Wind Rises in Dragon City

In Longcheng, in a dim bar, Yu Mingyuan was sitting in the corner, drinking strong alcohol by himself.

After the end of the war, Yu Mingyuan became taciturn and extremely decadent. At the very beginning, Su Tianyu wanted him to take over the work of the association, because after the 75th meeting, everyone knew that Lao Li would definitely retire in the next session, and after the division of power among various units, Yu Mingyuan was the last suitable for this position.

But it is a pity that no matter how Su Tianyu persuades, Yu Mingyuan is unwilling to take up the main position. In the end, Gou Liuzi gave him the title of vice president of the association, but he also fished for three days and posted nets for two days, and rarely went to work, and rarely appeared in public.

For this reason, Dabai specially came back from Bana City a few times to drink with him and enlighten him.

But when the two met, when they talked about the time when they started their businesses, they thought of Tong Hui, Kong Zhenghui's rebellion, and those beautiful years, and they cried together.

Su Tianyu saw that it was impossible to do this, since Yu Mingyuan's illness hadn't been cured, he was about to feel depressed just looking at it with big white eyes. In the end, he could only verbally restrict Foreign Minister Bai from entering the country, and he was not allowed to play with Yu Mingyuan anymore.

In fact, Gou Liuzi also knew in his heart that Yu Mingyuan couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, and he was blaming himself for many things.

…

In the bar, Su Tianyu stepped to the wine table, bent over and sat opposite Yu Mingyuan.

Yu Mingyuan raised his head with drunk eyes, his expression was dull for three seconds, and then he asked with a stiff tongue: "You...why are you here?"

"I want to drink now, otherwise why are you here? I'm married, how dare I date women?" Su Tianyu loosened his neckline, turned his head and gestured to the waiter, picked up the bottle and said: " Like to drink, right? Come, let's drink together!"

Yu Mingyuan stared at him blankly: "You don't have to worry about me all the time, I'm an adult, and I can't figure out something, so I still need you to enlighten me?"

"Why do I care about you so much?" Su Tianyu curled his lips: "You let go, but I still have a lot of things to do, I don't have the time to enlighten you!"

"Then... are you really drinking?"

"Come on, do it!" Su Tianyu rolled up his arms and sleeves, took the wine glass handed over by the waiter, and drank with Yu Mingyuan.

The folk singers in the bar sang about youth, ideals and views on the world on stage. Su Tianyu and Yu Mingyuan didn't talk nonsense, they just clinked glasses and drank silently.

That night, the two of them didn't know how much they drank. They only knew that there was no one in the bar when the end was coming to an end. Various spirits were placed on the narrow table, and Hou Guoyu and Daxiong, who were worried about the two, also entered the room and waited to protect their safety.

In the early hours of the morning, Chief Su of Longcheng lost his composure completely and drank under the table. Sitting on the ground, he kept rubbing his cheeks like ADHD, and said in a hoarse voice: "You said, you have to do the last thing, and I promised you. But it was done, but you didn't step on the horse." Come alive! What do you mean, sincerity makes me feel bad, doesn't it?"

When Yu Mingyuan heard this, tears burst into tears instantly. He covered his cheeks and cried and murmured: "It's a comparison, Xiaoyu...I miss Tonghui, I miss Xiaorou...I miss him too! He made a mistake ... and died, but we have walked together for more than ten years!"

Hearing this, Su Tianyu sat on the ground and replied in a daze: "Ming Yuan, there are some things we have to accept our fate. Gu Baishun, who hates you the most, clearly arrested you, but didn't kill you. You and I are mortals, not gods." , can’t control everything. We are still alive, and there are people who care about you around us. If you are useless, who can you be worthy of? No one else will talk about it. Do you want Xiaorou to come back and see you like this?!”

When Yu Mingyuan heard this, his voice trembled, and he cried and murmured: "...Xiaorou is also implicated by me! Can she come back?"

The Sunset Project was organized by Yu Mingyuan, which directly led to the assassination of the traitor Commander Wang, and the capture of the former Foreign Minister of the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs in District 1, which even affected the direction of the war in Longcheng.

This matter couldn't be hidden, the first district hated Yu Mingyuan very much, especially the military unit, and even thought about organizing an assassination. It's just that because of the tense relationship between the two parties, the other party was also afraid of misfiring, so they chose to give up.

