Listen to the bamboo small building, backyard.

The beer brought by Qin Youmeng had already been drunk, and the two of them were still unsatisfied.

Ye Junlang slapped his thigh and said, "I almost forgot, I still have two bottles of Lafite red wine here." Qin Xiaoniu, wait, I don't believe you will get drunk. ”

When Ye Junlang returned to the backyard again, he already had two more bottles of red wine in his hand.

These two bottles of Lafite red wine were brought back by him when he was eating with Mi Duo at the French restaurant on the Seine last night, but it was Lin Yingchang who came over to be the wronged leader.

Qin Youmeng's eyes really didn't see the slightest drunkenness, but became brighter and clearer, she looked at the two bottles of red wine that Ye Junlang put on the small table, and was really surprised, and said, "Ouch, this is still 82 Lafite." Uncle Ye, I can't see that you are still a local tyrant, and there is still such good wine hidden in the house. ”

Ye Junlang smiled and said: "This wine doesn't cost money, it's a wronged pocket, and I took the sheep back for Shun." ”

"Taste it?" asked the girl.

"Of course. ”

Ye Junlang opened his mouth, took off the cork with a wine opener, picked up the valuable 82-year-old Lafite and poured it into the cup, and he didn't care whether he was sobering up or not, he drank it when he picked it up.

If this falls into the eyes of some master tasters, they may have to scold him for being a tyrannical thing.

How can such an expensive red wine be drunk like this?

Qin Youmeng also drank the cup as soon as she picked it up, and she didn't know if she tasted the taste of this red wine, but she went to pour herself half a glass after drinking.

Ye Junlang didn't stop him, at first he said that Qin Youmeng didn't drink more than three cans of beer at most, but looking at this little Nizi drinking cans of cans, he didn't feel drunk at all, but his eyes became brighter and clearer, which made Ye Junlang look confused for a while, thinking that Xiao Nizi was smart and clever, even if it didn't matter, could it be that he was also talented in drinking, and he was not drunk with a thousand cups?

So in the back, Ye Junlang didn't bother to care, and he didn't count what he said before.

Ye Junlang could also see that Qin Youmeng's family background was extraordinary, this kind of down-and-out generosity and her ethereal temperament were not something that ordinary people could cultivate, whether it was boldness or knowledge, they were far beyond her age.

It's just that Qin Youmeng didn't say it, and he didn't bother to ask.

The only thing he was curious about was that this little girl seemed very special to him from the first time she saw him, and this special was an indescribable closeness and trust to put it bluntly.

Yes, especially the sense of trust, it seems that Ye Junlang sold her directly and she was willing.

If not, what girl would dare to bring beer and barbecue crayfish to a security guard for a drink on this big night?

"Uncle Ye, tell me your story. Qin Youmeng tilted his head, the style of this moment was indescribably well-behaved and pretty, and the clear waves contained in his blinking eyes seemed to overflow his eyes.

Ye Junlang glanced at Qin Youmeng, looking at her style at this moment, he couldn't help but be in a trance, thinking that in time, this little girl was only afraid that she would be more charming and charming than the fox and the goblin of Na'an, and she was a beauty who brought disaster to the country and the people.

"What's the story?" Ye Junlang asked.

"Hmm-" Qin You thought about it, a slight sparkle flashed in his eyes, and said, "Let's just tell you some stories about the battlefield." ”

"The battlefield? The battlefield filled with gunfire and gunpowder smoke is not successful? Look at me, a security guard, are you too far away from the battlefield with me?" Ye Junlang smiled.

"Cut! You can hide it from others, you can hide it from me? I know Uncle Ye, you must have been on the battlefield. ”

"How so?"

"The scars on your body, big and small, are the best proof of that. Don't tell me that those scars were left by your naughty behavior when you were a child, and you don't believe it. ”

"Say that you are a little ghost with a big ghost, and you believe it?" Ye Junlang smiled dumbly, but there was also a trace of surprise in his heart, it seems that this little girl's eyes are still very sharp, and she is not shirtless when she opens the door for her, but she noticed the details of her scars.

"People are not small!" Qin Youmeng said angrily, she moved the small bench, sat next to Ye Junlang, looked up at the face that had not changed in the memory of the past six years, except for a little hardness and maturity, and said, "Did you say?"

"Where does this start?" Ye Junlang asked.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Junlang saw Qin Youmeng make a shocking move, and this little girl lifted his vest.

"Hey, you're too fat, how can you casually lift a man's clothes?

"Let's talk about how this scar came about. ”

Qin Youmeng stretched out his hand and pointed to a narrow scar on Ye Junlang's waist and asked.

Ye Junlang raised his head, his thoughts seemed to be pulled back to many years ago, in that African rainforest, full of bloody killing as if they were reappeared yesterday, he said for a long time: "This is in a rainforest in Africa, and the enemy soldiers met unexpectedly, and a short-handed battle began. The enemy was numerous, but the warriors around me were as brave as tigers, and they were not afraid, but attacked and killed with a suppressive momentum. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of knife light passing through the air, and I pounced on it, and the knife slashed past my waist, and the aftermath continued unabated, slashing into the chest of one of my comrades. I still couldn't save him. The knife pierced through his chest, but he pounced on it anyway, opening his mouth to bite the artery in the enemy soldier's neck. ”

"At that moment when the blood was rushing up, he smiled and said three words to me—"

"Kill it!"

In the end, Ye Junlang said softly: "His name is Xu Wei, and he is a good man. ”

Qin Youmeng listened quietly, Rao is Ye Junlang's tone seemed very calm, but she still felt the grief and remembrance in his heart with empathy, but all of this was pressed deep in his heart.

She no longer asked, every scar represented a period of unbearable blood and tears, and she couldn't bear to let this man touch the bloody scars in the depths of her heart again.

Ye Junlang continued to take care of himself: "There is still this scar, do you see it? This is the fragment of the mine explosion. We were cornered in a minefield, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt that exploded, and I was supposed to be the one who should have died. However, at the moment of the explosion, a brother threw me to the ground. When I picked him up, his whole body was a blur of flesh and blood, and some fragments pierced his body, leaving this indelible mark on me. ”

"His name is Liuzi, and he is the sixth brother to join our legion. The corners of his mouth twitched in the flesh and blood, but he couldn't say a word, and looking at the shape of his mouth, I knew what he was talking about—what he was singing, to be exact. ”

Ye Junlang spoke, and then, his deep voice echoed in the empty and lonely night:

"The wind is fierce, the smoke of gunpowder rises, and the drums of war beat to shake the heavens and the earth!

The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and the warrior is the first to kill the enemy!

The remnant sun falls, the reflection is like blood, and the soldier will not regret his death!

The sky is vast, the war is burning, just ask who can come to fight!

In the red dust, a glass of soil, brothers will drink again in the next life!

In the red dust, a cup of soil, brothers will kill the enemy in the next life!"

The low voice, the hoarse voice, sang the far, desolate, and pathetic singing, but the simple and unpretentious singing voice made people listen to the scenes of killing rendered by blood and fire in front of them, and the ears seemed to echo the battle cry, and in a trance, it seemed that I saw a soldier regardless of life and death, fearless and fearless, and went up to kill, letting the splashed blood stain a battle suit red.

The night was late and the wind was getting cooler.

I don't know when, Qin Youmeng was already lying on Ye Junlang's legs, his eyes were closed, his breathing was even, and he had already fallen asleep.

"A cup for tomorrow, a cup for the past, a cup for brothers!"

Ye Junlang picked up the cup and drank it cup by cup.

The night is as cool as water, the beauty is like jade, and one person is drunk.