Su Xia sat in front of a tombstone, quietly watching the children playing in the square outside the cemetery.
The Imperial Heroes Cemetery in Songjiang City was not placed in the suburbs. Instead, it took a different approach and chose to be located in the city and built a square outside the cemetery.
On both sides of the Cemetery of the Martyrs, residential buildings stand one after another. On both sides of such a cemetery, which is essentially a cemetery, the properties are selling surprisingly well.
The little boy held the paper airplane in front of his mouth and took a deep breath. He threw up his little hand and the paper airplane flew up in the wind.
The girls held up small rubber bands in twos and threes, jumped between the rubber bands, and danced with the most innocent steps.
Old people are either walking, chatting or resting in various places in the square.
Children and the elderly are all enjoying themselves, what a harmonious and peaceful scene.
Su Xia watched this scene quietly, with a faint smile appearing in the corner of her eyes.
Behind Su Xia, a tombstone with flowers in front of it stood.
[The Tomb of the Extraordinary Hero Xu Chen]
On top of the tombstone, Xu Chen's smile was as bright as the sunshine today, just right.
Three hours ago, when Su Xia, Jiang Zhuxuan, and Xu Yuanyin were saying goodbye, Jiang Zhuxuan stopped Su Xia.
"Captain Su." Jiang Zhuxuan called out and stopped Su Xia who turned around to leave.
"What's wrong with Commissioner Jiang?" Su Xia turned around again and looked at Jiang Zhuxuan and asked.
"Captain Su, do you know Xu Chen?"
"Xu Chen..." Su Xia pondered for a moment, "Commissioner Jiang refers to Commissioner Xu Chen who died in the Fallen Disaster?"
Jiang Zhuxuan nodded.
"I really wanted to get to know Commissioner Xu Chen, but unfortunately I no longer have the chance." Su Xia said with regretful eyes.
Jiang Zhuxuan looked at him steadily, and Su Xia accepted it calmly and smiled in response.
After a long time, Jiang Zhuxuan nodded towards Su Xia, turned around and left.
Xu Yuanyin shouted and left with Jiang Zhuxuan.
The memories faded away like a tide, and they were fixed on Xu Yuanyin's back gradually disappearing into the crowd.
He smiled to himself.
After so many years, when I see the girl I like again, I still can't help but be moved by her.
However, today it can be considered an end.
Just like when they first met.
Origin, I saw you in the sea of people.
Yuanluo, I saw you in the sea of people.
The sadness faded away, and calm returned to the eyes.
Su Xia turned her head and looked not far away. A man and a woman wearing traditional imperial costumes came into view.
Su Xia's figure became illusory and disappeared from the spot from the visual level.
"Have you learned the ancient rituals taught to you?" Standing not far from the entrance of the cemetery, the older man held the white fan and asked the girl beside him.
"Don't worry, brother, I've learned it." As she said that, my sister stretched out her hands and gestured in front of her.
"Not bad." My brother smiled, "Then let's get started."
"Okay!" My sister responded enthusiastically.
The brother brought his sister to the first mausoleum. The smile on his face faded, his expression was solemn, and he bowed respectfully to the mausoleum.
The younger sister also suppressed her smile, looked solemn, and respectfully saluted the heroic spirit sleeping under the mausoleum with the ancient women's rites.
The brother and sister had no dialogue or communication. Starting from the first one at the entrance, they worshiped the tombs one by one.
Some mausoleums have no names, and some have names. They come from all over the world, but there is only one name lying here.
Imperial heroes.
Solemn and solemn.
Respect and be grateful.
This is what Su Xia is thinking at this moment.
The brother and sister kept bowing and saluting, which was very tiring. But their bodies were tired, but the emotions they exuded were not affected by physical fatigue at all, and remained as firm as before.
This is a belief.
I don't know how long it took, but after I finished saluting the last tomb in this corner, I felt an unbearable soreness from my waist. My sister was swaying. If my brother hadn't been able to help her quickly, she might have fallen.
Fell to the ground.
"You must be very tired." My brother's gentle voice sounded in my ears.
My sister rubbed her waist and nodded silently. She really didn't have the energy to speak.
The elder brother's eyes were soft and he patted the girl's head gently.
"I'll carry you on my back."
"good."
The brother squatted down gently, and the sister wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Brother, aren't you tired?" My sister asked softly from behind her brother, with her little head pressed on his shoulder.
"Fortunately, I've gotten used to it after so many years." My brother said with a smile.
"It's amazing!" my sister said sincerely.
It's really amazing to be able to persist for so many years.
If a hypocrite pretends to be a gentleman all his life, then he is a true gentleman.
In the same way, no matter whether the brother is just showing off or for some other reason, if he persists, then he is truly worshiping heroes.
only……
Standing on her brother's back, her sister looked towards an empty place not far away.
Why does it feel like something is watching them somewhere?
"Brother, let's go there and have a look." My sister pointed to the distance and said.
"Okay." The brother carried his sister to Xu Chen's mausoleum.
The eyes of the brother and sister changed when they saw the owner of this tombstone.
"Brother, put me down." My sister said nervously.
The brother and sister stood side by side, even though their bodies were already feeling exhausted, they still bowed to the tombstone in an ancient imperial ceremony seriously.
"I am the one who can win over the sky." My sister murmured the epitaph on the inscription. When she raised her head, her eyes were in a trance. She vaguely seemed to see a young man and met his eyes.
She read the emotions emanating from those eyes.
That's a look called gratification.
The next moment, everything before her eyes returned to nothingness, but the hallucination-like scene just now still made my sister feel indescribable but real excitement in her heart.
This is a feeling of recognition.
"Brother." My sister couldn't help but call her brother.
"Huh?" my brother responded.
"Tell me, can the heroic spirits see our worship?" my sister asked softly.
"Yes." My brother's answer was firm and without hesitation.
"Why?"
"Because heroes are immortal, they just have to protect this country in a different way."
"They have always existed."
"It exists in the heart of every Imperial person..."
The younger sister nodded heavily and looked down at the young man's smile on the inscription, with a bright smile on her face.
"Brother, let's go!"
"Um."
The departing figures of the brother and sister gradually faded away, and Su Xia's hidden figure gradually solidified.
Caressing the tombstone that was warmed by the sun with her palms, Su Xia looked at the brothers and sisters leaving, with a smile as bright as her sister's on her face.