you are my tomorrow

In the next two months, Han Qing did help Han Yu and Zhongyi a lot, as long as they asked, he would help them, but usually, he still rarely talked to them about things other than fighting or marksmanship.

Only when Han Yu is sitting in the living room in front of his red piano, playing a piece quietly, will Han Qing sit on the sofa and listen quietly. He also said that the most regrettable thing is that he didn't learn the piano because There is no time, and when he said this, he couldn't hide the regretful expression on his face.Han Qing is also very interested in Han Yu's red piano, saying that ordinary pianos are white or black, but why his piano is red.Han Yu just smiled. He only remembered that Uncle Song asked him to choose between white and black. For some reason, he only wanted red, as if he had a special liking for red, and he still does until now.

And as if he was talented, even if he was taught by a teacher, Han Yu always seemed to learn faster and better than Zhongyi.

Han Qing looked at Han Yu enviously, but Han Yu felt a little strange, "There may be many things you like in your life, but very few things you can hold in your hands. You should cherish what you can keep by your side. Don't wait until Regret is only when you can’t grasp anything, everything in this world may be sold, the only thing that is not sold is regret medicine.”

Han Yu didn't feel like it was said by a 16-year-old child, but Han Yu realized the deepest meaning behind this sentence in the days to come.

The same is true for Han Qing.

One day, after the shooting class, I watched Han Qing leave the shooting range. Han Yu and Zhongyi left TONY behind, and wanted to ask about Han Qing’s past. When it came to Han Qing, TONY, who had never shown any expression, had a soft expression. After coming down, he took a deep breath and began to tell them about Han Qing's past.

12 years ago, TONY was in the toy business on the bright side, and secretly in the arms business. When Uncle Song went to Hanoi, Vietnam to discuss a new arms business, he met Han Qing who was lying on the ground dying on the roadside at the gate of a community. , I asked the neighbors about it, and the neighbors said that the child is of mixed race, the father is a Chinese, and the mother is a Vietnamese, so he took his father's surname and named him Han Qing. After the mother became pregnant, he never saw him again. His father came, and his mother committed suicide not long ago because of postpartum depression. The child was sent to the orphanage by neighbors, but for some reason, he ran back. During the day, he sat at the gate and said that he would wait for his mother. When I came back, I went back to sleep at night, and sat on the side of the street to wait the next day. When I first came back, the neighbors gave him something to eat, but he just refused to eat, saying that he wanted to eat the meal made by his mother. The neighbor He told him that his mother would not come back again, and he didn't believe it, so he sat on the side of the street and waited. The food given to him was rotten, and he didn't even eat a bite. He fell to the ground probably because he was hungry and passed out. It was already the fifth day he had been waiting on the street. Uncle Song looked at the child lying on the ground, thought for a while, and asked TONY to take the child away. When he returned to the hotel, Han Qing woke up and sat with his knees hugged. In the corner of the bed, his black eyes were watching the well-decorated guest room vigilantly. TONY took two hamburgers and put them in front of him. He looked at the hamburgers. He might be very hungry. He picked up the hamburgers and ate them voraciously. .

After eating, no matter what TONY asked him, he didn't speak, just lowered his head, and when Uncle Song came back, TONY had already bathed Han Qing, changed into new clothes and waited.Uncle Song asked him if he missed his mother. At this moment, Han Qing had a sad look in his eyes, but he shook his head and said in non-standard Mandarin, "They all said that mother will not come back. Since mother doesn't want me, Then I don’t want my mother anymore.” Afterwards, Uncle Song took Han Qing to the United States and gave him a new identity—his adopted son. He was allowed to live in the United States and receive the same training as Han Yu and Zhongyi. It’s just that the piano is missing. He has been trying to do his best. When he was 15 years old, Uncle Song wanted to send him back to Vietnam to join the special forces. Uncle Song told him his "expectation" for Han Qing, and Han Qing had no objection He readily agreed, but TONY next to him saw a trace of sadness passing through his eyes.

