Bandits join the army

"Ah."

His eyes were affectionate, but all he could answer was a few simple words.

"okay."

The number of words did not affect Bai Feifei's multi-kill. Back then, when he tied Jing Shuiliang to the cottage, Jing Shuiliang didn't say a word for three days in a row, so he was also happy.

What's more, today's wish has come true, talk more and talk less, mutual understanding is the most important thing, isn't it?

He also gave a brief answer. The communication between the two is like an old husband and wife. It seems that the long-term relationship has indeed made the two of them have a tacit understanding.

After finishing speaking, Bai Feifei waved, grabbed his coat and put it on his shoulders, and walked back at a leisurely pace.

When he was going out, he happened to see Jing Fengyang sitting on a chair in the distance smoking a cigarette, without a light, after that, the light from the window behind him almost merged with the setting sun and sunset glow, making his whole body red, as if his clothes were full of skin. It is a layer of red fireworks.

Bai Feifei thought to himself: "Your younger brother has a fairy image, you two are similar, could it be that your younger brother is an ice god and you are a fire god?"

However, Bai Feifei is really embarrassed to ask such a stupid question. Once he walks by, it's not good for him to talk too much. Between the two of them, it's not good for him to talk too much, so he just stood there in a daze for a while. I don't know if I should talk, or if I should pretend I didn't see it, and just walk away.

"Go."

Jing Fengyang opened his mouth one step ahead, and waved his hand at Bai Feifei, the cigarette ash in his hand shook off his fingertips and disappeared in the mud.

Bai Feifei nodded, understood, and walked away without any further hesitation.

All he cares about is Jing Shuiliang.

Jing Fengyang sat on the chair and watched the setting sun gradually lose to the night, a cigarette was burned out, and he didn't want to let the owner want to let go, so the cigarette butt struggled hard, biting the finger that controlled him with sparks.

Only then was rescued.

Jing Shuiliang walked out of the house, hid the hot cigarette butt from his brother's hand, and stepped on the ground as revenge.

"Brother, the smoke is gone."

Jing Fengyang looked at the little halo left, wondering if he was listening.

After a while, he replied lightly: "Well, yes."

His voice was hoarse, and the dark circles under his eyes were finally covered by the night.

Outside, he is a soldier who fights on the battlefield, guarding the land with his own blood. One day, all the blood will belong to the earth and become the nourishment for the vitality of weeds and flowers.

I wonder if these flowers will say thank you.

"Brother, just now, I didn't mean it."

Jing Shuiliang explained that a long conversation could start at any time.

At this time, Jing Fengyang turned his head to look at his younger brother. He will never forget this face that is [-]% similar to his own. When he first saw this kid, he was hugged in his arms, soft and waxy, obviously She is very good-looking, but she doesn't like to laugh.

It has been since childhood.

In his eyes, there is no difference between Jing Shuiliang now and then, except that he can speak.

"Shuiliang, do you know that my brother never felt that you have grown up, but you have grown up."

It is profound, and Jing Shuiliang can understand it, but it is just that the naughty boy finally grows up, no longer stubborn, but it is also deep.

"Since that day, today is the first time that you and I meet and talk."

Jing Fengyang said this again, expressing the suffering of the past few years, it's not because Jing Shuiliang's younger brother is stingy and refuses to forgive, nor is it because he holds grudges, and there is no discord between brothers.

It's just that they all believe in time, believe that time can forgive themselves, and can make two people no longer face each other with tears and trembling lips and teeth.

That beautiful woman took away all the nostalgia in their hearts, and it seemed that there was always a tenderness that could not be put down, unwilling to stop, running around with the master, and there was little left that was worn out.

"Shuiliang, I'm very happy that you can come out. It's because I lost my status as a brother, and I didn't mean it."

Jing Fengyang admitted that he did misread the wrong person for a few moments, but this time, the person who came back did not belong to him.

Jing Shuiliang was also surprised, but then he was relieved.

What if it is true?Is it possible that we really need a fight?There is no need to grab this person, and the person Bai Feifei likes is not him. As fate dictates, it is meaningless to hurt a wounded person again, and how can he bear it.

He looked at Jing Fengyang, his elder brother was only a few years older than himself, but already had dark silver threads, dots echoing the thin shallow grooves at the end of his eyes.

He is old, and his brother is old.

"Shui Liang, I miss her very much..."

This sentence finally fell on the barren land, where weeds grew wildly, but it could only entangle this sentence and swell it up.

He didn't hold back the tears. The sore tip of his nose let the tears go. Men's tears are always so caught off guard.

Jing Shuiliang's eyes were also a little red, but this time, it was no longer for the past, nor for that woman.

"..."

Jing Shuiliang opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. In the end, he just watched his brother lick his wound.

In fact, he can't do anything. After so many years, my brother should cry.

He turned his head away, lit a cigarette, and slowly tasted the smell of shredded tobacco, trying to keep his mind clear.

"it's already over."

He floated out such a sentence along with the smoke, in order to commemorate all the memories of the past, and finally said this sentence sincerely.

it's already over.

There was not a long burst of crying, each tear was full of weight, each drop was the longing and guilt for the deceased wife.

Finally, Jing Fengyang's heart that had been imprisoned for a long time was liberated.

When it was over, he wiped his eyes, took off his palm, and returned to his usual manner.

"Brother, how long do you intend to stay here this time?"

Jingshui Liangyan only burned half of it.

Jing Fengyang lit another cigarette and put it on his hand again, this time it should not burn his hand.

"I can't say for sure. If I have something to do tomorrow, I will leave tomorrow. The longest will be a month."

"Forget it, you," Jing Shuiliang punched his elder brother's shoulder, Jing Fengyang just stood still, Jing Shuiliang didn't care, and continued to talk: "Your matter, there is nothing you can't push, if you can stay for two more days Stay for two days, you used to say that I am young, show you my military headquarters, you can also enjoy two days."

Jing Fengyang laughed and took a deep breath.

"Okay, as long as there is no war, it's not bad to stay for a few more days."

After he finished speaking, he didn't pause for a while before he answered another sentence.

"The food here is pretty good."

Jing Shuiliang laughed out loud.

"The food is good, but the people who cook are good."

Jing Fengyang nodded and narrowed his eyes, knowing in his heart that it was his younger brother who was teasing his elder brother.