Battle in Changsha in the Qingming Festival

, closed the newspaper spread on his lap and put it aside, and continued in a slow voice: "It has been found out, this is a contradiction within the Sheng family. Sheng Changhai's younger brother, Sheng Changjiang, hired street gangsters to compete for the family property. .”

He tightened his grip on the phone, and a stern look flashed across his face very quickly, "I see, thank you father."

"You don't need to thank me, because I won't interfere in the follow-up. If you want to solve this matter, come back in person."

"Father, you know that I won't be returning to Chongqing for the time being. You better stop wasting your efforts."

Father Gu rubbed the center of his brows, sighed, feeling a little tired, he didn't know whether he was tired physically or mentally, "Shaohuan, you are the only son I have."

Needless to say the rest, he thought Gu Qingming would understand.

"I know." Gu Qingming's aura became more and more fierce, "But... I still want to stay!"

Father Gu raised one hand and patted his leg heavily, "What's the use of you staying? One more you and one less you, the situation will not change in any way."

"I understand, but father, I can't be so selfish. If every soldier thinks like you said, and the morale of the army will not be shaken over time, then... it's really over!" He stopped, and his tone just now was a little bit awkward Excited, he took a breath and calmed down, "Father... your years of hard work will be in vain."

"Well... now that I'm old, I don't care about wasting anything. What I want now is the safety and well-being of your siblings, and the rest..." He smiled lightly, as if he had seen through the world of mortals. , "I can't control it, and I don't want to control it anymore."

"However, I'm not as good as you. I can't watch the country fall and the family fall with a cold eye. Although I am weak, I still want to fight. The revolution has not been won, so I will not go home." Gu Qingming's voice suddenly became thicker, and the words rolled down , without the slightest doubt, seems to have the lofty ambition to swallow mountains and rivers with arrogance.

The atmosphere is moving more and more toward a stalemate, which is not what they want to see.

After stating his will, he calmed down and continued, "Sorry, Father, what I just said may have been too arbitrary, but I hope you can seriously consider what I said and let me walk the path of my own choice."

It was hard for Gu Qingming to call home once, and he didn't want to make trouble every time, besides, what he said was right.So, at this time, Father Gu, who was calling the wind and calling for the rain, had no choice but to back down, avoiding this sensitive topic for the time being, and his tone became natural and earnest, "Okay, since you are so determined, then I won't say anything more. Listen Qin Yun said, you really care about that Sheng Qili?"

"Yes, Father!"

"Then bring it back earlier and let me see it too."

Father Gu would not bring up this matter for no reason, and Gu Qingming knew in his heart that what Father Gu said was true to his roots, and all he wanted was to take this opportunity to bring him back to Chongqing.

He smiled, with self-deprecating, "It will be then."

Even he himself doesn't know when that sentence will be.

"You young people always talk about the time, when the time comes, and I don't know if I, an old man, can wait for that time."

Father Gu is getting old, and what he looks forward to the most in the past few years is to see his children safe, get married and establish a career. It's just that, as an old man, he always finds a different way and doesn't follow his expectations. But as a father, seeing his youngest son now He became the staff officer of the lieutenant colonel at a young age by himself. He was both proud and helpless.

Gu Qingming didn't know how to answer his old father's words. He was indeed cowardly emotionally, because he couldn't give her a stable life, and he didn't want to let her be alone.

I had no choice but to skip the topic, "You have to take care of your health."

"Forget it, you should pay more attention to your health when you are alone there, don't let us worry."

There is still a big rock in his heart, considering his current state, he has no choice but to ask Father Gu for help, "Father... I want to ask you one more thing."

"Let's talk." There was no emotion on the phone.

"Please bring to justice those who should have been punished long ago."

Wrinkles piled up on Father Gu's forehead, "It's not impossible to ask me to act for you, but you have to promise me one condition." Pause.

There was silence in Gu Qingming's eyes, just like the calm before the storm, he relaxed his back slightly, "Please tell me."

"If you want to stay in Changsha, I won't persuade you, but you have to promise that you will not go to the battlefield within a year."

Father Gu's voice was like a bell, hitting his heart, his face gradually turned ugly, and after a long time, he still didn't respond positively.

Father Gu was patient, only holding the phone, waiting for his answer on the other end.

He finally lost to himself, gritted his teeth, and replied in a deep and firm voice with a tugging heartstring: "Okay, I promise!"

The sun outside the window is just right, I don't know if she is busy fighting with life again at this time.

Hanging up the phone, he got up.

Xiao Mu had been standing outside the door, and when he saw Gu Qingming coming out, he said with a usual smile, "Sir, are you done?"

Gu Qingming nodded lightly, "Well, let's go!"

"report!"

"Come in!"

