In the mental hospital, an old man with gray hair and a rickety back stood in front of the window. His cloudy eyes kept looking into the distance, and he kept shouting a name: Xiu'er.
Various clips kept appearing in his mind. It was the self-defense counterattack in Vietnam in 1979. In the humid and hot Maoerdong, the sound of gunfire had shaken his ears to the point where he couldn't hear any sound. He only saw his comrades falling one after another. It was getting dark, the sound of gunfire stopped, and the squad leader cleared up the number of people. There were still three people in the class. The squad leader said that everyone was at the position, and they should write a letter to the family. He thought of his parents working in the fields, and also thought of Xiu'er, a girl from the neighboring village who was engaged before joining the army, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
