When the white light began to fade, Wei Ran heard the music played with a harmonica, and at the same time felt the cold sea breeze and the aroma of coffee mixed in the wind.

He blinked his eyes hard, and when he saw everything around him clearly, he found himself sitting at a table next to the window.

Outside the window was the coastline that you could see at a glance. Inside the window, Clermont, who was sitting opposite him, was closing his eyes and playing the International Song with his harmonica. At this time, he was wearing a black formal outfit, but his figure had become much thinner.

Looking down at himself, Wei Ran found that he was also wearing a formal outfit, the formal outfit he wore when he was rushing to the farm in France and Vanessa to the UK.

Finally, his eyes were placed on the table between the two.

On this long table, the silver coffee extractor was slowly heated by an alcohol lamp. The fragrant coffee was being pushed by steam, and the two silver eggshell cups with beautiful hammer patterns placed next to it were poured along the diversion tube.

Next to the coffee pot, in addition to the silver coffee pot with hammer pattern, there is also a neatly stacked but blood-stained Spanish international travel uniform.

On top of this uniform, another silver-skin hammer-patterned jar lies.

The hammer pattern jar is slightly larger, and the whole body is painted with heavy red, yellow and purple paint, and a red triangle star is also painted.

Especially on the lid of the jar, there are white paint, and the three crooked Chinese characters "Yu Yanlin" are written almost like a copy.

Just stunned for a second, Wei Ran had already guessed what was in the jar.

There is more than that on the table, there is the postman bag that once belonged to Viola, a German kettle filled with fuel, a Leica camera from American photographer Aaron, and all the relics of Yu Yanlin—

Including the Astra 400 pistol he had lent to the female nurse Amani, including his seal and the seal he got from killing the Japanese, including the pendant he and Chuncai made tokens of love, etc., and the harmonica that was originally given to him by Clermont, but now there is an extra bullet hole.

In the middle of the table, there was the unfolding flag. On that flag, 27 romantic triangular stars were finally gathered, and the same sentence was written in various languages: Fight for your freedom and our freedom.

On the other side of the flag was the super Iconta folding leather camera that Clermont used before, and his worn-out Battle of the German horse-haired backpack.

But in addition to these, at the corner of the table, there is a Spanish-language newspaper, with the front-page headline saying "On November 1, the International Column withdrew from Spain, and more than 300,000 Barcelona people attended the farewell ceremony."

It's been 1938...

Wei Ran couldn't help but look out the window, and then looked at Clermont, who was concentrating on playing the harmonica opposite.

After taking a deep breath, he glanced at the living father who was indifferent to the mouth of his left hand, then took out the harmonica, closed his eyes, and blew the international song that brought strength, hope and faith with the other party.

I don’t know when, someone outside the window sang the International Song loudly in Spanish in the harmonica music. I don’t know when, more and more people sang, and the voice became louder and louder.

When a complete international song was finished, cheers, applause and loud whistles came from outside the window.

Stopped the harmonica music and opened their eyes. Wei Ran looked at each other with Clermon, who also put down the harmonica on the other side.

"I remember the first time we met was because you played this piece with the harmonica," Clermont said. "Your harmonica is still so good."

"yes..."

Wei Ran sighed, stared at the 27 triangular stars on the flag and said subconsciously, "Everyone was still there at that time."

"Yes, everyone was still alive at that time."

Clermont put down his harmonica and pointed to the first star on the flag and said, "This flag was left by the French doctor Mr. Pierre, the first star came from a warrior whom he could not save.

The second star is himself, and the third one is my father-in-law, Mr. Gerard, who was unable to survive."

"The fourth one is a war veteran named Dylan"

Wei Ran sighed, "The fifth one is a short German-speaking soldier. He saved me, but I don't even know his name."

"This one comes from another Chinese," Clermont said, pointing to the next star.

"yes"

Wei Ran nodded, "It's Yan...It's Louis..."

"It's Yu Yanlin"

Clermont corrected the name Wei Ran said in Chinese with unstandard pronunciation, and added a prefix in Chinese, "Comrade Yu Yanlin."

“Yes”

Wei Ran nodded and continued in French with Chinese names, "It was a soldier that Comrade Yu Yanlin met on the battlefield. His surname was Zhang, but he only knew that his surname was Zhang."

"The next one is Viola, she is also a postman, her husband is Bruno, they are from Switzerland, and they all become stars.

