"Simo City, I'm so bored. Can I have my cartoon back..."
"No matter what you've done, I won't blame you."
"I'll protect you later."
"I'm going to be your bride. How do you feel now to interview Mr. smercheng?"
……
Si Mo Cheng sits at the table and gently picks up a block.
The big hand trembled gently and placed the building blocks in its position, but suddenly burst into tears.
Xiaoxiao, where are you?
You don't want me?
If you're alive, why don't you want to see me.
Si Mo City sat in Li Xiaoxiao's room all night, just like a sculpture.
It was not until dawn that he got up slowly.
My eyes swept over the doll on the bed, and my eyes were slightly stunned.
It was the booty he had given her. It seemed that the day was not long ago.
Three months later, the injury of Si Mo Cheng was completely healed.
He returned to the army, but began to take up the task frequently.
He went to every part of the world, every most dangerous place. He walked through the hot sun and sand, trudged in the land where no one could stand, he went through the rain of bullets, and fought among the most ferocious gangsters.
He was injured countless times, but never flinched.
Ms. Jiang cried and swollen her eyes, but she could not persuade him.
In his present status, he no longer needs to go to the task in person, but he insists on going to every most dangerous place.
It's like redemption, it's like punishment.
He insisted that once, when he came back, she would wait for him at home.
If he can't wait for that day, let him die on the battlefield, and then take the ashes back to the motherland and sprinkle them on the mountains and into the sea.
Then one day, when she trudged across the mountains and rivers, she would feel his presence.
*
a year later, simecheng came back from the mission and got off the car with more than ten people covered in blood.
The commander personally met them at the door and saluted them.
A group of people lined up in order to return their respects.
The commander came forward and patted Si Mo Cheng on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "just come back."
Si Mo City just slightly nodded, no voice.
"Xiao Wu, we have brought it back," Lu Xiao Xiao Xiao said
The commander's sight fell on the urn in the hands of the land owl, saluted the army, and said slowly, "we must settle down the families of the martyrs."
"Yes."
"Go ahead, you go and clean up, take care of the wound, and have a good rest for two days." The commander gave orders to the crowd.
After the group left, the commander and SMER walked side by side.
"Mo Cheng, come to my office after you have cleaned up. There may be another task for you to lead the team."
"Yes." Si Mo City should a, then turn to leave.
The commander looked at his back and sighed. His eyes were full of worry.
What happened a year ago, the Secretary's family came down.
But as we all know, the wedding did not go on.
Since then, Xiaoxiao has never appeared in the public's sight, and Si Mo City has started to go out tasks frequently. It seems that she will not die any more. She will go wherever it is difficult and dangerous.
In the twinkling of an eye, the old man was full of white hair, but he had not dissuaded him.
But all discerning people can see that he will die outside sooner or later.
After Si Mo Cheng left, he didn't go back to his dormitory immediately.
I went to see Yu Tianze first.