Leng Yan's whispers lingered and echoed in the mountain wind, like weeping and complaining.
He has always blamed himself, thinking that he had killed Xiaoya. If he hadn't taken her away from here, then she would not have met Wentian, and she would not have died...
Click!
A stone as big as an goose egg shattered in Leng Yan's palm, and then turned into powder, sliding down from between his palms. He opened his hand, and blood marks appeared on his palm, but he didn't notice it at all, because compared to
The self-blame in my heart is nothing at all.
After the flames in front of Xiaoya's grave burned out, Leng Yan returned to the monkey's grave and took out two bottles of Erguotou, a roast duck covered with a film, and a stack of peanuts from his military backpack.[
Unscrewing Erguotou, he took a sip first. It was as spicy as a knife, but Leng Yan smiled, "Monkey, brother is here to drink with you." Leng Yan said and turned the bottle upside down, letting the crystal wine spill on the grave.
on the former land.
"Do you still remember the days when we drank together with Zhou Zhou? At that time, we were broke and all we had was passion and a sincere heart. Those were the happiest days in my life... But Zhou Zhou left nine years ago
, you also left six years ago... Sometimes I really hope that it is me who dies, so that I don’t have to carry so many things..."
Leng Yan took a sip and poured it down, and the two bottles of Erguotou were all gone quickly. He took out two more bottles from his military backpack, and he didn't know how many bottles he drank. Finally, he lay drunk in front of the monkey's grave.
There are tears falling from the corners of the eyes, and the man doesn’t shed tears lightly, just because he hasn’t reached the point of sadness!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... You tried your best to save me, but I failed to take good care of Xiaoya..."
Whispering words came from his mouth, and he slept with the monkey's tombstone on his head.
The mountain wind became more violent, weeping and complaining, and the stars twinkled, illuminating the maroon writing on the tombstone, which read the words "Hou Dezhi's Tomb". The monkey was Hou Dezhi.
In the starlight, the three characters Hou Dezhi shined dimly, as if they were paying attention to Leng Yan in front of him, reading the pain and pain in his heart.
Although he slept in the field that night, Leng Yan slept very soundly because his brother was by his side. He slept until noon of the next day, when the bright and dazzling sunlight shone on his face.
He woke up with a start.
He turned over and sat up. He looked around reflexively and found himself lying in front of Monkey's grave. He smiled slightly and said: "Monkey, in addition to coming to see you this time, I have one more thing to tell you. I have made friends."
This girlfriend is different from the previous ones. She is a real girlfriend. Her name is Luo Ning. Bless me. When the time is right, I will bring her to see you..."
"By the way, I also brought a bottle of good wine this time. It's the king of wine, but I won't let you drink it today. When Luo Ning and I come to see you some time, we will have a big drink together..."
Leng Yan stared at the tombstone and seemed to see the monkey's face appearing on it, scratching his head and glaring at him, and said with a smile: "Don't stare, staring is useless. If you say you don't give it, you won't give it. Just wait obediently."
Don't think it's a big deal just because you saved my life. I don't appreciate it at all. By the way, I have to get rid of the scars on my body. The bumps and bumps are not good-looking at all and will affect my overall image..."
After talking ramblingly, Leng Yan stood up, came to Xiaoya's grave, and said: "Xiaoya, Brother Yan is leaving. I'll come see you later. Is there anything you want Brother Yan to bring you?
What, I want to meet my sister-in-law, no problem..."