It's New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye, and this winter is extremely cold! It's so cold that even the dogs retreated into the doorway.

Even on such a day, Nighthawk did not forget to get up for training. The soldiers following him grumbled and hung up the heavy backpack listlessly for him.

Teacher Wang suddenly ran over excitedly, and as soon as he entered the door, he said cheerfully: "We will not have classes today, and we will also have a day off! It's Chinese New Year, and according to the custom in the north, we will make dumplings with the cooking class later.

Celebrate the Chinese New Year.”

Nighthawk also felt a little emotional when he heard this! Ever since his parents left, he hasn't had a real New Year's Eve for many years! Either he was alone, or he was in the army preparing for combat duty or performing missions. He all

I almost forgot what a year is.

In this strange foreign land, suddenly a person with a passionate heart stood in front of him. It somewhat filled his heart with a warmth that had disappeared for a long time. He didn't know what it was. Maybe it was what he had been longing for.

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"Okay, Lao Wang, let's have a lively New Year's Eve together today." He and Teacher Wang have become so friendly that they have almost become a family, and they have long been called Lao Wang and Lao Wang.

Putting down his backpack, he looked at the relieved soldier and said with a smile: "Brother, you have worked hard for so long. Please, please take my backpack back!"

The soldier was so happy that he almost jumped up. He smiled happily and said: "It's a small thing, if you don't worry about it from today on, ancestor! From now on, I'll even wipe your butt for you!"

"Get out of here!" Nighthawk laughed and punched him. The guard dodged back, picked up his backpack and ran happily towards the second floor. He was humming a tune that might be from his hometown, not to mention too much.

So comfortable.

Looking at his back, the two looked at each other and laughed.

Lao Wang joked: "Look at you, you have almost become a master here, and the camp is going crazy every day."

Nighthawk also smiled and said, "Old Wang, please don't scold yourself all the time."

Teacher Wang smiled and punched him, and Nighthawk continued: "If I become a spirit, you will have nothing to do with it. The ability to turn a human into a demon has been lost for a long time, and you are a national treasure!"

The two of them laughed and cursed and walked slowly towards the cooking class.

This morning, the two of them made a lot of dumplings with the soldiers from the cooking squad. They were all weird-shaped things, and some were simply made into dumplings. The cooking squad leader looked disgusted, and he was annoyed that these two people were really looking for trouble.

, to cause yourself this trouble.

But it was hard for him to tell. He was the commander after all, so he could only stare from the side. Later, he simply stopped looking and went to the side to help other soldiers.

The two of them had been quarreling here all morning and made a lot of stuffed "baozi". The cooking squad leader finally "invited" them out and asked them to help kill chickens and ducks.

Looking at the angry look on the kitchen squad leader's face, he almost had to use a broom to chase them away, so he had no choice but to laugh helplessly.

Nighthawk said: "Old Wang, you should be busy, I will go back to sleep."

Teacher Wang gave him a kick: "Go back and hold the body up. I'll call you after dinner. Today is a dinner party, and there will be wine in the evening."

Nighthawk smiled and said: "Okay, if you don't get drunk at night, don't call me for lunch. We two brothers will come in the evening to keep our stomachs open." After that, he turned around and went back to the dormitory.

As soon as the door was opened, Zhizhi was stunned at the door. Lao Zhou, who had disappeared for more than half a year, suddenly appeared and sat on the bench where he sat every day.

The difference is that today he is wearing a black suit, still wearing the same dark glasses, and has a briefcase in his human-like hands. He is looking at Nighthawk with a weird smile on his face.

"Haha, what? You don't recognize me anymore? Or are you used to the life here? Are you a little uncomfortable seeing me come back?"

Nighthawk recovered from his daze and said a little incoherently: "Yes, oh! No, that... I just didn't know that I would see you on this day. Do you have a mission?"

Lao Zhou smiled heartily: "I'm here to celebrate the New Year for you. Yes! And I also want to tell you that your time here is over! Come with me tomorrow, the organization has new tasks for you!"

Looking at Nighthawk who was obviously unresponsive, Lao Zhou walked over and patted him: "Say goodbye to my friends here and spend this New Year well. Tomorrow is a new beginning. I will go and hand over the words to the comrades in the camp.

Tomorrow, or in the morning, I will wait for you at the door."

Lao Zhou walked out, leaving Nighthawk standing alone. He was a little hesitant. He was reluctant to say goodbye to a familiar place and these kind friends again. He cherished every moment he spent here.

One day, even if it is boring.

He is a very emotional person, and his master once told him that this was his biggest weakness.

Turning around, Lao Wang didn't know when he was already standing at the door, with an unconcealed nostalgia on his ugly face.

"Old Wang, do you know everything?"

"Yes," Lao Wang said, "I just found out! In fact, I have sent away many people like you, but never like today! I feel like this. Because, I think my best friend,

You are leaving me soon. And maybe we will never meet again."

After saying that, Lao Wang turned around and left sadly: "Have a good sleep, I'll call you in the evening."

Nighthawk silently turned around and moved towards the bed, burying his head deeply into the quilt. He pretended that he had fallen asleep and was completely isolated from the world.

At dinner time, in the lively hall, the soldiers who were not on duty were all celebrating the New Year happily. In the unique atmosphere of the army, and in the heroic atmosphere of drinking and drinking, they expressed their longing for their hometown.

Affectionate hugs are the best way to express your endless love for your family.

When everything returned to calm, Nighthawk and Lao Wang moved a box of wine to the room. They spread out the dishes they had just packed on the table, opened all the wine with their teeth, and started drinking from the bottles.

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After two bottles of wine, the two of them talked a lot.

Nighthawk also recovered from his initial reluctance. They both knew that their missions were different and the paths they wanted to take were also different.

If you choose this path, you must stick to it if you are a man.

Although they have personal feelings, when the time comes, those who should leave must leave. The only thing they can do now is to drink until both of them forget everything. There is only themselves and the wine bottle beside them.

Lao Wang said with drunken eyes: "Brother, I'm leaving soon. I can't give you anything! I just want to tell you to protect yourself! I hope we can see each other again one day."

Nighthawk also said with emotion: "Cheers, I will see you again! You! Take care of yourself too!"

Lift your neck and drink the bottle to the end.

The night gradually deepened, and they had not been so wild for a long time.

None of them were drinkers. That night, they were extremely drunk. They were so drunk that they were unconscious and made all kinds of ugly appearances, but no one would laugh at them.

They just lay sprawled on the ground, letting the wine in their hands slowly drain away.

Nighthawk woke up just after dawn. No matter how much he drank, his head remained clear.

Shaking his heavy head, he turned around and saw Lao Wang leaning on the chair. Drool was still dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know what sweet dream he was having. A warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Nighthawk smiled.

Shaking his head, he carried Lao Wang onto the bed and gently covered him with a quilt.

Nighthawk didn't want to wake Lao Wang, so he gently picked up the simple baggage.

Before going out, he turned around and saluted Lao Wang with a standard and solemn military salute! Although he was not wearing a military uniform!

He closed the door gently and strode towards the door.

Lao Wang, who was sleeping on the bed, slowly opened his eyes: "Goodbye, friend, have a safe journey!" He stuffed his head into the quilt! Soon, a faint cry, like a call in the dark night, echoed in that parting for a long time.

In the quilt that separates the yin and yang of the world.

Nighthawk walked to the door and saw Lao Zhou waiting as expected.

Lao Zhou waved to him in the car, and Nighthawk stuffed his backpack into the trunk and got into the car. The speeding wheels took him to another unknown place.
Chapter completed!