During the year in Vietnam, Han Qing performed very well. If he hadn’t injured his waist during an actual combat exercise, he wouldn’t be able to stay any longer and let him return to China ahead of schedule. In fact, Uncle Song planned to let him wait until Han Yu and Zhongyi went. , wait for the three of them to come back together.

Knowing Han Qing's story, Han Yu and Zhongyi were silent. They seemed to understand why Han Qing always had a cold face and was unwilling to get in touch with others. Perhaps, after losing his mother, he was afraid that others would abandon him. I have been working hard to prevent Uncle Song from abandoning him, and I can relax a little after I am sure that Uncle Song will not abandon him and bring him back to China, but he has not learned how to get along with others since he is used to being alone.

Since then, Han Yu and Zhongyi began to see Han Qing from another angle.

The tense life always makes Han Yu and Zhongyi feel that the time passes very quickly. When they can quickly disassemble and reinstall a gun, there are less than two months left before going to Vietnam. Han Yu and Zhongyi really Curious about why they want to go to Vietnam and join the Special Forces, they asked Miho, but Miho didn’t say anything, just told them that her husband let them go, of course they would tell them the reason before going, they also asked Han Qing, Han Qing was similar The answer, but since Uncle Song left the country more than four months ago, he has not been back. Just when the two of them were considering whether to send Uncle Song an email to ask questions, Uncle Song sent them an email first, but the content in it made the two of them agree. The time is unacceptable-they will be professional killers in the future, and now they have some foundation, and the special forces who go to Vietnam need to receive more actual combat practice.

Thinking of the word "killer", Han Yu and Zhongyi felt their scalps go numb. They never thought that their lives would have anything to do with these two words, and the relationship between Han Qing and Miho that day made the two of them confused. The conversation also made them understand the meaning behind it. They seemed to know earlier than themselves that the two of them were bound to go that way.

Could it be that the purpose of my birth was to walk on this dark path?

During dinner, both of them seemed to be in a bad mood, Miho was a little puzzled, the two who had woken up in the morning looked like frosted eggplants, and Han Qing also seemed to feel the low pressure of the two.

"What's the matter? Didn't the afternoon training go well?" Miho put the last dish on the table and asked casually.

Zhongyi still lowered his head, picking up the rice in the bowl, while Han Yu raised his head and looked at Miho in confusion, but he was a little bit resentful and disappointed. They seem to know something.

"Aunt Miho, did you already know?" Han Yu's disappointed tone made Miho's heart hurt a little, and his words also confirmed Miho's guess. Miho lowered her head and bit her lip. Han Qing raised her eyebrows and secretly Pulled the corner of the mouth.

"I remember I told you that only the three of you will be able to trust each other in the future. You can't even trust me. You were raised by your husband. In order to repay him, you should also accept his arrangement... "

"This should be the other way around. He wanted us to accept his arrangement, so he raised us all by himself?" Before Miho finished speaking, Zhongyi, who had been bowing his head, suddenly interjected, and he put down the bowl. , looking at Miho with the same eyes as Han Yu, Miho frowned.

"Yes, you can say that, but if you didn't have Mr., would you still live in this world and live such a good life?" Miho turned cold, completely different from her usual gentle smile.

That was Aunt Miho whom Han Yu and Zhongyi said they didn't know.

"Then I'd rather never have been in this world." Han Yu stood up, gave Miho a disappointed look, left his seat, and Zhongyi also left the restaurant.

Miho sighed softly, the coldness on her face just now melted away with the two of them leaving, she pulled aside the stool next to Han Qing and sat down, her shoulders drooping weakly, Han Qing put down his chopsticks like a child Sitting obediently, she looked sideways at Miho beside her.

"Aunt Miho, in fact, you look pretty even when you're cold." Because of Han Qing's words, Miho let out a chuckle, and the concealment on her face disappeared a lot. Han Qing with a coquettish face, at this time, this big boy in white home clothes is not at all like the "ready killer" in black vest during the day, who only has a cold face and no expression.

"Really? They probably don't think so."

