chaotic world

After they left, a Japanese officer stepped on the polished riding boots and climbed to the ruins of Zhou's house in a leisurely manner.

As soon as the battle started, he made people focus on the Zhou family's old house, maybe his son came back.

Really come back.

The burning old house of the Zhou family illuminated his face.

His hair was already gray, but his eyes were still piercing. He looked in the direction of the group of Chinese deserters and couldn't move his eyes for a long time.

He didn't direct his men to chase after him.

Don't chase after the poor.

What he wants is not life and death, what he wants is to be captured alive.

When you get back, you have to ask him carefully—do you know that I am your father?

Song Shudong was as anxious as an ant on a pot, he was on fire, and Du Yunfeng was too unreliable, so he retreated immediately.As the brigade commander, he actually deserted.

The car was coming at a high speed, and he stood on the steps and watched without changing his face. In fact, a hanging heart has not yet calmed down.

Zhao Xiaohu ran over and opened the car door, Du Yunfeng jumped down covered in mud, blood and dirt mixed on his face.

Song Shudong became nervous and went down the steps unconsciously, wanting to see what kind of injury he had suffered.

As soon as he approached, he saw Du Yunfeng bent over and leaned into the car again, making a big living person out of a fight.

Song Shudong's heart hung up again.

That person was also covered in mud, his face was covered with dust, his head was hanging in the crook of Du Yunfeng's arms, and his hair was hanging down, revealing a distressed face.

It's Zhou Lan!

Zhou Lan!

Song Shudong froze on the spot.

Du Yunfeng didn't care about him at all, he hurriedly hugged him tightly to the brigade, and shouted without looking back: "Get some hot water."

The orderly went.

Song Shudong yelled belatedly: "What are you doing in there, you're going to retreat."

"You lead the team to retreat. According to the established plan, I will rest my feet and go to the team." Du Yunfeng hurried in with Zhou Lan in his arms.

"You are the coach, how can you..."

Du Yunfeng didn't seem to hear it, and had already gone in.

crazy

Du Yunfeng washed the hot towel with his own hands, and wiped Zhou Lan out little by little. His eyebrows and eyes were fine, but his face was swollen.

His slap was too heavy.

When he wiped his hands, he realized that Zhou Lan's hands were worn out, and the wound on the severed finger had even worn out the bone. He immediately called for a military doctor to sterilize the wound urgently, applied a lotion, and carefully put on a bandage.

After doing this, Zhou Lan still didn't wake up.

Du Yunfeng wiped his face and neck with the used water. His face was not injured at all, so how could it be all blood and mud?

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized that it was Zhou Lan's blood. His broken finger was a cross-section, and it was difficult to heal when it was broken, and it was bleeding all the time.

After changing into clean clothes, he sat beside Zhou Lan.

There was still a set of clean clothes at hand, and he wanted to change it for Zhou Lan, but his hands reached for the buttons, so he hesitated.

If he wants to change his clothes, it should be done, and there is nothing to shy away from.

but,

For the first time, he thought, is Zhou Lan shy?

Zhou Lan felt a tingling pain in his hands in a coma, and frowned. He opened his eyes hard and saw Du Yunfeng's silhouette. He sat quietly beside him, stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and stroked his tenderly. Fingers, as if to study whether he lost the two fingers can grow again.

Is it a dream? Zhou Lan hesitated for a moment. After all, he was used to seeing this person in his dreams.

But my hands hurt.

Zhou Lan endured the pain and didn't move. He was stunned for a moment, why is Du Yunfeng here?

He rolled his eyes and saw the surrounding environment clearly. The simplest marching barracks looked like. The bed was hard and narrow. There was a military uniform hanging on the side wall, which looked very tall.

So this is Du Yunfeng's living room.

So why am I here?

Oh, when I think about it, my heart picks up.

Slightly trembling fingers pointed out that he had betrayed him, Du Yunfeng looked back at him, just looked at him, without moving or speaking.

