after scraping a customer's car

Song Yan felt that the deep sadness and remorse in his heart were soothed by Shen Ci's gentle comfort, and he seemed to have the courage to continue talking.

"Xiaoci, I want to say, I've been holding back these things in my heart for a long time...I want to tell you, my... past..."

After arriving at the destination, Song Yan and his comrades did not take action immediately, but stood by and waited for a while before starting the first action, but this action failed, and Chief of Staff Yu deployed another A new battle plan, but Song Yan and a few others were not satisfied with the chief of staff's battle arrangement, so Song Yan took the lead, and the few of them acted without authorization...

At this moment, tears welled up in Song Yan's eyes, and his lips trembled, "Because I am stupid and self-righteous, the five of us set up an ambush..." Speaking of this, Song Yan had already burst into tears, "For Cover me and another comrade in arms, and my other three comrades in arms all died..."

Song Yan said sadly: "Xiao Ci, it's my fault, it's all my fault, if it wasn't for me...they wouldn't sacrifice, it's all my fault..."

Song Yan began to beat his head as he spoke, and then slapped himself on the ear.

Shen Ci was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped him, looking at Song Yan's tearful face, he was distressed and then uncomfortable, and said comfortingly: "Song Yan, don't be like this..."

Song Yan shook his head, with tears and snot pouring out, and he didn't want Shen Ci to see his embarrassment, so he lowered his head and said, "It's my fault! It's all my fault. If I didn't take them into action at that time? All of this would not have happened. Happened, I hate myself! I hate! Hate so much..."

Shen Ci gently stroked his back to calm his emotions.

"Xiaoci, I feel bad...Xiaoci, do you know, if it wasn't because there is still Lulu to take care of, I really would have chosen to go with my comrades..."

Shen Ci looked at him quietly, looked at the somewhat useless man in front of him, listened to his story, watched him burst into tears, felt his pain and remorse, he patted Song Yan's shoulder lightly, " Song Yan, they voluntarily protected you. I heard from my grandfather that as a soldier, it is only natural to protect your comrades in arms. They will not blame you. As long as you live well, their sacrifices are worthwhile. ..."

"But...I'd rather die...really..." Song Yan swallowed his tears, "I've been through so much pain these years...I miss my comrades..."

Shen Ci gently wiped his tears, "Don't say that, the moment your comrades decided to protect you, they hoped that you would live well and live out their share..."

Song Yan leaned his face into Shen Ci's chest, crying sullenly.

Shen Ci lowered his head and hugged him back, comforting and blaming himself, he managed to hold back his sobs, "You have to trust your comrades in arms," ​​he put his hand on Song Yan's back, soothing his emotions.

Song Yan couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Shen Ci suddenly, and hugged him tightly, and then couldn't bear it anymore, like a child begging for comfort, he began to cry bitterly.

It seemed to be suppressed for a long time, the pain in the bottom of my heart, self-blame, regret and all kinds of emotions were condensed in this cry.

In the small bedroom, Song Yan's cry was like a sharp sword, making Shen Ci tremble with distress.

Song Lu ran out of her bedroom and stopped at the door of his brother's bedroom. She didn't go in. Hearing her brother's crying, tears flowed down her cheeks. She hurriedly wiped the back of her hand. Song Yan's crying in the bedroom was still Going on, Song Lu couldn't take it anymore, she ran back to her bedroom, lay down on the bed and began to cry sullenly.

No one knows better than her how her brother has lived these years. These years have been fine, especially when he was just demobilized. Her brother was like a lunatic every day. Sometimes when I cry at night, I cry most of the night.

Song Lu always felt that God didn't treat them well. She lost her parents since she was a child, and even her only brother was tortured badly.

She put her hand on her mouth and bit the back of her hand tightly, trying not to let herself cry out. Song Lu didn't want anything else at the moment, but only hoped that her brother's future would be brighter.

The next day, Song Yan still asked for leave. He put on the military uniform he hadn't worn for a long time, and put on the military cap.

Shen Ci's eyes lit up, and Song Lu's eyes lit up too. She looked at his brother and felt that her brother from before had come back to life.

"Brother," she said in surprise, without mentioning what happened last night, she just said, "Did you and sister-in-law sleep well last night?"

Song Yan lowered his head, then raised his head again, smiled, and said generously: "I slept well." After a pause, his face became serious, "How can the little girl ask such a question?"

Song Lu pouted, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to work." She said and looked at Shen Ci, "Sister-in-law, my brother will leave it to you."

Shen Ci smiled, "Sister, don't worry."

Song Lu went to work happily and at ease, and Shen Ci looked at Song Yan, just staring at him.

Feeling embarrassed after seeing Song Yan, he said, "Xiao Ci, is my body... strange?"

"Handsome." Without hesitation, Shen Ci fascinatedly admired Song Yan who was different from before, "I really didn't expect that I picked up a treasure."

Song Yan was obviously even more embarrassed by what he said. When he walked in front of Shen Ci, he seemed very cramped. He stood in front of him for a while, and then said: "Xiao Ci, thank you."

Shen Ci was obviously dissatisfied with these words, there was no wave on his face, and those clear eyes were still looking at Song Yan without blinking.

