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Yan Mingxin ate very full with sadness, and was about to leave, but was unexpectedly selected by the instructor among a group of cucumber eggs, pushed him back to the table, and said "When I was your age..." , rambling for a long time.

At first, there were a few eavesdroppers, thinking that the instructor was going to teach some martial art alone, but after listening for a while, they found out that the big brother was drunk and told a few old things at sea upside down, and then they dispersed one after another.

The instructor's face was dark, and he couldn't tell that he was drunk at all. In fact, his mouth had long been sloppy, and his mind was also messy. The more he talked, the more nonsense he spoke.

Yan Mingxin laughs at himself that he is really the most failed time traveler - he doesn't remember the lottery or the stock market, he doesn't know how to steal other people's future fruits of labor to own the present, he only remembers big and small historical events.It's clear that it's like a few treasures at hand, but it's so soft-spoken that it can't change anything.

And he clearly knows that the person who can really change these things bears a heavy responsibility, and he will never easily believe his empty words. It is even more likely that what he knows is just the tip of the iceberg and has little value.Even when the instructor said something mixed up when drinking, he reminded him a little bit, but he was scolded bloody.

Yan Mingxin subconsciously regards Jun Yang as a brother who is much younger than himself, and usually tries his best to take care of him, but this time he was not used to being worried by this kid before he left for the mission.

In the past few days when he was out, he thought about this matter over and over again, and once he finished delivering the instructor, he knocked on Jun Yang's door to say he was safe.

Jun Yang came to open the door for him covered in cold sweat, and shivered like a sieve when the night wind blew.

Yan Mingxin had just climbed the stairs and was covered in sweat. He reached out and touched Jun Yang's forehead, not quite understanding the temperature difference.He was just about to tease a few words, when he inadvertently saw a large piece of human figure soaked by sweat on Jun Yang's mattress.

Yan Mingxin woke up with a jerk and asked, "Why are you so wet? Are you okay?"

The troubled boy finally had a problem, looked at him with an ambiguous look, and asked angrily, "What do you think?"

Yan Mingxin didn't know how he read his mind, so he hurriedly explained for missing the appointment: "I was supposed to come back this morning, who knew that the water level at the pier was too low, and I was worried that a gantry crane would not be enough, so they wanted to leave us as a spare winch Waiting. After waiting for a long time, it was useless in the end, and then sent us back... What kind of eyes do you have, isn't this what your crow's mouth said?"

Jun Yang didn't speak, Yan Mingxin closed the door and said, "Why are you locking yourself up here? Did you not go out all day today? I always wanted to ask, after the training here, I will return to the garrison, maybe a year You can't take two vacations. Why don't you go home now and have a look?"

Jun Yang shook his body and said, "It's gone."

Yan Mingxin was tongue-tied: "...when did it happen?"

"A long time ago." Jun Yang's voice echoed in the empty room, as if floating from far away.

"Oh..." Yan Ming said, "No wonder."

Some things have nothing to do with whether a person is strong or not, but some emotions are not easy to mess with, and they refuse to disappear with time.

From the second it first sprouts, it will accompany people every minute and every second, and eventually run through people's life. Not to mention, it will also form gangs in secret and open, and form invisible connections with many words. Years are still vicissitudes, as long as you dare to touch a little bit of them, you will move your whole body, cause your thoughts to burst, and instantly engulf a whole "seemingly fine" people.

Perhaps it was the frequent mention of family among classmates and roommates, the inadvertent comparisons made him feel emotional, and the absence of others made his loneliness worse-after all, after comparisons with others, there are only winners and losers. It would be too cruel to hang a white flag.

What kind of unscrupulous training is this, why are you always on vacation?

Yan Mingxin opened his arms and hugged him fully: "Okay, brother. Look forward, don't keep looking back. If you always look back, you won't be able to go far."

His hug was very strong, wanting to convey more strength, Jun Yang immediately raised his arms around his waist, lowered his head, and put his face on the side of his neck.

Hug it, no problem, Yan Mingxin thought.

