doomsday lamb

Section 1 Green Apricot

The Logistics Courtyard is a first-class leisure place in the Nata Mountain base. It is located in a remote place, the environment is quiet, and few pedestrians pass by.

At this moment, Lang Hua and a girl were standing under the tung tree in the small courtyard. A delicate girl was grabbing an inexplicable green fruit and chewing it.

"I've wanted to ask for a long time." Lang Hua turned his head and looked at her, "Aren't you sad?"

Hearing this, Qin Xiaowen blinked and said, "It's not sour at all. Why do you ask like that?"

"Ah? I thought...well." Before Lang Hua could finish his sentence, the other party raised his hand and stuffed half an apricot into his mouth.

This... was just bitten? Isn't this indirect... No, it's so sour!

Suddenly, a sour and bitter taste rushed into his head. Lang Hua felt that the sides of his tongue were extremely astringent, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes tightly.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Qin Xiaowen in front of her. Her eyes were as curved as crescent moons, and the corners of her mouth were turned up in a smile, just like a little fox.

"I lied to you." The little fox didn't admit it.

"Okay," Lang Hua grinned, showing his strong white teeth, and said with a smile, "Then I have to give you some color to see."

"Yeah! Help..."

The fox cub was so close that he couldn't escape the hunter's noose.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Xiaowen was tightly trapped by the "lasso", holding her arms and unable to move.

This powerful "lasso" is none other than the arms of Second Lieutenant Lang Hua.

Her body was a little stiff for a moment, and then she slowly relaxed, resting most of her weight on the broad arms.

The chest behind her felt warm to the touch, and the muscles were as hard as a stone, causing Qin Xiaowen's cheeks to show a faint blush.

"Why, tell me honestly!" Lang Hua asked casually.

"When I was a kid in my old house in the mountains, there weren't many people who cared about us. We were greedy and ate whatever we caught."

"Oh? What will there be?" Lang Hua was curious.

Probably this person was unconscious, but when Lang Hua's words fell, Qin Xiaowen, as the "victim", felt a warm breath coming from behind her ears.

The itchy feeling made people feel that their scalp was slightly numb. Qin Xiaowen twisted her body slightly and calmed down again after a while.

"What are they?" She raised her eyes and recalled, "There are apricots, big downy peaches, grasshoppers, and cute rabbits."

Lang Hua was stunned for a moment: "Then you... are really cruel."

"No way, these are delicious. Especially the salt-roasted rabbit..." Qin Xiaowen defended while swallowing her saliva.

Lang Hua was a little speechless and just said: "Apricots are also delicious? They are green and small."

"It has a unique flavor, I think." She rolled her eyes.

, tilted his head and said, "Hey, I can take sour food so well, maybe I will be very jealous in the future."

"It's useless." Lang Hua pretended to sigh, "Who makes me only have you in my heart."

"Hey. I don't care, I will definitely keep a close eye on you."

Lang Hua thought for a moment and said, "But it's better to eat less sour apricots to be careful of indigestion."

"Humph." Qin Xiaowen didn't take it seriously.

Lang Hua smiled when he saw this and added: "Apricot acid corrodes the teeth, and the teeth will become bad. And... they will not grow taller."

"Ah? Then I don't want it anymore." Qin Xiaowen was shocked and hurriedly covered her mouth.

"By the way, do you want to try my craft?" Lang Hua suggested, "Ice-soaked apricot soup, mixed with rock sugar. It can be refrigerated after cooking. When you want to eat, just scoop out the apricots and juice inside."

"Made by Qingxing?" Qin Xiaowen asked.

"Yes. The apricot soup made from sour apricots will not be sour when eaten. It is sour and sweet, and the original apricot flavor is retained. I think you will like it."

She was obviously moved and asked thoughtfully: "Will it be sweet?"

"Of course it's sweet."

Lang Hua put his mouth close to the other person's earlobe, and his gentle breath almost made her collapse to the ground.

He said: "It's sweet. Just like you, so sweet, so sweet."

