The Road Home

The first time I wore this clothes was the second year after enlistment. At that time, the explosion-proof clothing was one meter eight standard. Several people who applied for it were about one meter seven. The plus-size explosive clothing came up, only he was right. .

I'm under 20 and I don't think so much in such heavy clothes. Later, he went to Erlianhaote, which was even less popular. Pick out a lot of small people, a special M-type explosion-proof clothing, everyone a pair of tweezers, needles, threads, all five big and thick men, playing needlework is not ambiguous. In order to deal with mercury bombs, everyone uses a steel ball at the end of the board to practice balance, even when they go to the toilet.

Unlike other classes, as long as the people in this class are on duty, they die.

Therefore, only the people in this class will have the privilege to report the safety of the family to the telephone every two days.

Lu Yanchen put on a heavy explosive detonation suit, moved his fingers, and watched the current squad squad leader on standby, as well as Qin Mingyu.

"Who will do the trick?" The squad leader grinned. "Our squadron, or the police training brigade?"

Qin Mingyu sighed: "It doesn't count as our squadron."

There was a signal above and the crowd successfully evacuated.

"Leave a last word, road team," the squad leader said as usual.

"Again," Lu Yanchen pressed the earplugs into his left and right ears: "Thousands of guns and thousands of blood, one inch of rivers and one inch of gold."

This is the first sentence of the old captain when he first arrived in Inner Mongolia. On the day the captain sacrificed, he cried like a mourning dog. On that day, he was originally asked to replace the hostage and was forced to be pressed. In a second of life and death, people are gone, the gang of beasts.

Lu Yanchen pulled down his protective mask.

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After all, people were uncomfortable all night, from stomach pain to headache, and finally the trigeminal nerve. From the temple to the center of the eyebrow, it seems like someone is holding the nerve wire with the tip of a knife, digging it out a little, and tearing it every ten seconds.

Repeatedly, the pillows were wet with sweat in the middle of the night.

She rolled off the bed, groped to the edge of the box, opened it, and poured out the bags with sundries: sunscreen, sunglasses, lip balm, cold medicine, gastrointestinal medicine, aspirin, sleeping pills, painkillers ...

Take sleeping pills and painkillers, leave the room full of lights, and go to sleep again.

After a while, he dreamed dreamily.

After so many years of breaking up, she never dreamed of crossing the road, sometimes thinking about day and night and dreaming, just think about it in the day, just dream once, otherwise you ca n’t remember what he looks like That's it, but everything goes against expectations. The two haven't taken a group photo in the past, and even a sticker photo was not popular at the same time, let alone a mobile phone photo ...

No image, it's all about memory.

In the dream, she was still wearing a school uniform, covering her left half of the face that had been broken on the dirt playground, tears falling, while listening to the class teacher saying that your little girl was really uncomfortable, and she must protect her face wherever she fell. Ah, so much trouble. It's almost impossible to describe it as hard as a knife. He cried for several classes and waited for him at the gate of the kindergarten in the courtyard at night. Lu Chen came, straddling the mountain bike, holding her chin to look at the street light for a while, and chuckling: "How did you fall? I'm not afraid of breaking."

The tears that finally came back to me all night long burst out: "Are you so comforting?"

"Does it hurt?"

"What to do if you break the picture?"

"How did you fall?"

"Will your parents hate it?"

"..."

The scar is the most ugly when you look at it. You can see a black blood scar on the control mirror. The sacrum on the left face is ugly. I was scared by the school doctor and said I couldn't touch it. It took two months from scarring to goodness to cross the high school entrance examination. He also asked the question the first night, but I did n’t mention it. After getting better, I like to rub her thumb with the thumb. The skin is thin and reddish more noticeably than elsewhere. It also looks good.

Like someone is pressing playback, the screen flickers and goes backwards.

She covered her left half of the face that had been broken on the dirt playground, tears falling, while listening to the class teacher saying that your little girl was really indifferent ...

She was panting desperately, consciously waking up, but unable to break through the dream.

He broke the jar, slammed the door of the school medical room, and cried, "Lu Chen--"

The body-bound weight suddenly disappeared. She shook slightly, opened her eyes, panted, and sat up.

No light. The lights went out.

Waking up in her sleep, before her consciousness was recovered, she went around to find someone who turned off the lights.

This room is small, there are no fragmentary things on the sofa, it's too easy to find him, just on the window sill, on a wide wooden window sill, Lu Yanchen is sitting, one leg rests on it, his head rests on the glass, covering him A black cotton jacket, arms around, sleeping in a posture that looks extremely uncomfortable ...

The recovered emotions washed over her body, she shivered slightly, opened the quilt, and ran barefoot.

Lu Yanchen knew she was awake, and he heard it when the quilt was opened, but it was sleepy and tired.

The spirit is highly concentrated for hurrying and demolition, and the bones seem to fall apart. The double spiritual pressure comes from the bombing and bombing, and the guilt of Gui Xiao. So successfully completed the task, most of the nonsense, no one wants to cope, the first thing is to rush back. It's been all night since I came back, the room is full of sunlight and lights, and the sweat is shining on the forehead.

