Jiang Hui naturally didn't think so much, but he couldn't help but secretly thought that Huan Xian's bottom line was quite high.
I thought that even if he was not absolutely sane and cold, he would probably be quite independent, but I didn't expect that he would be the delicate type who would blame himself for dragging down his friends.
It was Zhou Xiuwen who was standing here blaming himself. Jiang Hui was not surprised at all, because that guy was obviously a person with very high principles.
Just looking at the anxious expression on his face when he told them before, we knew that he must have struggled and struggled a lot during this short night.
Jiang Hui pretended not to see it and made the other party think that the matter was over.
However, Huan Xian, who behaved normally at the time, is still entangled now. He can't even fall asleep thinking about it in the middle of the night... I guess the reason for the other party's silence today is because of this.
Jiang Hui originally wanted to fight Zhou Xiuwen in the same way, but then he thought about it and thought that if the other party could really digest it, he wouldn't remember it now.
Zhou Xiuwen is a well-behaved and upright person, but he is surprisingly open-minded. Huan Xian makes people feel unfettered, but unexpectedly a little awkward.
Jiang Hui felt inexplicably emotional, and did not directly comfort her. She just started another conversation: "Today-" She turned her head to look at the simulated moon hanging high in the sky.
"...The soldiers who escorted us are dead." Jiang Hui suddenly said such irrelevant words.
Huan Xian looked at the girl silently without interrupting.
"Do you know? I was the one who suggested that they turn back for rescue in the first place. They... originally planned to send us away first before turning back for rescue, but they changed their minds because of our suggestion."
"We all left safely in the end, but they all died in the chaos."
"Although I don't know what happened to make them all die, but this is the result of no change - they are all dead."
Jiang Hui thought that he actually still cared. The moment she heard the news, her heart stopped for a moment, as if her soul had died at that moment.
It's not painful or itchy but it penetrates deep into the bone marrow.
She originally only wanted to use this as an example to describe a similar situation, but the moment she said it completely... Jiang Hui suddenly had the desire to confide in the other person. At this moment, she was no longer a listener, but her role was reversed and she became a confused person seeking help from others.
"I am not the ambitious person who caused this chaotic war, I am just the victim. The direct position that decided their sacrifice has nothing to do with me, even..." Jiang Hui's voice was a little stuck, as if he was not even talking about it. They were all a little confused but still wanted to use accurate words to describe their thoughts: "We also put aside our own safety to help them."
"But the result was that they all died. So many people could live, even Clarence and I survived in such an almost impossible situation. But they all died quietly like this In the flames of guardianship. Why?"
"What if..." Jiang Hui didn't know why, but as he spoke, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of sourness deep in his chest. Only now did she realize that she actually felt uncomfortable because she faced such a short and cruel sacrifice: "I said if - if I hadn't said too much at the beginning, I would have let them be sent to the other end of the passage peacefully. Then Will Clarence be able to leave the scene safely and uninjured? Maybe they can avoid a certain fatal moment and not die?"
Only at this moment did Jiang Hui realize that this was what she had been thinking in her heart. Perhaps it was because of her self-righteous suggestions that neither party got a good result in the end, so could all this be because of her...?
Jiang Hui opened his eyes slightly and turned his head, trying to hold back the tears that surged up due to his physical reaction, so as not to scare the equally confused young man opposite him.
Not wanting to wait for her to hold back the trace of sourness, she heard the young man not far away sigh. Immediately, the other person stood up and stretched out his hand, as if he was handing something over.
Jiang Hui turned back and silently pushed the other person's hand back: "I'm not crying." She looked like a crybaby regardless of how she handed the handkerchief.
"Well, you're not crying." The other party did not take back his hand, but insisted on passing the handkerchief forward.
Jiang Hui saw that the other party was really insisting, so he had no choice but to accept it and hold it in his palm, but the discomfort in his heart quietly disappeared a lot.
"Thanks."
The two of them took turns outputting, but they were confused for a moment, and then felt a little embarrassed.
For a long time, just when Jiang Hui thought that the two of them would remain silent forever, the other party suddenly said: "It's not your fault." The young man said in a deep voice, word by word.
Jiang Hui looked at the other party, but Huan Xian didn't look at her either. He just looked along the moonlight spreading all over the ground, seeming to be obsessed with counting the checkered tiles on the ground, and repeated the sentence again.
"You are right. The people who caused this disaster are not us, but those who are ambitious and use any means to achieve their goals. They are the ones who caused the sin, and they are the ones who should be truly ashamed. You don't have to feel burdened by this."
"And what you said, Clarence probably wouldn't agree with what you said? He would never think that you should be blamed for his injuries just because you suggested those sergeants to return for reinforcements. Maybe for him, it's really worth it What I’m grateful for is that you braved the flames of war to bring him out of the desperate situation of death step by step. We don’t think you did anything wrong.”
"As for those soldiers who died -" Huan Xian retracted his gaze and looked into the eyes of the girl opposite him: "You probably still can't understand... for every soldier who has sworn to protect the safety of the empire and its citizens, death It is not something that is out of reach, on the contrary, they are always prepared to fight and die for the future and glory of the empire."
"We never regret the decisions we made, nor are we afraid of death or threats. There are no what-ifs, only in the moment. If you are afraid, please call our names. I am willing to fight bloody battles for you. I will fight endlessly for my life. We are the empire. Teacher (lions)." Huan Xian chanted in a strange language.
It was not a language that Jiang Hui knew, but the strange thing was that she actually understood it, because she had heard such a song in the memory of this mutilated body, from Jiang Hui's mouth.
The young officer hugged his young daughter and whispered old songs from the army. The little girl was drowsy. The usually cold woman sat on the other side with her hands folded and closed her eyes slightly. The two of them guarded the girl in the middle. .
Such a rare and warm scene is so unforgettable that Jiang Hui, a newcomer who is just a layer away, still remembers it and cannot forget it.
I feel so good about writing this short ballad, and I really want to write it out in its entirety. Unfortunately, the story is not yet in-depth and I feel it is not in place yet. I may complete it when I have a chance in the future.
(End of chapter)
