After sending Yang Rong back to the village at night, I didn't leave, and the two of us sat in Lao Qiao's house in the dim light, one holding a can of cold beer in his hand, and neither of us spoke.

During the day today, I received a message that Bang Kang had taken Dong Shan Bang, and some people saw the body of Young Master Bao, saying that he had died from a frontal bullet.

That is to say, from this moment on, the Wa State has come to an end, and there is no longer the Bao family in northern Myanmar, and all the shackles tied to me have been untied......

And I, at this moment, is only a lonely city left in Mengneng.

"I'm starting to trust fate a little bit."

That feeling is amazing, I began to understand the people I looked down on before, and began to feel that their superstitions are likely to have a certain reason, otherwise how could I toss and turn thirteen moves, and in the end there is only the city of Mengneng?

I raised my wine at Yang Rong.

Yang Rong casually clinked a glass with me and drank it in a big sip.

He didn't speak, most likely because he didn't know what to say.

We both just looked at the moonlight outside, and fell silent again.

"Hey, do you still remember what you told me about your social fear?"

After saying this, not only did I laugh, but Yang Rong also laughed.

But he's really not good at talking, so he didn't say much to me.

I suddenly had a feeling that this kid looked a bit like Old Joe from a certain angle. Of course, I'm not talking about temperament, I'm talking about looks.

He turned his head and looked at me and opened his mouth, presumably to say something, but finally closed his mouth and looked out the door again.

In fact, it doesn't matter what he wants to say, the tranquility of this night is what we have to exchange our lives for, so let's enjoy it for the time being.

I was a little tired of sitting down, got up and walked a few steps into the house, leaned directly on Old Joe's bed, and after lying down, I suddenly felt that there seemed to be something under me, and I reached out and took out a picture frame along the mattress.

That's Old Joe's favorite family photo.

But no matter how I look at the children in the photo, they are not like Lao Qiao, in order to confirm my judgment, I specially blocked Lao Qiao with my hand and looked at it for a while, and then went to see the children in the photo.

I know that it is Lao Qiao's son, and I even wonder if Lao Qiao spent unjustly and let people cheat him, but in fact, he did not leave offspring in this world, otherwise how could there be such a clear distinction between the two relatives? These two people are like the difference between silver and dollars, although they are both money, they are definitely different.

When I blocked Lao Qiao with my hand again and went to see the child in the photo, Yang Rong drank all the beer in the can, walked into the room, and asked at the moment when he opened the refrigerator and took the wine: "Aunt Fang sent the child a photo?" ”

He thought it was a photo that Aunt Fang sent me after giving birth and asked me to print it out and put it in a frame, otherwise I really couldn't think of anything that could be put in a frame and be so treasured.

I was stunned: "Don't you know this picture frame?" ”

Yang Rong took two cans of beer and handed me one, and I replied, "I haven't finished that yet." Then he asked, "You really haven't seen this frame?" ”

Yang Rong: "Why am I lying to you?" ”

I rushed at him and asked, "Do you take a closer look at this picture?" ”

Yang Rong took a serious look: "Where is this, the place looks like ......."

"Isn't this Old Joe?" Yang Rong took my hand from the photo frame, so that I couldn't continue to block Lao Qiao with my fingers, and shook my head: "What's wrong in the photo?" ”

I pointed to the photo and said, "Old Joe told me that the child in the photo is his son, and he spent money to save his thing and sent it abroad to find a woman to give birth; ”

He also said that the child still does not know who his biological father is, and he blames the pitiful.

Yang Rong listened to my narration and nodded slowly, then threw the photo on the table very casually, and opened the can in his hand: "I also want a child." ”

"I understand."

I put my hand on Yang Rong's shoulder.

His fear is like that of Old Joe at the beginning, when I thought it didn't matter if I lived in the mud, but once I had a child, I would start to feel dirty, afraid that the child would be hurt.

"It's not asking you!"

Yang Rong seemed to be very embarrassed by this kind of thing, and directly shook my hand off.

That made me laugh, as if I had finally found Yang Rong's weakness...... Then, he laughed out loud and scolded: "Second force." ”

I seem to see a piece of ice melting, and a buddy who can sacrifice his life for me is so kind: "Oh my ......"

"Do you dare to scold me now?"

I'm not angry, but there's no difference between a startled stance and a fight between a dead friend.

I rushed over with a single lunge, grabbing Yang Rong's shirt with both hands and just about to carry it......

Yang Rong's hand holding the beer didn't move, and the second I turned around, his empty hand went directly into the gap between my trouser belt, and then the back of his hand rushed at me, bending his arm slightly.

Hey, I've never seen this trick, I have to carry his pocket, his elbow is like an iron rod on my back, as long as I bend over, I will be hurt by the top, I can't carry it at all!

I!

Xu Ruifeng!

I've been in a martial arts school! I've fought black boxing!

What about Yang Rong?

Without saying a word, I raised my knees slightly, without hurting me, and put a pad on the key part of the crotch and the middle of the back buttocks.

Yang Rong also said: "Don't make trouble, I'm afraid of hurting you for a while." ”

I immediately remembered Bu Zhe'a's description, Bu Zhea said that he was not Yang Rong's person, and said that Ah Da had to be detained in front of Yang Rong......

How did I relax and forget about this stubble?

The one that hurt me was tugging at the people, and I guess that my virtue at that time could even show my teeth.

Yang Rong was also angry: "Don't pretend, I didn't touch you." ”

Ay...... I'm!

Convinced, okay?

I can't beat it and join in, can I shut up?

Hey, Yang Rong, I'm going to stretch out another finger with you, I'm your grandson!

I bent my neck and took a sip of beer, this coolness came down, and my body was completely soothed, not bragging, it really hurt.

When I finally sat down, my breath was even, and I turned around and asked, "You said that you are quite a normal person, why do you always like to be alone?" ”

"I wasn't like that before."

At this time, Yang Rongdu's back was also straight: "At the beginning, we were a group of children, like a group of piglets every day, and we were raised by Lao Qiao little by little in training. ”

"All of us had a good relationship at that time......"

"But everything changed as we grew up and started working in various roles in the army."

He looked me in the eye and smiled, but I couldn't feel any emotional flow: "The war is coming." ”

"I have to watch my closest brother die in front of me;"

"I have to carry my head back to the battlefield and just close my eyes and shout wildly, and I can't even move, Bjea;"

"I have to be in the middle of a hail of bullets to keep them alive with me as much as possible."

Yang Rong nodded as he spoke: "From there, I completely lost interest in meeting anyone, and later, I didn't bother to talk to strangers unless necessary. ”

Yang Rong pointed at me with his hand: "So, you try to kill me as much as possible......"

"Do me a favor." (End of chapter)