She was having a fever at that time, and he went down and bought antipyretics to feed her, and stayed with him all day, just sleeping.

He did not open his eyes forcibly: "It's not Inner Mongolia, other provinces, downtown, that bomb is very troublesome, I can't go."

No response. He didn't open his eyes and was afraid to face her, because she was really angry. I'm really scared.

I practiced it in a yurt that night, and indeed I have had too little contact with female creatures for so many years, especially women who love. When she was a teenager, she coaxed her with ease, but now, Gui Xiao has a look that is not right, and he cannot cope.

Lu Yanchen didn't hear anything, she heard her crying in the moment she opened her eyes.

Gui Xiao squatted down next to him, her nose twitched, and she crouched there crying. Crying more and more fiercely.

Watching her cry, it was very difficult to tell clearly, very uncomfortable, very distressed, and there were many guilt and blame. He even got shaken at this moment, assuming that she received a phone call from a gas station in the hospital before the Spring Festival, could hold her eagerness to meet her with even a glance, and rejected her excuse for asking for help-

The two didn't meet again, maybe it was better for her.

But those thoughts were fleeting.

Lu Yanchen pulled her up from the carpet and hugged her into her arms: "Before I dismantled, they asked me to leave a last word. I didn't mention you, do you know why?" Gui Xiao couldn't breathe, gasping, no Responding, did not hear it.

"Afraid to leave one more word, you really can't forget me. When you ca n’t get married, do n’t say it, but you still come to Erlianhaote every year to go to the grave, you ’re not married, it ’s like the family of martyrs. come out."

Gui Xiao's heart beat fast, couldn't stop, tears were still falling, pushing Lu Yanchen far away from himself, in a burst of sobbing, said softly, "I just say one word, Lu Chen, you give me Listen."

At this point, her throat was blocked by something, and it hurt like a fire.

After Lu Yanchen was silent for two or three seconds, he whispered, "You say."

The cyclical dream just completely dismantled the calmness and maturity she had accumulated under the weight of life for so many years. When she woke up, she even thought that she was still a teenager. There were only two things that she dared not to face: If Lu Chen suddenly broke up with her, if that injury would make her look bad ... purely straightforward and undisguised.

The feelings of a teenager are the most direct. There are not so many realistic factors, such as ideal work, family difficulties, weak and indifferent indifferent teeth. I wo n’t shrink, I do n’t think, I think life has infinite possibilities, and all roads really lead to Rome. At that time, I love you, that is, I love you.

If there is an irreparable accident tomorrow, do you regret it or not, and give up love because of reality?

She suddenly realized that every day in the future was an "accident."

There are sharp turns everywhere in life. The moment before was still the corner of Kangzhuang. On the front, I rushed to the Panshan Road of Jiuqu Eighteen, not even showing you the small street signs. Who will lose weight and lose strength and fall into a cliff? Who will drive smoothly and wait for the next turn? Only God knows.

"We'll get married when we go back," she whispered, saying what she had thought of right from the moment she cried. "Just end soon."

Lu Yanchen thought he heard it wrong.

Even in the first half of a second, he was still wondering if Gui Xiao would break up or not. Then, based on his understanding of Gui Xiao, he quickly summed himself up with the answer of "Never agree"-

And now.

In this silent moment, the first thing he reacted to was to smoke a cigarette and suppress uncontrollable emotions.

Gui Xiao didn't know anything, he didn't know that he had just reached his biggest wish before leaving the army, the brothers finally gave their condolences, and the "family" revenge finally came. He gave it to this 11-year youth. Time is running out. Even the memories of his childhood in Beijing have become a thing of the past life. That year he was still a teenager who did n’t even bother to wear school uniforms. That year ’s college entrance examination was July 7, 8, and 9. In that year, he was trapped in the garage by his father and closed in the garage. After the time of the language test, it was released, riding a mountain bike on the street in a violent abandonment.

At that time, he was back against the wall in the billiard hall, his arm was placed against the window sill, and he leaned there to smoke.

Met a girl.

Now, in Erlianhaote, the girl asked him ... No, he was asked to marry her.

Suddenly he found that he had made a wrong judgment. If he had just died, he would not leave Guixiao even half a word. She will surely disintegrate the whole heart with herself, burial into the ground, receive no subsidies from the martyrs 'families, and go out to do the martyrs' families ...

"Do you want to think about it for so long?" Gui Xiao finally couldn't help but asked softly, "Did you still take care of the attitude of my family? It doesn't matter, those are not important."

Lu Yanchen didn't go to find any cigarette case. He just remembered that he was thrown on the marble table in the bathroom. He is not free now, and he doesn't have the leisure to take two more steps to get it. He pulled Gui Xiao into his arms, and got everything he wanted from her lips, a man's desire for a woman, and a boy's imagination of his beloved girl about beauty.

"Return to ..." While Lu Yanchen kissed her lips deeply, she undressed her pajamas that had been soaked several times by sweat due to fever, and silver, shell-shaped small buttons jumped effortlessly one by one. With, unlock.