Before Wu Guangyao finished speaking, he suddenly heard a voice, an extremely familiar yet distant voice.
"Guangyao, you're here."
The voice was gentle, and the owner of the voice slowly came to Wu Guangyao.
She is a very beautiful woman. She has a smile on her lips, but her picturesque eyebrows contain tears and deep longing: "Guangyao, my son... you are finally here."
"mom......"
Wu Guangyao's lips trembled, his body felt a little cold, and his heart tightened.
"Mom, why are you...why are you..."
At this?
Wu Guangyao had a headache. Why did he ask why he was here? Where was this?
He looked up and saw an older house, which was clearly his mother's hometown.
Mom has returned to her hometown? Why is her mother not in their little home? What is she doing here?
Just thinking about it gives me a terrible headache, as if my head is being pricked by thousands of needles.
He half-knelt on the ground impatiently, holding his head and frowning in pain.
"Guangyao! Guangyao, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mom."
The woman hugged him in panic.
Smelling the familiar scent of his mother, Wu Guangyao felt that his headache seemed to be much lighter. He smiled: "Mom, I'm fine..."
At the same time, Yang Tian's eyes were a little dazed.
He looked at the battlefield filled with smoke and the tragic death of his comrades around him, and felt a chill in his heart.
"Yang Tian...you have to hide. If I find you, I will send you to meet your comrades."
There was a rough sound, like rusty iron pieces rubbing against each other.
Yang Tian was tense all over and crawled in the hay, not daring to make any move.
He had been spending three days with the person opposite him.
All the comrades who came this time were killed in battle, and he was the only one left.
In the past three days, he had not eaten enough, and his vision was a little blurry.
But he knew he couldn't faint.
In this case, once he faints, he will never wake up!
He moved his teeth slightly and bit down hard on his tongue. The excruciating pain made his vision clear again. Then he carefully adjusted his body shape and looked for the enemy through the scope.
"Yang Tian, don't hold on anymore, come down and stay with us."
"Yes, it would be great for us comrades to get together and play cards and drink every day..."
"Come on Yang Tian, stop looking, you can't find him..."
The voice of a comrade suddenly rang in his ears.
No!
Yang Tian kept trying to block these voices in his heart.
He can't die!
Lin Xue is still waiting for him to go back!
He promised to protect Lin Xue for the rest of his life, but he couldn't die!
"Why can't you die?"
As if he could peek into his heart, his comrades sneered: "Lin Xue is waiting for you to go back?"
"Yang Tian...you have a good life, good skills, good brains, and a beautiful wife at home."
At this point, the voice of the comrade-in-arms was a bit sad: "Why can we die? Why should we die?"
"Why can't you die!"
"You're going to die!"
"You have to come down and stay with us!"
"Yang Tian, stop resisting, come down and accompany us..."
"Yes, put down the weapons in your hands. You can't destroy him, you can only be destroyed by him..."
Listening to these harsh words, Yang Tian's eyes were a little blood red, and his vision was completely red, making him almost unable to see.
"Yang Tian, you are really a cold-hearted person."
The voice of his comrades sounded again.
"Why are you better than us in everything, even luckier than us?"
"We are all dead, why don't you die? Why can you be appreciated by those people...Why..."