Fortunately, they became two stars next to each other, and I... I can only comfort myself like this."

Clermont sighed, and then introduced the remaining stars to Wei Ran, some of the people he met on the battlefield, including his fiancee Esdelle.

"The star is called Robin Sink, who is from the Netherlands and was finally killed in Angel Mountain. She is a correspondent and translator. Before I passed, her husband had already died in this position."

As he said that, Wei Ran took a deep breath and continued, "The next one is Sage, a passionate Spaniard.

Next this one is an old guy named Jendy Rios.

He was originally a soldier of the National Army. During the search, he killed his partner in order to protect the two children rescued by Yu Yanlin and I, and joined the International Brigade before his death."

Speaking of this, Wei Ran asked, "Are those two children... they... still alive?"

"Alive, still alive." Clermont nodded, "You will see them later, and they are here too."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran breathed a little relieved, pointed to the stars on the flag and continued, "These are the friends Aaron and he met on the battlefield.

He didn't have time to introduce the names of those friends he knew to us, and then he also became a star."

"This is the philosophy student named Maria"

Clermont pointed to the next star and said, "You drove the wounded back, and I buried her in person."

"I remember"

Wei Ran sighed and pointed to the next star and said, "This is our old friend, the Soviet man, Joseph, Comrade Joseph Dmitrievich Novikov, who died in Posuero."

"The next one is our friend Yu Yanlin."

Clermont touched the penultimate star on the flag, "He was trying to save me..."

"He is for you and our freedom," Wei Ran said in a daze at the star.

"free..."

Clermont touched the star, then a bright smile appeared on his face, pointing to the last star and saying, "This is me, Clermont Clermont Domingo, an internationalist fighter, a Communist."

After a moment of pause, Clermont said, "Victor, no, Wei Ran, I plan to go to China."

"Are you planning to go to China?" Wei Ran looked at the other party in surprise.

"Fight for you and our freedom"

Clermont said, "I agreed with Yu Yanlin that when the war here ends, I will go to China with him to participate in the anti-French silk-sucking battle there. We also agreed to drink Chinese tea together."

"So... are you going to take him back?" Wei Ran said, looking at the silver-skin hammer-patterned jar placed on the folded uniform.

"No, I don't plan to take him back."

Clermont shook his head, "I will go to China first, fight with the magic sucking silk. When the magic sucking silk there is wiped out, I will pick him up and send him back to a China where there is no magic sucking silk."

"What if you can't come back?" Wei Ran asked after a moment of silence.

"Then I won't come back."

Clermont said freely, "Yu Yanlin can stay in Spain, so I can stay in China forever."

Sighing weakly, Wei Ran cheered and asked, "Did you decide? When will you set off?"

“Tonight”

Clermont replied, "Yesterday, the International Brigade had withdrawn from Spain and I was ready to leave."

"You don't plan to go back..."

"The international brigade is just withdrawing from Spain, not from this world where magical sucking silk is rampant."

Clermont said seriously, "The international brigade can still fight, so I'm going to go to China."

"Then let's go together." Wei Ran said as he stood up and solemnly extended his hand to the other party, "For you and our freedom."

"For you and our freedom"

Clermont also stood up, with a bright smile, reached out and held Wei Ran together and shook it hard.

Before Wei Ran could say anything, someone walked into this not-so-large small room.

Just a glance, Wei Ran couldn't help but be stunned. The people who came in were the young nurse Amani from France, and Hanica, who had once partnered with her.

However, at this time, Hanica was leaning on a pair of crutches and one of her legs was gone.

Behind them, there was a little boy, and there was a little guy in the arms of the boy.

"Why are you..." Wei Ran stared at Hanica's empty trousers in a daze.

“Don’t lost in Aragon”

Hanica came to the table with a cane indifferent care and sat down, "Clermont, what are you going to take away?"

“I don’t plan to take too much”

Clermont said, and had already distributed a cup of coffee to everyone. "I only had this set of coffee pot and coffee powder. When I returned to Spain to participate in the battle, I only brought these things."

After saying that, he put the rest of the things on the table, including Yu Yanlin's relics and ashes, and the flag, into the German backpack he used to use. "Hanika, let's stay at your house for the time being. When the war is over and when my uncle decides to put them back, let him take these things back."

"Okay, I'll save these things." Hanica nodded and pressed her hand on the worn backpack.

"Forgot to say it." Clermont glanced at Amani, "Amani will also go to China with me."
To be continued...