Isolated island

07 don't care, just escape

After Haiping finished packing the postage and delivered it to the ship, it was already the second watch, and the tunnel was a little quiet.

Holding the cigarette he was reluctant to smoke, he groped into the tunnel behind the dormitory in the dark, and came to an abandoned stronghold where the pit wall collapsed and was flooded with sea breeze and tide.He wanted to hear the sound of the tide and look at the moonlight, but he didn't dare to be exposed to the light, because he was afraid that when he was least alert, a kite would suddenly attack him at night, drag him out and eat him alive—this kind of tragic thing, Never less.

He nestled in the dark, lit a cigarette, and took a bite, which was so strong that he frowned.

He thought of the man surrounded by the fragrant smoke.Today, it was the first time he looked at him directly. He thought about his appearance and thought he was a good-looking person, with a pretty heroic spirit, which matched his voice quite well. No matter what, he was better than their flimsy and mighty class. Head is much better.

Then, he also began to imitate him, put the cigarette butt on the rock, and let it burn quietly.

He looked at Mars, which slowly lit up on the sea of ​​night.

Just fill it in and imagine—this is the light of the barren state on the other side, it is a homecoming light turned on by his mother waiting for him to come home...

In the past few years, when everyone is buried in writing letters home, he will stay away from it.

He didn't want people to ask, "Hey, Haiping, why don't you write a letter from home?" He also didn't want people to find a way to comfort him.He doesn't need superficial comforts, what's the use of those comforts?

He didn't want anyone to ask, let alone remind him of the fact that he couldn't find a home.

Irony!He was able to grit his teeth through these ten years because he was supported by his long-cherished desire to go home.However, he himself didn't know whether that family——was still there.

Ten years ago, he was captured by his husband.

That year, people from the mainland migrated to the barren state in large numbers to avoid the attack of Mu State. His hometown was on the border with Wuzhou, and the situation was very precarious.They were going to move to the west, but he just went out of the courtyard to borrow a rope from his neighbors, and a military master with a tall horse tied him away with the same rope.He put on his military uniform, joined the ranks, and sent him to the boat to the front line of the Big Yttrium Island——just one night.

He was only 15 years old that year, and he was still old enough to act like a baby to his mother.When the person who can be forgiven for acting coquettishly, showing weakness, or being unreasonable is gone, his childhood is over.

Whether there is anyone waiting for him to go back, he doesn't know.Mother's body has always been weak, and she lost her only son after suffering every year. Can she bear it?Now whether she is still alive or not, he dare not even think about it.

Perhaps no one was waiting for him at all—they might even have thought he was dead.

So, who is he going to write a letter to?Who is the letter written for?

The winter sea breeze was stronger and stronger, and it made him shiver.

The flimsy spark was no match for the wild wind, and after a few desperate shakes, it died out.

At this moment, he thought of that person again, and spoke for him with that nice voice.

But it made him... miss home, his family, and his mother even more.

It turns out that it's not that it doesn't matter, it's just pretending not to care, to escape the desire to have something to rely on.