Zhou Lan withdrew his hand, Du Yunfeng clenched it tightly, hesitated for a moment, and then let go.

Zhou Lan sat up and was silent for a moment before he opened his mouth: "My mother..."

Du Yunfeng: "Buried."

As soon as Zhou Lan closed her eyes, she cried silently, her whole body trembling with the breath.

Du Yunfeng's eye circles were also red, and he leaned forward and hugged him into his arms.

In the warm embrace, Zhou Lan concentrated on crying for a while, without any scruples, without any other thoughts.

The mother who has worked so hard to bring him up, she still misses him, protects him, and paves the way for him to escape. Such a weak woman has been lonely and loyal all her life, but she has never complained, and he is still making her angry. , refused her request bluntly, ignored her heart-piercing crying, and left home directly ignoring her.

How difficult can it be?No matter how difficult it is for him, he shouldn't make it difficult for his mother.

The son wants to support but the relative does not wait.

Zhou Lan wailed, and all the orderlies outside the house were silent, stealing eyes and looking at Song Shudong with a livid face.

That expression was almost unreadable.

A person with a gentle personality, he doesn't easily conflict with others, even a soldier dares to cheat on him, but he is so angry and furious by the voice in the room, he feels that the air around him is about to be ignited by him.

"Leave 5 guards, and all of them will go out." Song Shudong said coldly.

"Adjutant Song," Zhao Xiaohu hesitated, but decided to say, "Five is too few, the devils will be here soon, and the seat is not safe."

Song Shudong immediately looked at him sideways.

Zhao Xiaohu was taken aback for a moment, this is Adjutant Song, he was possessed by something, and his expression was ruthless.Anyway, it was definitely not the usual Adjutant Song.

The glib Zhao Xiaohu didn't dare to say anything for a while, so he could only do his duty as a messenger and run out.

Full of regret and grievances, Zhou Lan squandered in wailing, and with the heart-piercing weeping, emotions came overwhelmingly, which almost overwhelmed him.Du Yunfeng's tears swirled in the circles of his eyes, but he tried his best not to shed them. There was one in his arms, so he had to hold on.

Standing up not to cry, but standing up to be beaten, the fist landed on the back, and the beating was loud and painful.

He thought, Xiao Mu'an was really sad, his heart ached.

Not only pain, but also hatred, if Du Yunfeng entered the city one day earlier, even if it took half a day, as long as he took his mother out before the penis fell, then he still has a whole mother and a chance The mother is kind and the son is filial.

Now there is nothing.

Sure enough, Zhou Lan yelled in his arms:

"Du Yunfeng, you bastard, why didn't you go earlier, what did you do!" Zhou Lan cried out this sentence, her arms around him tightened even more.

The person died, the family was broken, but the embrace was still familiar, and it could give him comfort and strength.

Never fight back again, Du Yunfeng told himself, if he hit me, I will never fight back.

When he was about to be beaten and vomited blood, Zhou Lan was also exhausted, and finally stopped beating, and turned to hugging the other party tightly.

Du Brigade's team trekked in the dark, heading south. They were a team of the Central Army. Shandong, go straight to the direction of the Huaihe River, he wants to keep these elite troops.

If someone surnamed Song wants to be emperor, he must pay the price now.

The North China Plain is flat all the way, and there are few high mountains. When the Japanese army pushed over, the 29th Army, which no longer occupied the sky, would undoubtedly be defeated.

And my own team still has to be put to great use. There is a natural danger in the Yangtze River, and the Japanese can't get through it. Then Shanghai will be the main battlefield for the next back-to-back battle. Good steel must be used wisely.

Du Brigade, as a crony, disobeyed the chairman's order, and joined the battle without authorization in Tianjin. After a while, he was ordered to withdraw it.

Song Shudong understood Nanjing's thoughts, and he also agreed very much. With the background of Huangpu's direct line, why should he mix with a group of miscellaneous troops?

Being a puppet army is like being a gangster, can you be cleansed by changing your body?If you want to be good, you will be good?

