By the time Shi Liang calmed down and returned to the camp, it was already dark. As usual, the man returned to the barracks where his third platoon was located first to check whether there were any omissions in today's affairs. The Youshi hour has passed, and the lights in Yujieyi's camp are mostly extinguished, but the three rows of barracks are still lit.
'Meng Fan is a smart boy, he knew that I would definitely come back to the camp. Shi Liang thought to himself and walked into the tent.
"Lao Shi, you're back." The man was stunned when he heard the call. The person calling him was not Meng Fan, who was on duty today, but his good brother Geng San. There was no one else in the barracks, and the other soldiers had naturally gone back to their dormitories to rest.
Seeing Shi Liang come in, Geng San was obviously hesitant. He stood up and seemed to be about to speak but stopped. He didn't speak for a long time and stood frozen in place. There was something wrong with the brother but it was so difficult to talk about it. The man naturally asked: "Third brother, do you have something to say?"
Now that Shi Liang had spoken, Geng San answered: "Well, I'm leaving with Lao Yang." This was something he had already decided.
"Are you still determined to leave?" Shi Liang asked. Naturally, he could sense that this was not the impromptu intention of his good brother. In fact, the man was not very surprised by this. Geng San had already mentioned that he wanted to leave, but now it was just a matter of course.
Geng San nodded, as if he was a little worried about his brother, and explained: "Yes, I discussed it with Lao Yang last time when I met him, and he has already made arrangements for me." Now Lao San Only when facing a brother who can think about himself, will he feel a little reluctant. Too many things happened in Yujie Town, which tortured this physically and mentally exhausted man all the time, making him extremely uncomfortable and wishing he could escape immediately.
"Okay." Shi Liang knew that he had already guessed what he said when he said goodbye to Geng San and Yang Hao that day. "Let me tell you at the beginning of the trip. You are also his disciple, he I'll understand." For Lao San, perhaps leaving Yujie is a better choice.
"Thank you." Geng San stood up and bowed. Although Yang Hao had arranged everything for him with Master Bai Yan, after all, Lu Pei still needed to agree to release him.
Shi Liang quickly helped him up, patted his brother on the shoulder, and said guiltily: "It's okay, I just hope you won't blame me."
Geng San naturally knew what Shi Liang was talking about, and he could understand his brother's kindness to him. There was even a time when he had thought that if he had been Shi Liang and Wang Dashi at that time, it would certainly have been the same. However, there are always some helpless choices in this world. Even though you know clearly that the other person wants what you want, you still can't let it go.
"I know, you are doing it for my own good." Geng San was silent for a long time, and finally slowly relaxed, not letting go, but just not wanting to let his brother struggle with this anymore.
The parting was not as affectionate as imagined, only the sad people reluctantly hugged each other. The friendship is still there, but there is no longer the separation between them that they used to have.
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Chasing the setting sun in the west, a luxuriously decorated bird-like car drove alone on a quiet mountain trail. The wild road was not easy to walk, and the bumpy journey made the soft carriage seat seem to turn into a rocking boat. The rocking was not very fast, but it made the porcelain jade doll, who was a little tired after playing for a day, start to feel sleepy. His father's arms were drowsy, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping.
The mountains and forests became darker and darker, and several clear but not too loud hoarse voices came from the shadows: "Xiao Li! Where are you! You are going home!" The shouting voice was full of worry, "My daughter, you Where have you gone?" It must be a farm mother who has been working hard all day, looking for her daughter who has not returned for a long time.
The squeaking sound of the carriage rocking made the shouts in the distance a little unclear. The porcelain jade doll was still in a daze. Her delicate and round face frowned slightly, as if she had had a terrible nightmare. She turned over with sleepy eyes. He tugged on his father's green sleeves anxiously, and asked in a low voice, not quite sure: "Dad, was someone calling Xiaoli's name just now?"
The bird-like beast ran lightly on its feet, its wheels kept rolling, and with slight bumps, it moved forward leisurely, and soon it drove onto the spacious driveway leading to the bustling town. The car was driving away, and now apart from the swaying and creaking sounds of the carriage, there was only the whisper of the wind outside.
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was playing with the little girl's precious clay sculpture puppy with one hand, and slowly patting the little daughter's back with the other hand. Seeing the intermittent sleepy words of the daughter who was about to fall asleep, he softly whispered: " Good girl, you are too tired from playing, please sleep for a while."
The setting sun quietly set over the mountain while the little girl was sleeping, and the sky suddenly became a little darker. The car was still speeding on its way home, and the man's gentle caress soon made the porcelain jade doll fall asleep again, relying on its father.
The girl who returned home did not wait for the opportunity to go out again, and the middle-aged man in Qingyi soon went on a long trip. With her father absent, the little girl naturally became even less talkative. Apart from the familiar and deep house in the compound, the only ones who accompanied her every day were some obedient and careful servants who guarded the house.
