Cannon fodder's death manual

... Na, my name is Xiao Di, what's your name?

On a sunny spring afternoon, the air was filled with the faint fragrance of redbuds. A young man in black military uniform stood with his back to him in the bright sunshine, surrounded by large bushes of blooming redbuds. Hearing his footsteps, the boy Turning around and smiling at him,... Na, my name is Xiao Di, what's your name?

"You..." He stared blankly at the young man's bright smiling face. Before he could say the word "Tang Xin", the wind suddenly picked up. The strong wind blinded his eyes and made the bauhinia bushes tremble wildly. The wind whipped up a few deep purple Bauhinia petals and flew past his eyes. The next second, the world suddenly turned red.

The blood moon hangs high in the sky, the bauhinia flowers are withered on the ground, and the wind carries a pungent smell of blood. The young man's military uniform is ragged, and his body is covered with dirty blood. The empty eye sockets are bloody and bloody, and the turbid black blood comes from his empty eye sockets. The blood flowed out slowly, and he just stood there, slowly stretching out his scarred hand to him.

"...Little sweetheart...I'm in so much pain..."

"Xiao Di!"

Calling that person's name, he suddenly sat up from the bed, and the man's bloody appearance flashed back and forth in his mind like lightning. Tang Xin sat on the edge of the bed sweating profusely and gasped for a long time before he gradually realized that it turned out that What happened just now was just a dream.

All glory returns to dust, all pain finally calms down, everything arises with the dream, and disappears with the dream, like a mirage in the mirror, in reality, there is nothing you can do.

Tang Xin never thought that that person would leave this world in such a way, lonely and desperate, tragic and heroic.

When I met him for the first time, he and him were both teenagers.

It was a bright and quiet spring afternoon, and the redbuds in the federal cemetery bloomed solemnly and beautifully, as if they were about to burn their lives.

The young man was wearing a tall black military uniform, standing straight under the white Bauhinia Monument in the center of the cemetery, looking up at the towering Bauhinia Monument without moving. Blowing away the boy's black hair, he saw a drop of tear slowly sliding down the boy's pale and thin side face, falling on the petals of a redbud flower, smashing it to pieces.

Is he... crying...

Somewhere in my heart was touched lightly, I don't know if it was infected by the sadness of the young man at the moment, or shocked by the beauty of that tear, he instinctively didn't want to disturb, originally wanted to escape quietly, but I accidentally stepped on a dead branch while moving.

The moment he heard the sound, he clearly saw the fleeting embarrassment on the young man's pale face, but when the young man turned his head, the smile on his face was bright, as if all the sadness just now was an illusion.

The afternoon sun slanted on the boy's beautiful face. At that time, he felt that the bright smile on the boy's face was actually more bitter and sad than the tears just now.

After a quick visit to the cemetery, he thought he would never meet again, but he didn't regret it for too long. Soon they met again in the military academy. Suddenly, he turned into a little bully who went his own way on campus.

Ne!Remember me!The boy stood on tiptoe and put his face in front of him, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, like a troublesome little devil, he heard him say in his ear, we saw it in the cemetery.

The silently sad young man in the bauhinia bushes, the image that has been cherished in his heart was vividly evoked in this way. He looked at the young man's face so close at hand, he was at a loss, and he could even see the soft golden fluff on the young man's face .

...remember...remember...

That's good, the boy nodded in satisfaction, and then patted him on the shoulder. My name is Xiao Di, what's your name, let's make friends!

Xiao Di... He stared blankly at the smiling young man in front of him. He had heard of him, the young master of the famous Xiao family. His parents died heroically in the Battle of Aquarius that ended not long ago. Their names were engraved on the Bauhinia Monument.

So... At that time, he will be so sad...

Hello!Hello!Silly!Master Ben is asking you something!The boy waved his slender fingers in front of his eyes.

When he came back to his senses, he replied flattered, Tang, Tang Xin, my name is Tang Xin.

Sugar heart?The boy repeated it, and then laughed, Little Sugar Heart?sweetheart?Your name is really interesting, well, I will call you sweetheart from now on hahaha...

He stared blankly at the young man's smile at the moment, it didn't look like a sad cemetery, and it didn't look like an evil spirit just now, throwing away all pretense, he was just a young man with a beautiful smile.

In this way, they became "friends". After a long time passed, he realized the essence of his little devil. After being teased several times by the teenager in the name of friends, he finally understood that at that time he took the initiative to be friends with himself , it turned out that it was just to get revenge when I bumped into him crying in the cemetery that day.

But even so, he is still willing to be friends with him, fight with him every day, tease him or be teased by him, and then go to tease others with him, watching others vomit blood but helpless when they are angry with them , watching him hide his sadness behind a mask of cynicism, watching him crying in his heart, but pretending to be indifferent.

He and that boy once sat together on the roof of the school. The boy looked at the towering Bauhinia Monument in the distance and asked him, Na, what do you think of that stone.

