There are names that she doesn't know, but she doesn't have to try to guess.

Because the small red seal characters carved under the tombstone have already revealed their relationship to her, "Lao Third", "Lao Fourth", and "Lao Wu".

She heard from Huo Siran that in that particularly highly dangerous mission, they met five brothers. Later, for the first time, they met and talked about the battle on Penglai Island, saying that among the 13 people who died were the fourth and fifth ones, Huo Ye, the fifth one, and Bai Wangchuan must be Huo Ye’s “fourth brother”.

He actually buried them side by side.

The twinkling medals seemed to be covered in blood and dazzling, quietly buried deep in this martyrs' garden.

She smiled, like a light-colored flower that could not bear to close the petals under the afterglow, and said hoarsely: "If you bury them together like this, aren't you afraid that they will make a big fuss when they go underground?"

Huo Siran's heart was slightly open, holding the tombstone with one arm, and her deep eyes flashed with a flash. He thought she would hate and mind seeing this scene, seeing Gu Jingsheng and Huo Ye together, and seeing his self-righteousness. In his memory, as long as Gu Jingsheng is concerned, she would instantly raise a sharp and alert thorn all over her body, piercing each other's blood.

"No," his low magnetic voice was sexy and hoarse, "My brothers never care about each other like that."

Why do people who have been with each other with their lives care about any grudges? They have no grudges at all.

Her eyes became clearer by his words.

"How do you think they should get along with each other now?"

"Just as before." He was calm.

A clear and soft light crossed his arms, looked at the cowardly little girl hiding behind the tombstone, and plucked up the courage to ask, "That's..."

"The fourth daughter."

Her heart fell back to her chest like a heavy stone in an instant, and her little face turned and stared at her for a long time: "You are ranked by age. He is younger than Jing Sheng, but the child is already..."

It seems that the little girl is at least five or six years old. She is just very thin, thin and thin.

"I will explain his affairs to you carefully later." He said slowly, but he already felt something wrong with her. His handsome face was slightly tense, "What do you know?"

The faint feeling was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, with a hint of joy, but he was not sure at all.

Her soft and pale little hands slowly supported the cold and solid tombstone and whispered: "What I should know, actually, I knew it very long ago... but the difference is that I believe it now, and then... I dare not believe it. I don't want to believe it."

A pair of beautiful eyes with slightly red eyes looked at Hosran, and the lines on his face became even tighter in an instant, like broken strings.

"We are all mortals, and we are used to thinking too much. Just like Huo Ye has been with you for more than ten years, you have deep affection for him; and Jing Sheng gave me the best time in his life, so I feel deeply. We all stand at our own starting point to love, hate, complain and protect, we are all right. But maybe I am a little inferior to you, and you are not as open-minded as you can completely resolve those resentments over time." So there are three graves that are connected to the roots, and such an open-minded state of mind was something that Huo Siran had just died four years ago after Gu Jingsheng died.

Hosran looked at her quietly, and finally could guess something.

"It was Lu Qing who told you." His thin lips faintly spit out a few words, remembering the invitation tonight's birthday party.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said hoarsely: "I have never really hated Jing Sheng. From the time I knew that he had made unintentional mistakes and was not worthy of hatred. He just owed Huo Ye a life, but in the end he paid it back.8."

"So even if they really get underground, they have nothing to hate each other." As he said just now, they must be the same as before.

The evening breeze mixed with a hint of coolness blew slowly over.

The entire cemetery became quiet with the arrival of night. The little girl behind the tombstone was still very scared at first, but now she finally has a little courage to relax slowly, so that her shoulders are not tightened so much. Because the two people in front of her were just talking quietly, the man on the tombstone next to them had handsome and elegant eyebrows and deep power.

………………………………………

That year, halfway through the assault mission, some of the five people were injured.

Having just become a sworn man, Huo Ye was excited about it and did not face any fear of high danger. The fourth brother helped the second brother deal with the wound to discuss countermeasures. Huo Ye glanced at Gu Jingsheng but did not dare to provoke him because the man looked not as rough and bold as ordinary soldiers, and did not even have a bad temper. Instead, he had a little more bookish energy, which seemed gentle but did not enter the stranger.