Who do you think you are?You are the only one in the world. Without you, the world is in chaos, and no one else can live?

How shameless.

Only Du Yunfeng didn't open his eyes, holding flowers and a heart that was alive and kicking, he didn't cherish it, but he wanted to turn around, and he didn't take him seriously, he just abandoned him, and he still thought about it.

It's really crazy.

He really wanted to be Zhong Kui, to accept this life-threatening little ghost, and to restore peace to the world.

When Zhou Lan died down, the arms that were tightly tied to his back loosened, and Du Yunfeng felt awkward. It's been a long time, and he hasn't hugged him so tightly.

But he has learned a lesson, blindly using force is not enough, at least not here in Zhou Lan.So when she held the towel in her hand and wanted to wipe the other person's face, Zhou Lan really refused him, took the towel and started to wipe it by herself.

"The eyes are swollen," Du Yunfeng said, his hands empty, and he resisted going up to grab the towel.

"Well," Zhou Lan didn't look at him, finished wiping on his own, and stretched his legs all over the ground, "I'll go back." He said.

"What's the hurry?" Du Yunfeng pressed his shoulder, his hand was still strong.The sound of cannons in the city could be faintly heard outside the window, louder than before, and the Japanese devils were getting closer.

Zhou Lan unconsciously moved her hand to the back of the waist. Browning was still there, and when her fingers touched it, she hesitated for a moment imperceptibly, and then put it down again, but she was still not far from the back waist.

Du Yunfeng saw it, didn't point it out, and said, "It's this time, are you still afraid of me?" He swallowed hard.

The hand was still bleeding, the severed finger was empty, and the gauze that had just been put on had been soaked.

Du Yunfeng suddenly felt sour.

He is really afraid of me.

"Did you regret it so soon?" Zhou Lan asked in a low voice without looking at him.

Du Yunfeng didn't follow his train of thought for a moment: "What are you regretting?"

"You want to detain me?" Zhou Lan swallowed, as if she had made up her mind, "You can't keep me."

Du Yunfeng looked at the gun and the dark red gauze, and sighed inwardly.

"I'll see you off, the car is ready." Du Yunfeng stared at him, "Where are you going?"

The concession is safe. Zhou Lan has seen it with his own eyes, so he is not too worried. There is a sea of ​​clouds over there, and the guards will deal with it urgently. It is not a big problem to call a doctor again.

However, Master Zhou has no leader now. Although He Si can hold back, but he is not here, He Si must be distracted, not to mention that the old horse was seriously injured and lost so many horses. It is really not the time for the coach to be absent.

"I..." He hesitated for a while, but still said, "Go back to the teacher, I will go back by myself, I won't bother you, isn't your team..."

"To his place?" Du Yunfeng interrupted him, looking straight at him, his hands clenched into fists.

Zhou Lan held his breath and told him instinctively not to continue.

This is a fucking barrel, and the fuze is sizzling.

The sea is changing, the world is changing, but Du Yunfeng's domineering character is unswerving.

Both of them fell silent, and in the silence there were swords on the verge of firing. Zhou Lan didn't even dare to breathe. He is not Du Yunfeng's opponent, and he will suffer every time he fights. He is not a masochist, and he doesn't want to be beaten at all.He didn't want to beat Du Yunfeng anymore, it was useless, stubborn, and it was useless to beat him.

Du Yunfeng really wanted to detain him, but he really couldn't do anything about it, they were the only ones in the room, so he must have taken down his two guards.

The gun in his hand can only be aimed at himself, not Du Yunfeng. In all fairness, he can't do it. If the domineering Du is able to shoot him, he may not be able to do the same thing.

The last time it was for He Si, it was really his turn, he couldn't kill him.

Du Yunfeng suddenly took a step forward, raised his hand——

Holding the handle of the gun with one hand and quickly blocking it with the other, Zhou Lan didn't lose his mind, but subconsciously evaded and defended.

