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When he woke up, he was already in the military hospital, and the strange doctor told him that the reinforcement army had successfully attacked at night and conquered the enemy army, and that the two governments were already negotiating peace, and the absurd war was about to end.

It's ridiculous.

After Winston was discharged from the hospital, he inquired about Lancer's news, but to no avail.

Half a month later, the troops were transferred, and Lancer Angus was confirmed dead.

What's even more absurd is that it was only at this time that Winston was informed of Lancer's identity: the leader of the technical department.

Such a young man is actually the genius who never sees the end of the dragon.

With a prominent family background, he completed his studies early, and after enlisting in the army, Lancer Angus was his forged identity for security reasons.

The young man's name was Hill, plus the well-known surname Ulanburg.

But now, he is dead.

After returning to the capital, Winster and his comrades visited Lancer's home to deliver the news of the young man's death.

In Washington, Winston looked at the old earl who was almost insane because of the death of his young and promising son.

His wife died of illness early in life, his daughter ran away from home in the early years of the war, and soon his young son joined the army. Now that the war has subsided, he is the only one left in the family.

"No, my baby! My Hill!" The old earl wept bitterly, Winster's comrade-in-arms comforted him with his deep voice, and Winster, who was not good at words, sat silently aside.

Winston signaled to leave the lavish living room and walked to the balcony. He heard the old housekeeper who led the way say: "My wife died young, and my master loved her very much. The young master and his wife look alike... But now, the young master has also passed away."

The lean and withered old butler stopped talking.

Passing by a tea room, several elderly servants were talking agitatedly: "The young master has suffered a lot at home, this is the revenge of heaven!" Suddenly, several women shut their mouths because of the old housekeeper's stern gaze.

...Is that so, Lancer?

Winston bluntly refused the company of the old housekeeper, and asked the maid to find Lancer's room.

The house is very clean, it doesn't look like it has been unoccupied for many years.There were childish and advanced books in the bookcase, and Winster dug out a photo album among them.During this period, Lancer, or Master Hill, was recorded from birth to before leaving home.

The flower-like teenager who resembles his mother is shy and well-behaved in these photos.

Winston concealed the photo album and took it with him.

After the old earl was helped into the house by the housekeeper to rest, Winston and his comrades left the luxurious and bleak mansion.

Lancer's tomb is in the corner of the cemetery. An indistinguishable corpse was identified as Lancer, who was cremated and buried in this simple tomb.His name, which originally carried too many legends and achievements, was engraved on the tombstone, and it was printed with his youthful and beautiful face when he joined the army.

Winston took over the family business after retiring from the army, and the transformation from soldier to entrepreneur was naturally rapid.

He is still iron-fisted, strict, and self-disciplined, but he is so lonely.

In his spare time, Winston would look through Lancer's photo album, but he couldn't find a face of Lancer he knew.Winston missed this man, but could only face the rest of his life alone.

Two years later, on a wet and rainy day, Winston came to the cemetery under an umbrella. There was someone who arrived earlier than him in front of Lancer's grave, and that person didn't even bring a mourning bouquet.

"Hello..." Winston held a bouquet of white roses in his hand, and saw the man turn around in response, and a beautiful and thin face came into his eyes.It was Lancer, who looked at himself with a faint smile, restrained himself for a few seconds, then showed more hospitality, and opened his lips to make a brisk voice: "Hello!"

Winston dropped the bouquet and umbrella and rushed forward to hug him.

"Lancer!--"

The young man managed to maintain his arm holding the umbrella in his arms, but the umbrella was still at an angle.

Compared with the deep voice in Winster's memory, he said softly: "It was Hill Ulanburg who died and was buried, right?"

Winston's breathing was unsteady. In the cold air, he greedily hugged the body temperature of the person in his arms, and said excitedly, "So you're back?"

"That's right, Lancer who only belongs to Winster Todia is back!"

Out of Winster's sight, Lancer lightly closed his eyes and curled his mouth.

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[Shenlong sees the head but does not see the end Interpretation: It was originally about the charm of poetry, and later used to describe the mysterious whereabouts of people who do not reveal the truth, and it also refers to flashing words that make people elusive. ]

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Father and son have lost their wives, and they don't like getting involved by mistake.

The well-dressed priest chanted the eulogy.In a deep and gentle voice, 13-year-old Hill stared at the white rose in his hand seriously.

Behind Hill, her sister Chloe stood upright, while the figure of her father beside her looked depressed.During the flower presentation session, Hill put the flowers on the coffin and said silently: Farewell, mother.

