Nancheng Martyrs Cemetery.

A large area of pines and cypresses neatly divides the cemetery into small pieces, and at the top of the stepped cemetery is the still vacant cemetery, and the blank stone tablet is waiting for the later people to engrave the deeds of their lives and their loved ones.

As a soldier, life and death are the most common things in life.

Comrades-in-arms, relatives, lovers, and even wives and children must all embark on this inevitable path.

It's just that every time, it's the pain of starting anew.

The wind of early spring is not as cold and bleak as in winter, but it still keeps burrowing into people's clothes.

In front of the blank stone monument, five soldiers stood as straight as pines and cypresses, and the hems of their clothes were flying.

Feng Feng stood at the front, bowing his head and looking solemn.

Gu Tingjun and Ren Li stood behind him expressionlessly, and the two soldiers in the troops behind him had the same expressions as them, and the cold wind did not affect anything.

Feng Feng stood straight in front of the stone monument, and the moisture from the corners of his eyes was blown away by the cold wind as soon as it came out. After a long time, the corners of his eyes also dried up.

From the time he was adopted by the Zhuo family, his relatives were happy to be selected. His most respected couple entrusted him with their most precious daughter, but he still couldn't keep it!

A hundred years later, what face will he use to face the people who once trusted him?

"Feng Feng..."

Gu Tingjun stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder, one hand seemed to have unbearable weight, "Go back." ”

Feng Feng didn't speak, he gently stroked the brand-new blank stone tablet, and the sadness and sadness in his eyes overflowed.

“... Be. ”

The cemetery that occupies the entire hill is empty, and the people who leave lie alone in the ground, most of them without signatures. Only in this life, in the end, he didn't even leave his name.

The group of five people drifted away, the cemetery was left behind, and the living did not dare to look back.

In just two days, Feng Feng seemed to have experienced a serious illness, the whole person was lifeless, he had a cold face in everything he did, and the degree of freezing to death was close to Gu Tingjun.

"General, this is the information of that day, I have already sorted it out."

Feng Feng put the information on Gu Tingjun's desk, his face was calm, "It's nothing, I'll go and get busy first." ”

"Feng Feng."

Gu Tingjun frowned slightly, stopped him, and asked, "Why don't you ask me, why didn't you follow your arrangement and bury Dr. Zhuo and her parents together?" ”

Feng Feng now only wanted to avenge Zhuo Zhaoyun, and he said calmly, "You have your own intentions, I believe you won't harm me." ”

"Feng Feng," Gu Tingjun stood up from his chair and threw aside the materials he had just brought over, "If you don't mind, you can talk to me." ”

Feng Feng looked at him in surprise, trembling his lips for a long time before he spit out a sentence intermittently, "I, I, I don't know what to say..."

They are subordinates and comrades-in-arms, and their friendship is far from being comparable to ordinary friendship.

Gu Tingjun, who doesn't pay much attention to human emotions, can't stand seeing Feng Feng like a walking corpse all day long.

Feng Feng sat on the sofa, covering his face for a long time without saying a word.

Gu Tingjun didn't urge him, poured a glass of water and put it on the coffee table, quietly waiting for Feng Feng to recover himself.

"General," Feng Feng finally spoke, his hands still covered his face, and his voice sounded muffled, "I've been wondering if I was too concerned about Xiaoyun for the past few days, so I let her be poisoned!" ”

"If I had nothing to do with her, talk to her more, and see her more, wouldn't there be so much to do?"

He rubbed his face vigorously, took a breath and blamed himself, "Actually, since she was discharged from the hospital, I knew that she must have something to hide from me, but I thought she really wanted to change the status quo, so I left enough space for her and tried not to disturb her." I've done my best, but why is this happening? I'm the only one left with her, she's still so young! ”

Feng Feng tried his best to hold back the soreness in his eyes, he sat in pain, his resolute face was haggard and sad, the hand on his knees trembled because of the pervasive pain, and the green tendons from his temples were about to break through the skin.

"Feng Feng, these things are not your fault."

The clear and flat voice seemed to have a soothing effect, and Feng Feng's turbulent heart gradually calmed down. He wiped the sweat from his face and said in a deep voice, "I know, I just don't think it's fair!" Why can't the murderer always be caught, he already has eyebrows, but he is still escaped! ”

His long-suppressed anger finally came out, the feeling of depression in his heart was reduced a little, and his heart was not as sad as before.

Gu Tingjun maintained the attitude of a listener throughout the whole process, and the occasional sentence can always comfort people.

Feng Feng was his most valued comrade-in-arms, and he knew that these things could not defeat him.

Zhuo Zhaoyun's sudden departure will make him sad to the point of depression, but time will make him see a scrappy Feng Feng again, there is no doubt about it.

After chattering all afternoon, Feng Feng felt much better.

He wiped his face, exhaled and said, "General, I'm fine!" ”

"Hmm."

Gu Tingjun's reaction was still very calm, "What needs to be done has to continue, you can see the truth you want to see soon!" ”

The truth is buried in the sand, and time is like wind and dust, blowing the obstacles that cover it every day, vowing to make the truth public.

A small private plane quickly crossed the clear blue sky, with red totems painted on the white fuselage, like a national culture in the primeval forest that is not well known to the world, but it is strange and mysterious in the eyes of people who do not understand.

It has been a long time since the plane left the national city and traveled in the sky. The six-hour flight time is undoubtedly an ordeal for those on board.

And the purpose of the entourage this time was just to escort a man with a weak appearance.

From the moment he got on the plane, the man leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, deaf to the fragmentary thoughts around him.

The staff on the plane did not dare to slack off on this customer, but they were afraid to disturb him and did not dare to come forward to ask, only the waiter who followed him from beginning to end showed a disdainful expression.

"Sir, please dine."

He pushed the cart and stood in front of the man, laid out the tablecloth on the small table, placed the dishes in front of him one by one, and stood aside waiting for him to open his eyes.

The man frowned unhappily, closed his eyes and brushed all the dishes to the ground, then opened his eyes, stared at the waiter's gaze fiercely, gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words word by word, "I am a guest invited by your boss, not a hostage, you better not take this little pediatrics out and show it in front of me, it annoys me, be careful of your life!" Do you understand! ”

Only then did the waiter realize that he was following a ruthless character, and he hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, sir!" Understood! ”

The man didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, so he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes again.