With his hands on his waist, Zhou Lan was very vigilant.

Du Yunfeng looked at him, his eyes were full of the other party's fear and self-defense expression, but in fact, he just raised his hand casually, without much movement.

That's all scary.

The hand that stopped in mid-air finally came down, slowly, in a non-threatening manner, and landed on Zhou Lan's messy hair, just like a long time ago, combing with five fingers, brushing the slightly long hair on his forehead, warm Rubbing back.

There is more doubt in the expression of fear.

"I'll see you off." Du Yunfeng said.

Zhou Lan didn't move while holding the gun.

"No more bullets," Du Yunfeng turned his head and walked away, picked up his coat and said while putting on his coat with his back facing him.

lie to me?Zhou Lan did not act rashly, withdrawing from the magazine at this time was tantamount to disarming himself, and Du Yunfeng could be pressed to death by turning around at such a long distance.

"I'm afraid you'll do it for me in a daze." Du Yunfeng fastened the button, took out a few Browning bullets from his trouser pocket, and buckled them on the table, and murmured inaudibly: "I'm afraid, too. It's you."

Only now did Zhou Lan believe it.

There was a click, and the magazine popped out.

Du Yunfeng suddenly looked back at him.

Zhou Lan flickered for a moment, was he really fooled?

He hurriedly looked at the magazine, but it was empty. He breathed a sigh of relief, put on the full magazine in his pocket, and put the bullets on the table into the empty magazine one by one. with body temperature,

Zhou Lan thought, keeping it next to the meat, his body was still so hot.

However, he didn't continue to think about it, but turned to calculate how far it was from his camp. He came here in a daze, and he didn't know the direction yet, but listening to the sound of fighting in the city, he probably wasn't too far away.

His division is still fighting hard, there is no way, but he can't fight, he doesn't want to transfer the garrison in Baoding, it's just a little bit of wealth, and the old horse's regiment in Tianjin has lost more than half, and its vitality is badly damaged, so it just tries to support it.

You have to fight blood to the end, you have to pay with blood, but before the enemy dies, you can't die.

The chances of victory are slim, or there is no hope at all, but you dare not give up until you die, and you can only fight to the end if you are not reckless.

Du Yunfeng went outside to explain something, and then Zhou Lan heard the sound of a car starting.

He is still skeptical, this is not Du Yunfeng's way, can he let him go?And personally send him to He Si?

The sun is coming out of the west! ! !

Du Yunfeng went straight into the house, he was too tall, and the door of the temporarily requisitioned house was too short, he had to bow his head when he entered and exited, "What's the matter?" He said, "Bring your gun and walk fast, the outside is getting more and more chaotic. "

Zhou Lan jumped out of bed and quickly checked the weapons on his body. Du Yunfeng felt inexplicably better when he saw that the shiny silver dagger was still stuffed in the boots of his casual clothes.

A black car is just right for driving in the dark.

With a few guards, the car was full and set off on the road. Because of the fear of bombing, the lights could not be turned on, and they could only drive in the dark. Zhou Lan sat in the co-pilot, holding the upper handrail with his hands. Huang vomited, only Du Yunfeng drove the car fast with his usual expression.

The road outside the city was already difficult, and it became even worse after a large number of marchers trampled on the ground, with potholes and no good places.

Under the faint moonlight, Zhou Lan recognized that this was indeed the direction to Master Zhou, and she couldn't help feeling strange, what happened to Du Yunfeng?

Transsexual?

how can that be possible?

Driving so fast, sending yourself away, is this in a hurry to send yourself away?still--

Do you want to fight He Si hand to hand?

He can really do it.

Zhou Lan suddenly rubbed his palms with sweat, and became nervous in vain. Didn't he become a hostage in Du Yunfeng's hands?

With him in hand, He Si's idiot would have to be flattened and rounded by others. Even if he was asked to point a gun at his head and shoot him, he would not hesitate.

Getting closer and closer.

The car is going fast.