Chloe is not close to his mother who is gentle or even weak. Chloe is more like his father, showing more majesty and strength.At the funeral, Chloe supported her younger brother's shoulders and said in a low voice: "There is no pain in heaven, mother." After that, Chloe never mentioned her mother again.

Although he has been busy with official duties in recent years, his father still stayed at home on vacation.My mother has passed away, but my mother's oil painting portraits can be seen everywhere in the house.

A war has broken out on the border of the country, and Chloe is very concerned about the battle situation. She often tells Hill in her spare time: The soldiers on the front line are bleeding!We are hiding here!

Hill looked at the excited sister and couldn't say any words of comfort.

On the third night after the funeral, it rained heavily, and Chloe stayed at a classmate's house.After reading the book, Hill walked out of the room listening to the sound of wind and rain. The lights in the corridor were not turned on, but the light from the street lamp outside the window shone in, and lightning flashed from time to time.Hill was not afraid. He walked in the corridor and saw the portrait of his mother on the wall.

His mother was a delicate and gentle beauty, and his father who was a soldier loved her very much. Her death made his father very sad and drank all day long.

Hill recalled his childhood and his mother, heard heavy footsteps, and immediately smelled the smell of alcohol.Father leaned on the wall and approached.

"Beth..." Hill heard his father chanting his mother's name, and he had no choice but to step forward to help him. Before he could persuade his father to go back to his room to rest, he saw his father hugging him tightly and shouting "my baby!" inarticulately. .

"Father, I'm Hill!" Hill tried to break free, but found that he couldn't shake the drunk's arm at all, "Father! Let me go, I'm Hill!"

A flash of lightning illuminated the sight of the two of them, and Hill could see clearly his father's bloodshot eyes and was too frightened to speak.And the man seemed determined that this person was his wife.

"Don't leave me!" The man pressed Hill against the wall, forcefully pulled Hill's face and kissed him carelessly, Hill struggled desperately, to no avail.

When Hill was dragged into the bedroom and pushed onto the bed, the man had already pressed him up before he could stand up.

"Let go of me! Father, I'm Hill! I'm not mother..." Hill almost exhausted his strength, and when the man's rough hand brushed his body, Hill could only tremble in fear, "Don't! Let me go !"

"Sill!" With his lips pressed against Hill's neck, the whisper rang in his ears, and Hill was stunned for a moment.

The wind and rain raging outside the window showed no signs of stopping.

After that, Hill felt that everything changed.

My sister got busy and stayed at home less and less.His father resumed his job, but he became more and more intimate with him at home, and he no longer wanted to be close to this man at all.

One weekend, the man blocked Hill in the study. Seeing him closing the door and locking it helplessly, Hill shouted in despair and anger, "You know I'm not your mother!"

The man stared at Hill and said in a deep voice, "What I want is not your mother, but you!"

Soon, Chloe left a letter saying that she would join the international rescue organization, and there has been no news since then.The battle intensified.His father came home less and less often, and every time he came back, Hill was terrified, and what he feared would become reality.

One day, Hill was slumped on the bed in embarrassment, and saw the servant woman pushing the door in, and saw himself covering her mouth and screaming, and stammeringly asked: "Master Hill?..." After that, the atmosphere at home became more and more strange.

A year later, the military department came to the school to select students to join the army.Hill filled out the form with the mentality that death is not a pity.

After passing the review, Hill put away the acceptance letter, and his father still knew about it.

The man rushed into his room, roughly picked him up from the table and threw him on the bed, tearing his clothes and asking questions like crazy.Hill didn't say a word, and turned his head to see the figure flickering outside the uncovered door.

Hill shamefully did not hold back his voice.

The 14-year-old Hill fled his home and was taken to some unknown place in a truck, where he was taught by strict and gloomy professors.

Four years later, Hill entered the scientific research department of the military and was gradually promoted. He became famous for his exquisite work.

Hill used a pseudonym to hold idle positions in the military.

When Hill realized the charm of his face, Hill used countless experiences to drown out the fear that he had borne that year.

"Baby I love you." Various voices said this in various tones, and Hill was used to smiling at it and then forgetting it.

Sometimes I feel really tired and just want to stay in the lab and not come out.

At the meeting, the newly appointed Mr. Commander was as cold and tough as the rumors said.

Hey, what are you doing staring at me reproachfully, I'm just drawing a cartoon on the "Minutes", this stern-faced little guy is not you, my Colonel!