Gu Qingming saluted and asked, "Mr. Fang, do you have anything to do with me?"

Master Fang is Fang Xianjue, Chairman Jiang's favorite general, and is currently the deputy commander of the Tenth Division.

"Come on, Qingming, sit down first."

"Yes!"

Seeing that Gu Qingming was sitting down, Fang Xianjue started this conversation, "Qingming, I called you here this time to inform you that from today onwards, you will be transferred from the [-]th Division to the Tenth Division, especially for the Tenth Division. chief of staff."

He had sensed it at first, so the news wasn't too shocking to him, his expression remained unchanged, still cold.

Fang Xianjue continued, "There is one more thing, we have to move the position with the garrison, time is running short, you go back and pack up, and leave early tomorrow morning."

Sheng Qili checked the recovery of the wound, and covered the gauze again. Xiaobing was eager to listen to the doctor's advice, but as soon as his eyes touched her pink face, which was a little more colorful than spring flowers, he couldn't help but blush and heartbeat. The patient's cheerful mouth trembled, "Doctor, doctor, how am I?"

She slowly raised her hand, her bare hands were like beautiful jade, and she smiled faintly, "He's recovering well, but remember not to get too excited, otherwise the wound will open easily."

When she passed by here occasionally, she saw this little soldier dancing and laughing, completely ignoring the large and small wounds all over his body. The nurses complained several times because the wounds were cracked by laughing.

Xiaobing bowed his head guiltyly, embarrassed, and lowered the volume, "Yes."

Jinfeng pushed the medicine cart, walked past the soldier, followed behind Sheng Qili, and said in a low voice, "I don't know if he listened to it. If it wasn't for countless times of mending, his wounds would have healed by now."

Sheng Qili took out her pen, focused her eyes on the medical record, and wrote down the situation of Xiaobing just now.

Jin Feng first saw Gu Qingming standing at the door of the ward. She guessed that she was looking for Sheng Qili, so she walked in and reminded, "Doctor Sheng, Chief Gu."

Sheng Qili slipped her pen, and the tip of the pen almost ruined the entire page. She quickly closed the book to cover up the stroke that revealed her emotions.

Looking at the person hidden deep in his heart, his eyes lit up instantly, as bright as a sea of ​​stars, and his lips parted slightly, revealing the deepest smile that reached the bottom of his heart.

"You came."

The two found a secluded path, walked side by side, stepped on a few leaves scattered on the ground, and the crisp sound indicated that they would fall apart.

Gu Qingming looked down at the maple leaves lying on the side at his feet. The leaves were slightly yellow, and there were two leaf holes in the center that had been bitten by insects, and the corners were also faintly curled inward.

"I... will leave tomorrow."

Sheng Qili choked on her feet, her complexion changed suddenly, her heart suddenly stopped beating, her chest was empty, she opened her mouth, and finally fell silent.

He held her hand and shortened the distance between them, "Be careful."

She looked up to the sky and took a deep breath, wringing her nose, "So fast, where are you going?"

Gu Qingming did not let go, the lines on the corners of his lips deepened, "Temporarily withdraw from Changsha and head north."

"Then when will you come back?" She didn't want him to leave.

"I don't know." He couldn't give Sheng Qili the exact date, "The whereabouts of the Japanese are erratic, and the garrison has to pursue them all the way to prevent them from approaching Changsha."

"You are finally going to the front line, congratulations, you got your wish."

"It's not as simple as you think." He couldn't go his own way, so many things, he was powerless, and his eyes gradually became distant, "I can only be a soldier who can't go to the battlefield."

His tone was so vacant that he couldn't find a point of attachment at all, and the depression and disappointment in his mouth were clearly revealed.

What father wants to watch his son die?

While Sheng Qili understood Gu Qingming, she also understood Gu's father.

"Not being able to go to the battlefield doesn't mean you haven't killed the enemy. You travel around every day to raise supplies and transfer wounded soldiers. You're just making sacrifices in another way."

There was a gentle breeze in her eyes that made him feel at ease.

Not going to the battlefield is also called sacrifice.It was the first time he heard such remarks, and he couldn't help but silently recite them in his mind.

suddenly.

There was a silver light in Gu Qingming's eyes, and he used a little force with one hand to narrow the distance between them, and put his other hand on her shoulder, straightened it, and faced himself, with a faint trembling in his voice, "Sheng Qili, say, Should I go?"

It will be a long time for him to walk away. Sheng Qili unconsciously pinched her palms tighter and tighter. Her eyes penetrated his armor and melted into his blood, like the oxygen he depended on for survival, shuttling through warmth. blood fountain.

"be careful."

The dream he has been chasing for several years may be about to come true. She is willing to wait for his return in a far away place, whether it is life or death, she will accept it all.