Zhou Lan looked at Du Yunfeng suspiciously, but the other party felt his gaze and turned to look at him.

Looking at each other, Du Yunfeng looked at the other party's serious expression, stepped on the accelerator and came to a sudden stop.

"Go down!" He looked at Zhou Lan and gave orders to the soldiers.

Xiaobing quickly got out of the car and closed the car door, and surrounded the car very wisely, not far or near, with their faces facing outward and their backs facing the car.

Zhou Lan's heart skipped a beat, and he froze.

"Why?" he asked.

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the co-pilot, Du Yunfeng leaned over with his upper body, and he could even feel his breath.

"What am I doing?" he said, "I also want to know what I am doing. I gave you to someone else. What am I going to do?"

Zhou Lan sensed danger.

He didn't dare to dwell on this topic, and touched the handle to open the door, but as soon as he put his hand on it, Du Yunfeng's big hand also reached up.

Grabbing and twisting, taking advantage of his unwillingness to resist and eager to escape, Du Yunfeng quickly subdued him, and took him captive like a rabbit.

The quiet car swayed to and fro, the guards looked back and stopped looking, and were fully alert to other people who might appear around them.

Knowing that there was no one around him, and it was useless to shout, Zhou Lan kept silent and just struggled with all his strength. The other party hugged him tightly like an octopus.

He struggled harder and harder, and he was sweating all over.

He is most afraid of being used by others.

Nightmares are generally afraid of this.

If Du Yunfeng forced him, he would rather die than go through this process.

No one can force this to happen.

This is his hell.

His heart was beating like a drum, he was frightened and angry, and he was going crazy.Du Yunfeng twisted his legs around him, clasped his wrists with both hands, and tightly squeezed him into his arms.

His thigh was against the other side's hard steel-like part, and he clearly remembered the past when the two were good friends, how big and powerful Du Yunfeng's guy was, and he had experienced it countless times.

Then a strange scene appeared, Zhou Lan was struggling desperately, but his body reacted strangely, as if his heart was terrified of this person to death, but his body recovered like spring water, wanting to be with this person.

It frightened him even more.

The other party is crazy, will he follow suit?

"Don't move," Du Yunfeng pressed his stubbled chin firmly against his forehead, "Can I just hug him?"

Zhou Lan was out of breath and couldn't break free. She stopped for a while, but the other party did not make any further movements.

"Just hug you."

Du Yunfeng said it again, with a whisper in his tone.

"Don't be afraid of me," Du Yunfeng hugged him vigorously, and when he saw that he was no longer struggling, he slowly let go of his hands, concentrated on hugging him, and continued: "I know that I have done too much in some things. I miss you, but I won't really hurt you, I don't blame you, it's because I didn't take good care of you that others took advantage of it, I blame myself, and that guy named He has no good intentions."

"Don't touch him," Zhou Lan said in his arms, stiff all over, thinking about how to avoid seeing He Si for a while, "He didn't do anything wrong, he is mine, if you touch him, I won't let him go over you."

Du Yunfeng didn't speak, his fists were clenched so hard that his joints rang.

Zhou Lan suspected that he would strangle herself to death.

"Well," Du Yunfeng said after a long time, "Then it's all my fault."

Zhou Lan was stunned, he didn't know how to continue the words, this is not Du Yunfeng's character, he can't say such words no matter what.

Is this humility?

Can you be so modest?

"I won't move him," Du Yunfeng continued, "If you don't let me move, I won't move, okay?"

Shocked, Zhou Lan tried to raise his head in his arms, but he could only see Du Yunfeng's chin and most of his cheeks. He held his head up and didn't know where to look.Just when Zhou Lan was trying to see his expression clearly, a drop of liquid dripped into his eyes, and with body temperature, it hit his pupils, shattered and fused, and merged into a stream to flow out.

As if it were his own teardrop.

"Giving you to others with my own hands is cutting my heart. I hate you, but if you want to be with others, I have to cut it off." Du Yunfeng's voice was calm, and there was no abnormality at all, as if his heart was dead, and The tear didn't seem to come from him, but it made Zhou Lan's eyes ache.

