[fanxing] actor

On May 5, Hefei fell.

Xuzhou fell on May 5.

The city of Nanjing has gradually returned to its bustle, and it is still difficult to wipe away the haze in people's hearts after many years of washing.

After Lu Han finished his noodles, Sheng Hao brought out the thatched cottage, his right leg didn't seem to be very agile, he walked with a limp.

There is a rattan chair under the willow tree outside the thatched house, the rattan chair is very worn out, if a bigger person sits on it, it will collapse, on the rattan chair lies a sick old man, Lu Han is very sad With some difficulty, he moved his uncomfortable right leg, squatted down, and handed the old man the Longevity Noodles in his hand.

Smiling, he approached the old man's ear, and said in a low voice, "Today is your birthday, I cooked longevity noodles, try it quickly."

The old man was afraid that he was deaf, so he asked Lu Han to talk to him, and he almost moved close to him, and said loudly.

Hearing Lu Han's voice, the old man slowly opened his eyes, saw that Lu Han was holding a bowl of noodles, followed him with a slight smile, and clumsily took it with trembling hands, the soup spilled out, and Lu Han hurriedly wiped it off for him.

"Ah, ah." The old man was speechless, and a hoarse sound came out from his slightly opened mouth.

He waved his hands, indicating that Lu Han is fine, no need to wipe.

"You always like to be clean, why are you so sloppy today?" Lu Han still didn't stop, while wiping the soup on the old man's body, he laughed and joked.

The old man smiled, still whining.

Luhan seemed to understand, and said with a smile: "You mean today is different from the past, right?"

The old man nodded.

"Even so, my Ah Xing can't be so decadent." Lu Han raised his head and met the old man's eyes. Although his face was ruined, his hair was silver-white, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't move, but his eyes were as clear and bright as a bright moon. His eyes are still as clear as before, and the elegance in them is unmatched.

At that time, everyone thought that Zhang Yixing was dead, and there was no body left. After Wu Yifan left, Lu Han was discouraged and guarded the battlefield. After a few days, the soldiers came in with an old man who said he was looking for Chief Wu.

After questioning, I learned of Zhang Yixing's whereabouts.He followed the old man non-stop to a barren slope, and found Zhang Yixing dying in a dilapidated thatched hut full of stench.

At that time, Zhang Yixing was lying in the weeds, unkempt, his face was completely disfigured, his body was bloody, some places had grown maggots, and his whole body was full of mosquito bites.

Lu Han looked at the scene in disbelief, hugged Zhang Yixing who was on the ground and cried for a long time, if not for the constant comfort from the soldiers who followed, he would have cried to death.

Nanjing had just experienced a catastrophe, and it was difficult to find a doctor. He found a health worker from the army to treat Zhang Yixing. After several months of treatment, although he saved his life, he suffered from a serious illness all over his body. Can't talk either.

He likes to sing so much, but now he can't open his mouth, fearing that no matter how cruel he is to him, every time Luhan thinks of this, he can't help but secretly wipe away his tears.

Because of his physical illness, Zhang Yixing acted like an old man, and his hair started to turn gray slowly until he was covered with silver threads.

He is living in pain, Lu Han knows it well.

But it's better than dead, isn't it? At least, he's still alive, at least until the victory of the War of Resistance, at least until that person comes back.

During the troubled times, Lu Han sent Wu Yifan a telegram, but he didn't know if he received it. For many years, he didn't reply to the letter, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.But how could he tell Zhang Yixing about this, Wu Yifan is Zhang Yixing's only hope in this world.

He simply wrote a telegram by himself every other month, and then pretended to be very happy to show it to Zhang Yixing, saying that it was Wu Yifan's letter, and it continued like this for four years.

But Zhang Yixing has always just held the telegram in his heart, quietly looking at the sky.

He never asked, when Wu Yifan will come back?What is Wu Yifan's current situation?

And Luhan never mentioned it.

"Is it delicious?" Luhan looked at Zhang Yixing who was eating noodles, and gently pushed his hair behind his ears.

Zhang Yixing nodded, and smiled silly at Lu Han.

"Eat more." Lu Han smiled gratifiedly. He sat on the futon with his elbows on his knees, propped his face, and squinted at Zhang Yixing.

Very happy, I haven't seen you eating noodles quietly like this for a long time.

It's been a long time since I saw you smile like this, my Ah Xing.

Seeing the other party looking at him, Zhang Yixing looked up at Lu Han while eating noodles.

Suddenly Luhan thought of something, sat up straight, clapped his hands, and sang: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!"

Zhang Yixing was obviously shocked, stunned for a while, finally a smile appeared on his face, and he sang along with him in a hoarse voice.

It's been a long time since I sang, Xiaolu.

I haven't sung for a long time, thank you.

At sunset, after Luhan made the bed, he helped Zhang Yixing into the thatched hut, settled him down, and walked to the wooden bed not far from Zhang Yixing, lifted the quilt, and was about to lie down, Zhang Yixing's hoarse voice was heard next to him. sound.

Lu Han listened to him with a frown, while Zhang Yixing just gestured indiscriminately, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Luhan smiled and said, "You want me to go back?"

Zhang Yixing nodded, then whimpered again.

"You said the army needs me?" Luhan paused, then saw Zhang Yixing nod, he smiled and said, "But you need me more now, don't worry, I'll go back tomorrow morning, you're here alone Be careful, there are fireworks I prepared outside the house, if you have something to do, set off the fireworks, I can see them."

Zhang Yixing nodded, for a moment, he looked up at Lu Han again, but didn't speak.

"What's wrong?" Luhan asked.

Zhang Yixing shook his head, smiled at Luhan, lay down, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Luhan turned off the lights, the two of them obviously didn't sleep, but one was quieter than the other, even breathing carefully.

"Mmmm."

It took a long time before Zhang Yixing opened his mouth.

Luhan asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yixing paused for a long time, struggling to express what he wanted to say with a voice that could not speak at all: "Your... your... leg... right... no... up..."

Luhan's body tensed, he turned to look at him, he couldn't see anything in the dark room, he still stared at Zhang Yixing's direction with certainty, "Don't say sorry to me, this has nothing to do with you, I have been fighting all the year round, this point The injury is nothing, but one leg, if you are limping, you will be limping, and I can still walk now, although I can’t walk fast, but it’s not much different from normal people.”

He knew that Zhang Yixing felt so guilty about his leg. When he took Zhang Yixing to the camp to see a doctor, he happened to encounter an enemy plane. Zhang Yixing was unable to move. How could he escape the bombardment? Running in Zhang Yixing's direction, the moment the shell exploded, he protected Zhang Yixing under his body. Zhang Yixing only suffered a little scratch, and his leg was injured by the blast. From then on, he could only walk with a limp.

After a while, he said softly again: "Ah Xing, don't worry, I'm fine, as long as you are well, everything is trivial to me."

There was no sound from the bed, Lu Han thought Zhang Yixing had fallen asleep, so he stopped talking.

No one knew the two desolate tear stains running down Zhang Yixing's grim face at this moment.