Huo Ye rubbed against Huo Siran and asked him to say something to Gu Jingsheng after a long time.

"Don't you have a mouth?" Hosran said in a deep voice, and raised his cold eyes and stared at this younger brother who was ten years behind him. "You need me to tell you?"

Huo Ye was entangled. He was so entangled!

Finally, he mustered up the courage to rush over and said, "Third Brother! Teach me to shoot a gun!" His face was full of red excitement, "I saw the gun just now, but I'm so amazing. I haven't seen anyone who can shoot that long distance! He's still so accurate!!!"

Gu Jingsheng was wiping the gun. Hearing the words, he raised his eyes lightly, looked at him, and glanced at Huo Siran behind him, and smiled in surprise: "Do you want to learn?"

"think!!"

"What did you learn to do?"

"I...I am a forward. How handsome is the striker with a good shooting skills!"

Gu Jingsheng frowned slightly, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth could not be concealed, and he said, "But don't know? The forward is very good without a marksmanship, it's enough to have one."

"Ah?" Huo Ye heard this for the first time, "Which is that?"

Everyone around lowered their heads and pretended not to pay attention.

Gu Jingsheng only smiled but said nothing. Huo Ye was anxious and pestered him. He was so rubbed that he had no choice but to compromise: "Okay, I'll tell you."

"Just..." He paused for a few seconds, "I'm not afraid of death..."

In an instant, laughter broke out in the entire hidden warehouse. The fourth brother laughed out loud. Huo Ye realized that they had been smeared together, and rushed towards Gu Jingsheng and twisted it into a ball: "San brother, you are so good..."

………………………………………

At that time, life and death and danger were approaching, and survival was the first thing they did when they met.

In all the bystanders and imaginations, no matter whether life or death is a border or not, if they can get together one day, they will definitely be like this. The car was driving slowly at dusk, and the thin little girl kept curled up in Huo Siran's arms, staring at Lin Yitong in the passenger seat with her big eyes open, staring cautiously at Lin Yitong in the passenger seat.

"…The fourth brother's background is different from ours. He is in a remote rural area and early marriage and early pregnancy. When he came out, he was 20 years old, but he was already engaged to a girl."

"The girl was found pregnant after he left. The military marriage was destined to be one to run around and the other to stay at home. She decided to have a child, but she didn't expect something happened to the fourth brother later."

Lin Yitong fell on the little girl with a gentle look and took his words: "I'm still so young, I haven't even gotten a certificate. She shouldn't have been guarding the child and the old man until now," Otherwise, the child wouldn't be huddled in Huo Siran's arms now, holding him tightly and not letting go, "Have you remarried, right?"

If you can still insist on giving birth to the child and leaving it for the elderly before leaving, the girl's choice will be difficult and painful.

Huo Siran's handsome face lights up and then disillusioned with the flash of street lights, exuding a thrilling charm and attraction. He nodded and opened his thin lips like a knife: "But in the countryside, the elderly do not have enough numeracy, and I have to rely on my children to help me, because the body cannot be recovered, and the country has no compensation for no pension, only a little pension, a drop in the bucket. I gave her aunt a sum of money and placed the child there to raise him. When I was at the age of going to school, I could come to me again."

In those years, he had not only borne the pressure of this broken family. She could believe that all the 13 people who sacrificed had taken responsibility for themselves.

This is why he had to ask for an explanation for this matter even if he had spent more than two years. If the glory of the deceased was false, then at least compensation and comfort were true. It was real to make these families live a better life.

"But I just knew it," he sneered, cold and pale, "her aunt treats her badly and beats and scolds her at most. At first, I thought it was not my biological child, so I was indifferent. When I went to pick her up, I saw how many injuries she had. I couldn't stay in that place even if I died."

hurt?

He said, will there be any injuries for such a young child?

Lin Yitong's little face suddenly turned pale. She looked at the little girl calmly, immediately unbuttoned her seat belt, leaned over, grabbed her thin match-like little hand and lifted her long-sleeved clothes.

The little girl looked at her with big eyes cowardly, and she hid in Hosran's arms and didn't dare to show off.

