Luo Ku didn't care about Dingjunshan at all. He seemed to have temporarily lost his intention to attack. He just walked towards the corridor with an ambiguous smile on his then withdrew his gaze and walked carefully past the dining area. The "delicious dishes" were still on the table. Except for the two plates eaten by Zhenzi and Luoku, the others were still there intact.
The originally bright red blood had now turned dark, and there were even a few annoying flies flying around the plate.
Dingjunshan secretly admired Yangguang and Shen Dinghai's psychological endurance. Most people would probably go crazy after seeing this scene.
There is another person whom I cannot help but admire, the laughing girl.
While thinking this, Dingjunshan walked into the kitchen and saw Xiaonu.
She was leaning against the cabinet, dying. Her lower legs below the knees had been cut off and placed in the sink like a work of art, with her left leg stacked on top of her right.
Dingjunshan endured the discomfort and walked forward.
During his long military life, he had seen blood. He had lived on the edge of a knife and could see broken arms and limbs every day when he opened his eyes. Sometimes he would even be surprised that he still had an intact body.
But the soldiers' sacrifice on the battlefield is meaningful. No matter what the purpose of the war is, the soldiers have only one belief in their hearts - to defend their country.
They stand on the battlefield for this belief, and are also willing to fall for this belief.
But everything in front of me... is meaningless.
There's only blood.
This place can no longer be called a kitchen. At least, Dingjun Mountain has never seen a kitchen with such a mixture of dark red and bright red.
This bloody scene reminded him of other scenes.
When I was a child, I saw people slaughtering pigs in the village at Dingjun Mountain. The pigs were tied up and hung on a large iron rack, and the butcher took a knife and cut the pig's neck cleanly with one stroke.
The blood gushed out, not dripping, but splashing, like a sudden rainstorm.
But the rain was blood red.
The family who slaughters the pig will not let the blood flow to waste, so they put a large basin under the big iron rack early in the morning to collect the blood.
But even so, a lot of blood would still flow out of the big basin, and the red color would seep into the dark brown soil, making the soil moist as if it was nourished, like another form of the life cycle.
That scene is pretty much the same as it is now.
The difference is that at this moment, there is no soft soil at the foot of Dingjun Mountain, only hard tiles, white soaked in red, with an indescribable nausea, and...
What is gradually losing its vitality under the butcher's knife is not the pig, but the human.
"Are you ok?"
Xiaonu was not dead, she was dying from excessive blood loss. When she heard the voice, she opened her eyes with great effort and saw that the person coming was Dingjunshan. She was very excited and struggled as if she wanted to get up from the ground.
She has lost both her legs and now she can't stand up on her own without help from others.
Dingjunshan just watched her struggle quietly.
Time passed minute by minute. The laughing girl tried not to fall to the ground, tried to support herself with both hands, and then fell again. She repeated this action many times. Suddenly, she calmed down.
"Are you here to ask me why?"
"Yes, what is your purpose?"
Xiaonu looked up at Dingjun Mountain, tears suddenly falling down her face, "I have no purpose, I am going to die."
"I don't want to die, you know?"
They were clearly a pair of eyes that were gradually losing their vitality, yet they were surprisingly bright.
The smiling girl's face was still before his eyes, but Dingjun Mountain seemed to have returned to the past.
The bombardment was endless, and the comrades' eyes were filled with struggle and pain, "Xiaojun... Xiaojun... Help me..."
He was hit by a bullet in the chest, and his incoming air was less than his outgoing air. Blood foam gathered at the corners of his mouth, but he still tried his best to talk to Dingjunshan.
"My mother... is waiting for me at home... and has cooked dumplings... I don't want to die..."
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Dingjunshan's clothes, his whole face twisted in pain, "I don't want to die! I haven't lived enough!"
Dingjunshan was so frightened that he could not speak.
No matter what happens, his comrade is always cheerful. Everyone thinks he is just a silly guy who only knows how to have fun.
This was the first time I saw my comrades-in-arms with such a ferocious expression in Dingjun Mountain. Ferocious in the face of life and death.
Ding Junshan wanted to grab his comrade's hand to comfort him, but his comrade was too strong and held on to his clothes tightly and refused to let go. He was obviously a dying man, yet he could burst out with such great strength.
Just like his amazingly bright eyes, Dingjunshan was unable to understand.
Now seeing such eyes again, Dingjunshan has understood that it is the power of unwillingness.
Because I am unwilling to die like this, because I haven’t lived enough.
Life and death can completely change a person.
Those who are usually cowardly can become brave when facing death; those who are usually fearless can become remorseful when facing death; those who are usually kind can also show their fangs when facing death.
After all, being alive is everything, and when you die, there is nothing.
Ding Junshan squatted down, looked at Xiao Nu seriously, and said slowly: "I understand."
Facing these calm eyes, Xiaonu trembled all over, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the emotion in her eyes changed again.
"So I'm not wrong, am I? I'm just afraid of death."
She seemed to view Dingjun Mountain as someone she could seek advice from, even though it was almost at the end of her life.
"There's nothing wrong with being afraid of death." Ding Junshan said softly, "But it's wrong to hurt others because of being afraid of death."
The laughing girl suddenly opened her eyes wide, very excited, "Who did I hurt?! That is the necessary price!"
Ding Junshan tried his best to calm her down. He held her shoulders with his hands to comfort her and spoke to her in a soft voice.
"Is hurting evil children the price to pay?"
Xiaonu looked up at him and cried, "It's the smallest price..." She fell into his arms and burst into tears, while Dingjunshan comforted him in a more gentle manner.
"I understand. You don't want to either."
The last string in Xiaonu's mind that suppressed her emotions also broke, "I have tried my best, this is the result of my efforts..."
"I understand. This is not your fault, and you don't want this to happen." Ding Junshan coaxed softly.
Xiaonu collapsed and grabbed Dingjunshan's clothes, "I have tried my best!"
"The best! This is the best!"
Ding Junshan didn't even frown. He kept looking at Xiao Nu with a gentle gaze. "It's not your fault. I know."
Soft-spoken and persuasive.
"Someone else is at fault."
Xiaonu paused in her crying and shouted at the top of her lungs, "It's An Yao! They are the ones who want to kill me!"
Upon hearing this, Dingjunshan paused, then patted Xiaonu's back even more gently.
His embrace was wide and warm enough to make the dying girl completely abandon her reason.
"It's not enough for An Yao to force me to death, he also wants to kill my companions in the bureau! I don't want that!"
"But I can't help it...If the evil boy doesn't die, they will kill my brother!"
Dingjunshan let out a sigh of relief. After all this trouble, he finally got a good result. Xiaonu's betrayal was revealed.
Dark Yao? Another organization that is against the Bureau?
Ding Junshan picked up Xiao Nu and looked at her seriously, "Don't be afraid, the evil child told me that she forgives you for everything you did to her before."
"Don't you want to live well? You can live well. At least before you leave the Terror Cave, no matter what happens, we will be there with you to face it together."
The laughing girl was stunned, her low voice full of disbelief, "The evil boy has forgiven me?"
Someone who acts so decisively and unpredictably...will he actually forgive her?
Dingjun Mountain rarely responded.
Before leaving the café, Ran Ran said to Ding Junshan: "As long as you can get something out of Xiao Nu..."
"I will consider the possibility of forgiving her." (End of this chapter)
