Chapter 173: Madness in the Face of Death

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However, behind this kind of blood, there is often a shadow that is cold to the depths of the bone marrow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf such blood is the so-called life, then the back side of life must be death.

Isn't death necessarily a shadow?

The same Aunt Mei's next words also coldly seeped into the bone marrow, because it was also about death.

"But that's going to kill a lot of people. ”

Aunt Mei hides under the umbrella with a look on her face that doesn't know what it is, but there will definitely be no little girl's pouting of displeasure, and in the face of the heavy topic of death, any child-like emotion will turn into an emotion, an emotion of fear.

So Aunt Mei's words also hide deep fear.

Doesn't the fear of death represent the incomparable preciousness of life?

However, for this somewhat unconceivable topic, the general just drank the wine in his glass, and his glass always seemed to be so full, it seemed that there was always wine waiting for him to drink.

"But if you do that, you'll kill more people. ”

The wine went down, and the words came to the mouth.

"Not only our generation, but also the next generation, and the next generation, there will be more people who will die, die as other peoples, until the last Da Yin people die, and maybe there will be other people who have the blood of Da Yin to live as the Great Wilderness people, but Da Yin will be gone by then. ”

What does death mean in the end, whether it is a person, a thing, or a nation, death is nothing in the end.

Nothingness is the grave of death, but it is also the greatest sorrow of death.

The same is true of the death of the nation.

That's why the general has to resist.

Let the so-called nothingness not befall your own nation.

The general was still drinking.

Perhaps only drinking alcohol will make him forget for a moment those who will die in a future battle, those who will end up burying their own nothingness in order for the nation not to be empty.

Aunt Mei is not a man, nor is she a woman who swears to serve the country.

She's just a little girl, so she naturally cares about what a little girl should care about.

"But then you might die. ”

When the general heard this, he finally stopped drinking and laughed instead. As if death was not something to fear for him.

"I'm not going to die so easily!"

The general's eyes shone again, scorching brighter than the moon in the wasteland, and he was not afraid of death.

Is it that he believes he will not die?

Only the general himself and Aunt Mei know that he does not believe that he will never die, nor does he have any means to protect him.

Just because he really wasn't afraid of death.

The light in the general's eyes was quickly destroyed, and it was a word to let the light light shine, and it was still a word to let the light go out.

But she didn't. ”

There's a woman in the words.

Let that scorching light disappear from her eyes, and cover her with a layer of sadness that even pretending to be drunk can't hide, it's also because of her in the words.

The woman in the words is still the past her.

There was less wine in the jar that the general had placed beside him, and less wine in the cup in his hand.

But how can such a deep sorrow that is so deep to the bone marrow that something like wine can extinguish it?

It will not be extinguished, it will only intensify.

I still can't see Aunt Mei's expression when she says this, I can only see Aunt Mei's whitish fingers twisting the handle of the umbrella, and I can hear Aunt Mei's faint sound of water.

"She wants you to live well, and she wants you to go and see the moon in the northern wasteland instead of her. ”

"She wants you to drink the hundred-year-old brew from the deep well at home, and she wants you to grow flowers like the one on this umbrella. ”

She wants you to hear the last murmur of the wind chimes. ”

"So, she doesn't want you dead. ”

Aunt Mei was talking, and the general was drinking.

The general's wine never seemed to be finished, cup after glass, but at some point, there was no wine jar around the general, and at some point, the general drank not wine, but bitter tears.

"So, please don't die. ”

Aunt Mei finally showed her face under the umbrella, what a beautiful face it was, she used to always smile, but now it is such a pitiful face, two lines of tears, two willow eyebrows, how much sorrow she has done.

Half Cliff is the general's name, but it is also the name that the general does not want others to call.

The general is called Banya, but he doesn't want others to call him Banya, he is just a general, just an adult, or even just a master, and he doesn't want to be called Banya.

"Aunt Mei......" The general spoke, but he could only make a sound that was dry to the extreme, so faint that he could barely hear it.

But Aunt Mei kept looking at him, looking at him seriously and sadly. So no matter how faint the sound is, she can hear it.

However, when the general spoke, Aunt Mei interrupted him.

"Please call me Ling, Banya. ”

Although Aunt Mei is called Aunt Mei, she is not a real name with the word Mei, maybe she was really born beautiful, so the general called her Aunt Mei, maybe it was just because he didn't want to call her real name, so the general gave her a new name.

Aunt Mei wanted the general to call her by her original name, but the general didn't want to call her.

The general hoped that Aunt Mei would call him an adult and a general, but Aunt Mei was willing to call him by his original name.

Isn't it a little ridiculous, isn't it a little sad?

But in the end, the general still didn't call out Aunt Mei's name, the Lingzi.

He hid all his words in the wine, but the wine had already been drunk, and he could only pretend that he still had wine and drank his tears.

Are tears bitter?

At this time, both of them knew, and it was precisely because they knew that they were speechless.

There was only a small flower umbrella shivering in the hall.

The general was still drinking wine that didn't exist.

Non-existent wine is not intoxicating.

Unless that person himself is willing to get drunk.

"Aunt Mei, she's gone. The drunken general began to talk nonsense, if it was really the past, how could it bring him such sadness?

Aunt Mei couldn't tell whether the general was really drunk or fake, and she didn't want to tell the difference, because how much she hoped that the general's words at this time were not drunk, but heartfelt, even if it was to lie to herself.

Aunt Mei wanted to laugh, but the tears were still flowing, not for money, not for life.

I was supposed to laugh, but why did I cry even harder.

"I'm a little drunk, I'm going to be quiet. ”

When you are drunk, you should not go quietly, but you should go to sleep, maybe the general is really drunk, drunk and talking nonsense all the time. 、

But why can't nonsense be nonsense with a hidden heart?

The general was really drunk, and he really wanted to go quietly.

Where to go quietly? Go to a place where there is no Ling, no small flower umbrella, only wine to go quietly.

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Good luck to you.