Qingchen closed his eyes, his life gradually dissipated in the flames of war. Gunfire and shouting were tinkling in her ears.
She thought of her own life. At the age of 27, she followed the flow of people through the fork, realized her childhood dream by accident, stood in the ruins of country I, and recorded the raging war.
Fortunately, I ended up lying on the warm earth and ended my life.
Chen Mi came from a distance, and Qingchen was left with only a cold body, lying on the morgue in a foreign country with a changed appearance.
"I... Can finally see you again." Chen Mi smiled and cried, tears wetting Qingchen's soul, which was running out of time.
The soul stretched out its hand and hugged the broken body: "See you in the next life."
"But I have no afterlife."
"Then we will be together and there will be no afterlife."
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War starts from the endless desire of human beings
Record, born in the blood of occlusion
News, writing the truth that is difficult to record under capitalism
And death, in front of the bright light, is just a snap of the fingers.
But remember: "Wars will continue, desires will continue, flesh will grow, sorrow will heal, and life will sprout.
So blood will boil, hope will last forever, and peace will come. "
Group portrait story: A strong woman with a strong sense of responsibility
Mission: War and Peace
