As soon as spring began, Yan Ci drew a heavy stroke in his notebook.

She counted the "positive" words on the page, and the accumulated number of days was about to leap from two digits to three digits.

During this time, her patience was like a basin of water exposed to the scorching sun, draining little by little, bottoming out until it dried up.

She already felt like she was dying of thirst.

"Xiao Ci, next month there is a global geological academic exchange meeting, held in Melbourne, I was thinking, I will take you and Xiaoshi together."

Yan Ci nodded, "Okay." ”

"Then let's take advantage of this time to prepare."

Professor Sun said that he was leaving, but he stopped him suddenly.

"Professor!"

"I want to take a leave of absence, just two or three days."

Professor Sun didn't ask her why.

"The days are over? What kind of leave do you take for two or three days, isn't tomorrow the weekend, and you still need to ask me for instructions? ”

"Thank you, Professor."

got the promise, and that night, Yan Ci stepped on the train from Seoul to Ya'an.

The city of Ya'an was damaged by the earthquake, but it was not yet very serious, and it gradually regained its vitality after rebuilding day and night.

Re-entering Mengding Mountain, the cracked stone cracks can still see the traces of the past cracks, and the road up the mountain has also been diverted from the side under the obstruction of some boulders, only the thousand-year-old red bean tree stands on the top of the mountain.

In Yan Ci's heart, this sacred tree is more powerful than any god or Buddha in the temple.

She firmly believes that it can hear her heart's wishes, and she also believes that God can favor her again.

Suffering from natural disasters, there were fewer people coming, except for three or two locals who carried their burdens up and down the mountain, Yan Ci didn't see any backpackers along the way.

The proprietress of the commissary moved out a rocking chair to blow the wind in the open space outside the store.

"Boss, do you still know me?"

She stared at Yan Ci and recognized it, and suddenly let go of her confused and constricted brows, she had experienced life and death, even if she didn't know the other party's name, she could recognize her appearance.

"You're the one...... The girl who saved people! ”

The proprietress politely took out water and food and stuffed it into her hands.

"No, no, no."

"You're welcome, there are a lot fewer people going up the mountain, I can't sell these things, and I'll wait for them to expire when I put them away."

Yan Ci couldn't resist his enthusiasm, and accepted it, "I do have something to buy." ”

She pointed to the thousand-year-old red bean tree, "You should have the red silk cloth hanging on the tree, you should have it here." ”

"If it's more, I'll get it."

Yan Ci took advantage of her cat's waist to rummage through things, estimated the price of these things, and scanned the payment code to pay.

The proprietress took a bunch of them out and spread them on the counter.

"Come, see what you want?"

She introduced them one by one, "This one who is smooth sailing and seeks peace, this one who is rich and noble and seeks to get rich, and this one, who has been in good harmony for a hundred years and seeks marriage, and the ...... of children and grandchildren who are full of children."

Yan Ci: "......"

A variety of gold script fonts are printed on the red silk cloth in batches, so spread on the counter, like picking Spring Festival couplets.

She pointed to the blank red silk in the corner, "I want an empty board." ”

The proprietress immediately packed the rest away.

"Write it yourself, write it yourself, write it better, more spiritually."

The proprietress handed over the pen, opened the cap of the pen, and paused before putting down the pen.

She wants to be happy, she wants to be happy, she wants to be happy, she wants to be happy, she wants to be proud, and she is comfortable as usual.

There were so many wishes in her heart that there was no fit in this small piece of red silk.

Can't be so greedy, she can only admonish herself like this.

The stroke is very religious, and the simple two words are written for so long, all of which are her prayers.

Peaceful.

Shen Pingxiao's "Ping".

The red silk hung from the branches, and a gust of wind slid across her cheeks, as if caressing the unpresent man.

"Tree god, I've come to make a vow."

"If you can hear him, please bring him back to me safely again."

Yan Ci closed his eyes and conveyed his wishes to the ethereal tree god with his heart.

She sat down at the root of the tree, the red silk cloth fluttering above her head, and took out her notebook to add another one, exactly one hundred days.

Now she didn't even bother to make excuses, because she had nothing else to do but just wait.

With this stroke, she flipped to the last page of her notebook, pulled out the envelope that had not been touched so far, and slowly opened it under the protection of the tree god.

The letter paper is white and flawless, and the black handwriting seems to penetrate the pages.

She laid out the letter and read it word for word:

Yan Ci, seeing the letter is like me, it is as expected.

I'm glad I don't know when my feelings for you began, but I know that it will stay with me until the end of my life.

I didn't expect you to break into my boring life.

Thank you and sorry too.

There's so little I can give you.

I think that when I become a handful of white ashes and a photo, I can completely belong to you.

It seems to have become a less sad thing.

Yan Ci, I am happy.

You have to believe that I will turn into wind, into water, into another person, and still spare no effort to love you.

Don't read it.

Underneath the letter, there was another handwriting that he rubbed off, and the force of the tip of the pen penetrated to the back, almost piercing the letter.

Yan Ci didn't have to look at the light, he could clearly see what he wrote, and he erased it.

"I love you."