Song Yan immediately asked: "What's wrong with you, Xiao Ci?"

Seeing his anxious expression, Shen Ci suddenly smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just think you look so handsome in this military uniform."

Song Yan also smiled and said, "I've always been handsome."

Shen Ci seemed a little surprised, Song Yan was different, but there was nothing wrong with what he said, he had always been handsome, otherwise how could he have liked it.

"Xiaoci, let's go, I'll take you somewhere." Song Yan took his hand and said.

"Where are you going?" Shen Ci asked.

"You'll know when you get there." Song Yan sneered.

When the two left the house, Song Yan said, "Xiaoci, can I drive this time?"

Shen Ci didn't refuse, Song Yan could even drive a tank, and he would definitely drive this kind of vehicle.

But he still asked, "Do you have a driver's license?"

"Have."

Shen Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt that Song Yan was like a treasure waiting for him to dig. The two got in the car, and Song Yan fastened his seat belt.

Shen Ci smiled, let Song Yan tie him, stared at him probingly, and asked, "What do you know?"

After fastening the seat belt, Song Yan glanced at him, started the car and said: "Tanks, infantry vehicles, motorcycles, motorboats, and small submarines can all drive."

Shen Ci's expression showed admiration, "What about the plane?"

"Yes, but it's a small plane with delta wings." Song Yan replied honestly.

At this moment, Shen Ci didn't know what mood he was in. He was a little surprised, but more of admiration. This fool, this wimpy-looking man, obviously has something to show off, but he never said a word .

Looking at Song Yan's proficient driving skills, Shen Ci's curiosity was aroused again, "Aside from these, what about your other aspects?"

Song Yan looked at him, "Which aspect are you asking?"

Shen Ci thought about it, "I want to know, for example..." He was like a cute child, softly making a voice like emmmm, "You are a sniper, tell me about you, a sharpshooter."

Song Yan was quite embarrassed, "I don't deserve the title of sharpshooter."

Shen Ci knew he was worthy, they chatted almost all night last night, listening to Song Yan talk about his years in the army, he could imagine how high-spirited that young man who had hit the mark once was.

"Just tell me what comes to your mind." Shen Ci said.

"It's almost the same as yesterday." Song Yan frowned slightly.

"I love to listen. If you repeat it, it's okay to repeat it." Shen Ci looked forward to it.

Song Yan was even more embarrassed now, and chatted with Shen Ci again.Shen Ci was fascinated by this, and he asked, "Are you going to be assessed every day when you enter the Sixth League of Snipers?"

"Well, recruits were assessed from morning till night." Song Yan turned the steering wheel and turned.

"Shooting assessment?" Shen Ci asked, "How many rings can you hit?"

"Not necessarily, sometimes it's good, sometimes it's not."

"Are 99 rings and 100 rings often?" Shen Ci asked.

"That's right."

Shen Ci was amazed.

Song Yan said honestly: "Xiao Ci, in fact, for special forces, 99 rings and 100 rings are far from enough."

Shen Ci nodded, "I heard a sentence from my grandfather, 99 rings are too few, and 100 rings are not many, it is perfect to play the same hole more." Having said that, he asked curiously: "Song Yan, do you play more?" Had the same hole?"

"Yes, multiple bullets with the same hole is a necessary skill for accurate shooting of special forces. Our regiment leader requires us soldiers to master the ability of multiple bullets with the same hole."

Shen Ci was full of interest, "Tell me about your training again, talk more, and be more careful."

Song Yan smiled and turned his head to look at Shen Ci. Seeing his curiosity and seeking knowledge, he couldn't help smiling again, and patiently repeated: "Climb the mud, carry logs, hold bullet boxes, pass obstacles, slide down, fight , reciprocating training one after another, all kinds of physical training, as well as climbing, downhill, obstacle, shooting and other training, in addition to my own professional, general diving, skydiving, airborne, etc. must be learned and mastered..."

"Is it true that the drama in the TV series, and the field survival training, are real?" Shen Ci tilted his head to look at Song Yan, and kept asking tirelessly, regardless of whether Song Yan was driving the car at the moment.

Song Yan found that Shen Ci was so cute that he almost melted, and said with a smile: "Yes, there are." He paused,

"Xiaoci, actually, I'm also a little curious about grandpa."

"When you get home, you can ask grandpa in person. As long as you talk about the army, grandpa will talk a lot." Shen Ci leaned back in his chair, lazily, "Go ahead and talk about yourself."

Song Yan drove the car, looked ahead, and said with a smile: "It's almost the same."

Shen Ci looked at him, "Close-to-hand combat, killing...the first time you kill...are you scared?"

"Scared." Song Yan confessed, "I'm terribly scared, but once I think about it being a bad person, I'm not afraid anymore."

Shen Ci didn't speak, paused for a long while, changed the topic of lightness, and said: "Before I said, why are you so confident that you want to compare push-ups with me? For you, this is simply too simple, and you are not kind."

Song Yan nodded, "I'm just not kind."

Shen Ci was taken aback for a moment, feeling that Song Yan really didn't understand his good intentions, he looked forward, looked outside for a while, and seemed to guess where Song Yan was going to take him.