Just listen to him gently ask: "When will I not be?"

It took Zhou Lan a while to understand what this "not" meant, and the soreness in her eyes sank all the way to her heart.

This guy, who has always been head-to-head, has given in.

It's so embarrassing to ask.

Zhou Lan didn't like it in his heart, since when did it stop?From when he held the gun to him?When he fell off the cliff?From when he rubbed shoulders with him at the prom?Or from when he asked for his two fingers?

Neither is.

He wanted to say, I already have He Si, so you can't be.

From the time I promised He Si.

At that time, my heart will die.

If a person is not hopeless for another person, how can he tolerate other people?

So, he retreated first, leaving Du Yunfeng alone on the stage, on the battlefield?

With his character, if he doesn't know what to do, he will definitely fight to the end, so what's wrong with him?

It's shameful to run away first.

Du Yunfeng asked for two fingers from him, but he dug out Du Yunfeng's heart.

Who is more to live up to?

To a certain extent, Du Yunfeng and He Si are the same, they both follow him wholeheartedly, without reservation, with a fiery heart, full of flowers and apprehension, and give him the right to choose.

Then he made a mess.

What's wrong with Du Yunfeng and what's wrong with He Si?

That is my mistake.

Most of them are very wrong, one wrong step, one wrong step, so wrong that there is no turning back.

There's no turning back, it's the only way, he wants to tell Du Yunfeng.

But he moved his lips, but didn't say anything.

In the past, he could blurt it out, but this night, a dignified man of seven feet, is so wronged, even humbled, what can he say.

Grab the other person's heart and crush it?

Whether he loves it or not, this is the person he loved, not to mention that the other party still loves him.

"We..." Zhou Lan hesitated. He was always eloquent, but now he didn't know what to say, so he didn't say a complete sentence in the end. He just wrapped his arms around the other party's waist, from being restrained to being restrained. Active hugs.

"Yunfeng," he patted the opponent's back lightly, "Little Yunfeng."

Du Yunfeng hugged him tightly and buried his face in the crook of his neck.

If you love and love, you will fight, and the two of you have no way out.

There is only this moment, this moment, the unspeakable warmth and comfort, no name, no distinction, neither fish nor fowl.

There are lights shaking in the distance, that is the direction of Master Zhou's temporary camp, and there are people rushing here from afar.

The car was in the dark without the lights turned on, and the figure in the distance had a lantern, which vaguely illuminated the military uniform of the visitor.

It's still time.

"Come on," the moment Du Yunfeng let go of his hand, he kissed Zhou Lan's forehead, without stopping, and without waiting for the other party's reaction, he said, "Go down."

Then he pushed the other party out of the car almost anxiously without hesitation. The guard quickly jumped into the car, reversed the car, shook his head, and the car quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Zhou Lan stands in the wilderness, not looking in front of the village or behind the store, looking at the approaching people and the disappearing cars, feeling a lot of feelings in his heart.

Du Yunfeng chased his team at full speed without any hesitation, and he didn't even look in the rearview mirror.

Even if he hesitates and stays for a while, he can't hand over the person, let him watch Zhou Lan walk towards others, if he can't do it, he will break his promise.

The defense of Tianjin continued behind us.

The road ahead was dark, he didn't dare to think about anything, he gritted his teeth tightly, fearing that he would order to go back if he opened his mouth.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and they meet each other for a moment, but they have to go the other way.

There was a war in the north, and he led his team to the south.

The military order fell like a mountain, he was a soldier and could only execute it.

His Mu An stayed behind, fighting side by side with others, and had nothing to do with him.

Be his mother's leg soldier!

Is it bad to be a bandit?

Do nothing?It's like wandering around the countryside when I was a child, who cares who fights who and who wants to be the emperor.

Don't wear this military uniform, don't work for anyone, just eat chaff and swallow vegetables with the people you like.