Being able to get letters from home here is probably the favorite thing for every soldier. After leaving his friends for half a month, Zhao Yongqi actually missed them very much, but naturally it was impossible for him to have any letters from him.

Seeing the soldiers sitting in their bunks reading books at home, Zhao Yongqi, who was bored, decided to start being a paparazzi, and walked around with a snatched camera with a smile. He asked here and teased him there, and was so happy.

"Haha, our girl is so capable. She has only been in school for less than a month and has applied for a scholarship!" Li Hu shook the letter in his hand and smiled very happily!

"My parents said that the old sow at home had a nest of piglets!" Niu Jinshan was in a good mood, with a happy smile on his face.

The peace of family, a little bit of happiness in life, will make these soldiers guarding the frontiers of the motherland happy to the extreme. Think about it, the safety of family members is the best reward for giving their youth without regrets.

Just when Zhao Yongqi was in a very good mood, a sound of "tearing" the paper was forcibly torn apart from the corner. Like other soldiers, Zhao Yongqi, who was a little confused, turned around and saw a ball of waste paper on the ground in front of Sun Hao. He was shaking his hands, taking out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit the lighter. However, because his shaking fingers were inflexible, he didn't lit it several times.

Putting down the camera in his hand, Zhao Yongqi walked over and took the lighter from him, lit a cigarette for him, sat beside him, and did not pick up the paper ball, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Hao, what's wrong? Is something wrong at home?"

Sun Hao lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, but did not answer.

The soldiers in the barracks also surrounded him at this moment. Niu Jinshan squatted down and picked up the ball of letter paper, looked at Sun Hao, and saw that he had no reaction, he opened it and looked.

There was no secret between the brothers here, and there was no need to have any secrets. The soldiers around them naturally leaned over. After taking a few glances, the several anxious warriors had already thrown their hats and cursed: "I'm a sage!"

"Brother Xiao Qi..." Niu Jinshan handed the letter to Zhao Yongqi with a dark face and whispered: "Damn it!"

The puzzled Zhao Yongqi took the letter and glanced at it. After a moment, he let go of it helplessly. He said nothing, but just reached out and patted Sun Hao on the shoulder.

The letter paper was written by the girl Sun Hao liked. The general idea was that she couldn't wait and was about to get married. No matter how tactful the writing was written, no matter how it was expressed, it was just that horizontal and vertical meaning. No matter how it was expressed, it was no wonder that Sun Hao was so angry.

To be honest, Zhao Yongqi didn't know how to express his feelings. He said he was angry, but he didn't know why he should be angry. He said he was sad for Sun Hao, but he didn't know how to be sad. Some of the emotions are very innocent, but more are mixed with other things.

Many people think that being a soldier has no future and is wasting their youth in vain. But who would have thought that without these people who were wasting their youth in vain, we would have long become slaves who were bullied by others.

However, beautiful words can be said, but in fact, it is not so easy to reverse the trend of the entire society. After leaving my hometown for a long time, who can guarantee that my lover in my hometown will be consistent? Even if I get married, I may have a divorce, let alone a partner who has not yet been married.

Zhao Yongqi, who originally wanted to say a few beautiful words to comfort him, opened his mouth a few times, but could not speak. Apart from the palms on Sun Hao's shoulder, he could only hear the soldiers' angrily scolding.

"Enough!" Sun Hao suddenly shouted loudly: "Xiao Cui is right, who made me a soldier? The land at home requires people to be raised, and the elderly need people to raise them. Our village is already poor. Could it be that people still have to wait like that?"

Sun Hao's words instantly shut up everyone's mouth, and the silent atmosphere was like invisible pressure, pressing everyone tightly.

"Brother Xiao Qi, sing a song." Sun Hao suddenly said, "Don't sing happy or comforting people, we don't need to. Just sing a song that makes people cry. If you cry once, you will forget!"

"Yeah." Zhao Yongqi nodded, turned around and took the broken guitar all the soldier named Xu Tian, ​​mobilized the strings, and a slightly depressing singing came.

"I forgot what day after I separated, I liked alone and watched it rain heavily.

Without contact, loneliness is like a chain reaction. If you want to be happy, you don’t have the energy to do it.

The world of thunderstorms is like a disaster movie, making me feel pitiful to the end.

Sorry, no one has the time machine, it has ended and there is no room for negotiation.

I hope you,

It's my exclusive memory,

Put it in my heart,

No matter how ugly others say it.

What I have now

It's you,

It's giving me half of love.

I like you,

It's my exclusive memory,

No one can do it,

Take you from my body.

In the blockade of my feelings,

About you,

Never mention it,

No problem~”

Sun Hao, who was clenching his fists tightly, slowly let go of his hand as the song sounded, grabbed his military cap and covered his face.

There is no sound, no tears, only the shoulders are slightly shaking. These are the tears of men, and I don’t want people to see the tears of weakness. No one will look down on them, no one will feel weak, because this is a man, the most sincere feelings!

The heavy snow outside the window seemed to be thicker, and the singing in the small barracks seemed to be deeper. The silent crying and the hovering notes seemed to blend together, more real, deeper, and purer.

...

The next morning, Zhao Yongqi saw Sun Hao's smile. Although his expression was a bit haggard, it could be seen that the knot in his heart seemed to have been untied a lot, and the rest probably took time to repair it slowly.

When Sun Hao patted Zhao Yongqi on the shoulder and said, "Brother Xiao Qi, thank you."

In the past year, Zhao Yongqi has heard too many thanks and praises, but this time it was the happiest time when he smiled.

"Zhao Yongqi, Niu Jinshan!" When arranging the mission in the morning, Li Yaoguo shouted two names, "Today you follow me to patrol the left defense zone of the mountain."

"Yes!" In a clean and neat response, Zhao Yongqi was still a little excited. On the ninth day of the Baogeda Mountain Post, it was finally his turn to participate in the regular mountain patrol mission.

While packing up the equipment, Zhao Yongqi said to Xiaotian: "Brother Tian, ​​don't go. Just get a camera and tie it to my shoulders."

Xiaotian shook his head and wiped the camera lens. At this moment, the camera in his hand was nearly half smaller than the ordinary shoulder-mounted camera. According to Xiaotian, this is a camera specially used in cold environments. Otherwise, ordinary cameras would have problems in a low temperature environment of nearly minus 30 degrees below zero.

"Brother Xiao Qi, can you refuse the mountain patrol mission?" Xiaotian asked with a smile.

"No, how can a soldier refuse a mission at will!" Zhao Yongqi answered without thinking.

"Hehe." Xiaotian said with a little sly, "How could the cameraman refuse to accept the camera?"

Zhao Yongqi, who was stunned, turned his hand and punched his friend on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You guy is like Chao Ge and the others, and your words are getting more and more oblique!"

Knowing that he couldn't convince Xiaotian, Zhao Yongqi no longer forced himself, but for safety reasons, other camera crew members did not follow him.

Putting Xiaotian on a white snowproof cloak, he saw that he carefully locked the camera on the belt on his wrist with a special lock, mummified the whole person, leaving only a pair of eyes in the windshield glasses, Zhao Yongqi then held the assault rifle hanging on his chest and stood in front of Li Yaoguo.

"Report, the finishing is done!"

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Chapter completed!