of the people again, and nodded slightly, "You guys go back first." ”

……

In the darkness not far away, a figure that had stood for a long time flashed and disappeared. In an instant, the whole world was only desolate, miserable, and desolate.