Jiang Hui naturally didn't think so much, but he couldn't help but secretly thought that Huan Xian was a guy with such high principles.
I thought that even if he wasn't absolutely rational and indifferent, he would probably be a very eccentric type. I didn't expect that he was the delicate type who would blame himself for dragging his friends down.
Jiang Hui was not surprised at all that the person standing here and blaming himself was Zhou Xiuwen, because it was obvious to the naked eye that the guy was a man of very high principles.
Just by looking at the uneasy expression on his face when he spoke to them before, one could tell that he must have struggled and been entangled a lot in that short night.
Jiang Hui just pretended not to see it, letting the other party think that the matter was over.
However, Huanxian, who behaved normally at that time, is still troubled by it until now, and he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night because of it... I guess the other party's silence today is also because of this matter.
Jiang Hui originally wanted to laugh it off as he did with Zhou Xiuwen, but then he changed his mind and thought that if the other party could really digest it, he would not remember it now.
Zhou Xiuwen is a well-behaved and upright person, but surprisingly open-minded. Huan Xian gives people the feeling of being unfettered, but surprisingly a little awkward.
Jiang Hui felt inexplicably emotional, and did not say anything to comfort her directly. She just changed the subject: "Today—" She turned her head to look at the simulated moon hanging high in the sky.
"… The military officers who escorted us are dead." Jiang Hui suddenly said something completely unrelated.
Huan Xian looked at the girl silently without interrupting.
"You know what? It was me who first suggested that they turn back for rescue. They... originally planned to send us away first before turning back for rescue, but they changed their minds because of our suggestion."
"We all got out safely in the end, but they all died in the chaos."
"I don't know what happened to cause them to die, but this is the unchangeable result - they are all dead."
Jiang Hui thought that she still cared about it. When she heard the news, her heart stopped for a moment, as if her soul had died at that moment.
It doesn't hurt, but it penetrates deep into the bone marrow.
She had only thought of using this as an example to illustrate similar situations, but when she spoke it out completely... Jiang Hui suddenly had the desire to confide in the other person. At this moment, she was no longer a listener, but instead became a confused person seeking help from others.
"I am not the one who caused this chaos. I am just a victim. The direct position that determined their sacrifice has nothing to do with me, and even..." Jiang Hui's voice was a little stuck, and he seemed to be a little confused as he spoke, but he still wanted to use accurate words to describe his thoughts: "We put aside our own safety to help them."
"But the result is that they all died. So many people survived, even Clarence and I survived in a situation that was almost impossible to survive. But they all died quietly in the flames of guarding. Why?"
"If..." Jiang Hui didn't know why, as she spoke, she couldn't help but feel a strong bitterness in her chest. At this moment, she finally came to her senses, and she was actually still upset, because she faced such a short and cruel sacrifice: "I said if - if I didn't say too much at the beginning, and let them send them to the other end of the passage quietly. Would Clarence be able to leave the scene safely without being injured? Maybe they could avoid a fatal moment, and wouldn't they die?"
At this moment, Jiang Hui realized that she had been thinking this way in her heart. Perhaps it was because of her self-righteous advice that both parties failed to get a good result. So could it be that all this was because of her...
Jiang Hui slightly widened his eyes and turned his head to the side, trying to hold back the tears that were welling up in his eyes due to physiological reaction, so as not to scare the equally confused boy opposite him.
Before she could hold back her bitterness, she heard a young man not far away sigh. Then he stood up, stretched out his hand, and seemed to hand something to her.
Jiang Hui turned back and silently pushed the other person's hand back: "I'm not crying." What kind of look did she make by handing her a handkerchief? It made her look like a crybaby.
"Well, you didn't cry." But the other party did not take back his hand, and insisted on handing the handkerchief forward.
Seeing that the other party was really insisting, Jiang Hui had no choice but to take it. Holding it in his palm, the discomfort in his heart quietly disappeared a lot.
"Thanks."
The two of them took turns attacking and were confused for a moment, then suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
After a long time, just when Jiang Hui thought that the two would remain silent, the other party suddenly said, "It's not your fault." The young man said in a deep voice, word by word.
Jiang Hui looked at the other person, but Huan Xian didn't look at her either. He just looked in the direction of the moonlight that was spreading all over the ground. He seemed to be obsessed with counting the checkered bricks on the ground, and repeated the sentence again.
"You are right. We were not the ones who caused this disaster. It was those ambitious people who did whatever it took to achieve their goals. They are the ones who committed the sin and they are the ones who should be ashamed. You don't have to feel burdened by this."
"And Clarence probably wouldn't agree with what you said, right? He would never blame you for his injury just because you suggested those soldiers to return for help. Perhaps for him, what is really worth being grateful for is that you braved the flames of war and brought him out of the desperate situation of death step by step. We don't think you did anything wrong."
"As for the soldiers who died—" Huan Xian retracted his gaze and looked into the eyes of the girl opposite him: "You probably still can't understand... For every soldier who has sworn to protect the safety of the empire and its citizens, death is not something far away. On the contrary, they are always prepared to die for the future and glory of the empire."
"We never regret the decisions we make, nor do we fear death and threats. There is no if, only the present. If you are afraid, please call our name. I am willing to fight for you until my life ends. We are the Empire's Lions." Huan Xian chanted in a strange language.
It was not any language that Jiang Hui recognized, but strangely, she actually understood it, because in this body's incomplete memory, she had heard such a song before, from Jiang Hui's mouth.
The young officer hugged his young daughter and sang an old military ballad in a low voice. The little girl was drowsy. The usually cold and hard woman sat on the other side with her hands folded and her eyes slightly closed. The two of them were guarding the girl in the middle together.
Such a rare and heartwarming scene is so unforgettable that even Jiang Hui, a latecomer, still remembers it vividly and cannot forget it.