The porcelain jade doll has grown a little taller, and is obviously no longer as lively and happy as before. The little girl now has a little habit. She will often retreat to the left and right, lying alone on the railing of the small building in the courtyard, staring blankly at the carriages and horses outside the far wall.
Various vehicles come and go on the streets of the small town, and busy pedestrians are always in a hurry, and no one will stop for even a moment. These men and women were simply dressed in rough clothes and short clothes with patches all over their bodies. Although they were ordinary, they looked like wandering orioles at ease, without too much restraint.
The young girl has been observing for a long time, but rarely can she find the same figure. This inadvertent discovery makes the girl feel even more uncomfortable. People who are constantly working around begging for food will probably never even think about it in this life. In their insurmountable high-walled mansion, a petite girl as beautiful as jade is enviously longing for the ordinary freedom they have always had.
The days were as ordinary as water, until many days later, the slightly fat middle-aged man in Tsing Yi led a taciturn little boy back to the high-walled courtyard where the girl was locked up.
Today, the jade porcelain doll is wearing a light green floral dress, with white butterflies vividly appearing on the skirt. She is sitting on the balustrade of the courtyard, as beautiful and agile as an elf left in the world. The little girl's temperament was obviously quite lively. She leisurely climbed to the top of the mountain. As soon as she saw her father returning home, she immediately jumped up. Then, under the frightened and confused gazes of the servants, she jumped down. When I got to the courtyard, I jumped up and down and rushed to the front courtyard of the courtyard.
The middle-aged Qing Yi was naturally dusty when he came back, but he was still dressed in a gorgeous robe as luxurious as before he left. When the man saw his daughter running out to greet him, he was naturally happy. Then he seemed to have thought of something. He smiled and narrowed his eyes. He pulled the little boy walking behind him and introduced: "Nanny, his name is Ming Feifei. , I will be your good friend from now on."
Then she saw her father whom she had not seen for a long time, but before they could embrace each other with joy, she heard the man in Tsing Yi's sudden words. Naturally, the little girl turned her head away and carefully observed the skinny boy her father brought home. Ming Feifei was obviously a little uncomfortable with the environment at this time, and still carefully followed behind the man in green, tremblingly dodging the curious eyes of the people around him.
The little girl frowned. The skinny boy in front of her looked like he was picked up from the garbage by his father. He was extremely slovenly. His clothes had probably not been washed for a long time and were stained with a thick layer of gray dust. It was difficult to distinguish the original color. color. The inner plain clothes had obviously been worn for too long, and the edges were extremely wrinkled. They fit tightly on the dark and withered body, which was already somewhat thin. The hair was messy and shawl, as scattered as clumps of grass, and there were yellow and white spots looming at the corners of the dry and cracked mouth. Small spots, if there are flies, emit a slightly unpleasant smell.
"I don't want it. He's not clean. He's too dirty and doesn't look good." The little girl pouted and said several dissatisfactions in succession, her face full of resistance. Being so disgusted by his master's daughter, the thin boy naturally raised his head, but his eyes that were originally evasive suddenly flashed with murderous intent, and then his color changed instantly, and his eyes turned out to be blank. .
This was the first time Ming Feifei saw Lin Muyan. The young and down-and-out boy never dared to think that there could be such beautiful things in the world.
The boy's flash of murderous intent was naturally caught in the attentive girl's eyes. At that moment, she was like a canary in a cage, seeing a hungry wanderer for the first time. Evil cat, instinctive fear drove the girl to unconsciously grab her father's arm, and her little hands inadvertently grabbed it tightly and used force.
The middle-aged man didn't pay too much attention. He gently broke away from the girl's little hand and squatted down slightly. He patiently explained to his daughter: "Nanny, he is an orphan. He has no mother and no father. We will be together in the future. Can you take care of him?"
The little girl, who was still a little scared, still turned her body sideways and hid behind her father. Having middle-aged Qing Yi beside him naturally made the girl feel more at ease. Just now I heard that the ricket-skinned boy in front of me no longer had a family. The little girl who had been missing her mother since childhood instinctively showed some empathy. She looked at the boy timidly and couldn't help but said: "Really? He also has no mother. ? No more daddy?" The girl's unexpected question brought back some not-so-good memories to the skinny black boy, and his face looked like he was crying but not smiling, and became even more ugly.
The middle-aged man nodded, not minding the boy's embarrassment. He patted the skinny boy's rough head, pulled him and pushed him in front of the porcelain girl, and introduced him seriously: "He will be our family from now on. Fei No, you have to protect your sister."
"Yes! Foster father." The closeness and easy-going approach of the middle-aged man in green made the dark-skinned boy feel a rare warmth that he had never experienced in his life. Although he knew that this cute girl who looked like a fairy child in front of him still disliked him, he still solemnly He nodded and made up his mind to protect this beautiful girl in front of him who was extremely important to his adoptive father.