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In the depressed meeting, Lancer sat at the top and dropped the documents, and Andrew stood behind him.

"I have applied for the command right." Lancer's voice was as lazy as before, but his sunken eyes revealed a sternness that was unfamiliar to everyone.

"Lancer, are you kidding me..." Before the officer could finish speaking, Andrew raised his voice, "This is the head of the technical institute, Hill Ulanburg."

"According to the speed of reinforcements, we have to delay for a while."

In the end, when weapons and personnel were scarce, Lancer chose to surrender.

After Lancer was captured, two enemy soldiers smiled and said, "Our commander wants to see you." When led away by the two men, Lancer saw Winster as he passed the cell.

Sensing the other party's gaze, Lancer smiled back.

This gentle man is special.

But farewell.

When the foreign military officer who was meeting showed him a beast-like face, Lancer did not make the slightest sound to beg for mercy and show weakness.

When the officer left, the two soldiers saw the silent and frail young man curled up and coughing continuously.

"I said, won't this tuberculosis ghost just die like this?" "I'm not interested at all, let's find some other fun..." The voices of the two soldiers outside the door gradually faded away.

Lancer lay on the carpet for a while, stopped coughing and propped himself up, tidied up briefly and took out the capsule by himself.Smiling, he bit it dry and swallowed it, then lay down and waited to die.

The drug he designed ended his life, Lancer didn't feel any regrets, closed his eyes and only saw the scene of the battlefield filled with gunpowder and smoke recently.

Whether the surroundings are quiet or noisy, there is no way to know if you don’t feel it with your heart.

Suddenly, Lancer remembered the last time he and Winster were at the military headquarters. The serious man clenched his hands and said in a low voice:

"I'll definitely be back. When the war is over, when it's over..."

"Wake up! You're still alive! Wake up!" A crisp female voice dragged Lancer back to reality from the dream, "Where did you get hurt?"

Lan Se just raised his eyes, and saw the woman beside him wrapped him in a thin blanket with disdain, and the moment the two looked at each other, the woman's eyes widened.

"Sill!" The woman exclaimed Lancer's real name in disbelief.

Lancer looked at the mature and capable woman, and asked hesitantly, "...Sister?"

"You..." Chloe choked up her voice, and quickly helped Lancer up, "I am a member of the International Rescue Organization, and the war is over."

Chloe left the enemy's military headquarters with Lancer.

In the relief hall, Lancer gathered with many refugees.Chloe brought the food distribution and sat down next to Lancer.

Lancer chewed the food in small bites. The woman looked at him and couldn't help reaching out to stroke Lancer's hair and sighing softly: "You have really grown up." Lancer smiled at her.Chloe caressed Lancer's face, and said firmly: "I just asked, and the army didn't find any trace of you. Hill, follow me to another place to start a new life, you bastard in the army, after all these years You must have suffered." Lancer felt the roughness of the palm, lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds, smiled and looked at Chloe and responded: "Okay." The woman showed a gratified expression.

During the time when the siblings were separated, the originally agitated girl has grown into a calm and gentle yet tenacious girl.

"I'm going to take care of the wounded. You have a good rest. We'll transfer back tomorrow." Chloe patted his clothes and stood up, rubbing Lancer's hair before leaving.

During the few seconds that Lancer was thinking, Lancer thought of his father at home, and then thought of Winster.In the prison cell, the man on the torture chair couldn't move. For the first time, Lancer saw a kind of powerlessness and despair in this man.

In the end, Lancer still wanted to take this opportunity of death to experience life.

During the identity registration, Lancer nonsense said: "Hill Angus, 24 years old."

Lancer came to other provinces with Chloe, found "Hill Uhlanburg" among the martyred officers in the newspaper, but did not see a "Winster Todia", and smiled very happily.

He attended a local night school to learn pastry making, and sometimes volunteered to teach chemistry and physics courses in public schools.

Chloe continued her journey, and the siblings parted again.

"Sill, take care!" Chloe waved to him on the tram, and Lancer kept smiling as she waved goodbye until the train was out of sight.

Here, Lancer lived a life of leisure that he had never imagined before.

Two years later—

"Mr. Angus, I wish you a pleasant journey!" The landlady and his wife bid farewell to Lancer on the platform, and Lancer in the carriage leaned out the window to wave goodbye to them.The train gradually moved into the distance.

With a lot of money saved and more and more women in the neighborhood courting him, Lancer decides to leave.

Just go to the capital and see Hill Uhlanburg's tomb.

After so many years, my dear Winster, how are you?

-THAN-