Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Yui Iijima smiled at the reason why Qiao Lin likes colors.

When it comes to the color she likes, her eyes are a little straight, as if she is caught in the memory.

Jolin carefully observed her reaction, thinking about what to ask next.

Brigadier Chen sat on the chair and twisted his body impatiently.

This was the first time he had seen this type of interrogation.

The interrogator and the person being interrogated, both of them uttered nonsense, but none of them had anything to do with the topic.

If he didn't know that Qiao Lin was good at using strange skills, he would have wanted to get up and leave.

"Typical little girl color."

Qiao Lin smiled: "I guess you must have liked to draw stories about princes and princesses when you were young, right? A prince in golden armor came to visit a princess in a white veil, under a pink cherry blossom tree?"

Jolin asked tentatively.

Iijima Yui slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at Qiao Lin in disbelief, his eyes were full of surprise: "How do you know?"

The prince and the princess, this is a secret she has never told others, and those paintings have never been shown to others, and she has always kept them in the most secret place.

The prince and princess in the painting accompanied her through her lonely childhood.

"My guess."

Qiao Lin smiled slyly, and said: "When I was young, my family was very poor and I couldn't afford a paintbrush, but there were many stories in my heart, which I couldn't express on paper, so I could only fill them in my fantasy. I always imagined that I became A hero like no other in the world, to rescue those beautiful girls who have been captured by bad guys."

"Then you are so lucky, you are realizing your dream. Maybe now in the eyes of many beautiful girls, you are a unparalleled hero, but I am getting farther and farther away from my dream."

Iijima Yui looked at Qiao Lin and said enviously.

"Hearing you say that, I really feel very lucky."

Qiao Lin rubbed his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"In addition to painting, I also like small animals. I have an Akita dog named Xiaozhi. He is fat, silly, and clingy. He follows me wherever I go. He never barks. Wag your tail when you're happy."

Perhaps it was the common interest that narrowed the distance between the two, and Yui Iijima also took the initiative to open up the chatter box and began to tell her childhood story.

"Really? That's such a coincidence. When I was a child, I also raised a dog, but it was not as expensive as yours. It was a local dog named Xiao Hei. Rabbit, whenever I quarrel with others, it will bark its teeth to scare them, and it will sneak to that person's door to pee."

Qiao Lin slapped his thigh and immediately became excited.

"Hee hee, boys seem to like to do this kind of thing. Raising a dog is like having thousands of troops. Everyone feels like a majestic general."

Iijima Yui pursed her lips and laughed.

Chatting with Qiao Lin brought back memories of her childhood, and that time was the happiest day in her life.

If I hadn't obeyed my father's order and didn't join the army, maybe I was sitting somewhere at this time, painting the world with a brush.

Unfortunately, what is lost can never come back.

Thinking of this, Iijima Yui couldn't help feeling sad, and her eyes slowly turned red.

"Do you have someone in mind?"

Jolin asked suddenly.

Yui Iijima, who was feeling sad and felt that half of her 26-year life was a tragedy, was caught off guard by this sudden question.

Subconsciously, she wanted to raise her hand to wipe her tears, but it took a while to realize that her arms had been tied.

She had no choice but to raise her face slightly, and sucked her nose hard, so as to control the tears from flowing down.

Lover, this is such a beautiful, but too distant vocabulary.

Rao Iijima Yui could talk about love between men and women with Qiao Lin without any scruples, but when she heard this word, her face still blushed, and a shyness of a daughter's family appeared in her eyes.

"Do you have someone in mind?"

The voice sounded like a mosquito, and it couldn't be lowered. If it wasn't for Qiao Lin's excellent hearing, he might not have heard what Yui Iijima said.

"Yes, I have."

Qiao Lin readily admitted.

"who is it?"

Iijima Yui asked curiously, with a hint of expectation in her tone.

"That happened many years ago. She is the daughter of the owner of the oil workshop in our village."

Qiao Lin turned his face slightly, as if he was remembering.

"She must be pretty, right?"

For some reason, Yui Iijima felt a sense of loss.

"Well, to me, she should be the most beautiful girl in the world."

Qiao Lin nodded and answered as a matter of course.

"You like her very much?"

Iijima Yui asked sourly.

"Should like it?"

Qiao Lin thought about it, but he wasn't sure.

"Why should it be?"

Iijima Yui didn't quite understand.

"Her family owns an oil workshop, and the conditions are good. They eat white flour steamed buns and wear floral jackets. I am a poor boy, eat vegetable dumplings and wear patched clothes. Standing in front of her, I don't even have the courage to speak."

Qiao Lin said speciously, but did not answer directly.

But Yui Iijima seemed to understand: "Is this the story of the poor boy and the young lady?"