This simple sentence, Shen Pingxiao's dull and introverted personality, which he can't say in this life, can only be depicted on this letter paper, deepening one stroke at a time.

Yan Ci wanted to believe that this was a love letter, a unique love letter written by Shen Pingxiao to her.

But she can't deceive her tears, she can't deceive her heart and brain that are paralyzed by pain.

"Bastard, I want you to say it to me personally......"

"I want you to stand in front of me and say it to me!"

A cloud of fire burned in the sky, and the birds plunged headlong, finally breaking through the trap and leaping into the sky.

——

On the other side of the horizon, in the Gray Plains Special Military Zone, a multinational joint clandestine clearance operation is still ongoing, months of history.

Shen Pingxiao led the four people of the second detachment to gallop through the ruins.

"Wild bees, I found Taba's car and is fleeing to the residential area."

There was a stinging of electricity, and Ye Feng said.

"Keep an eye on it, I'll come right away."

The people in the car in front of them suddenly shot backwards, the reinforced car crackled and the bullets sneaked into the solid tires, eating and wiping them clean.

The car driving at high speed came to a bulge, and one didn't pay attention to it, almost overturned, and swayed left and right several times before it stabilized.

Shen Pingxiao followed closely behind, slammed the steering wheel, and the wheels climbed on the blew up municipal drainage pipe on the side, and chased after him steadily.

The road ahead is in good condition, and there are many fewer obstructions.

Shen Pingxiao held the steering wheel with one hand, opened the window with the other, and raised his gun to shoot at the tires of the car in front.

"Boom".

Almost jumping on the ground, the car overturned, and fell to the ground to stir up billowing yellow dust.

They immediately got out of the car and approached with their guns raised.

Shen Pingxiao was the only one of them who could communicate in English.

“Freeze！”

Bullets flew out of the yellow dust, forcing them to find cover immediately.

Shen Pingxiao listened to the sound to judge the direction of the bullets, and felt that they were moving quickly.

Sure enough, the yellow dust dissipated a little, and when there was visibility, I looked at it again, and the person was already gone.

"Brother Qian, the people have run away."

"In the nearby houses, search one by one."

The houses in the war zone have already been emptied, and the four of them have to search this area for all-round prevention and control, and just as they are about to enter the next room, Shen Pingxiao suddenly stretched out his hand to stop everyone's pace.

The blood stains that had been trampled on at the door in front of him were still sticking to the loess, and he could listen carefully to the movement coming from inside, and he could hear the sound of heavy gasps.

And the man hid inside.

The room was a clothing store before the war, and although most of the things were emptied, the walls were mirrored and facing the gate, and they would be seen by the Taba gang before they arrived.

He used his fingers as a command, two people forced people out with tear gas at the main entrance, and he took another person to squat at the glass window behind the side to make sure that nothing went wrong.

Everything was suffocatingly quiet.

"Bang" broke the window from the inside, and Shen Pingxiao, who was waiting on the side, immediately pounced on it and disarmed, and He Haiyang followed closely behind, controlling the two people.

The other two who tried to escape through the main entrance were also arrested.

Reinforcements had arrived from all directions, and helicopters hovering overhead were speaking in English.

“You are arrested！”

Taba, the armed leader of the Gray Plains region, was under Shen Pingxiao's control at this moment, his legs dripping with blood, staring at the sky with a pair of cloudy eyes.

At the end of the crossbow, Taba suddenly laughed with a shaky beard, and he stared at the soldier he didn't know.

“God bless you，Amen。”

He no longer struggled, but smiled calmly.

Shen Pingxiao's eyelids jumped, and he caught a glimpse of the little detonating cord that was exposed under his clothes.

He immediately pulled away and yelled back.

"Withdraw! He's going to blow himself up! ”

Ye Feng had just rushed over, and when he heard this, he wanted to go up against the flow of people to help him.

"Qian!"

Taba dragged his back to death, bounced up and dragged him back around his neck, and gritted his teeth in his ear.

“You are a lucky dog！”

Who the is going to be your lucky one!

Shen Pingxiao kept elbowing him, but all he hit was the explosives that Taba had tied to his body.

Seeing Ye Feng approaching, he blushed and roared.

"Don't come here!"

At the risk of his neck being broken, he woke up the muscles in his body, leaned back and slammed into Taba's head, throwing himself as far away as he could as he could as he stood.

"Boom ......"

The loud bang and the light of fire followed, and Taba was torn apart and shattered into a patchwork of flesh.

The shock wave blew Shen Pingxiao more than ten meters away, rolled twice on the yellow earth, and never moved again.

The side of his face was bloody and sticky, and I didn't know if it was his own or Taba's madman.

"Brother Qian!!"

The comrades-in-arms shouted with remorse and helplessness.

Ye Feng ran and crawled, calling his name.

"Shen Pingxiao !!"

He slid to his knees, looking at Shen Pingxiao as if all his flesh and blood were turned out, and he didn't know where to start to save him.

Ye Feng saw Shen Pingxiao's lips move slightly as if twitching, and leaned down against his mouth, only hearing his faint words.

"Don't tell her."

There was a fishy smell in the loess blown by the wind, which made the gunpowder smoke stain the blood, or the blood stained the gunsmoke.