Han Qing stood up, walked behind Miho, and helped her hold her shoulders, "Aunt Miho, in this world, only you can take care of them like your own children, they may just not be able to accept their future for a while, After they go to Vietnam, it will be difficult not to accept it..." Han Qing slowed down his hand that was still exerting a little force just now, as if he was remembering something, his gaze stayed on a certain point in front, and Miho felt that the hand on his shoulder was no longer exerting force , raised his head strangely.

"what happened?"

Han Qing came back to his senses, the smile just returned to his face in an instant, and shook his head, "It's nothing." He started to help Miho hold the shoulders again, and when Miho turned around, Han Qing sighed softly again .

After returning to the room, Han Yu only turned on the bedside lamp, then threw himself into the large bed, put his hands behind his head, looked deeply at the Nordic-style ceiling, recalling the little things of these years, Except for the short-term happiness when he plays the piano, there is almost nothing to be happy about in his life. Every day is boring books, which are already unbearable, but he still has to bear the fists and kicks, and the coldness on the handles of the guns recently, It turns out that all of these are preparations for the dark future that can be seen now.

Could it be that the seemingly sunny days with Zhongyi have consumed all the sunshine in the future?Or... in fact, there is no sunshine in their life, and all the light is just illuminated by fluorescent lamps?

Now, is there no way out to go?

Thinking about it, sleepiness gradually swept over Han Yu's consciousness. He closed his eyes and fell into the darkness of the night. He seemed to have a dream. His eyes were always blurred, and he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him. He could only hear clinking glasses voices, and some noisy conversations, like the atmosphere of a celebration, a somewhat loud voice came from nowhere——

General Zhao, why didn't you bring the two sons here?

Back to the emperor, the two dogs didn't know that the fifth prince was going to celebrate his birthday, and they were clamoring to go home with their mother to visit relatives, and they would not be able to come back until after a while. When they came back, I would definitely let the two of them come to see the fifth prince...

Han Yu felt himself smiling, thinking: "General Zhao", "Fifth Prince", what era is it?

After that, he couldn't hear the conversation clearly anymore, and he also pulled out of the dream, feeling the mattress under him move, he opened his eyes dimly, and a familiar figure lay beside him.

"Brother, can I sleep with you today?" Zhongyi's unique nasal voice rang in his ears, Han Yu was too lazy to speak, closed his eyes and leaned back, and then pulled the quilt to the side, feeling The people around him lay still, and after covering them with quilts, there was no movement. Han Yu reached out and turned off the bedside lamp.

When Han Yu thought that Zhongyi had already fallen asleep, and he was about to fall asleep again, the people around him seemed to lean towards him, "Brother, are you asleep?"

"Not yet." Han Yu closed his eyes and pulled his consciousness out.

"...have we run out of options?"

Han Yu breathed lightly and didn't answer Zhongyi's question right away.

"...Just go straight ahead." Han Yu turned over, his back was facing Zhongyi, his voice muffled.

Zhongyi turned over, turned his back to Han Yu, buried his head in the large pillow, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time, "Well, I will go wherever my brother is going." Wait until the people behind him have no other movements and breathe evenly Yes, Zhongyi whispered, then closed his eyes.

It seemed to be speaking to Han Yu, but also to himself.

Near midnight, Miho waited for Han Yu, Zhongyi, and Han Qing to go to sleep every time before going to bed. She used to go to everyone's room to see if anyone kicked the quilt before going to bed. She went to Han Qing's room first. She fell asleep, but forgot to turn off the bedside light. She walked to the bed and saw an open book and an MP3 that was still "working" beside Han Qing, and the earphones were still on Han Qing's ears. He picked up the book, looked at the contents inside, and then looked at Han Qing with a little surprise. It turned out that the contents inside were all in English. Between the two pages of the book, and then closed the book, the words "The Little Prince" were written on the cover.Miho gently took off the earphones from Han Qing's ears, put the book and MP3 on the bedside table, turned off the bedside lamp, and walked quietly into Han Qing's room, closing the door gently.