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. When I first noticed her, I didn't pay attention to what she looked like. All I could think about was the taste of the steamed bun in her hand."

Qiao Lin said with some embarrassment.

Chapter 620 The Saddest Ending

"puff!"

Iijima Yui didn't expect Qiao Lin to say such a thing, so he couldn't help laughing immediately.

"Every day when I see her strolling around the village with half a steamed bun in her hand, I drool greedily, but I dare not ask her for it. Then I figured out a way to let my Xiao Hei scare her, wait She threw the steamed buns away, and I picked them up so I could taste them."

Qiao Lin continued to tell the story of him and his ideal.

"I didn't see that you are so greedy, so did your little black help you grab the steamed buns?"

Iijima Yui was also very speechless that Qiao Lin could come up with such a method.

"I snatched it, but I didn't eat it. As soon as Xiao Hei rushed over, she was so scared that she threw the steamed bun over. It's a pity that Xiao Hei ate the steamed bun before me."

Jolin said in frustration.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing that Qiao Lin was so unlucky, Iijima Yui couldn't help laughing again.

Her flowers trembled with laughter, and her laughter echoed throughout the interrogation room.

Brigadier Chen watched this scene in disbelief. He couldn't understand why a spy who knew he would be executed could still laugh so happily.

Is it because Jolin's stories are interesting?

Not necessarily, if it were someone else, they might not be able to laugh at this time.

"I was very angry and felt that Xiao Hei had snatched my steamed buns, so I decided to wait until the next day and rush out to scare her, so that when she threw out the steamed buns, I could grab them before Xiao Hei."

"Hahaha!"

Iijima Yui was almost out of breath from laughing, and what she was most curious about now was whether Qiao Lin had eaten the steamed buns she was thinking about: "Then did you grab it?"

"No."

Qiao Lin was even more frustrated: "The next day I hid behind the tree and jumped out to scare her when she wasn't paying attention. As a result, she didn't throw out the steamed buns, but called her mother and started crying. That night , I was severely beaten by my father, and I promised him that I would never want to eat steamed buns again."

"Poor boy, how old were you then?"

Iijima Yui was a little dumbfounded, the story caused by half a steamed bun was so absurd.

"About six years old."

Qiao Lin tilted his head and recalled for a while and said.

"And then, did you become friends?"

Iijima Yui had laughed enough, stopped and took a few deep breaths to relieve her stomach aching from laughing.

"Afterwards, I followed her every day, not because I wanted to eat steamed buns, but because I was angry that she asked her mother to sue my father, which caused me to be beaten, but I didn't dare to retaliate against her, so I could only follow behind her to resist her. , she was like a big lady, walking ahead with her head held high, and I was like a follower, walking behind with a runny nose, walking and walking, we started talking, talking and talking, we started playing together, playing Playing around, I suddenly felt that I wasn't angry with her anymore."

Qiao Lin nodded, looking back at that period of "childhood" that didn't actually exist.

"This is what you call your childhood sweetheart, right? At the purest age, it's great to meet the person you love the most!"

Iijima Yui said enviously.

"We play together almost every day. She always said that I am her best friend in this life, and she wants to be with me all her life. At that time, I didn't know how long my life was, but I just hoped not to be separated from her. Later, we Slowly grow up."

Qiao Lin felt that his imagination was a bit insufficient. He basically spent his childhood with boys. Even if there was a girl he liked, he pretended to be strong and refused them thousands of miles away because of face.

So much so that he couldn't find any friendship between men and women in his childhood, he could only search his guts to recall the youthful romances in those film and television works.

"When I grow up, I suddenly become shy. We can no longer hold hands and run together without any scruples like before, and we dare not hug when we are happy, and we dare not even say such words for a lifetime. .”

"How much I miss, when we walked together under the shade tree, listening to cicadas, I climbed to the top of the tree, and plucked the most beautiful leaf for her, how I miss, when we lay side by side on the grass , looking at the stars in the sky, pick out the brightest one and promise her that I will pick this star and give it to you in the future."

"Whenever I see her smiling face like a flower, I want to say something to her, I wish, there is only you in my life, but I can't say it, I'm afraid I will be rejected, I'm afraid I will say it , I don’t even have a chance to be friends.”

"After I had her, I never saw other girls in my eyes again. I fought with others, and my head was broken, just because that person laughed at her. Before I go to bed every day, what I think about It's all about her, just to see her in my dream, for me, she is my world, but unfortunately, I was just a poor boy at that time, and I didn't deserve to have the whole world."

Qiaolin sighed, and said all the lines he could think of in the saddest voice.

Unknowingly, he also invested in his own emotions. Although he hadn't experienced it personally, he was also moved.

Sentimental, pure, and shy are extremely beautiful.