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Chapter 83: The place where the soul returns is my hometown (1)

Under the icy weather, the herdsmen saluted the red flag.

For every border guard herdsmen, guarding borders means guarding their home, and when someone is there, the home looks good.

When they saw the national flag, their hearts were at ease.

Therefore, for decades, red flags have been flying in this frontier land.

Kong Yuanzhou's somewhat illusory figure once again cast a respectful gaze towards Hongqi.

After the flag-raising ceremony, all the herdsmen began their daily grazing.

Watching the companions ignore themselves, leave from the side, and go to their own grazing spots to patrol.

On Kong Yuanzhou's face covered with blue frost, there was a bit of moving.

Yes

He can no longer contact normal people, and he has become a soul, and now he can only accompany them in this way.

Even, such time is not much.

He could feel that his consciousness was slowly being forcibly pulled away by a force, like the passage of time, irreversible.

His wife, Chang Ying, was also standing in the crowd at the moment. She came back specially for the flag-raising ceremony.

She's so strong, with a smile on her face under the care of others.

After everyone left, she was going to go back to the hospital again to prepare a funeral for herself.

"Changying~"

Kong Yuanzhou slowly floated in front of her, looking at her simple, weathered face, he couldn't help raising his hand to brush her cheek.

The palm went directly through her body and could not be touched.

As for her own murmur, she couldn't hear it either.

After everyone else left, Chang Ying packed up his belongings and prepared to ride a motorcycle to the hospital to take care of Kong Yuanzhou's death.

The high sunlight passed through the clouds and sprinkled between this icy world, as if it were a decoration.

It is difficult to bring a trace of warmth.

Chang Ying took out Kong Yuanzhou's clothes from the room. It was his favorite military uniform. After retiring, he kept it in the box all the time. He would only wear it once when he occasionally participated in a side guard meeting.

Looking at the clothes in her hand, she could remember the heroic appearance of Kong Yuanzhou when he put on this military uniform.

The smile that had always been on Chang Ying's face suddenly subsided.

The mood seems to have dropped a lot in an instant.

She quickly folded the dress with a solemn expression and placed it on the motorcycle. Looking at the folded clothes in her hand, her tears could no longer hold back.

Woohoo!

A low, mournful whimper swept through the cold wind,

There was no one around, and her grief finally broke out at this moment.

He squeezed the military uniform with both hands, as if he was holding the flesh-and-blood Kong Yuanzhou, as if he had not left, but stood in front of him with a resolute expression, swearing to grow old with him, swearing to guard the edge Wei Guo

Tears kept falling from her eyes.

It crossed the cheeks covered with wind and frost and fell to the ground.