The arm that was as thin as if only bones were left, was filled with pits and no idea what kind of wound it was. Only condensed blood clots were terriblely everywhere, and the dark, shaped scars could be seen, extending from the bend of the arms to the shoulders.

Her hands were trembling, trembling so violently, and there was a bloodthirsty and cold light in her raised cold eyes, as if the next moment would make Hosran turn around and rush back, and teach those beasts who are not as good as pigs and dogs!!!

Hosran frowned deeply, held the steering wheel with one hand, and said in a deep voice: "Hait up your seat belt."

But she didn't listen, and just squeezed the black and thin little hand tightly, tried to relieve her excitement, and asked her hoarsely: "What's your name?"

The little girl raised her face and looked at Hosran and whispered: "Lu Lu."

“…the dew of dew?”

Hosran took back a trace of energy and lowered his deep eyes to look at her: "The Deer of the Elk."

"I have already asked someone to deal with what you are worried about. I don't need to come forward in person," he stared at her lower pale face deeply. "What's important is that the child is here now and will never leave me in the future. I can protect her. If I don't encounter such a thing, I will be safe in this life. Now, can I tie my seat belt with my obediently?"

Her watery eyes trembled, and she looked at him in surprise, then she calmed down, let go of the little girl's hand and sat back slowly, pulled the strap and pressed the iron buckle.

"Do you know what I was worried about just now?" Her voice was slightly dry.

Hosran was also suffocated.

She was able to be obedient, which proved that he had just guessed it. He didn't know if she felt it. When Gu Jingsheng and they could completely talk about it, the atmosphere between the two had changed. It was subtle and comfortable, and it also had a touch of heart-wrenching excitement and trembling, making him want to make this road longer, longer, and don't stop, and give him another second of the feeling of being with her.

"Send you back to the apartment first," Huo Siran patted the child's back with one hand, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Although it's too late, I still have to go there. Lu Lu follows you first, can I?"

At most, it should be several hours.

After hearing this, Lin Yitong suffocated for a moment, and looked at him incredibly. It was the daughter of his comrades-in-arms. With their relationship these days, he could trust the child so much without hesitation.

But the problem may not be that simple, especially -

The thin little girl shook when she heard this, and was so scared that she hugged Huo Siran tightly. Her arms were like steel vines, and she would never let go of her death.

Even until she got off the bus, she didn't let go.

The car was parked next to the community booth. Huo Siran told her many times and how long she had coaxed her. When she got up, the little girl still hugged his neck tightly, hung it, did not let it loose, did not cry, and had no expression. She just looked at him with big eyes, with the deepest fear and dependence in her eyes.

"Uncle," her crisp voice was calm, but it sounded like begging, "I'm obedient, don't want me."

Huo Siran stiffened, and his steel-like body bent under the street lamp, bent, and froze for a long time. He squatted down with a heavy pain, hugged the child who was obviously too thin, bowed his head, and said something in her ear. The little girl was so vast that she didn't understand, but her vine-like arm was loose, pressing against her ear. Huo Siran's low-speaking look made Lin Yitong look very sexy and very... "father".

What is he talking about?

She was slender and slightly stiff, and she didn't dare to get close to the past.

But the little girl loosened his neck after hearing this, ran over and grabbed Lin Yitong's skirt tightly, raised her face and looked at her like faith. She grabbed her tightly, and she took a step, and she followed her.

Lin Yitong's little face gradually turned red without knowing the so-called "she" and she had never encountered such a situation.

She squatted down gently, and she looked at her gently, saying hoarsely: "Auntie won't leave, she will take you home, you don't have to hold on like this all the time."

After persuading left and right, the little girl still held her tightly and grabbed her skirt into a ball. She took a breath, and her water eyes couldn't help but glared at Hosran, trying to ease her tone: "What did you say to her?"

——Make her like this suddenly?

Huo Siran's thin lips were pursed and his deep eyes were fixed on her. Just now, he just attached himself to the little girl's ear and said, "Did you see the aunt over there? Uncle loves her very much, but Uncle is always afraid that she will leave one day, and that she will not ask for her if she finds her. So Lu Lu, follow her, and you will go to you no matter where you go to the ends of the world, do you know?"
To be continued...