single team

Chapter 52

Shao Fei still remembers that when he was 13 years old, a military jeep was parked in front of his house, and several people in camouflage military uniforms brought back his brother's urn.The leading man was tall, wearing pure black sunglasses, and the brim of his hat was extremely low.The man put the urn in his hand, and he looked down. The box was not too big, but it was a bit heavy—it was probably when he was still young, and when he took it, his forearms kept shaking, and he almost couldn't hold it stably. .

My brother is inside.Shao Fei secretly said to himself: My brother is asleep, hold on tight, don't let him fall, he must be in pain before he fell asleep, you, don't let him hurt anymore.

It was very quiet all around, only the crying of grandma could be heard.Shao Fei's nose was sore and his eye sockets were swollen, but he didn't want to cry at this moment.

A few days ago, he and his grandmother had received the news of Shao Yu's sacrifice. Grandma cried until she fainted. He dug out all the belongings left by Shao Yu at home and put them on the bed, and slept on the pile of belongings at night.

He dreamed that his elder brother said: Xiao Fei, my elder brother is gone, my elder brother is sorry for not being able to grow up with you.You have to be strong and take good care of grandma.Don't cry, Xiao Fei, don't cry...

The soldier in front of him is his brother's comrade-in-arms, Shao Fei knew from the moment they got off the jeep.So he couldn't cry in their face.His brother made him strong, and he wanted to show his brother's comrades how strong he was.

Let them know that Shao Yu's younger brother is not a wimp.

Taking a deep breath, trying to suppress the pain rushing up from his chest, Shao Fei hugged the urn tightly and looked up at the man standing in front of him.

The man was against the light, and the upper half of his face was completely in the shadows, only thin lips and a cold and hard chin could be seen.

Shao Fei opened his eyes wide, staring intently at the man's sunglasses, trying to see the man's eyes through the deep darkness.But the sunglasses did not reveal even a ray of light, the man just stood calmly from beginning to end, did not take off his sunglasses, and did not say a word.Several other soldiers stepped forward, one of them handed an envelope to grandma, and the other two squatted down and gently hugged Shao Fei.

That day until the jeep drove away slowly, Shao Fei did not see the man's eyes.He stood where he was, watching his brother's comrades leave. The urn he held tightly squeezed his chest pain, and the pain was so severe that he raised his arm tremblingly and wiped away the tears that finally fell.

Fast forward 7 years, the tall and tall man in my memory has long been blurred.He really did not expect that the man was actually Xiao Muting.

The captain is brother's comrade in arms.

Shao Fei held his head in his hands and looked at Xiao Muting in a strange posture.If it wasn't for this angle, if it wasn't for Xiao Muting wearing the same sunglasses and military cap as that day, standing against the light like that day, he doesn't know how long it would have taken him to discover the unspeakable fact.

Xiao Muting saw his abnormality, squatted down, took off his sunglasses and asked, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Without sunglasses, Xiao Muting was different from the person in his impression—his eyes were deep and gentle, like a calm and windless sea, while the person in his memory was cold and indifferent, as if he had no emotion.Shao Fei really wanted to look at his eyes at that time, to see if those eyes were so cold that ice slag could fall off them.

After being stunned for 2 seconds, Shao Fei shook his head in a panic, rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not uncomfortable, I'll just adjust the speed."

Xiao Muting got up and stood beside him for a while.He didn't dare to raise his eyes anymore, he gritted his back molars and continued to do sit-ups, until he caught a glimpse of Xiao Muting walking to the side, he was quietly relieved.

During the noon break, Shao Fei stopped having dinner with Xiao Muting.This matter was too sudden for him, and he needed someone to take care of it.

The captain is the one who delivers the urn, the captain is my brother's comrade in arms, the captain should have known that I am...

Shao Fei clenched his fingers tightly, two completely different contradictory emotions appeared in his heart.

Xiao Muting knows everything, knowing that he is Shao Yu's younger brother, the care and care that is different from other team members can finally be traced.

Shao Fei sighed, his heart sank silently, not as uncomfortable as when he was rejected last time, but he felt an indescribable sense of loss.

He likes Xiao Muting and wants to be with Xiao Muting.It doesn't matter that Xiao Muting doesn't like him, he won't give up, he wants to be the best soldier, but also a better person worthy of Xiao Muting.He has perseverance and confidence, and believes that one day, this love will win the same love.

It doesn't matter if they are not equal, he can exchange ten, no, one hundred points of liking for Xiao Muting's one point of liking.Who said that love must be given back as much as it is given?A man is not fond of such haggling, he is willing to give all his likes to Xiao Muting, as long as Xiao Muting also likes him.

This confidence comes absurdly, but it is not without reason.

Xiao Muting did reject his courtship, but so what?Personal experience cannot be faked, Xiao Muting just treats him well, better than others.

Shao Fei thought, isn't this all right?For the captain, he is special after all.No reason can be found, there is no reason, the captain is willing to bring himself by his side, and even let himself play a little bit of a temper.

Is this not enough?

In the past few days, Shao Fei always compared himself with other team members, and couldn't help observing the details of how Xiao Muting got along with Ai Xin and others.Xiao Muting treats everyone very well, encourages and points out what should be encouraged, and points out severely when team members make mistakes, but he has never hit anyone's hand.

