Because it was training time, there were no people in the dormitory building.

When Chu Yun and the other two went upstairs, they only met the dormitory manager.

"Oh. Isn't this a young man?"

The dormitory manager is nearly 60 years old. He worked as a scout in his early years. After retreating, he entered the Shenlong Camp to do logistics. He worked for his whole life. He has been very familiar with Chu Yun, the veterans of the Shenlong Camp. He has a very good relationship.

When Chu Yun saw the dormitory manager, he took out a pack of cigarettes and threw them to the other party. He smiled and said, "Look at what you said. I am a younger brother in front of you."

"Why take advantage of me?" The dormitory manager happily opened the cigarette and threw one into his mouth. "I am not as young as yours."

Chu Yun was not in a hurry to go back to the dormitory. He sat on a small bench and chatted with the dormitory manager.

It was already eleven o'clock. The old man usually had lunch at this time. He would not have time to eat before the soldiers returned to the dormitory and started making a fuss.

Sitting off the stool, a stack of peanuts, half a pound of pork head meat, a plate of three fresh dumplings, and a bowl of old vinegar on the small table.

The wine has no brand. I don’t know if it was a special offer from the leader in the camp or a bulk wine sent from my hometown. It tastes spicy but very pure.

"A whole bowl." The dormitory manager poured a bowl for Chu Yun.

"Okay." Chu Yun grinned and took the wine bowl handed over by the old man. The two clinked glasses and drank them all in one go.

"Does it taste good?" The dormitory manager held a cigarette in his mouth, his face full of pleasure. "My old woman sent it from her hometown is not expensive and the brewing is also rough. But it is just for my appetite. It is more friendly than the special drink given to me by the leader."

Chu Yun nodded and said, "Just drink. Just drink with peace of mind."

"Let's take a look back?" Mr. Guan turned his mind and asked with a narrowed eye.

Chu Yun was stunned. Then he nodded: "Yes."

"The boss came here half an hour ago. Now, I'll bring me two special bottles." The dormitory manager pointed to the two bottles of fine wine inside the door. Then he took a sip of cigarettes and smashed his mouth. "It can be seen that he is in a bad mood. He left without talking to me."

Chu Yun lit a cigarette but did not respond.

He should have left four years ago.

It has been delayed until now, one is because the boss has a stubborn temper, and the other is because he is a little reluctant to leave.

Now that he has had such a quarrel with the Cao family, he has to leave even if he wants to leave. If he doesn't want to leave, he has to leave even if he doesn't want to leave.

"Although I'm just a guardian," said the dormitory manager slowly. "But the boss has put in a lot of effort in the past few years and has done a lot of work. I see it all. The accident back then had a great impact on you. The boss was not feeling well. But he was the leader. He couldn't just leave just like you. The burden on his shoulders was not something you can understand."

"I said this, but I didn't drink the boss's special offer. I had to say a few good things to him. I just hope that you don't hate the boss in your heart. Those kids are your brothers of life and death. Isn't it just promoted and trained by the boss? You feel heartbroken. Can he feel comfortable?"

The dormitory manager poured another glass of wine for Chu Yun, picked up the wine bowl and said, "Drink."

Chu Yun picked up the bowl without saying a word and drank it all in one go.

The spicy wine blooms in the mouth, with great momentum. It makes the internal organs seem to be about to burn.

The dormitory manager threw two peanuts into his mouth and spit out the turbid air, saying, "In recent years, the Shenlong Camp has slowly recovered its vitality. The girl around you has done a lot of effort. The boss has also worked overtime. I often get up at 3 or 4 in the morning, and I can see that the lights in the boss's office are on. You said he is an old man who is almost 60 years old. If he doesn't hold back his resentment, he can torture himself like that? The military headquarters has promoted him several times, promoted him and transferred him from the Shenlong Camp. He refused with a tough attitude. Why? Isn't he just reluctant to leave those children?"

"Chu Yun, the uncle said something to you. Over the years, you have been for the country and the people, and your heart is covered with blood. The flags are stained red and the earth is covered with blood. The uncle can see it and admire you very much. You are leaving. It is not surprising that you have suffered a grievance and are unhappy in your heart."

"The uncle only asks. Come back and check it out when you have time. This place will always be your parents' home. In the boss's heart, no one can take your place."

The dormitory manager picked up the wine bowl and drank the third bowl with Chu Yun.

"Go and have a look." The dormitory manager put down the wine bowl and urged Chu Yun to return to the dormitory. "Next time I come back, this dormitory building may be renovated and expanded."

After listening to what Mr. Guan said, Chu Yun was in a particularly heavy mood.

He nodded with a solemn expression.

Accompanied by Kong Zhu, Chu Yun went to his dormitory.

Behind him, the old man hummed "Bloody Style" in a tone-incomplete tone.

This song is one of the few Chu Yun can sing it all. It is the favorite thing that the dormitory manager likes to hum. Occasionally, the third day of the night is over. The old man will sing a group of choruses in the entire dormitory building. The leaders are so amused that they don’t drink, it’s too disturbing to drink. It’s not appropriate for the soldiers to sing patriotic songs.

"On the flag of the Republic, there is our blood-stained style..."

Chu Yun hummed in a low voice. All his mind was filled with memories.

From the moment he entered the base, his brain never stopped.

There are too many memories stored here. Every memory is worth Chu Yun’s lifelong memory.

Those soldiers who fell in a pool of blood, those comrades who were generously executed in order to defend the integrity of their country and the dignity of their country. Those familiar but gradually blurred faces.

Too many memories, too many emotions intertwined.

Crack.

Chu Yun pushed open the door of the dormitory.

The placement inside the house was exactly the same as when he left.

"No one has touched anything here." Kong Zhu said calmly. "I will come over to clean occasionally. The boss has also come and sit a few times. But he only sits for a while, smokes two cigarettes, and then leaves."

Chu Yun raised his hand and touched the shelf bed. The spotless tabletop, the red kettle on the table, and the bedding that was regularly renovated and washed.

Before leaving, Chu Yun folded the quilt into tofu pieces. The angle was sharp and as sharp as a Chinese warrior.

Pick.

Chu Yun lit a cigarette and sat on the bed.

This day came after all.

What he said was so relaxed and so casual.

But his entire youth was dedicated to the army. His best years and most sincere emotions were also handed over to the Shenlong Camp.

How can there be so many that can be taken and put down?

Chu Yun has never been a cold-hearted guy.

He is not good at playing cool either.

Until I return to the dormitory and bring back all the memories in my mind.

His eyes were dry and red.

It's hard to control one's own feelings.

"The uncle said, the place will be renovated and expanded soon?" Chu Yun took a deep breath of cigarettes and asked with his lips pursed.

"Yes." Kong Zhu nodded slightly. "There are more elites to absorb. Accommodation conditions need to be improved. The beds are obviously not enough."

After a pause, Kong Zhu said slowly: "But the boss said that no matter whether the bed is tight or not, he will help you keep the dormitory."

“I don’t like to drag the mud.”

Chu Yun turned over and stood up.

Take out the duffel bag from a corner cabinet, then stuff the bedding in, including the bowls, chopsticks, water kettles he used, and stuff them all into it.

Finally, he took away the organ that was secretly hidden in the drawer.

That was his first roommate and last roommate left behind in the Shenlong Camp.

Whenever the night is late but there is no sleepiness, the roommate will take out the organ and play a song.

He only knows this song.

The song is called "Friendship forever".

Praise friendship, but it reveals sadness.
Chapter completed!