The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

Chapter 108 What connects the memories?

After listening to this, Li Xi frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head to express his incomprehension.

The guy who had been silent all afternoon also shook his head, obviously confused.

At this moment, Xiao Si who was standing by suddenly said:

“What are stars?

Is it tasty?"

Faced with such a strange answer, Liu San almost fell to the ground.

He rolled his eyes helplessly and complained in his heart: What kind of teammates are these!

Fortunately, Yuxin, who wears glasses and looks quite intelligent, did not express his opinion.

So, Liu San placed his last hope on Yu Xin and turned to look at him with anticipation.

Yu Xin took a deep breath and said slowly with a serious expression:

"Everyone knows stars, those sparkling things we see when we look up at the sky at night.

But remember, they are not food that can be eaten!

I think the reason why Squad Leader Zhao said this was actually an analogy.

What I mean is that we are just like the stars in the night sky. We might suddenly disappear one day and never appear in this world again."

Having said that, Yu Xin paused for a moment, his eyes swept across the faces of everyone present, and then continued:

"I guess the reason why Squad Leader Zhao couldn't help crying was probably because of the two fierce battles he had recently experienced.

The heroic sacrifices of Platoon Leader Hu and his comrades such as Yu San filled his heart with grief and sorrow.

Especially Platoon Leader Hu, if he had not stood up and fought bravely, can you imagine what the consequences would be?

I'm afraid even Squad Leader Zhao can't stand in front of us and talk to us safely right now."

After hearing Yu Xin's words, everyone couldn't help but feel sad, and various scenes of Platoon Leader Hu's life emerged in their minds.

Although Platoon Leader Hu is quite strict on weekdays, whenever someone really can't hold on or has a physical problem, the first person to rush to comfort and encourage them is undoubtedly Platoon Leader Hu.

At this time, Yu Xin, who had been silent all this time, broke the silence again:

"Ugh……

In this case, we have to be nicer to Squad Leader Zhao in the future.

After all, in this team right now, the people that Squad Leader Zhao is most familiar with and close to are only a few of us.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Si raised his hand and wiped away his slightly moist eyes, biting his lips and said:

"In that case, from today on, I will never accept any more buns from Squad Leader Zhao!"

Liu San continued:

"I won't make the squad leader worry during training anymore."

……

The ears of the few people standing outside the house were filled with Zhao Shao's sobbing and seemingly endless crying coming from inside the house.

They looked at each other, each of them with a look of confusion and helplessness on their face.

At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely solemn and no one knew how to deal with this situation.

Everyone started racking their brains, anxiously thinking of ways to stop Zhao Shao from crying.

After all, if he was allowed to continue crying like this, no one would be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

At this moment, Wu Hou's eyes suddenly lit up and he said:

“I have a simple method!

We can give Squad Leader Zhao another blanket, maybe it will make him warmer and help him fall asleep."

When the others heard this, they thought the idea seemed to make sense, so they nodded in agreement.

Li Xi got emotional, clapped his hands, and said with a look of accusation:

"Wu Yaba, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Afternoon shrugged and replied:

"It's not that I don't want to talk about it. I saw you guys discussing why Squad Leader Zhao was crying, but you didn't ask how to stop Squad Leader Zhao's tears!"

Afterwards, everyone returned to the house together, tiptoed to the bed, and carefully added a thick quilt for Squad Leader Zhao.

Strangely enough, just after they completed this action, Squad Leader Zhao, who was still sobbing, gradually calmed down and finally stopped crying completely.

……

Before this, Zhao Shao, who was in the memory world, cried madly, determined to have something sad that would last forever.

Perhaps it was the extra quilt given by his comrade that helped him sleep better, or perhaps it was the release of his emotions that made him stop crying, and his heart gradually changed from feeling aggrieved and uneasy to being calm.

He began to calmly analyze what those sudden memories brought to him.

“First, it was the explosion at the museum that made me realize that the world I was in was no longer the same as before.

Then, I got a piece of my past before I was abandoned as a child, and realized that I was not the child of He Niu and his wife, but just a child picked up by them.

Then, I came to a person with a first-person perspective. He seemed to have something wrong. He also asked me if I had lost my memory, but I had something urgent to do and forgot about it.

……

Not long ago, I came to this world which I temporarily called 'virtual memory'.

I can name all the different kinds of people, environments, places, words, and names of people that appear here, such as: the airplanes flying in the sky, the mountain city university where I study, the bustling off-campus snack street, and even the names of the owners of the shops outside are all names I have heard of.

Then why did my first thought when I came back here - to rescue my father."

Zhao Shao walked back and forth in the library in a hurry, and then he had another question:

"Then why did I stop trying to rescue my father this time?

Let me think about it,,,

Ernest

Zhao Shao frowned and slowed down his pace slightly in the library.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped and the air seemed to freeze at this moment. Zhao Shao turned around. The word "enemy" in the book "Enemy's Targeting" deeply attracted him.

His pupils dilated instantly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Oh, I remember now. It turns out that I met a group of people last time. They stopped me from rescuing my father."

"Then the question arises again, how did I leave here last time?"

Zhao Shao began a new round of self-defense.

“Since I can leave, then what brought me into this world?

Zhao Shao, use your 250-ish IQ to think about it."

Zhao Shao stopped and started walking again, but compared with last time, his pace was faster, which made him even more lost in thought, so that his brows were furrowed.

"what is it?"

"Oh right, it seems that all of my previous memories also came from the same source. What gave me these memories? Why are these memories so discontinuous? What's the reason?"

Zhao Shao muttered to himself.

"Then what is the bridge that connects memories?"

"I really can't remember."

"Wait, I remember I was saying that before, but when was that?"

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