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80. Heart-to-heart

Just when Yuesong and the others were walking towards Shit Co., Ltd., Yuesong suddenly felt that his eyelids jumped several times. According to the saying from his hometown in Hubei, if his eyelids suddenly jump, it probably meant that something bad had happened.

Well, oops, maybe something happened at the camp.

Yuesong stood on the street and rubbed his eyes.

"What's wrong? Did you get sand in your eyes?" Yingzi came over and asked with concern.

Yuesong shook his head. To be honest, Yuesong didn't know what happened. How should he answer?

"Son, don't think blindly. Ji people have their own destiny. If the destiny comes, no one can stop it." When the third brother took over the mountain and became the king, the brothers around him died every few days. It happened a lot.

Naturally, Luo Yuesong can see clearly. Luo Yuesong is a boy who attaches great importance to friendship. The third brother can guess eight or nine points at a glance.

Guido stood aside stupidly, observing the surroundings vigilantly. He didn't know what happened to the captain, and he didn't understand why the third brother said these words.

Yuesong blinked his eyes several times in succession, looked up at the sky, and waited for a while before saying: "It's okay, maybe a small insect got into his eye."

"Let me take a look." Yingzi stretched out his hand to pry Yuesong's eyelids.

Yuesong didn't stop her and just let her break it off, just in time to cover people's ears and eyes.

"No, stop rubbing it, your eyes are red." Yingzi said, giving Yuesong a gentle slap.

Yuesong smiled bitterly. It wasn't that he didn't believe that Biaozi could guard the camp and protect the brothers who stayed in the camp, as well as his beloved Dan Feng. But along the way, he really didn't expect that there would be so many expeditions.

The soldiers brothers died in this hot and humid country, and even their bones could not return to the motherland. Coupled with the news that Commander Dai had died for the country, Yuesong became more and more sensitive and couldn't help but miss the brothers who stayed in the camp.

Already.

Of course, Yuesong didn't know that at this moment, Murong, a veteran member of the special operations team, a senior sniper, and Yuesong's good brother, had already sacrificed his life for the country. Lovers are called heart to heart, don't believe it.

, even though we are thousands of miles apart, there will still be a moment when we look up at the moon almost at the same time, and lower our heads almost at the same time to pray for our parents. It can be said that brothers have a clear understanding of each other, they speak in the same voice, and they are brothers and sisters.

Yes, sometimes the mind transcends time and space, producing an indescribable momentary tremor, like electricity touching the human soul, like sadness flowing through the heart instantly.

Yuesong lit a cigarette, took a puff, and suddenly stood the cigarette up. His eyes were fixed on the sparks at the end of the cigarette and the rising smoke. His thoughts seemed to return to the intermittent fragments of time and space in the past. No one can keep time. Kong

The Master once said, "The passing is like a man who never abandons day and night." No one can make any life last forever. A very smart person will be like Zhuangzi, banging a basin and singing loudly for the death of his married wife.

Yuesong can probably understand Confucius' sighs, but he still can't understand Zhuangzi's singing.

"What's wrong? Are you stupid? I really don't understand how a very smart young man can be crazy now, crazy now, and stupid again now?" Yingzi said, holding Yuesong's hand.

Yuesong didn't want to say anything and didn't know what to say. Still, his face trembled and he gave Yingzi a wry smile.

"It's time to go. You have to live your life like this. The club is right in front. Let's go knock him out." The third brother said.

Yuesong put the cigarette to his mouth, took two puffs, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out with his toes, and said, "Let's go and beat the hell out of him."

"Humph, that's right, he looks the most handsome like this." Yingzi looked at Yuesong with fascination and said.

"Hehe." Guido smiled stupidly. Maybe he thought Yingzi was fun, maybe he thought robbing the club was more interesting than just standing on the street.

After the explosion, there were no more gunshots, and the entire jungle became suffocatingly quiet.

The brothers no longer asked Captain Hu to help their good brother Murong, and they stopped talking.

Biaozi felt that his hands were trembling a little and his heart was trembling, but he didn't look at anyone or say anything, and quietly let time pass by.

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