Shao Fei touched the palm of his hand, where he had been beaten to bleed, and Xiao Muting had held it to carefully apply the medicine.

So it's still different.

The more Shao Fei thought about it, the sweeter he felt, and after a while he felt ashamed—how can he feel superior even after being beaten?What kind of psychology is this?Perverted?

He secretly scolded himself as a pervert, but he was still happy.

He didn't understand why Xiao Muting treated him differently from others. In the past, he thought it was because he liked him, and he asked Xiao Muting brazenly, "Captain, do you like me too?" After being rejected, he knew whether he liked me or not. Looking for a reason, he was already scratching his head. Can't figure it out.

It is good that there is no reason for this, and it becomes Shao Fei's weight in chasing love.He thought optimistically and fervently: No matter what, to the captain, I am the most special soldier!

And now, he found a reason.

Xiao Muting disciplines him, takes care of him, cares about him, and treats him differently from everyone else, not because he is the most special soldier, but because he is Shao Yu's younger brother.

And Xiao Muting is Shao Yu's comrade-in-arms.

Shao Fei hugged his knees and rolled himself up.A gust of wind with snow was blowing just now, and he felt a little cold.

It has been a year since I joined the Falcon, and I understand what the camaraderie between special forces means.

It's a dead brother.

The elder brother and the captain should also be comrades who can give their lives.

Do not……

Shao Fei calculated the ages of Shao Yu and Xiao Muting, and denied the comrade-in-arms statement.

Shao Yu was still very young when he died, he must have just joined the special forces, Xiao Muting may not only be his comrade in arms, but also his senior, or captain.

The word "Captain" stabbed Shao Fei lightly.He sighed, clenched his hands into fists, and smashed hard on the head.A voice in my heart said: Are you jealous of your own brother?

"No!" He denied in a low voice, his eyes almost flustered.

How could he be jealous of his brother?He's just, just...

It's just that the "good" given by Xiao Muting is not because of Shao Fei himself, but because of Shao Yu, so I feel disappointed.

You will definitely be lost, and you won't even have the weight to chase after love.Shao Fei hunched himself up tighter, with his chin resting on his knees, his lips pursed slightly because of his posture.

What he felt was not only loss, but more warmth and gratitude than loss.

It has been 7 years, Shao Yu was only a petty non-commissioned officer when he died, not even an officer, and Xiao Muting is now a major general.Xiao Muting still remembered Shao Yu, the little soldier who died, and his soldiers!Not only remember, but also silently take care of his younger brother.

A gentle warm current flowed through his heart, Shao Fei gave a soft "ah", his eyes calmed down, and suddenly remembered the person who had sponsored him for 5 years.

The only thing he can be sure of is that that person is Shao Yu's comrade in arms.

From the first time he received the money, that person was a dark figure in his heart, and now this figure gradually overlapped with the tall man he saw when he was 13 years old. He watched the man come out of the shadows, took off his Sunglasses, showing gentle eyebrows and eyes.

He wasn't sure if that person was Xiao Muting, and he didn't have any basis. After the age of 18, that person stopped calling for money, and he even worried that the other party had died like Shao Yu.But at this moment, he has a strong feeling, or expectation—that is Xiao Muting.

If it was Xiao Muting, then as early as 7 years ago, Xiao Muting started to take care of his life.

Such a realization made him tremble all over, and his arms stood up with goosebumps due to the inexplicable excitement.

He never told anyone, and even rarely thought of it himself, after his brother and grandmother passed away one after another, he almost couldn't survive.

During those days there was only darkness, and he could not see the sun.The family didn't have much savings, and grandma spent all of it after she fell ill.The money is gone, and the people are gone.After taking care of his grandmother's funeral, he returned to his impoverished home, knelt down in front of his brother's portrait, first weeping silently, and then wailing loudly.

Life has to go on. He wants to work for others, but he is only 13 years old, and he is short. He is under 16 at first glance.He is not wanted anywhere, and some well-meaning shopkeepers even want to send him to an orphanage.

He bowed to each other, then turned and left.

Orphanage will never go, the people living there are all orphans.He cried and called his brother at night, and often dreamed that Shao Yu was back.

When he was most helpless, he received a subsidy from that person, one sum per quarter, which was enough for him to go to school and live.

It is said that money is not everything, but at that time, for Shao Fei, it was life-saving money and a booster.

My brother is gone, but my brother's comrades-in-arms are still there.

Shao Fei still remembers that day, he washed his face, went out to buy rice and vegetables, and made a dish and a soup when he returned home. The dish was tomato scrambled eggs that his brother liked, and the soup was stewed tofu with cabbage that his grandmother liked.Holding the bowl and chopsticks, he said solemnly, "Brother, grandma, don't worry, I will take good care of myself and I will survive."

After a pause, he said again: "Brother, it was your comrades who helped me. You are watching from the sky. When I grow up, I will become an excellent soldier like you! At that time..."

His voice gradually choked, but he didn't let the tears fall again.

"At that time." Shao Fei sniffed: "I will repay him and protect him, brother, you let him wait for me!"

"Wait for me." The immature child's voice turned into a deep male voice now, Shao Fei pursed his lips, listening to the muffled sounds coming from his chest.

Is the person who helped him when he was most uncomfortable really the captain?