——I had a dream, and I woke up with a sore nose, so I wrote them down before I forgot them. If they really exist, I hope someone will remember them.
I want to ask, do you know that I have dreamed about your life.
"Okay, now we see that at the front of the foot race are still our heroes of the Republic, who are already old but far ahead. Please give them a round of applause!"
The host's voice was sweet and clear, and countless applause came through the ripple-like trembling screen.
Lin Ze was walking, and Xu Zhou was holding a cane beside him. His face was lined with wrinkles and his smile was gentle, he was already old.
Xuzhou sighed at him: "You don't want to get married yet? Do you have a girlfriend?"
Lin Ze was also old, but his back was still straight. He raised his head and looked out through the transparent sky screen. A few spectators were sitting in the auditorium.
He smiled and replied to his old friend: "There are still a few of them. After all, they are heroes of the Republic!"
"Hahahaha!" Xuzhou laughed, tears falling from his eyes for no apparent reason.
Lin Ze looked at him and seemed to see another person through this old, amiable face.
A bad-tempered one who is never afraid.
That was when they were young, Lin Ze laughed, and he remembered the past again. Profit——
The moment he became a hero and received the medal, under the spotlight, he finally showed a smile.
The general made an impassioned speech in front of the microphone, and countless Alliance people looked up to him eagerly.
The general said: We will always remember our heroes!
I vaguely saw him smiling and saying two words, but I couldn't see clearly.
After he came off the stage, I asked him what he had said. We were already very familiar with each other at that time, and he smiled and told me that he just said they were lying.
I was stunned.
We will always remember our heroes!
Liar.
Later, they really lied to him.
I woke up with tears streaming down my face, overwhelmed with grief.
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