Vol 2 Chapter 4633: The best memorial

Chapter 4633 Best Sacrifice
"Make the singer start, and then fear, weeping, nowhere... weeping... nowhere."
The girl said low and her voice was not tuned.
Ye Jian took back the long sword, and the maneuver between the swords was still tragic and strong, and the heart was already mottled.
Song Qi, who had a reddish corner of his eyes, walked to Ye Jian’s side and reached out. He slowly took the sword clenched in Ye Jian’s hand and whispered:
Now, I finally understand...

When Ye Jian was rehearsing that year, he was also present. At that time, he shocked Ye Jian, who had no dance skills at all, and danced out of the realm. She was the heroic and desolate of the heroic road, but she was completely fearless and fearless. At that time, he only thought that Ye Jian only performed for the performance.
Now, my state of mind has completely changed.
She is not a performance, but a memorial!
The comrades who sacrificed sacrifices sacrificed to fight for the country. Although they died, they did not regret their comrades-in-arms. They sacrificed to those who secretly resisted the darkness with the mortal flesh and finally fell down. All their lives were silent, only a few people knew the heroes.
Ye Jian looked up and gave a very far-fetched smile to Song Zhiqiu. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, and she felt that her throat was blocked. Finally Zhang Zhang tightened her mouth.
She is now in a lot of emotional ups and downs. In that year, she suddenly received a call from the summer team. The bad news came from all walks of chills and bones. How could she not accept the departure of her comrades? Finally, she left her with a slap in the face. Comrade J5 sent off.
Now she is a senior, and J5 has been away for two years. It is still a pain that she can't touch.
With a little adjustment, Ye Jian raised his head and looked down on the four students who only looked at the instruments in their hands: "It should be coming to us, let's go."
"Instructor..." The voice of the pharynx came and the girl playing the tremble trembled. "I want to wash my face first, I am very upset, there is no way to control the tears."
The girl who looked up burst into tears. She cried for the tragicness of the sword dance. She cried for the hero to leave, killing the battlefield.
She has played countless times back to "The Ten Faces Ambush", only today... Today tears, the heart has been tightened and tightened, the emotions have been driven by the dancers, she has become a complete accompaniment.
Ye Jian did not expect to provoke the player to shed tears. In the same year, Xu Wen did the same.
Look at the other three students, the girls playing the guzheng are still secretly swabbing the eyes, and the two boys who are only slightly matched also have red eyes.
Seeing this, Ye Jian suddenly felt that there was something in the chest that broke through the ground and drilled into the sore muscles in her soul.
He looked at the tearful student, and even saw the J5 in the heart of the colic, and he wore a tailored military uniform, which showed the military temperament, and the eyes of the gods with a slight smile, looked at her. And also look at the sad students...
Finally, the colic’s soul trembled, and I didn’t know what was broken from the chest and smashed out the
frozen
of her soul in an extremely fierce posture. It was a drive away from the darkness. Taking away the haze and ushered in the light of hope, the second moment, she finally understood why the "war" is true.
Because they guard them... they cry for the heroes, they die, it’s worth it!
J5, my comrade, have you seen it?
You must have seen it.
You see, you guarded them, although they don't know your existence, but because of you, because thousands of "you" cry like you.
Heroes don't get depressed, they don't forget, and the tears they shed are the best sacrifices for heroes.
(End of this chapter)