novelraw Chapter 1128
Chapter 1128
In bright by small Qian said a Leng, a few seconds later bitter head.
"There is no saying about ghosts and gods in this world. People make it up to scare themselves."
Xiaoqian nodded and shook her head.
"I don't want to comment on this supernatural phenomenon, but what I want to say is what can we stay when we finally have a white bone?"
"Spirit."
Xiaoqian nods.
"Yes, it's hard to make a good fortune. What's left to posterity is nothing more than a kind of spirit. Balang is gone now, but if you imagine him coming back, what will he say to you?"
"He will hate me for taking his life."
"I don't think so. If he can come back, he will be excited to the bottle in your hand. You brought wine today!"
Yu Mingming is stunned by Xiaoqian's description, but his eyebrows are slightly stretched.
"Or you know him."
According to Barron's character, he could have said that.
"I'm a psychologist. As long as I get in touch with a person for a period of time, I can analyze his personality characteristics. Let's just say balang. In the past few exchanges between you two, you just talked about personal relations instead of official business?"
"Yes."
He really appreciates balang, and so does balang.
But both of them never said anything about crossing the border. Both of them were soldiers with the same discipline and bottom line.
It is not clear what happened in these years that made balang like this.
"Did you two have an agreement?"
"What agreement?"
Xiaoqian looked at the front, "similar to the declaration of loyalty to duty."
"Yes, everyone took an oath when they entered the camp."
"I'm not talking about the oath. Have you ever had a private conversation with balang about ideals and beliefs?"
Xiaoqian believes that there must be. After all, Yu Mingming entered the training camp when he was young and frivolous. How could he not have a second grade.
When she said that, her mind seemed to be brought to a long time ago.
He went to ambush with balang and several other brothers from different countries. He got up in the middle of the night and used his helmet to wash vegetables. If he didn't have any wine, he took water instead. A man complained that he was so tired that he didn't want to answer this question.
Only balang answered seriously. He said that for the sake of faith and the glory in his heart.
So there are several people in that group. Yu Qingming is the most pleasant to see balang.
Seeing that he is in a state of deep consideration, Xiaoqian gives him a little time. The past, together with the reality of today and the past, and the bleak cold wind, makes people feel that life is unpredictable.
Xiaoqian poured a little more wine on the floor.
"Just as you said in your original oath, you shot for your ideals and beliefs. He abandoned them. If time goes back to that time, balang at that time will hope you to stick to your beliefs. Balang at that time may not be willing to see his helplessness. It must be a cruel reality to change one's ideals, He is struggling in reality. He may miss the good time when he ate wild vegetables together. Now you can give him a glass of wine and give him a journey on the way to the yellow spring. It's a memorial ceremony for you to get to know each other. That's enough. " Xiaoqian looks up at the sky. It's dark in the deep winter. Half of the stars are missing.
"In my view of time, I believe that the world is a big circle, all things are connected at the end, the beginning and the end seem the same, but they are essentially different. When you get to know him, you should not interfere with each other's faith and loyalty. Now the end also comes from sticking to each other's things. Don't forget the original intention is a wish made by many people when they were young, but how many people can stick to it? If I am balang, I will think of myself when I see you. If what I do is doomed, I will pay for my behavior. I would rather die in your hands. It's not a kind of original intention. "
Yu Guangming was silent for a long time and looked up at the sky.
Like echoing Xiaoqian's words, the dark clouds scattered, revealing the shining Polaris.
There is such a star in the night sky, but it is not willing to be outdone.
Yu Qingming looked at the stars for a long time before he said.
"I'd like to know what he's been through all these years."
But Xiaoqian's words tell the truth.
"In fact, you are even more confused. If you have the same experience with him, you will stick to your belief, even if you are in a mess, or you will make a compromise for life just like him."
She bet that when Yu Qingming looked at balang, he seemed to be looking in the mirror. He used to appreciate balang so much.
Yu Mingming didn't answer, but he held up the wine bottle and compared with Xiaoqian. Xiaoqian grabbed the bottle and touched him.
This is not a drink between husband and wife, but respect for friends.
His greatest confidant in this life is Xiaoqian.
"Life doesn't need to give you an answer to this question. Your origin and education determine that you will never have the chance to go the same way as him in this life. But if you insist on this matter, I guarantee with my professional dignity that you are not the same as him. Even if he was born in Jiangmen and you were born in a chaotic country, you will not make the same choice as him when you are in a bad situation."
"How can I see it?"
"Just by my understanding of the people beside my pillow, you are smart but too smart. Smart you only know one way and only want to sleep with the same person, so you have emotional cleanliness. Your heart always insists that what you choose is the best in the world. For this good you would rather pay for your life."
"Until that day, I always felt that balang and I were the same kind of people." Yu Guangming looks at the direction of balang's fall and says bitterly.
Xiaoqian said the most reluctant thing in his heart. Compared with killing his former friend, Yu Qingming couldn't accept balang's defection.
What kind of experience makes a person who once had a firm belief become a notorious villain for money?
A changed heart is more terrible than a dead one.
"We have no way to know what he experienced. He gave it to you before he died. In fact, it was very clear that what he wanted was nothing more than the initial beauty." Xiaoqian takes out the photo of the dried up blood. The beautiful woman in the photo is as beautiful as ever, but the reality has gone through vicissitudes.
"He must have come back to his purest moment at the end of his life. If he really hates you, why do he give you his precious photos?"
Xiaoqian put down the bottle, hands gently on his cheek, not surprised to see the two lines of tears in the bright.
She said gently, "balang must take you as he was. The belief you insist on now is the road he has not finished. That's why he wants to give you the best things and pay homage to the blood years you once had."