When she walked to Zhongyi's room, she found that the lights were on, but there was no one there. Miho's heart ached immediately, and she ran to Han Yu's room. Through the moonlight outside the window, she saw two people lying on the bed. Miho walked in and saw that Zhongyi had come to Han Yu's room, and Miho felt relieved. She looked at the two people who were already asleep, sighed softly, helped them tuck the quilt, and then lightly He walked out of Han Yu's room, and didn't look away from the two of them until the door was closed.

Miho went back to Zhongyi's room, turned off the lights and the door, and then walked down the stairs slowly, preparing to go back to her room on the first floor to rest, but halfway down, she stopped, and slowly sat down on the stairs, holding her arms in her arms. Knees, chin on knees, looking down the stairs, only the living room with wall lights on, this big house where few people come is even more eerily quiet at this time, outside the window of the living room is the endless night, only the street lamps in the garden It's still on.

The faces of Han Yu, Zhongyi, and Han Qing came to mind one by one, thinking that Uncle Song had told him that when they were 18 years old, they would be sent out to perform "tasks" independently, and Han Qing would be the first one, although Han Qing is the one who doesn't worry Miho the least among the three children, but no matter how mature he is, and how difficult and difficult he has been in the United States and Vietnam, he is still just a child who is still watching fairy tales and falling asleep That's all.

How far and how long the three of them will go on that road that is only dark is unknown.

Thinking of this, Miho's eyes were filled with tears, but she raised her head and held back the tears that were about to fall. She was just a nanny, and all she could do was walk as far as she could with them... …

Two months later, just after the Lunar New Year, Uncle Song asked Miho to pack the bags for Han Yu and Zhongyi. After he got in touch with Vietnam, he could leave at any time. During these two months, Han Yu and Zhongyi practiced crazily Various fighting techniques and marksmanship can be said to change from day to day. Even Han Qing was amazed at their progress, but the smiles that used to appear on the faces of the two of them are decreasing day by day, and their attitudes towards Miho have also changed somewhat, but Miho still took good care of them, even better than before, and Han Qing and Miho also became closer, because Han Qing always thought back, if his mother was still alive, she would probably be only a few years older than Miho. Miho, who is in her early 40s, always feels like a mother.

And less than a week after Miho packed Han Yu and Zhongyi's luggage, and February was still cold in S City, she received two air tickets to Hanoi on the night of February [-] from Uncle Song. After Hanoi, someone naturally took the two of them to the special forces station.

On the day of departure, Miho and Han Qing sent Han Yu and Zhongyi to the airport, changed their boarding passes for them, and checked their luggage. After everything was ready, Miho gave the boarding passes to the two expressionless faces.

"When you arrive in Hanoi, someone will come to pick you up. You have to take good care of yourself and each other, pay attention to your safety, and listen to the captain's words. Do you understand?" Miho gave the last instructions before the two left. For the first time in years, they left her, and Miho was a little apprehensive about the unknown military life.

Han Yu and Zhongyi nodded. It was almost time to board the plane. The two walked towards the gate. When they reached the gate, Han Yu suddenly stopped and turned to look at Miho. He waved to Miho as if he had something to say. Seeing that, Miho quickly walked to the gate, separating a cordon from Comet.

"What's wrong?" Miho looked at Han Yu with concern.

"I just want to ask...Auntie Miho, why did you help Uncle Song take care of us?" Miho knew that Han Yu concealed a lot of words behind this question, such as knowing that Uncle Song was doing illegal business, such as knowing that Uncle Song was helping us. They have arranged for a future that is not bright.

Miho slightly bent the corners of her mouth, and parted the hair that was blocking Han Yu's forehead, "Because Mister saved me, I think I should help him, no matter what he needs."

Han Yu looked at Miho in bewilderment, and it suddenly occurred to him that everyone should have his own story, and few people have no stories like him and Zhongyi.Zhongyi, who had already entered the customs, called Han Yu, and Han Yu came back to his senses, thinking that he should go too, Miho pushed him and urged him to leave quickly.Han Yu turned around and walked into the gate and passed the security check.

The two walked towards the boarding passage inside, and waved goodbye to Miho and Han Qing outside as they walked, and also bid farewell to the past, and set off for another life.