This is the reason why Yu Mingyuan was decadent. He felt that not only he failed to save Wen Xiaorou, but also harmed her.

District 1 knew about the relationship between the two, so they still did not agree to replace Wen Xiaorou, but continued to put her under house arrest.

In the dim bar, Su Tianyu slowly raised his arm, reached out and patted Yu Mingyuan's cheek: "Hey, look at me!"

Yu Mingyuan raised his head blankly, his face covered with tears.

"Do you believe me?"

"I've always believed in you, and I've always believed in you!" Yu Mingyuan was full of drunken words, and his consciousness was blurred.

Su Tianyu put his arms around his neck, and said in a word: "You come back to life, I will find a way to get Xiaorou out within three years!"

"You are comforting me."

"I swear to the sky that within three years, she will definitely return home!" Su Tianyu stared at his eyes: "The new chief of the first district wants to solve this mess, and successfully win back the previous foreign minister of the military and political council, which is an extremely glorious thing Son, do you understand? You are good, don’t worry about anything, I will take care of the rest!”

"Is there... a chance?" Yu Mingyuan's voice trembled.

"Yes, there must be!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Yu Mingyuan said three good words in succession, and nodded solemnly.

The two drank up the wine on the table, and left the bar with the support of Hou Guoyu, Da Xiong and others.

As soon as he left the house, Su Tianyu answered An Qiqi's phone call, and he pressed the answer button drunkenly: "Hey, you already talked about drinking, what a **** call!"

"Who are you talking to?!"

"...I'm sorry, I thought it was my daughter who called..." Su Tianyu stepped forward and changed his words immediately: "Mr. An, what instructions do you have?"

Four years ago, An Qiqi and Su Tianyu officially got married and gave birth to a son and a daughter. The boy is three years old, and the girl has just turned one year old.

An Qiqiyi heard the word of instructions, and immediately said excitedly on the phone: "Let me tell you, this side is ready..."

Not far away, Yu Mingyuan was standing on a brightly lit street, staring at a street in a daze. Coincidentally, that street was the first business base when the five veterans of Longcheng started their business, and the earliest Tongji Society sprang up on that street. Everyone has too many memories and youth, and they all stayed in that small courtyard.

"Let's go, brothers! Goodbye!" Yu Mingyuan waved towards the street like a psychopath, his eyes flushed.

Su Tianyu hung up the phone, walked over, and asked softly, "What are you calling?"

"Hehe, it's nothing... Say goodbye to the past." Yu Mingyuan put his arms around Su Tianyu's neck: "Go, go to my place, and continue to drink!"

"I can't drink it, brother! I have to go home. I haven't seen each other for a week. If I don't go back, I won't be able to keep my girl and wife."

"...Okay, say hello to their three mothers for me. I miss them too."

"piss off!"

"Haha!" Yu Mingyuan laughed.

"Okay, let him go home, we two brothers will accompany you to drink." Hou Guoyu stopped Yu Mingyuan: "How do you play, we two brothers accompany you and it's over."

"Good brother!" Yu Mingyuan nodded.

Just like that, the guards sent Su Tianyu away, while Hou Guoyu and Da Xiong accompanied Yu Mingyuan to the security brigade and continued to drink.

…

A drowsy night passed.

The next day was sunny and cloudless.

Yu Mingyuan, who was hungover last night, lay on the bed and slowly opened his eyes. When he turned his head and looked around, he found that the environment inside the house was extremely strange.

"Where the **** is this?" Yu Mingyuan sat on the bed, rubbed his face, frowned and muttered.

It was really broken last night, he just remembered that he left with Da Xiong and Hou Guoyu, but he had no memory of where he went or what he did.

"Ha~!"

Yu Mingyuan yawned, dragged his aching body, and was about to get out of bed, but suddenly found that he was wearing a brand new suit, and there was a bouquet of flowers on the surrounding table, even his own socks were was replaced.

"...Damn it, are you still dreaming?!" Yu Mingyuan had self-doubt, he looked dazed, and was about to lie down and get up again.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a large group of people rushed in.

"Come on, get up!" Hou Guoyu yelled loudly, his expression very urgent.

Yu Mingyuan looked at him blankly: "...What are you doing?"

After the words fell, Daxiong, Brother Qiu, and even Lu Feng, Su Tianbei, Su Tiannan and others all came behind. A group of middle-aged men all stared at him, there were more than twenty people.

