"I hope that the wish I made will blossom all the way, and escort the dream at that time to withstand the wind and sand."

—A letter to Ah Xiao

Gu Xiao found this letter in Yu Tian's study after collecting troops to quell all the civil strife in Jiangcheng.

Outside the study, the lieutenant general guarding the door gritted his teeth and was worried.

Vice General Liu Feng watched Gu Xiao and Yu Tian support each other in the troubled times, walking through the thorns and ups and downs step by step, and now it is finally easy to calm down the war, but Yu Tian died, and the order that directly killed Miss Yu was even given by Gu Shaoshuai himself.

Others still feel unbearable to watch, and Gu Shaoshuai's pain can be imagined.

Thinking of Gu Xiao, who was so tired that he refused to lie down to rest after sitting at the desk night after night, Liu Feng's throat choked slightly.

Since that day, when Gu Shaomari personally hugged the scarred body of Yu Tian on the city wall, Liu Feng no longer dared to mention Yu Tian's name in front of Gu Xiao, and his subordinates were strictly forbidden to talk about it.

But this Jiangcheng is the place where Yu Tian and Gu Xiao grew up together, the two of them were childhood sweethearts, and they walked almost every inch of this small city, no matter where they went, there were traces of the two of them once together.

Liu Feng didn't dare to think deeply about Gu Xiao's pain, he only felt faintly uneasy in his heart, because Gu Shaoshuai was too depressed and introverted these days, and his heart hurt to the extreme, but Liu Feng had never seen him shed a single tear, since he had been placed in Yu's house that day, he had never been to Yu's house, nor had he mentioned Yu Tian, and he had devoted himself to military affairs, and he had ruthlessly dealt with the group of stubborn warlords in Jiangcheng.

It wasn't until the matter was dealt with that this was the first time that I came to the Yu family, which was full of white silk, and entered Miss Yu's study with a cold face.

Liu Feng was always faintly uneasy in his heart, afraid that Gu Shaoshuai would have a will to die, so he quietly followed Miss Yu Tian after the cooking.

But he didn't dare to disturb the young marshal, so he could only paced back and forth anxiously outside the study, glancing inside from time to time.

In the study, looking at the familiar handwriting, Gu Xiao's fingers trembled slightly, his thin face was as cold and hard as ever, and his clenched back molars revealed the waves in his heart.

[Ah Xiao, seeing the words is like meeting.

When you open this letter, I should have been in another world, and when I think about this, I can't help but feel a dull pain in my heart, but not because I am afraid of death, but because I can't bear to leave you alone in this world.

In fact, ever since I was diagnosed with a terminal illness, I have been thinking about writing this letter, but I was emotionally tedious and ultimately unable to put it down.

Until now, the situation in Jiangcheng is critical, and I don't know when I will go to that life and death, so I hesitate again and again and put down the pen, my thoughts are chaotic, and I hope that Ah Xiao will understand.

At the forefront, what I want to make clear to Ah Xiao is that I don't care about life and death. When I was still young and ignorant in the cardamom years, I had this idea, but I didn't think about it at the time, but out of pure patriotism, I was subjectively willing to give my blood for what I thought was worthwhile.

It wasn't until I was forced to go abroad and look at the current situation of China from a critical perspective abroad that this idea became clear step by step.

It takes blood to build a new nation on a devastated land, and while some fall on the road, many others will take the road, and I have witnessed the sacrifice of many brave predecessors, and I salute and mourn them, but I am not afraid to join them in being a part of it—and even proud of it. 】

When Gu Xiao saw this, he felt as if his heart was tightly wrapped in a sharp and thin net, and every heartbeat would cause bloody pain, and even his breathing was filled with a dull pain.

He seemed to have guessed what Yu Tian would say next, and the green tendons on the back of his hand flared up, and it took all his strength to suppress the urge to close the letter.

The first sentence comes from the song "Flowers All the Way"

(End of chapter)