She was really afraid that his next sentence would be, "I'll take you home when I'm done." She immediately waved her hand, "No! I won't go back to Beijing!"

He did smile after all, but it was so light that she couldn't even see it under the cover of night.

"Then what do you want to do?" he asked, with a touch of helplessness in his tone.

"I... just want to walk around and stretch my muscles." After hearing that she didn't have to go back, she happily trotted up to him.

He exhaled heavily. She couldn't tell whether it meant he was angry or that he couldn't do anything to her. Anyway, she just heard him throw two words to her, "Let's go." His tone was like throwing meat and bones to Yan Zhuang's family in Beijing.

The little Chow Chow I raised.

However, she was extremely satisfied.

I followed him walking in the army, gradually getting farther and farther, getting darker and darker, and finally walked into a woods.

He remained silent and strode ahead, but she still had to trot to keep up.

The night was so dense that only the last ray of gray was left. The woods were so dark that it was almost impossible to see the road. She just relied on instinct to follow his footsteps in front of her. The surroundings were quiet, and she could only hear the footsteps of the two of them.

, her heart tightened, and she looked around as she walked, wondering if something scary would come out of any corner. Well, if it was broad daylight, she wouldn't believe in supernatural things, but this atmosphere was too weird.

…

Suddenly, there was a loud crash behind her. She could no longer hold on, screamed "Ah" and threw herself at him in front of her.

He turned around when he heard the voice, and she threw herself into his arms without caring about anything else. She just hugged his waist tightly, buried her head in his arms, and trembled all over.

Everything returned to calm.

His voice sounded above his head, "Maybe it's a hare or a pheasant or something. With me here, what's there to be afraid of?"

She gradually calmed down, and suddenly remembered that many years ago, he hugged her like this and said, "With me here, they don't dare to bully you!"

In an instant, tears filled my eyes...

"No... I'm not afraid... I'm just... not mentally prepared..." She choked a little and quietly wiped her tears on his clothes.

"You are so stubborn! You are shaking when you speak! Why don't we just go back?"

"No!" She reacted fiercely. She didn't know where he was going to take her, but no matter where she went, she couldn't give up and become a deserter! The first was that she couldn't let him underestimate her, and the second was that she tried every means to get into his

The world, today might be a good start, she didn't want to waste it!

"I won't go back! No!" She was still stubborn as always, but she couldn't help but hold on to his arm tightly and didn't dare to let go.

He didn't say anything else, nor did he shake off her hand, he let her hold it all the way and continued walking forward.

After walking for about ten minutes, after leaving the woods, the field of vision suddenly broadened. It seemed as if we had reached the end of the mountain. A large open space appeared. In the remaining gray light, we could tell that they were standing on the top of the mountain, with some distance ahead.

A huge boulder, and beyond that is a cliff.

She walked to the stone and looked down. It was dark and deep under the cliff, and the cold wind blew slowly. She was really worried that she would be blown down, so she quickly took a few steps back.

Looking from a distance, she only saw a dark and foggy area. She thought that those were mountains shrouded in thick fog. She couldn't help but point to the layers of darkness and asked, "How many meters above sea level is this place? Are all those mountains?"

"

"Yes! The altitude of where we are standing is over 3,500." His voice sounded from behind, low and rich.

She turned her back to him, and the sound lingered thickly behind her, like a warm wall that she could lean on and support.

She was thinking, if she took a step back, would she be able to lean on his chest?

After hesitating, he took a step forward and stood beside her, "Are you feeling better?"

His voice was no longer so cold. Although it was not gentle, it was rare for him to talk to her like this.

She was a little flattered and didn't realize what he asked her for a long time. Then she finally figured it out. It turned out that he was asking her if she was feeling better. She didn't know if it meant he cared about her, but her heart was warmed at that moment.

She was very fulfilled. In fact, she was really not greedy. Just such a casual greeting could satisfy her so much. This was the first time he asked her if she was okay after she came here...

"Yeah! Much better! It's okay!" She nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes.

"Look at that stone." He pointed to the huge stone on the edge of the cliff and said, "Did you see it? There are many carvings on it."

He took out a lighter and lit it. In the bright light, he saw that the surface of the stone was painted messily. It was obvious that words had been carved on it, but all of them had been erased.

"Why is this?" She touched the messy and irregular scratches with her hands, wondering who had written on them but wanted to erase them all.

"This stone is called Wife-Wang Stone." He walked closer and stepped on it.

"Wife-Wang Stone?" She had only heard of Husband-Watching Stone, right? But it is understandable that this army is full of men, and they naturally look for wives, but is there any allusion?

But he really started to tell the story, "This is a story that has been circulated by the S regiment for a long time. Shortly after the S regiment was first established, the regiment leader's wife also came here with the army. At that time, there were still several families living near the top of the mountain.

Ordinary people, once there was a sudden mudslide, the S regiment rescued itself and the nearby people at the same time. That time, the S regiment made a great contribution, because miraculously not a single civilian went missing or died..."

His voice became low, and he did not hear the joy and excitement that should be expected from a meritorious service story. Tao Zi sensitively guessed something and asked softly, "There are no civilian casualties, but there are casualties among our own people, right?"

He glanced at her in surprise and nodded, "When we came back from the rescue, the regiment leader couldn't find his wife... The entire regiment went out to look for his wife, vowing to dig out every inch of soil with his hands to find his wife."

I dug it out, but... my sister-in-law's body was dug up under this cliff two days later..."

That kind of night, that kind of wind, that kind of atmosphere, and the story he told in that tone made her already sentimental feel extremely heavy, and also gave her a deeper understanding of the distant profession of a soldier. She didn't know

Why would he tell her such a story, but then tugged on his clothes and swore, "I understand. It's not easy to be a military wife. Soldiers have their bounden duty. Don't worry, I will never hold you back. I

I will also take good care of myself and not let you worry!" At this point, his blood was surging. He raised his head and saw that his eyes were shining brightly in the darkness. He lowered his head again and added breathlessly, "Of course, if

If you are worried..."

He did not give her a direct answer. After a brief silence, he continued, "Later, it was said that women could often be heard singing in this place. There were rumors that it was my sister-in-law who was singing to her brothers. Gradually,

Then some brothers who missed their homes and wives came here and told their sister-in-law what they said about homesickness and their wives. What should they say? They carved them on this stone. After they were finished, they were afraid that others would see the joke, so they crossed them out.

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"So, it's called Wife-Wang Stone?" She had never thought that those tough-looking men could be so tender and delicate. What about him? Did he ever write Qianqi's name on a stone?

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"Come on, stand up." He lowered the stone himself and gave up his position to her.

She didn't know why, but she obediently held his arm and stood up. Her field of vision was still hazy and black, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"It's too dark now to see anything. On a clear day, standing here, you can see the road you came in. At a fixed time every day, a mail truck will come in. If the soldiers' letters home are late,

I will just stand here and watch and hope." He supported her smoothly, and his voice seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, dreamy and lingering that he had never heard before.

She was dumbfounded and drunk. If this voice was on the show, how many young and artistic young women would be haunted by it?

I couldn't help but turn around and look for the owner of the voice.

Standing on the big rock, she was as tall as him. It was the first time she could look directly into his eyes. It was the first time she could see it so clearly. Even in the dark, she could still see the light spots in his eyes.

, if the North Star shines on her entire night sky.

She was suddenly struck by a demonic barrier, as if the North Star-like eyes had gravity, drawing her closer to him involuntarily, and finally, finally, her lips pressed against his...

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