Chapter 189: He is Ge Gehao

Smoke and warm breeze.

It is a peaceful and tranquil little village.

At the head of the village, a simple house. The unkempt young man's eyes were distracted, staring at the dark night for a long time without moving.

In the dimly lit corner of the room, a shabby camouflage uniform was stacked haphazardly. In the half-hidden pocket, a picture of a young man laughing was also covered with dust.

The young man had stumbled into the village three days earlier, and he had bloodshot eyes and red eyes, like a madman. The villagers who came to watch the youth were caught off guard and many people were injured.

The old village chief tried his best to leave behind the mad young man, leaving a dilapidated hut to shelter from the wind and rain for a while.

This is a man with a story!

After all this, the old village chief left without saying a word.

As if receiving the kindness of the old village chief, the unkempt madman stopped taking the initiative to attack the villagers within three meters of him, and got into the hut, which was quiet.

The villagers had no choice but to "tacitly" stay away from the lonely house and not disturb them in any way.

There is no trace of a modern city in the small village, and the villagers work at sunrise and return at sunset. When it's time to eat, clouds and smoke will rise from the farmhouses, gently lingering over the village, like a fairyland on earth.

Unkempt young people stay at home, fireworks do not appear, but they do not necessarily starve to death.

Three days passed, and the old village chief died.

The old disease that had been delayed for many years broke out, how could the old village chief resist it, but there was still a trace of regret in his cloudy eyes.

On the day of the funeral, the young man came, and his unkempt head was gone, just a bald man with a beautiful face.

"It's that unkempt madman!" exclaimed one of the villagers.

Although they were afraid of the madman's madness, the villagers still tried their best to guard the coffin of the old village chief, for fear that the young man would make trouble.

"He's a soldier before, right?" he seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to ask softly, but now he was upgraded to a bald maniac in the eyes of the people.

No one answered, only heavy breathing and undisguised hostility.

Suddenly, the young man took off his military camouflage uniform, folded it neatly and sent it to the fire.

Hats didn't have them in the first place, otherwise people wouldn't have known that the young man had shaved his head.

The young man watched silently as the uniform burned in the flames. The burning ...... It seems to be the soul of a young man, the soul of a soldier!

Raising his eyes and slowly sweeping over the villagers guarding the coffin, the young man's eyes seemed to be on the eve of returning to the light, and suddenly the light was shining.

Then he turned around, and the young man's eyes returned to silence. One step, one step at a time......

Time to go. This is not your place.

But the world is so big, where will it really be a place for you?

Maybe not at all, maybe it's everywhere. So......

The young man stood still, staring straight at her at the entrance of the village, very suddenly.

And her appearance shocked the villagers no less than the bombshell effect caused by the madman-like behavior of the young man three days ago.

Woman, very fairy. Fairy-like temperament, but not indifferent and rejecting people thousands of miles away.

attracted the villagers, especially the young man who was in his prime to peep secretly.

"Burn that, good. The woman's voice was crisp and soft, "But it's not good for you to leave." ”

"Why not?" said the young man softly, with a twitch in his throat.

His words were few. But there aren't many of hers.

"Stay, I'll stay with you. The woman walked past the young man, bowed respectfully to the coffin, and then walked through the crowd towards the lonely room not far away.

The young man's face was expressionless, as if he was indifferent. Villagers carry the coffin of the old village chief and bury it in a cemetery outside the village.

When they came back, the young man was no longer in the same place.

The lonely house also began to have cooking smoke, drifting and drifting.

The strange behavior of the bald young man and the mysterious woman aroused the strong attention of the villagers intentionally or unintentionally in this palm-sized village for a while.

Listening to their conversation, the two are very familiar with each other, are they husband and wife?

On this day, the bald young man sat on the threshold, overlooking the scenery of the mountains, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and slowly exhaled the smoke ring.

"I don't understand you!" After a few days of silence, the bald young man finally couldn't help but speak.

The woman sat quietly in the burrow, her expression unusually calm: "You will understand. ”

The bald young man's eyebrows were tight, and he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth again.

The woman began to discipline the bald man: "I also have these two packs with me, if you don't mind, you can smoke them early, and then there will be no smoke to smoke." "It's like the identity of the hostess of the house!

The bald young man smiled, didn't care about anything, shook his head and said, "If you have it, you can suck it, and if you don't have it, you won't suck it." ”

The woman stared at the man for a long time before she said, "You weren't like this before. ”

Before?

Subconsciously caught this word in his mind, and the bald head hesitated: "You seem to be used to me?"

The woman stopped talking.

The bald head didn't ask any more questions.

The days passed very dullly, the man felt the carefree in the countryside, and the sorrowful lock hidden between his eyebrows finally gradually opened.

For the next few days, the two did not say another word. The relationship between each other is more and more tacit and harmonious.

It lasted a long time, and the time was ...... Half a year!

Out of nowhere, the woman pulled out two colorful books and threw them on the table.

"What?" the bald head couldn't help but ask first.

The woman smiled: "Good things, for you." ”

The woman is mysterious inside and out, her eyes don't blink to see that the bald man's eyebrows have already been completely opened, and his face is full of sunshine, more and more like a normal person.

The bald man flipped open the tightly wrapped book cover, and was greeted by a stupid comic book character.

"Ah...... Looking at the small words on the book, the man's mind couldn't help but be attracted by the content of the book, and read it with interest.

But it's interesting.

Seeing this, the woman sighed secretly, her eyes changed from her signature smile in the past, and it was full of affection.

The woman mysteriously disappeared, just as she mysteriously appeared here that day.

The bald head pulled out the last cigarette he had saved, lit it silently, and the two so-called comic party books were casually spread out in the corner of the table.

Uniform.

Woman.

Comic Book ......

These words kept flashing through the bald man's head, as if he had caught something but couldn't do it.

"You let me stay here and spend half a year to eliminate the grudge in my heart, for ...... "A man is not stupid, he has long understood a woman's intentions.

It's just that he vaguely feels that some things really should be put down. It's hard to change anything on your own......

The wind was usually strong at night, blowing the two books through the "window" of the bald man's humble house.

The sound of the pages "rattling" attracted the bald head, and the attention couldn't help but fall on the intermittent turning of the page.

Soon, the page was turned to the end, but at this moment, the man seemed to have been struck by lightning.

The sealed memory light clusters in his mind were all unsealed in an instant, filling the head of the bald young man!

Ge Ge is good, Ge Ge is good......

It turns out that my name is Ge Gehao.

Before the bald head fell unconscious, the corners of his mouth rose in a shallow arc, and then he fell into the darkness