< br >Chapter 2470 < br >are all youthful years < br >are all warm-blooded boys < br >say different < br >in fact < br >the same footprints are left to < br >the mountains and rivers < br >the bright moon with its head resting on the border < br >dressed in rain and snow and wind and frost < br >for the peace of the country < br >We clench our guns < br >to say different < br >in fact < br >are longing for glory < br >are all winning glory < br >this is a song in the army-- our soldiers. < br >Ye Ming can't sing, never sang, the pain burned his voice, the heavy rain drenched his cold bones, but he was singing, because he was their light. < br >although his body fell, his tough heart and his unyielding soul never fell down. < br >he will go back with them. < br >go back to my mother's arms. < br >he's giving them strength. < br >Zhu Chao heard it, and the blood pupil soldier heard it. At first, one person sang along, and then everyone sang together. The more he sang, the louder his voice became. No matter what kind of wind and rain < br >is, it can't break their bones. < br >they all felt the strength he gave, like his father's big hand with the vicissitudes of life and the abundant warm sun. < br >everyone slowly straightened their backs. They smiled in their tears and smiled with white teeth. < br >they sang songs and didn't look back. < br >No matter how dark it is ahead, they will walk into the light. < br >gradually, everyone is gone, even their singing has disappeared. < br >Ye Ming closed his eyes, showing deep tiredness in his pale, cold eyebrows. < br >he is listening. < br >listen to the sound of the storm. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []) .ush ({ }); < br >he is watching. < br >look at the boundless darkness. Did < br >just die? < br >"Ye Ming, I will wait for you, me and Diandian and the baby will be waiting for you to come back." < br >ear suddenly rang a crisp bell-like voice, Ye Ming's head is full of, in the hotel room, she crouched in front of him, piously kissing his amputation. < br >he really wants to go back and seize the light and warmth she gives. < br >but he is so tired. < br >it was so stormy that he could hardly keep his eyes open. < br >he knew that once he closed his eyes, he would never wake up again. < br >"Ye Ming!" Then suddenly the voice of Yang Jindou came from the front. < br >Ye Ming immediately held his breath. He listened attentively to Yang Jindou's voice, only listening to Yang Jindou's voice shuttling through the wind and rain all the way to his ear. "Ye Ming, you must come back, because if you don't come back, Bingbing will definitely come to you. She looked for you once three years ago!" < br >whoo-hoo. < br >Yang Jindou's voice disappeared in the wind and rain, leaving only the sound of storm. < br >Ye Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and his ink eyes shrank in the dark. He didn't know what he had just heard. < br >Yang Jindou said he Bing went to see him three years ago. < br >what does this mean? < br >he Bing mentioned very little about the past three years. She only told him that her daughter's name was Dian Dian. < br >she never said that. She went to see him. < br >is she. < br >this stupid girl! < br >Ye Ming tightly pulled into a fist, and at the same time a force sprang up in his chest. Damn, he didn't fall on the battlefield, didn't die under the enemy's grab, and now he was crushed to death by a big tree. What a loser! < br >< br/ >< br >