Chapter 1089 Died for the Country (2)

Gu Jiajia sat there with her shoulders hanging down. Her body looked limp and she had no strength at all.

If Zhong Xing hadn't supported her, she would have been like a pile of mud and collapsed on the bed at any time.

She sat there crying...

Tears keep flowing, keep flowing...

Jinghua, her Jinghua is gone, how can she cheer up?

The man she loved deeply, the man she loved to the core, died for the country, how could she cheer up?

How does she cheer up? !

A deep sadness emanated from her bones, infecting the entire room...

Seeing her silently but crying with great sorrow, Zhong Xing's eyes became moist.

His heart was twitching one after another.

Why?

Why did this happen?

Why did Jinghua leave her alone?

That bastard!

Gu Jiajia didn't speak, just sat there crying.

She wouldn't listen to anyone's words.

It seemed that the entire atmosphere was filled with sadness, and the hearts of Tang Huai and Liu Xiaoxiao also became solemn and sad...

After learning that Jinghua had sacrificed his life for the country, Gu Xiaofeng came and stayed by Gu Jiajia's side.

Watching Gu Jiajia become haggard and thin overnight, my heart ached indescribably.

Gu Jiajia's tears kept flowing.

She didn't stop crying until she was informed that she could go see Jinghua for the last time.

The funeral will be held tomorrow. Starting this afternoon, the families of the fallen soldiers can come to the Heroes Hall to see the fallen heroes for the last time.

Gu Jiajia washed her face and walked out of the bathroom.

Tang Huai, Tang Li, and Da Ya were all standing in the living room waiting for her.

After crying for so long, her eyes were very red and swollen, with bags and dark circles under her eyes.

When Tang Huai and the others saw her, their expressions couldn't help but become sad.

They feel sorry for her!

Moreover, Jinghua's sacrifice made them feel sad again and again.

An unrelated person will feel heavy when he hears about his death, let alone Jinghua, who is from the same village and has known each other since birth...

Tang Huai never believed in Jinghua's sacrifice.

In his previous life, Jinghua was a senior military officer and contributed a lot to the country!

He also married a wife, gave birth to children, and lived a happy life. Why has everything changed in this life?

Until now, she has never seen Jing Hua's body. She would rather Jing Xuan and the others mistook other soldiers for Jing Hua than believe that Jing Hua was really sent to the Heroes Hall.

After a while, they can go to the Heroes Hall. When they arrive at the Heroes Hall, they will know that the person who is thought to be Jinghua must not be Jinghua!

Seeing them all looking like they were about to cry, Gu Jiajia smiled instead.

However, her smile was uglier than crying.

She looked at Tang Huai and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to dress beautifully, Tang Huai, can you come in and help me choose a beautiful dress?"

"Okay." Tang Huai nodded and entered her room with Gu Jiajia.

The two girls were standing in front of the closet. Gu Jiajia looked at the clothes in the closet and couldn't make up her mind: "Tang Huai, tell me, which one should I wear?"

In the closet full, there was only one black sleeve dress. Tang Huai reached out and took it: "Everyone who goes to the Hero Hall will wear black. Today, not only Jinghua's family members, but also those of other sacrificed soldiers Family members will all be there, so it’s better than everyone wearing black and you wearing bright colors, right?”

"I want to dress up beautifully, and I want Jinghua to see my most beautiful side." Gu Jiajia looked at the skirt in Tang Huai's hand and forced a smile.

"You look very beautiful in this one." Tang Huai said with uneasiness.

Gu Jiajia took the skirt and smiled at Tang Huai: "Then I will wear this one."

——

K City Heroes Hall.

This was built twenty years ago.

The entire Heroes Hall covers an area of ​​150 acres.

Fifty acres of it were used to build two-story houses one after another.

The rest is designed as a square.

It looks like Tiananmen Square in Kyoto.

Today, the square is surrounded by white wreaths and white cloth strips.

Outside the square stood rows and rows of people who came to see the heroes off. In the inner circle, there are rows and rows of soldiers. They are in neat uniforms and have serious expressions. If it weren't for the sad atmosphere in the air and the white wreaths around the square, some people must think that this is a military exercise.

Jinghua’s family members came to the Martyrs’ Room No. 1 in Building 1, Area C.

One martyr, one room...

In the middle of the martyrs' room, there was a one-meter-wide wooden bed. The sheets and quilts on the bed were all white.

Even Jinghua, who was lying on it, was dressed in white.

As soon as Mrs. Jing came in and saw the person lying quietly on the bed, she suddenly burst into tears and rushed towards her: "Jinghua...my grandson..."

Many family members came from the Jing family, and the 28-square-meter martyr room was now full of people.