"I... I was on a horse... I really didn't wake up?" Yu Mingyuan kept questioning himself in his heart, he thought it was a hallucination.

"Something has happened, get up!" Hou Guoyu ran over and shouted.

"What's the big deal?" Yu Mingyuan asked weakly.

"You get married on horseback, isn't that a big deal?!"

"Ah???" Yu Mingyuan's expression was dull.

"Pick him up, brothers, give me a hand!"

"Hula la!"

Everyone rushed forward, put on brand new leather shoes on Yu Mingyuan without any explanation, and carried them out of the house abruptly.

"Get married for what? With whom??!"

In the corridor, Yu Mingyuan's incomprehensible shout came.

…

At 9:56 in the morning, the old Bureau of Statistics.

Surrounded by the crowd, Yu Mingyuan pushed into the ceremony hall. As soon as his feet stepped on the red carpet, the wedding march sounded around him.

The music was cheerful and exciting, Yu Mingyuan turned his head and looked around, and found that the tables on both sides were already full of guests and friends, there were more than 300 people present. Moreover, Li Mingsheng, An Zecheng, his aunts Yu Zhen, An Qiqi, Tan Mingchao, Tan Hengqiang, and veteran garrison generals were all present.

This scene stunned Yu Mingyuan, and he looked at the main stage in astonishment, on which was a banner-Welcome to the wedding of Mr. Yu Mingyuan and Ms. Wen Xiaorou.

When those words appeared in Yu Mingyuan's head, he still couldn't believe it was true.

Next to him, Su Tianyu came over and said, "In order to feed you too much, I vomited all night last night!"

Yu Mingyuan looked at him blankly: "...this...this?!"

Next to him, Gu Baishun said with his hands behind his back: "The last batch of prisoners of war replacement work was completed yesterday afternoon. If the unlucky foreign minister is not sent back, he may die in Longcheng, so everything is ahead of schedule. Your wife...is from the sea. When you come back, President Su will pick you up in person."

Hearing this, Yu Mingyuan looked at Su Tianyu, tears streaming down his face in an instant, and he cursed excitedly: "You lied to me!"

Su Tianyu pointed to the direction behind the ceremony stage: "She's right there, go!"

"Go, don't stand still!"

"Go, brother!"

"...!"

An Qiqi and Wa Wa kept urging behind him, Yu Mingyuan gradually came to his senses, and surrounded by his best man, he walked towards the ceremony stage, step by step forward.

This red carpet less than 100 meters long, Yu Mingyuan and that woman walked together for fifteen years!

When the surrounding music started and the host shouted a congratulatory message, Yu Mingyuan's mind went blank.

He quickly approached the entrance where the bride entered, staring at the veil that blocked his view, holding roses, with tears in his eyes.

"Please invite the bride to the stage!"

After the shouting, the gauze curtain was lifted, and the woman who had been waiting for Yu Ming for more than ten years came out wearing a wedding dress.

Behind her, the daughters of Tan Mingchao and Wawa, and the son of Su Tianyu, carried the hem of the wedding dress for her, with a smile on their faces, and scattered flower petals clumsily.

The lights in the room were gathered together, Wen Xiaorou put on light makeup, and wrinkles appeared on his face. She also had tears in her eyes, and said softly: "They said they would hold a wedding...I don't know...whether you want to or not."

Yu Mingyuan looked at him, opened his arms, and hugged her fiercely: "Yes...I'm sorry...I kept you waiting for so long. Of course I am willing, I should have married you long ago! Thank you, Xiaorou ...Thank you so much for being willing to wear a wedding dress for me after all these years!"

Wen Xiaorou turned her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "... I was there, just one belief, I have to come back and put on this dress."

The two embraced tightly, and went through the waiting, and went through a full fifteen years of time.

The long-distance love race finally came to an end, and the wedding began in a joyous atmosphere.

In the final link, Wen Xiaorou threw the roses backwards, looking for the next lucky one who is about to get married.

But unexpectedly, the rose just hit Dabai's head, he instinctively caught it with his hands, looked around with a little embarrassment, and murmured reservedly: "Damn, this is a clear sign that I have broken shoes! Politely Ask, is second marriage illegal?!"

"Let me remind you that the press conference for President Bruna's succession will be held in a week." Su Tianyu replied.