Can't he comfort others, can't change the past, and can't give people a little warmth?

But when Jun Yang posted it, with cold sweat, uncontrollably trembling hands, clenched teeth panting, and... scalding liquid, he felt his heart hit his chest hard.

Especially after the slight shudder of touching, getting used to the damp heat between the necks, the sadness from the depths of another life body gradually became clear.

After a long time, Yan Mingxin patted him on the back lightly: "Think about it."

"What do you think, what do you think?" Jun Yang let out a long breath and asked in a low voice.

Yes, what are you thinking.There are tens of thousands of ordinary families under the sky. People work hard for them, wear stars and moonlight for them, add bricks and tiles, and support their families is their belief.It looks very ordinary and not worth mentioning, but if you don't even have this kind of rush, wouldn't you be lost in the vast night?

However, the thing "home" has a special meaning, and it is really difficult to compare ordinary things.

"I can..." Jun Yang asked in a low voice with difficulty, "Miss you?"

"...Me?" Yan Mingxin couldn't help wondering: Is Junyang's world too small?

That's right.Except for the crowd of superficial brothers who were bustling around in broad daylight, he was the only one who squeezed in shamelessly, meddling in everything and trying his best to persuade others to figure out how to get on the Kutao Ship.

Now, Jun Yang regards him as one of his own, but now he is just a little soldier with good physical fitness, quick response, and a little bit of knowledge. "Ability.

If it were in the past, he would still be Yan Mingxin from before. He could wake up confused children with a sonorous and powerful voice, and raise his arms, "Come with me, treat the country as your father and mother, and let us be the sons of the country. The country is our belief." ", can he still speak so brazenly now?

"It's not that I can't." Yan Mingxin covered his back with his palms, and felt that Jun Yang occasionally rubbed his fragility on his shoulders, and he didn't dodge, "I just feel that treating a certain person as..."

He was at a loss for words for a while—with his current appearance, what qualifications did he have to become someone else's belief?

He changed the words: "Taking a certain person as a concern, such a belief is too pale, and it will restrict your life pattern early on. If you can, you should regard something more solid and worth pursuing as your belief. , it can continue to give you strength. If it happens to be the goal of countless people's life, then you will have companions along the way, and you will never be alone."

Jun Yang looked half-dead, but unexpectedly he was quite relentless, and asked persistently, "Could it be you."

I don't know how long this kid hasn't eaten, and Yan Mingxin feels mixed feelings when he speaks like blowing.

He used to admire Jun Yang very much, and he admired it from the bottom of his heart. If it wasn't for his official duties and discipline requirements, he would have long wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Jun Yang, and even wanted to play a song with him, but now Jun Yang Just a child with no self-awareness, unable to find direction and spiritual sustenance.

This may be the most vulnerable moment in his life. He just reached out to grab a piece of driftwood and build a little "need" and "needed" connection with the world.

If people can laugh, they won't cry.If it weren't for the unpredictable world, who would be willing to humble himself?

That "couldn't it be you" sounded earnestly in Yan Mingxin's mind, condemning desolately—since they can sacrifice their lives to support each other without hesitation in the mission, there is absolutely no reason for them to break up with each other when they leave the fighter plane, and they can't help their brothers!

1151 The moment when he bravely faced the enemy flashed before his eyes, Yan Mingxin couldn't bear the guilt, and immediately blurted out: "Yes!"

He hugged him tightly again, and said solemnly: "You can hug me when you need it, and I will hug you when you need it."

Jun Yang leaned against him, almost resting on his shoulder.

Yan Mingxin pondered deep in his memory, he should have never hugged others like this before, this experience filled a gap in his life.

In the past, it was commonplace to be trusted by others. Revisiting it today makes him want to return to the blue sky with Jun Yang, return to their battlefield, and defend their homeland.

The person in his arms gradually breathed evenly, and his body temperature slowly rose without knowing when.The strength in Jun Yang's hand was much lighter, but he did not let go.

He fell asleep standing up.