"Bing'er, this way!" When Du Fei saw her, he waved desperately.

"Brother Fei, long time no see, why did you come to pick me up?" Bing'er ran over with her suitcase.

"It's not just me, look who is that?" Du Fei pointed at me and said.

Following his fingers, Bing'er's gaze fell on my face, and I silently took off my sunglasses and smiled at her.

"Brother?" She looked at me in disbelief, and after a moment, suddenly exclaimed, "Brother! Then he threw away his suitcase and ran into my arms, hugging me tightly, tears streaming from his eyes.

I hugged her, just like when I was a child, and my heart swelled with infinite pampering, and the impact of the irascible emotions just now disappeared in an instant.

"Brother, I miss you so much, where have you been, why has there been no news for so long, and no one knows when I inquire in the army." Bing'er cried with snot and tears, looking pitiful.

"Okay, don't cry, why are you still crying when you're a big girl, aren't I coming back?" I held her shoulders and comforted her while helping her wipe her tears.

"Are you not leaving?" Bing'er asked me with her head tilted.

"Uh...... Let's not talk about this first, Du Fei, take Bing'er's things, let's go home first. "I can't promise anything, don't go? I wouldn't want to leave the house if I could, but can I really do it, I don't believe I'm capable of doing it anymore from what I've just done.

Bing'er didn't continue to ask, the same soldiers, we all had reasons to leave, she understood that I couldn't stay at home.

In order to prevent her from asking questions, I kept asking her about what had happened over the years, from the college entrance examination to the university, and when I asked about my boyfriend, I just didn't give her a chance to ask questions.

But when I asked her what her plans were in the future, the expected answer still surprised me, she really wanted to participate in the special operations trial, and she had already submitted an application, and asked me to help her with special training.

I can't say anything, I think I'll find a chance to persuade after I go back, but I guess it's useless, who let her treat my own brother as an idol since she was a child, she already knew that she would choose this path.

When I got home, my mother had already cooked a large table full of dishes, all of which my sister and I loved to eat, and it had been almost ten years since I started going to college, and it seemed that it was the first time I had a reunion dinner on the Mid-Autumn Festival, which made my heart sour.

Dad always likes to drink two sips, I took out Moutai and poured a glass for my dad, and also poured a glass for Du Fei, he couldn't drink, but today he made an exception, anyway, no one knows, I won't sue, and then pour myself a glass.

As soon as I put the wine bottle down, Bing'er took a wine glass and put it in front of me, and said with a smile: "Brother, I want it too." ”

"When did you learn to drink?" I hesitated, but poured her half a glass anyway.

"I won't, but I just want to drink!" Bing'er stood up and snatched the wine bottle, poured herself a full glass, then picked it up and sniffed it, and dried it down.

"Wow, that's spicy!" Bing'er stuck out her tongue and kept fanning the wind.

"Hey, you girl's family, how can you drink like this." I reprimanded.

"I did it, you feel free!" Bing'er waved her hand haughtily, not caring about my reprimand at all.

"Haha, it's good, it's worthy of being my daughter, women don't let me shave my eyebrows!" Instead, Dad laughed happily and took the whole glass of liquor in one gulp.

Looking at this old and young, I was silent, but I felt a strong warmth in my heart, I don't know how many times this scene has appeared in my dreams, thank God, I can feel the warmth of home again when I am still alive.

"Hey, what's the fuss, Bing'er is dry, what do you want?" Du Fei held the wine glass and stretched out it in front of me.

"Then do it, can you do it, aren't you forbidden to drink?" I asked.

"What's not to do, the rules of the Northeast people, you have to do it when you clink glasses!" Du Fei smiled, knocked the cup with me, and drank it with his head up.

"You take it easy, I don't have a place to sleep in my house if I drink too much!" I smiled and drank it, now I am completely different from before, I used to drink a single drop, and the places I have been to the most in these years abroad are taverns and brothels, and now the amount of alcohol can be described as a wine vat.

"Drink slowly!" My mother glared at us and said as she picked up vegetables for me and my sister, "I've missed this taste for years, and now I understand that it's missing."

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the meal was happy, from noon to evening, and finally the whole table of dishes was swept away by us, father, Bing'er, Du Fei, all drunk, only I took the bowl of rice handed over by my mother like no one.

My mother didn't drink, she just watched me eat with oil in my mouth, and the tears fell, I knew she was crying, but I didn't dare to raise my head, afraid to face my mother's tears, the only kind of feeling in this world that only gives without asking for anything in return is the love of parents for their children, and I have failed this love, disappointed their expectations, a strong sense of guilt welled up in my heart, making me also red-eyed.

When I finished eating, my mother secretly wiped away her tears, she cleaned up the table, I carried the drunk Bing'er back to the room, sent Du Fei to the guest room, and helped my father to the sofa.

When I had settled them, my mother came over with a cup of hangover soup and gave it to my father, who was not like a young man who was drunk and slept well, so I went back to my room.

Although I have changed to a new house, the things in the room are still the same as before, my favorite model of sniper rifle is still on the desk, the picture frame still shows the picture of me saluting in military uniform as a child, and in the drawer there is my first second-class meritorious medal, when I had not yet graduated.

A room full of memories, all I think of in my mind are the bits and pieces of those years, I walked to the desk and picked up the model of the sniper rifle that I once loved, and made a shooting gesture out the window, but it was this action that made my head bang and the style of painting abruptly, what I thought of was the corpses all over the mountains, the eyes of the saber looking at me before he died, the face of the knight who was bleeding when he died, and the corpse of the volcano that was blown to pieces.

The bloody scenes made my breath short, the strength in my hands became stronger and stronger, I desperately suppressed myself trying to drive away those horrific images, but to no avail, I wanted to kill, I longed for blood, and even some couldn't control myself.

"Xiao Feng! What are you doing? My mother's voice exploded in my head like a thunderclap, and those terrifying images were shattered in an instant, and I woke up from the chaos, only to find that the sniper rifle model in my hand had been crushed by me, the fragments had pierced my fingers and were bleeding, my forehead was full of cold sweat, and the clothes on my back were soaked with sweat.

(End of chapter)