No matter how high or strong her previous psychological quality is, when facing a comrade she knows who sacrificed in the same battle, this huge impact is not a single impact, but multiple!
In the army, at the end of every battle, there will be a psychologist who will promptly educate the soldiers who are on the battlefield for the first time, so as not to leave them an irreparable psychological shadow.
As a Ye Jian who has participated in actual combat, but has never faced the sacrifice of a comrade-in-arms she knows, if she really didn't mention a word, Xia Jinyuan would not be relieved by this, but would be even more worried.
Now, when the gloom between her eyebrows faded, he mentioned the sacrifice of her comrades in order to let her no longer suppress herself, and use her perseverance to defeat her comrades with the healthiest side and the strongest side. The sacrifices brought her. The multiple impacts.
She must not leave a shadow, she must face her face-to-face!
Xia Jinyuan's gaze fell on Ye Jian's face like the warm sunshine after a snowfall, and the soft-faced handsome face did not even change when he mentioned "comrade-in-arms sacrifice".
However, there was a faint golden color in his voice, so he cut directly into Ye Jian's bloody memory that he didn't want to recall for the time being.
Ye Jian, whose pupils were slightly tightened, tightened the corners of her mouth, and looked at the man who never allowed herself to escape. She smiled bitterly after a while: "Team Xia, I need a little bit of time, what I know, it's still at noon. Talk to me with a shy smile, and see you in the afternoon forever."
"I always thought that I had participated in actual combat, and that I had faced death directly, and even my attitude towards death was calm. But I really saw the comrades I know fell, and in my heart..." Ye Jian slowly stopped, and then After a long exhalation, he said lightly and solemnly: "The unspeakable tastes, uncomfortable, angry, tears...all piled together, but there is a feeling of depression that I don't know how to talk about."
"I want to say it too. The more I want to say it, the less I know how to say it. I understand that as long as you put on a military uniform and sacrifices are everywhere, the next one is likely to be you. I understand the summer team, but no matter what I do. I understand, I'm still sad."
Xia Jinyuan put her hands on her shoulders, low, and said coldly that she could not refuse her: "Look at me, Ye Jian, look up and look at me with your eyes. Look at me carefully, listen to me carefully. say."
There was a very soft corner in her heart, and this place belonged to her comrades-in-arms. Such Ye Jian could not be afraid of his own sacrifice, but he did not want to see the sacrifice of his comrades.
"What is the meaning of sacrifice? It lies in guarding, protecting our country with your own life, and defending the peace of our country with your own life. You have seen his sacrifice, but you must also remember why there was sacrifice! That's because There is evil!"
"There are too many crimes, too many wars, and too many hurts in this world, and our existence is to use our lives to obliterate the crimes that hurt our country! If one day I die, Ye Jian, the gun in your hand, shoot it out. The bullets, every sin hit is the best memorial to the martyrs!"
"You are sad for the sacrificed comrades. It is not that you are not strong enough. You are a living person, a thoughtful person. Angry, sad, tearful, and sad. These emotions and physical possessions cannot be eliminated."