Section 2 Moonlight Night

It was already seven years after the Cataclysm, and the distance from that afternoon three years ago had already exceeded One Thousand and One Nights.

But Lang Hua still remembers every minute, every second, and every detail very clearly.

Half a year ago, Lang Hua received an order from the garrison area and set off immediately to assist his comrades who were fighting hard on the battlefield in eastern Huaibei Province.

I was too hasty before leaving and only had one short meeting with Qin Xiaowen.

It had been too long, Lang Hua was in the midst of a war and was preoccupied with many things, and his whole head was in a mess.

It wasn't that he couldn't remember what clothes Qin Xiaowen wore that day, what words she said, and what actions she did. He was doubting the authenticity of every detail and aspect in his memory.

It has been more than half a year since the day he parted with Qin Xiaowen. After Lang Hua defeated the puppet army with the Huaibei Province Cooperative Company, he did not return to the peaceful place of Nata Mountain as promised.

The end of the year is coming soon. This retreat of the Star Thieves army is completely unreasonable and very sudden. The defense area speculates that the opponent may be planning a bigger move.

Company Commander Li Yishan also found him a few days ago. Under Yang Zhenghua's instruction, he appointed Lang Hua as an acting battalion commander. So Lang Hua brought a group of newly recruited "miscellaneous soldiers" for training and led a

A false title of captain.

The winter sun is warm and the temperature on the training ground is suitable. Lang Hua can tell that the newly recruited "miscellaneous soldiers" have solid basic skills and good skills, and they should be a little arrogant.

I don’t know why

Well, as long as I look at it, they will immediately shrink like rabbits...

With such a soft temper, Lang Hua sometimes worries - can he still complete the troop training tasks assigned to him by Commander Yang?

But he had few other tricks, so he could only unilaterally increase the training intensity again and again, and then stare at these people without saying a word and practice over and over again.

…

Compared to the meeting before leaving a few months ago, Lang Hua had a deeper impression of that afternoon three years ago. No matter every detail, or every mood between himself and her.

But sometimes he felt that only the battlefield in front of him was the most real. Whether it was the warm touch in his arms at that time, or the scent of his hair, or those gentle words, could it all be a mirror image?

Maybe he was just too tired, and his mood was ups and downs on the eve of the battle, and he was not stable enough.

He heard that Miss Qin's family escaped last month despite the family's obstruction, but was eventually captured and detained by her family.

He is just a soldier with a gun, a middle-level ability user who can be seen everywhere.

He knew that the letters he squeezed in between life and death would never enter the door of the Qin family's mansion; he also knew that the messages he tried to send from the boudoir of the high house would never reach his ears.

But he still wanted to write, think, and pursue.

Because he remembered that under the same moonlit night three years ago, Qin Xiaowen grabbed his sleeve and said:

"Those people in my family, they all pamper me and they are also afraid of me. It's like they are holding a thin porcelain bowl all the time, protecting me and monitoring me."

"They are afraid that if this porcelain bowl breaks or has cracks or falls, their lives will come to an end. Only you regard me as 'Qin Xiaowen', and only you, Alang, are different..."

"

"Alang, I want to be good to you forever, do you agree?"

Lang Hua remembered that when he confessed to the other party, there was a goose-yellow full moon in the sky. He held a large handful of wild flowers in his hand on the forest grass. The other party smiled happily, but his eyes never left his.

Chen Xinyan laughed at him for being so distracted after the date that he could only giggle. But he knew that behind the scenes it was Chen Xinyan who was pulling the strings and withstanding some of the pressure from the Qin family's old house.

He is always like this. In some unrelated situations, Lang Hua always remembers many trivial things.

Including the time when Qin Xiaowen was drunk, her face was red and she was jumping up and down; including the two people feeding an orange kitten by the forest many times; including Zhang Cheng patting him after he and Qin Xiaowen made a private decision for life.

He said on his shoulder - "It's pretty good".

Yes, it's pretty good.

The sparse stars shine high and the night is long.

Captain Lang Hua stood up straight in the cold wind and looked towards the deep forest mountains somewhere in the northwest.