"I have always been loyal to love!" Dabai said without hesitation.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone laughed.

In a joyous atmosphere, the wedding was drawing to a close, and everyone took the stage to take a group photo under the call of the master of ceremonies.

Yu Mingyuan and Wen Xiaorou stood in the center, Anzecheng, Li Mingsheng, Tan Hengqiang and other old-school generals sat in the front row, and on the left and right were Su Tianyu, Dabai, Fei Pingsheng, Su Tiannan, Su Tianbei, Xin Xiaodong, Tan Mingchao, Wawa, An Qi Qi, and Wang Daolin, Lu Feng, Wei Xiangzuo, Gu Baishun, Da Xiong, Hou Guoyu, Sun Wei, Xing Yao, Lao Qian, Yao Doudou and others behind him.

"Everyone laugh!"

"eggplant!!"

"Crack!"

The picture freezes, and time seems to have stopped in 79 years of the new era.

…

Two years later, in the 81st year of the new era.

The political tussle with District 1 finally came to an end, Dragon City declared its independence and sovereignty, and was publicly recognized by the coalition government as the regime's legitimacy.

Another year later, due to the close political ties between China and Longcheng, as well as the liberalization of policies, there has been a large-scale wave of returning home in the two places. Many old people who have been wandering overseas for half a century have embarked on their way back to their hometowns, and through the local organization department and reception department, they are looking for relatives who were forced to separate during the war.

At the same time, the official departments of China District and Dragon City also held cultural exchange activities based on Chinese civilization.

Su Tianyu visited China again, and brought his wife and children, his aging second uncle and other family members back to the old ninth district in the northeast where the old people miss.

In a deserted cemetery outside Songjiang City, the Su family launched ancestor worship activities.

Su Tianyu's youngest son was just five or six years old. He looked at his second grandfather, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the newly arranged grave with tears on his face, and kept murmuring: "Mom and Dad... we are back, I'm back!"

Seeing this scene, the son looked up at Su Tianyu and asked, "...Father, why do we come here to worship our ancestors?"

Su Tianyu touched his head, and responded softly: "Because this is our hometown. Our deceased relatives are buried here... Our roots are here!"

…

In the Laomo area, in the memorial hall of the Battle of Tianshen Mountain, Jiangzhou, representing the Hua District, led his wife and children, and followed a group of generals from the Hua District, visiting everything in the exhibition hall.

This exhibition hall was jointly funded and established by Longcheng and Laomo District to commemorate the soldiers who died on this battlefield. It was they who passed through the swamp and deep forest and changed the battle situation in the Laomo area.

Next to a group of sculptures, a group of people from Jiangzhou stopped to watch.

The background of this group of sculptures is in a forest in the middle of the mountain. The sculptures of more than 30 soldiers are gathered together. Some are shooting, some are cleaning up ammunition, and some have fallen in the trenches. middle.

They are ragged, yellow and thin, but their eyes are firm and sharp.

Jiangzhou's son is not very old, only about six or seven years old. He held his father's hand and asked with a puzzled face, "Dad...why did they come to such a far place to fight?"

Jiangzhou stared at the sculptures of the soldiers, and responded indifferently: "Because they want to go home!"

"Why do you want to fight when you go home?"

"Because someone wouldn't let them go."

"Then are they martyrs?"

"...Of course they are martyrs!" Jiang Zhou stared at those Chinese who had the same appearance as himself, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com added hoarsely: "They are also history, history that your generation must remember!"

Next to it, the commentator came over and said emotionally: "This sculpture group restores the battle of Tianshenshan, interspersed with the scenes of the third regiment and the second company of the army. They all sacrificed in the last attack, with an average age of two. Sixteen years old...the youngest is seventeen years old, and he is a recruit who has just joined the army from Dragon City."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhou took off his hat and shouted loudly, "Stand at attention!"

All the generals took off their hats and stood upright.

"Salute to the comrades-in-arms who have traveled thousands of miles home!"

After the shouts fell, the surrounding generals stood at attention and saluted, including Jiangzhou's son, and all the surrounding Chinese who visited the memorial.

It took nearly fifty years for two generations to return home thousands of miles away, and they finally completed this journey.

Five years later, Su Tianyu led Longcheng and Hua District to start the "going home" negotiation.

(End of the book)