At that moment, he thought of the tears that the boy shed on the Bauhinia petals that afternoon. Looking at the solemn monument, he solemnly replied, "Glory, engraving your name on the Bauhinia monument is the right thing to do." The highest honor for a Federation soldier.

Puchi——but the young man held his stomach and laughed uncontrollably, as if he had just said some funny joke.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he said to him, what do you know, those who left their names on it are the most ridiculous idiots in the entire Federation, and there is no second biggest idiot in the world.

To be dead is to be dead, and to be dead is to have nothing, and it is ridiculously stupid to have a name engraved on that stone.

This young master is different from those idiots. I want to eat, drink, and live comfortably until I am a hundred years old. Let the Federation and that stone go to hell hahaha...

At that time, even though he was smiling all the time, he could clearly see that his eyes were crying silently.

Looking deeply at the young man's cynical smile, and seeing the deep sadness that could not be concealed in his eyes, after a long time, he suddenly laughed out loud, yes, they are all big fools.

The young man never knew how much he was at that time, how much he wanted to hold him in his arms, hold him tightly, and let him cry on his shoulder.

From childhood to youth, he always thought that his feelings for him were like those between friends, simple and pure, and there were no extra thoughts, so he always stayed by his side like that, playing with him, fighting with him Playing around, he is his friend, knowing his most unknown side, knowing the softest secret in his heart, knowing the deep sorrow under his cynical disguise, he always thought that this was enough, but until That time, when he saw the beauty he bought for [-] million, he realized how wrong his previous thought was.

At that time, as soon as he entered the door with him, a beautiful young man threw himself into his arms, hugged his neck tightly and kept coquettishly saying that he liked him, and he was also accustomed to holding him in his arms like no one else. Li, responding to the boy tenderly, he said I know, I like you too.

……like?

He froze for a moment.

He never knew that Young Master Xiao Er, who was playing cynically and playing in the world outside, would have such a gentle side, would show such a smile to someone, let go of all guards and pretense, and looked at the boy intently as if looking at a lover .

Seeing his tenderness towards the young man, he felt a faint sourness in his heart. At that time, he gradually realized that he had always liked him for so long...

It’s not that I just treat him as a friend, it’s not that I just want to fight with him, but I like him, I like him very, very much. From the first time I saw him and saw him crying under the Bauhinia Monument, he loved him. fell in love with him.

Like him, want to be with him, want to hug tightly the crying soul under his smiling mask.

However, before he expressed his heart to him, he joined the expeditionary force and went to the battlefield without telling him.

In the field records sent back by the war reporters, he watched him being trapped in the enemy's line and being helpless, seeing his life hanging by a thread several times, and watching him return triumphantly after killing all directions. In that record, he was with him The second young master of the Xiao family, whom the school knew, seemed to be two completely different people.

It is obvious that what he hates most is war, and it is obvious that he does not like to plunder other people's lives at all. It is obvious that what he despises the most is this kind of disregard for the expectations of his loved ones, and he insists on putting himself on the battlefield for his own heroism. dangerous behavior.

When he was on the battlefield, did he cry like he did then?

He once said that sacrificing oneself generously to death is the most selfish and irresponsible behavior in the world. Even if one dies, one will be condemned by the living for a lifetime.

But now, he is doing the behavior that he once despised.

He died bravely and died generously.

He didn't think about these people who still loved him deeply.

He couldn't remember who told him that as the Xiao family, they would definitely die on the battlefield in the end, and the lives of the Xiao family must be dedicated to the Federation in the end.

He didn't believe it at all, even if what the man said was true, he didn't believe that kind of thing would happen to him.

He has always believed that the young man will be an exception to the Xiao family, that he will escape from the Xiao family's curse, and that he will live peacefully and comfortably until he is a hundred years old, as he once said.

Until the Federal Army tracked the Turtledove, and from the moment Ursa Minor brought back his scarred body, he had always believed so deeply.

……fraud.

Staring blankly at his rag doll-like body, he really couldn't imagine, and didn't want to think about, what kind of torture, what kind of pain and despair he went through to make him who was once so beautiful and dazzling, become Into the current fragmented look.

It was obviously an existence that he didn't even dare to touch, how could anyone be willing to treat it so cruelly.

He once said that the act of dying generously is the most irresponsible and should be condemned by the living, but looking at his broken state now, he couldn't even utter a word of condemnation.

In the cemetery where the bauhinia flowers were in full bloom, he stood under the towering Bauhinia monument, exactly where the boy was standing at that time.

In the end, the boy turned into the fool he once said, and finally carved his name on the Bauhinia Monument.

He still remembered that on that breezy rooftop, he said that he would eat, drink, and live comfortably until he was a hundred years old, and let the Federation and this stone go to hell.

It sounds now that the joke at that time was more like a sad joke.

The sun was shining as brightly as ever, and the wind swept a few bauhinia petals flying over his head. He smiled and burst into tears.