Jing Juntai and village chief Shu Yu were walking in front, while Gu Jiajia, Tang Huai and others were behind. This is the rule, from close relatives to distant relatives...

Looking at the person on the bed, Shu Yu's tears flowed out like a river mouth without a dam.

She trembled her legs and walked forward slowly...

Until now, her whole body was in a state of confusion, and her brain was as muddy as a paralysis.

Her son...

Here her son lay.

That's her son!

Walking to the bed, she knelt down with a plop, stretched out her trembling hand, and touched Jinghua's quiet but bloodless face, sobbing loudly, tears streaming down...

Listening to Mrs. Jing's painful cries and the low moans of the people around her, Gu Jiajia no longer cared about the rules.

She dragged her heavy steps and slowly moved forward.

When she looked at the person on the bed, she shed tears like rain...

Heartache?

She couldn't describe it. She just felt that her sky had fallen and her world was dark.

She burst into tears.

Tang Huai knew her pain, so he came forward and hugged her shivering.

There is no one who comes here who is not sad or sad.

Their tears flowed freely.

The saddest ones were Shu Yu and Gu Jiajia.

One is a woman who loves Jinghua, and the other is a woman who loves Jinghua deeply...

The child is more important than anything else in the mother's heart, but now, he is gone. Comfortably holds Jinghua's hand and cries like hell.

Gu Jiajia cried so much that she almost fainted in Tang Huai's arms...

It was completely dark.

The families of the martyrs still refused to leave.

In the Hall of Heroes, there was a lot of crying.

Even God shed tears sadly. It rained all night.

Mrs. Jing and the others were tired from crying. At Jing Juntai's strong request, they went to the family rest room in the Hero Hall to rest.

When Gu Jiajia, who went out for a trip, returned to the martyr's room again, she was holding a set in both hands, which was clean and neat, showing Jinghua's military uniform.

On top of the military uniform, there is also a delicate small box...

Except for the thick sadness covering her face, her face was considered calm.

She went to the bed and put the uniform on a small table beside the bed.

She knelt down in front of the bed, holding Jinghua's hand, her eyes locked on his bloodless face, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, her voice was extremely hoarse: "You have been loyal to the country all your life, I am proud and honored for you. Your white clothes are so ugly, I will help you change into your favorite military uniform."

With one hand, she gently stroked the man, with a resolute and soft face, and then touched the wound on his neck——

Jing Xuan and others found Jing Hua and others in the ruins of the explosion.

They rushed into the enemy's main nest with explosives, blew up their nest, and killed their people in one pot. But several of their soldiers also lost their lives...

If it weren't for them to rush forward bravely and not afraid of death, it would be impossible to destroy the enemy so quickly and come back victorious so quickly.

A warrior has an immortal spirit, but does not have an immortal body...

Jinghua died after his aorta was cut with a sharp weapon.

Gu Jiajia touched his wound, choked up and said, "It hurt at that time, right? Now? I touch it like this, do you feel any pain?"

"..."

"Starting tomorrow, will we never see each other again?"

"..."

"You bastard, why are you so cruel? I said, I was waiting for you to come back, why did you come back in such a cruel way? You know that I can't accept it..."

"..."

"You said you love me, you shouldn't come back to see me like this..."

Gu Jiajia burst into tears again, in great grief, and cried: "In the end, you still love Sister Canjuan. You couldn't bear to let her be alone, so you went to accompany her. But what about me? Why are you so cruel to me?"

Gu Jiajia cried until her vision was blurred. Her hand returned to Jinghua's cold and stiff face. She stroked and cried, "I...what's wrong with me? Do you love me or not?"

"..."

"Jinghua, I just want a word from you. When you wake up, tell me a word. Do you love me or not...?"

"..."

"You bastard!"

Crying to the saddest point, Gu Jiajia almost fainted.

She pretended and held on...

She helped Jinghua up, and said to herself alone: ​​"I heard that you must dress neatly and walk, otherwise you will be bullied on Huangquan Road. The people below also like to bully newcomers..."

After helping Jinghua change her clothes, Gu Jiajia put makeup on the wound on Jinghua's neck with cosmetics.

While putting makeup on the wound, she said: "From the first time I saw you, I have a special feeling for you...Jinghua, do you still remember where we first met?"

Gu Jiajia cried and laughed: "In the latrine, the stupid fool wanted to bully Tang Huai, luckily you showed up in time..."

She told him a lot...

But he didn't say a word back to her.

The next day, the funeral began——

The funeral was very grand!

In front are the soldiers of the elite unit, lined up neatly, at a militarized pace.

Behind them, there are military vehicles one after another. On each military vehicle, there is a coffin——

For those who came to the Hero Hall to see them off, when the military vehicle appeared in their sight, everyone mourned in silence, tears streaming down...