"Tongues, it's dark!"

Yan Hongchang walked over from a distance, sighed, and stood aside looking at the dialect sitting on the ground.

"Yes! It's dark......" Fang Yan sat in front of the stone wall, looked at the names on it, and sighed.

"Brothers, let's go!" He said solemnly, lifted the wine bottle on the ground, turned the bottle upside down, and threw all the wine on the ground......

"Let's go!" Fang Yan stood up, turned his head to look at Yan Hongchang beside him and said, and then staggered forward, he just wanted to get drunk now, but he also knew that he couldn't get drunk now.

"Alas!"

Yan Hongchang sighed and turned his head to look at the huge stone wall behind him, which was the memorial ground of the Massacre and Killing Memorial Hall.

With a slight bow, Yan Hongchang turned around and walked in the direction where Fang Yan left, he had just come by fighter plane from Beijing, and then galloped all the way to this place directly.

He received the news from Ling Ya, and probably knew where Fang Yan had been last time, but he didn't expect that it would be at the most cruel time and place.

……

"You know what?" Fang Yan looked out of the car window and muttered, "I really can't save them, I can't save ......"

There was a hint of choked in his tone, and the dialect at this time was like a child, lonely, he was in the last time and space, and his emotions had been well controlled, because he was afraid.

He was afraid of his emotional breakdown, he was afraid of his own death, he was afraid of many things, so he wanted to make himself look strong and strong, at least, until he died, the hearts of his brothers would not be scattered......

And now, he is gone, the tight strings in his heart can no longer be tightened, he has been through a lot, but he is also still young and still a child......

"How many died, how many you saved." Yan Hongchang said, "Even if you save one more person from inside, it's still one person!" ”

Yan Hongchang's words were loud, looking at the dialect next to him, he knew that this drum could sound, but it had to be hammered, and he didn't know how heavy the burden would be on his shoulders in the future......

Fang Yan turned his head, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at Yan Hongchang, a bloody aura emanated from his body, and he roared hysterically, "What do you know, you will never know......"

"Smack!"

Five fingers were imprinted on Fang Yan's face, and he was stunned, looking at Yan Hongchang beside him, stunned.

"I know that my eldest son died on the battlefield." Yan Hongchang said, "Since he set foot on this road, I have told him, you choose this road, don't regret it, now, I will also send you a word." ”

"This road, I chose you, whether you want to go down or not, you can only go on, whether you live or die, it's all up to you, you can do as much as you can, don't be too greedy."

Yan Hongchang said these words solemnly, leaned his head on the seat, "Do you know? I used to be greedy, I wanted my son to make a difference, and now, I just want him to live well......"

"Yes, I'm too greedy......" Fang Yan was silent, and said bitterly, that slap really woke him up.

In 1937, for him, he was just a passerby after all, and everything he could have done was done......

"Wait a minute, take a good shower when you go back, eat something, don't think about anything, and get a good night's sleep." Yan Hongchang said, although the dialect seemed to have energy, it couldn't hide the deep tiredness between his eyebrows.

"We'll talk about everything tomorrow." Yan Hongchang thought for a while and said.

"Good!" Fang Yan nodded and spat out a word, "I want to go home and see my father, I think, I probably won't see him for a long time." ”

Yan Hongchang nodded, he hadn't thought of this question at first, if it wasn't for Fang Yan mentioning it, he would probably take him directly to Yanjing tomorrow.

"Okay, you can go home tomorrow!" Yan Hongchang looked at Fang Yan and said, "But there is not much time, you know, you can't do much in a month......

"Hmm!" Fang Yan replied, turned his head to look out the window, the blood in his eyes began to slowly dissipate, but the breath of gunsmoke on his body would last for a long, long time......

He knew that in the future, he would experience countless challenges, and this war might be just the beginning......

……

Maybe it was subconsciously thinking that he was still on that battlefield, Fang Yan slept very lightly this night, and was woken up a few times in the middle, but finally fell asleep.

"Goodbye ......"

As if saying goodbye to 1937 in a dream, two tears appeared in his eyes, running down his cheeks and soaking the pillow under his head.

No one bothered, and it wasn't until the next day when the sun was three o'clock that he woke up, wiped the dried tears on his face, and finally a smile appeared on his face when he looked at his own era.

Packed up his things, in fact, there was nothing to pack up, changed into the civilian clothes prepared for him by Guoan, he washed up, looked at the already emaciated face in the mirror, and smiled bitterly.

After tidying up his appearance, Fang Yan also walked out of the door and came to the hall below, Yan Hongchang was sitting on the sofa next to him, holding a newspaper and reading quietly, and there was a pot of tea on the table.

"Awake?" Yan Hongchang put the newspaper on the table, picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea.

"Hmm!" Fang Yan picked it up and took a sip, a faint bitterness wrapped around the tip of his tongue, and then slowly turned into a sweetness.

"I'll go home today, and I'll go back to Yanjing tomorrow." Dialect said.

"Yes! Everything that should be prepared is ready, just waiting for you......" Yan Hongchang said, "Go home, don't talk too much about what happened to you with your father, you are now a graduate student of Professor Huang Zhenguo." ”

"Don't be too strict, I'm just a student." Fang Yan said that when he didn't want to go back, he was followed by several black-clothed bodyguards.

"Yesterday was just a special case, and your affairs will be handled in a low-key manner in the future." Yan Hongchang replied, there was indeed some fuss yesterday, but I can't blame them, it's just that the current identity of the dialect is too important.

The country seems to be peaceful now, but it is also turbulent underneath, and any wind and grass may be detected by some well-intentioned people.

"Okay, let's go!" Fang Yan put the cup back on the table and stood up, ready to walk towards the door.

"Wait, you forgot about this!" Yan Hongchang stopped Fang Yan, took out the box on the side, and said, "Give it to your father!" ”

Fang Yan paused for a moment, silently took it, looked at the health care products in his hand, and said softly, "Thank you!" ”

He really didn't send anything to his father a few times when he was so big......