After the main business was over, Qin Feng once again looked at Cheng Jiayi.

Taking off his furious coat, Cheng Jiayi returned to the harmless appearance of humans and animals. Her fair skin set against her black eyes became clearer, and as her eyes turned, it seemed that her inspiration was flowing.

But at this moment, Cheng Jiayi was still different from her first meeting. Unconsciously, she faded away a little youth and gradually showed the calmness of an adult.

"I have to inspect it in the evening. You haven't shown up for a day. Do you want to have a look together?" Qin Feng asked.

Cheng Jiayi shook her head without thinking too much. She didn't want to see anyone. Qin Feng was holding her outside, so she didn't have to leave the scene.

But Du Yiyi glanced at Qin Feng and persuaded: "It's good to go out and take a walk. Look at what you can eat. Come back and bring me a bite."

Cheng Jiayi then stood up.

As the evening approaches, the town is still shrouded in thick snow. The roofs of antique buildings are also thick with snow. A few roofs have been cleared and the road surface has also been cleared to make a walk alone.

Qin Feng led Cheng Jiayi to a quiet garden along the outskirts of the town.

The snow was too heavy, and many branches were broken and covered by snow. A wooden pavilion inside was also covered with thick snow, with uneven branches on the edges, which had a very ancient charm.

Qin Feng stopped, and Cheng Jiayi suddenly realized that Qin Feng was going to say something to her.

"The last time we came to the island country was an academic exchange, and we had many competitions with our peers. Because of some historical reasons, both of us were shouting and would rather be injured than lose."

Qin Feng's voice recalled melancholy and regret, "At that time, a teammate of mine dislocated his right knee when he fell down. When he turned over and sat on the ground, he patted his knee back with his hands and persisted until the end of the game. Now he is revisiting the old place and remembering the past, it seems that it was yesterday, and it seems like a dream again."

Cheng Jiayi turned around slightly and looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng put his hands in his pockets in his camouflage uniform, and his side face was astonishingly handsome as he looked at the afterglow of the sunset, especially his eyes looking at the distant mountains, which made him seem to have just walked out of the watercolor painting.

"The past is like death yesterday. Everything from the past is like birth today. You should be familiar with this sentence, boss." Qin Feng turned his head to look at Cheng Jiayi.

Cheng Jiayi's ears were slightly hot. She probably understood what it meant, but she didn't know the source of the sentence and the meaning of the connection.

"Every time we finish a task, we will do psychological counseling. This sentence is often said by my psychologist. After hearing it for the first time, I went back to check the original text and saw several people who have mixed praises and criticisms in history, and have borrowed this sentence and tried to work hard for themselves."

"Did your teammate lose that game? Or did you comfort him with such words?" Cheng Jiayi said suspiciously.

"No," Qin Feng shook his head, "I was thinking about that game and now, everything yesterday is like death yesterday."

Qin Feng's gaze fell gently on Cheng Jiayi's eyes, "Each of us has experienced different yesterdays, some are beautiful, some are melancholy, and some are unforgettable. But yesterday is yesterday's, and even if we think about it, we will not become today. And we living people always have to look forward."

Cheng Jiayi didn't know what to say. A powerful person like Qin Feng would not be addicted to the past, and naturally he would not understand the idea of ​​a person who was not very strong in her mentality or strong in her mind.

The person imposed will not care about the pain that has been added to him, because those pains have become past, and even because of those pains, he has turned into a cocoon and a butterfly.

"These words seem to be high-sounding, but not everyone who survived has experienced this. If you listen, everyone will be filled with sadness and regret, and are willing to exchange their lives for time."

Cheng Jiayi finally said, "Are you too?"

"You know I am a soldier." Qin Feng said quickly, "Even if I have been discharged from the army, what I have done after I escaped from the responsibilities of my soldier. Reality pushes me to move forward step by step. When I suddenly become alert, it is already contrary to my original intention and is very far away."

Qin Feng turned his head and looked at the pavilion covered with snow in front of him again, his side face was covered with indifference.

"Where is there any cliff stopping? My cliff stopping is to remove the firewood from your cauldron. The past cannot be erased, and the future cannot be predicted."

Qin Feng looked at Cheng Jiayi again and asked slowly: "I have thought that every night, every morning, and even just now, I was telling myself that all kinds of the past, such as death yesterday, and all kinds of the past, such as birth today."

But when she heard Qin Feng's words, the more she felt uncomfortable. She thought Qin Feng was here to persuade her, but she didn't want to go around, was he wronged?

What does he do mean is contrary to his identity as a soldier? What does it mean to pull out the firewood from the cauldron? Did she ask him to do this? Did she ask Qin Feng to follow her to the peninsula to go to the island country to fight the nation?

He didn't want to leave like Li Li, who forced him to stand on his side?

The past appeared in the mind in a mess, anger, grievance, regret, and self-blame made Cheng Jiayi burst out: "What does Team Qin mean? Who is wrong with your identity for these many things?"

Cheng Jiayi knew that her tone was full of sarcasm and sarcasm in her tone. When she rushed out, her mind also flashed through the scenes of fighting in the port and the town, but at this moment, her brain seemed to be completely out of control. Those words that were originally only thinking about in her heart rushed out without thinking:

"Are you on the Peninsula? Or is it here? What did you do contrary to your identity? Do you dare say that your comrades are not standing on the same land doing the same thing, or even more overdoing things?

Oh, it’s because you didn’t do that too much. You haven’t used your compatriots’ bodies as containers for offering crystals, you haven’t forced us to kill each other, and you haven’t watched our family die, right?”

Yesterday, everything broke into my mind uncontrollably again. The falling plum blossom, the same falling doll, and the corpse of the girl who finally fell, reappeared in my mind with accusations, and finally turned into Sun Dong's corpse.

Cheng Jiayi's eyes turned red, and his eyes suddenly became terrible.

"Can you say that all those things have passed? What are the kinds of yesterday, such as yesterday's death? Haha." Cheng Jiayi sneered, "You say that because you never regard yourself as a person, but only treat yourself as a knife, the knife in the hands of others!"

Qin Feng was stunned.
Chapter completed!