Sun Chaozhong looked at Fang Mengwei, who was worried, and immediately understood. He walked up quietly, and without saying a word, he took the shirt from Fang Mengwei's hand.

A few minutes later, outside the dormitory, under the moonlight:

"Brother Chaozhong, you are really skillful! Will also this. Fang Mengwei exclaimed.

Sun Chaozhong quietly glanced at Fang Mengwei's bright eyes, and after being stunned, he hurriedly lowered his head and continued the needle and thread in his hand, and said, "It's nothing." "

"I heard that you are a sharpshooter in our training class, and you can even shoot your left hand with 100 shots." Meng Wei couldn't hide the envy and admiration in his heart.

"No matter how good the marksmanship is, it is only used to kill people." Sun Chaozhong said very lightly.

It was Fang Mengwei's turn to be stunned.

Sensing Fang Mengwei's unnaturalness, Sun Chaozhong didn't say any more.

"Meng Wei, I heard that you will sing the group song on behalf of the class tomorrow?"

"Well," Fang Mengwei said excitedly, "Brother Chaozhong, I'll practice again now, and you can help me give advice!" ”

Sun Chaozhong nodded.

(Song) "The sky is full of fires, blood is everywhere, and the Chinese nation has suffered an unprecedented catastrophe.

We have grown up in suffering, we have been tempered in the furnace of the great era, and we have become a revolutionary youth.

The rebirth of the party and the rejuvenation of the nation have been tightly pressed on our shoulders.

We swear to fight for the doctrine, we swear to sacrifice for the revolution, and we can only move forward for the war of resistance.

… The light is ahead, and victory is - tomorrow. ”

Fang Mengwei's voice was very good.

He sang with great dedication and passion.

Sun Chaozhong listened attentively.

"Brother Chaozhong, what do you think?"

"Meng Wei, you sing so well!"

"Brother Chao Zhong has won the award!" Fang Mengwei smiled embarrassedly. He paused, and then asked, "Brother Chaozhong, what were you thinking just now?" ”

Sun Chaozhong hesitated for a moment, and when he looked up, his eyes suddenly flashed with emotion.

"Meng Wei, what would you think if you had to do something as a last resort?" Sun Chaozhong's always soft and indifferent tone fluctuated.

Fang Mengwei looked at Sun Chaozhong with some surprise, and the smile just now gradually dissipated.

"I just said it casually." Sun Chaozhong bowed his head again.

"Brother Chaozhong, people always have a choice." Meng Wei looked at Sun Chaozhong and suddenly said very seriously.

Sun Chaozhong's hand stopped.

He glanced up at the night sky, where the moon was no longer visible, then turned to Meng Wei and said, "I hope so." When the last word was spoken, Sun Chaozhong's voice was hoarse.

Fang Mengwei looked at Sun Chaozhong and said sincerely: "Brother Chaozhong, I know your parents... It's gone. But, no matter what happens in the future, you still have me! ”

Those eyes were innocent and moving.

"Thank you, Meng Wei." Sun Chaozhong didn't dare to look at it again.

"It's so dark now that I'm going to be blind if I look at it any longer. Let's get it tomorrow. I'm really bothering you tonight! Fang Mengwei said hurriedly.

Sun Chaozhong whispered.

"What did you just say?"

I casually said something from my hometown. Nothing, I said it would be nailed. ”

"Oh." Fang Mengwei responded stupidly.

After a while, Sun Chaozhong finally bit the thread. He folded his shirt meticulously and handed it to Fang Mengwei.

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A few days after the graduation ceremony, Sun Chaozhong disappeared. Some say he was picked on a secret mission. Some say he was chosen for special training.

When they met again, Sun Chaozhong was already Xu Tieying's secretary.

Later, Sun Chaozhong's right hand was injured.

Later, Fang Mengwei beat Sun Chaozhong for Mulan.

Back then, it's long gone.

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Hong Kong:

One day, Fang Mengwei saw the shirt when he was tidying up his wardrobe.

The shirt that had been worn in front of Mulan.

Worn for many years.

Later, I didn't wear it for many years.

A lot of buttons are starting to loosen a bit.

Apart from... The button that was carefully sewn back then, stitch by stitch.

Back then, Fang Mengwei thought he had heard it wrong.

Later, he realized that he had heard correctly.

In fact, Sun Chaozhong didn't know that Fang Mengwei's hometown was in Wuxi, and he lived in Shanghai in his childhood. Wu Xing can understand the dialect.

Back then, Sun Chaozhong said that sentence very lightly.

Back then, Sun Chaozhong said, "Even if you are blind, I will help you nail it." ”

Back then, Fang Mengwei saw Sun Chaozhong smiling for the first and last time.

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That night that year:

Sun Chaozhong finally bit off the thread.

The thread is broken, and the thought is broken.

"Alright, the buttons are studded. Tomorrow you wear this shirt in three||Green |Perform at the graduation ceremony of the regimental training class, and your cousin will definitely be impressed with you. ”

Looking at Fang Mengwei, who was still blushing in a daze, Sun Chaozhong suddenly smiled gently.