The middle-aged man pinched a cigarette, squinted at the light, and slowly swirled.

The cigarette is printed with the tiny English word "Marlboro", a pale gold flower font, which once represented a business giant, and the "Philip Morris" group behind it was the world's largest tobacco company in the era of civilization, and this word was also the world's most famous and best-selling cigarette brand...... Translated into Chinese, it is widely known as "Marlboro".

"This is the last cigarette of the month." The middle-aged man sighed faintly, "But there are still twenty days left in this month, how can I live?" ”

"Then smoke less." The old man said, "You already have a problem with your lungs, and you should have quit this a long time ago." ”

The middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at him, "Will you stop breathing because of bronchitis?" ”

"No, it won't." Sean shook his head, "Smoking is as important to you as breathing?" ”

"It's more important than breathing!" The middle-aged man replied, "Breathing is only my physical life, but smoking makes me feel my presence." ”

"When you feel your presence, you're taking your life away all the time." Sean said lightly, "Do you know how long you have to live?" ”

"About three months? About half a year? The middle-aged man leaned back in his chair and put the cigarette in the palm of his hand.

Maxwell Sean was stuck in the sofa, he still looked the same spirited, since handing over the defense work of the security zone, the colonel's work pressure has been reduced by half, and during this time, Maxwell has lived very comfortably, sleeping until he wakes up naturally every day, eating well, and even gaining a few pounds.

"If you're lucky, there may be another half a year, if you don't smoke again for the rest of the year."

"That's over, there must not be half a year to live."

The colonel turned his head to look at the thin back of the middle-aged man, who was sitting in a chair, hunched over his back, one sleeve hanging empty, looking ten years old. In the battle with the Night King, the middle-aged man was seriously injured, and was torn off an arm by the Siren Banshee in the Huangpu River, and almost died.

If it had been twenty years ago, he might have been able to bear it, and he would have been able to recuperate and return to normal.

But now he is also old, not as strong as he was then, and not as energetic as he was then. He had reached such an age that his body could no longer make up for the trauma he had suffered, and a serious injury was enough to leave a lifelong disease that could not be healed until the end of his life.

"When did I first see you...... Old man? The middle-aged man looked out the window, took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit the cigarette in his hand.

"Twenty-two years ago." Maxwell Sean replied, "At the company's Beijing headquarters." ”

"I followed you from Beijing to Shanghai and then to Beijing and then to Shanghai, and after so many years of exile, I have never been stable." The middle-aged man bit the cigarette holder, a little dissatisfied, and a swirling smoke erupted from his nose, "If it wasn't for your brain, why would we come back here?" I have even pitted so many people, and I have lived so many years of hard life. ”

"Do you dare to turn your face against me because you see that your life is not long?" Sean asked.

"I've been wanting to turn against you for a long time." The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders, "It's useless to just turn your face with you, I can't beat you, and the people in the executive department don't listen to me." ”

"If you don't come back here, you won't be able to see the princess again." Sean said.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, took the cigarette from his mouth, and pointed at the colonel, "That's not a reason...... If I want to see Omega again, then I will come alone, because I can only be responsible for my own actions, and I will not bring so many people with me. I still don't know whether it was right or wrong...... Old man, I may have done a stupid thing with you, and we shouldn't have taken them out of the Beijing fortress. ”

"If it's regret, then your regret will come too late." The old man raised an eyebrow.

"It's not regret, I'm just reflecting on the fact that the decisions we made may not all be the right ones." The middle-aged man shook his head, "Confucius said that I want to save my body three times a day." ”

The colonel did not speak, his gaze fell on the opposite wall.

"Old man, do you remember the names on those tombstones in the academy meadow?" The middle-aged man sighed faintly, "From left to right, the first is Thorpe McCandles, the second is Lyuboka Valentina, and the third is ......"

Thomson Grissom, February 17, 2000 – March 9, 2044. The Colonel picked up, "followed by James Eric, November 8, 1999 – March 9, 2044, Angela Christie, August 1, 2020 – March 10, 2044, Gerry Niebel, June 22, 2012 – March 10, 2044, Harlan Griff, December 16, 2018 – March 10, 2044, Handy Hanks, February 17, 2020 - March 10, 2044, and Hastings Brown. Griffin, May 30, 2017 – March 10, 2044......"

"Do you have nothing to do with this?" The middle-aged man was stunned and rolled his eyes.

"I didn't recite this." The old man replied, "I will just go to their monument on the day of their sacrifice and send a bouquet of flowers, and I will remember it after a long time." ”

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time.

How many people have died in the safe zone over the years?

Who can remember it all?

But if no one remembers them, how can they prove that they ever existed? What is the meaning of their existence?

The middle-aged man shook off his cigarette, the ash fell on the floor, and he turned his head to look at the wall calendar.

"It's Valentine's Day in two days, do you think there will be a girl who will give me a gift?"

"You're a lot older, and you're still thinking about this?"

"People don't grow old?" The middle-aged man said, "Maybe I can meet a beautiful little girl who is willing to fall in love with me and give me a second spring in my life, and maybe I can challenge the limits of medicine and live another 50 years." ”

"I hear you!" A crisp girl's voice suddenly came from the laptop speaker on the desk, the computer screen lit up, the projector in the office was turned on, a white light fell on the wall, and Omega stood in front of the white backlight, "Do you want me to give you a gift?" Abel? ”

The middle-aged man was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

"When did you come to ...... I relied on omegas?"

"I heard you want a gift? What gift do you want? Omega smiled, narrowed his eyes and sharpened his little tiger teeth, revealing a murderous intent, "How about sending a girl to you?" ”

"No, no, no, no, I didn't say anything......"

The middle-aged man jumped up, the cigarette in his hand was scared away, and he turned his head to ask Sean for help, but in a blink of an eye, the old guy had already run away.