Early the next morning, Gong Xue got up before dawn.
Afraid of disturbing other people, she did not turn on the light and put on the clothes she had prepared the day before.
Off-white T-shirt, dark blue jeans and white canvas shoes.
The clothes were newly bought when she went to Shanghai to participate in a computer competition. She wanted to show her best side to Gao Yuan.
Long Sifeng only knew that she asked for leave to go out, but did not know why she went out. This was a secret she decided to keep for the rest of her life. She did not confess to Long Sifeng because she did not want another person in the world to worry about her.
I didn't expect the dragon battle to come.
The lights in the dormitory reflected his tall figure, and his training uniform turned dark green...
"Good morning, instructor." Although she was not wearing a military uniform, Gong Xue still saluted Long Zhan habitually.
Long Zhan returned the military salute and took out a thick envelope from his pocket, "This is five thousand yuan. I want to trouble you to send it to your hometown when you go out, but don't let Sifeng know about it." The girl was thoughtful.
I'm afraid that if she finds out, she will think about all sorts of things and won't even be able to sleep.
Gong Xue took it and hesitated, "Instructor... you..." In the end, she shook her head and said nothing.
It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when the train arrived in Nanjiang. Gong Xue didn't care about eating, so she went to the bank near Nanjiang Railway Station to help Long Zhan remit money to his hometown in Henan. By the way, she also remitted a one-time deposit of 110,000 to Gao Lie.
She checked her bank details, took out another 30,000 yuan, and deposited another certificate of deposit.
She ate a bowl of rice noodles nearby to fill her stomach, and then went to a supermarket and a flower shop to buy some commemorative items. She then got on the shuttle bus bound for the cemetery.
According to custom, worship should be done in the morning to comply with the rules, but she didn't want to meet other familiar people in the cemetery. She just wanted to talk to Gao Yuan quietly.
The weather in southern Xinjiang is changeable. When we got off the bus, the originally sunny sky suddenly turned cloudy, and a drizzle began to fall. The wind was strong in the mountains, and the raindrops fell on her neck and hair. After a while, her delicate features looked like
It looks like it has been washed, and it looks particularly quiet and refreshing.
As she walked up the marble steps, the leaves that had just been blown off by the wind made a rustling sound under her feet. She was unaware of it, taking steps mechanically, step by step.
Finally, she came to the tombstone where the souls of Gao Yuan and her parents were placed. She stopped and stared, her eyes gradually turning red.
In front of Gao Yuan's tombstone, just like his parents, flowers and offerings were placed by those who paid their respects in the morning.
Let’s see who they are?
She guessed, Aunt Lin? Captain Qin? Or Wang Feng...
She first squatted down in front of her parents' monument and placed the fresh white chrysanthemums and her parents' favorite snacks and fruits one by one in front of the tomb. She wiped the rain-soaked monument over and over again with a white cotton towel.
, then, his fingers lingered on the photo of his parents, gently stroking it.
"Dad, Mom, Xiaoxue is here to see you." She lowered her eyes, and after a long time, she faced the portraits of her parents again and said, "Dad, Mom, Xiaoxue has lived up to your instructions and has become a national defense student. In the future.
...will also be a soldier who satisfies you. I know that you are thinking of me all the time, and I...miss you too..."
Gong Xue stood in front of her parents' tombstones for a long time. It wasn't until the rain stopped and the wind stopped that she got up and walked to the plateau separated by only a stone step.
It’s been 365 days.
I would meet him in my dreams every day. He was handsome, military-like, playful, humorous, gentle and affectionate. Every... every one of them made me trapped in memories, and I was never willing to come out.
She placed ninety-nine crimson roses in front of the tomb.
This is what he once said, but he failed to fulfill his promise to her.
Now, let her make it happen.
Standing in front of the plateau, she felt that her breathing was painful, her head was heavy, and she was a little numb, and the opening remarks she had prepared countless times were all stuck in her throat, and she could not say a word.
Gao Yuan's smiling face seemed to appear in front of Gong Xue's eyes. She reached out to hug him, but she only caught him in the mountain breeze.
He lowered his eyes helplessly, trying to search for images of the plateau in his memory, imagining what the plateau would be like after another year. Does he still remember his beloved Xiaoxue?
A feeling of desolation flows rapidly through the body..
She took out a bottle of wine and a pack of cigarettes from her backpack, both of which were Gao Yuan's favorite brands.
The incense burner was filled with incense candles that had been extinguished before they were burned out, just like his short life had turned into eternal silence before he was truly burned for his lover.
She had never smoked before, and for the first time in her life, she made an exception for the plateau. She opened the package, took out one, lit it with a lighter in her hand, inserted it into the incense burner, then the second one, and the third one, three in total.
Smoke, continue the fireworks leading to heaven again..
Oh, and wine...
Although he rarely drinks alcohol, a man can never do without the wine that symbolizes heroism and loyalty.
"Gao Yuan, I'll do it first as a token of respect!" There was no cup, so she took a big sip from the bottle. The pungent taste filled her throat from her throat to her lower abdomen, like a fire, and it stung her eyes.
Holding back her emotions that were about to collapse, she turned the bottle and slowly poured it towards the ground.
The transparent wine and drizzle slowly seeped into the ground. I asked the plateau in heaven, how are you doing?
She put down the wine bottle and took out a cotton towel to wipe the rain-soaked tombstone.
After she wiped away the rainwater and stains on the tombstone, Gong Xue placed the award certificate and national defense service medal in front of Gao Yuan's tomb.
She leaned against the cold monument, slowly sat down, rested her head on it, and asked in a nostalgic voice: "Gaoyuan, are you okay?"
Only the waves of pine trees in the cemetery replaced the answer from the plateau...
She looked up at the sky and caught the soft and soft raindrops on her face, like his gentle palm brushing her cheek.
She closed her eyes, choked, and continued: "Gao Yuan... you see, I will become a soldier like you in the future. I don't know if you will still support me like you did before, but I...
But I don’t want to leave any regrets in life. Gao Yuan, I never tell lies in front of you, so...so...after you left, my life was not good at all." She smiled self-deprecatingly,
Then he lightly hit the tombstone with his fist, as if hitting him, "It's all your fault... You don't mean what you say, you left me to live alone in this world... I often think, if you still
What will happen to me while I'm alive... Should I move towards a glorious life in a certain university in Beijing, or will I be a heroine in a real military academy... Actually... My dream is not that big, if...
.If you were still here, I might still come to Kunming and wait to meet you again at the place closest to you. Do you still remember that you asked me to marry you when you were 20 years old? I have always been looking forward to this dream.
I will realize it as soon as possible. I look forward to your twentieth birthday when you hang up your boots and come to marry me..."
She lowered her eyes and said nothing for a long time...