The night sky was full of stars, and cuckoos were chirping from the jungle in the distance. Everyone surrounded the fire, ate the skewers roasted by the fat man himself, drank beer, and laughed freely.

Song Beichuan handed Buer Jingji a handful of mutton skewers and said, "Try our skewers."

He opened his mouth so hard that only the most heat-resistant teeth could touch the skewers. Then he tore off a piece of it hard, sucking air, cooling the meat in his mouth, and chewing it quickly.

After swallowing it into his stomach, he raised his thumbs up and said, "It's delicious, very proud food."

Song Beichuan smiled and said, "Okay, go get whatever you want. I won't greet you here. Lailaizi is there too. You can talk to her about the past."

Buer Jingji shook his head and said, "Let me go, I finally put her here here, I will never dare to take her back."

Looking at his fearful expression, Song Beichuan asked, "What's wrong with you? As for, she is good at protecting you, isn't it good to."

"I'll tell you the truth, Laila likes me."

"This is a good thing."

"That's not necessarily true. But I treat her all the time. Before I became the president of Hualing Club, I found a woman and treated me very well. I liked her very much, so I dated for a while. Later one day, I was discovered at the dock and became a pile of corpses."

"What did she do?"

"That's right."

Song Beichuan didn't expect that this usually polite little girl would be so cruel!

"Then wouldn't it be like you keeping her next to me?"

"It's okay, she doesn't like you! What are you afraid of!"

But at this time, Lailaizi actually walked over from the side, holding a few meat skewers in her hand. She first greeted Buer Jingji politely, and then handed the meat skewers to Song Beichuan. The most important thing was that there was a love in her eyes.

After listening to the words of Buer Jingji, he couldn't help but feel that this love turned into a chill on him and shivered.

"Brother Buer, hurry up and take this little girl away." Song Beichuan could not let this little girl stay here for the safety of Qiao Yueyi and Feng Xiuqing.

Buer Jingji smiled and said, "Lailaizi is also a gift I gave to you by my brother to protect your safety. After all, we are allies now. If you have any danger, I will suffer. You said right!"

Song Beichuan looked at Buer Jingji's rogue face and couldn't turn his back. After all, he just provided him with information from the Yamaguchi Group, so he still had a certain effect.

"Would you like to follow me, Lailaizi."

She bowed and said, "I am willing to serve you, my honor."

"But, under any circumstances, no matter what the hell is allowed, no one is allowed to kill without my permission. Did you hear that, especially my lover!"

"Ah! Jingji! You must have told the story of that stinky woman. I have already said that that woman was sent by the enemy to assassinate you. She has explained so many times, why don't you believe me?"

After hearing this, Song Beichuan knew that there must be a hidden story. In his understanding, Lailaizi did have a little temper. She was very willful in front of Buer Jingji, and sometimes cold in front of strangers. As for other aspects, everything was normal. She was not like the perverted murderer who would cut her love rival into pieces.

Song Beichuan was too lazy to listen to the quarrels and left quietly when they were not paying attention.

Seeing the fat man beside him, he was busy at this time. The oven in front of him was very long, the charcoal was strong, and sweat flowed down his forehead into his eyes. He blinked in a hot eye. Liu Juan saw that she found a white towel from somewhere and tied it to his forehead and said, "Leave this job to others. You are already a team leader. You should also worry about your image and not do whatever you want."

The fat man shook his head and said, "What regiment commander is not a regiment commander? Are there any soldiers here? These are old friends. What are some of them? Hurry up, grab a handful of chili powder for me."

Liu Juan shook her head with a smile. She is quite a big man. Sometimes she likes to make a fuss as crazy as her children, and is not serious.

I still grabbed a handful of chili powder and sprinkled it onto the mutton skewers.

“Spray it evenly, it’s delicious.”

Li Xiaodong walked over and said, seeing Liu Juan, he said politely: "Yo, sister-in-law, this meat skewers are good. Fatty can make money by doing this in the future."

"I'll give you some food, and I'll say some cheap words and behave like you. I'll open a bottle of wine for me!"

"Isn't this a trivial matter yet? Wait." He brought a bottle of beer and handed it to the fat man.

He took a hard drink, and the sweat on his face became heavier.

Li Xiaodong said: "I'll bake for a while, it's interesting to you."

"Can you do it? Stop baking it anymore." The fat man smiled and gave up the place for him, sitting beer aside.

Song Beichuan asked Li Xiaodong to take a squid exam. At this time, he saw Yuan Cheng and Cui Xiuli coming over. Their current relationship was very good. Cui Xiuli held Yuan Cheng's arm tightly, one was fair and beautiful, while the other was dark and vicissitudes.

"Dachengzi doesn't look old normally. When you walk with your wife, you don't look like a couple, but your daughter." The fat man joked.

Only their relationship can make such a joke. If it were someone else, Yuan Cheng would have turned against him. He was used to being in the army with the fat man, so he would not care anymore, so he just pretended to curse.

Choi Soo-li can understand some Chinese now. When she heard the fat man say this, she smiled and said, "You should be obedient when you go back. I'll get you some mask and take care of it. Then you will be a little brother."

Yuan Cheng's old face turned red, and then he laughed and scolded: "You fat man! It's all you!"

"No, no, I'll punish myself for one cup."

Yuan Cheng then walked to Song Beichuan, raised his glass and said, "I really have to thank you for our affairs. I want to toast you for this glass!"

Song Beichuan drank the wine in his glass and said, "I feel happy to see you two so happy now."

Zhang Shouren and Cong Mingyao are not the kind of people who like to drink. They are also interested in this kind of heroic barbecue, and they don’t know what to talk about there.

Seeing this, Song Beichuan became interested and walked over. He listened to what they were talking about. After listening for a long time, he felt bored. Even during the meal, the two of them were discussing work tirelessly, how to plan and build the current base to restore people's previous living standards, and all kinds of things.

He didn't want to bother them, and felt uncomfortable when he saw Bai Rongfeng sitting there alone.

He was unwilling to speak or share his affairs. He was now in a state of amnesia and had no friends. However, there were many girls around him who were attentive, and there were many little girls in the base area, and sometimes they looked for him.

But Bai Rongfeng was so cold that he was not moved when he saw the beauty, and still showed off a poker face. Any girl was willing to put her warm face on her cold butt? Within two days, his unique aura drove away all the girls around him.

When she came to his side, Song Beichuan said, "Why don't you go to have a meal?"

"I'm full."

His words were as short as ever.

"Did you remember what happened in the past recently? For example, what happened between us?"

He nodded, shook his head again, and said, "I have had some dreams, intermittent dreams. I can't tell whether it is reality or dreams. Those dreams are like they have happened, and they really appear in front of me. Every time I wake up, I sweat in a cold sweat."

Song Beichuan widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief. He suddenly said so many things to himself. He was stunned for a long time and said, "What have you dreamed of? Tell me, maybe we have experienced it together."

"In my dream, I seemed to be looking for something. Suddenly a man appeared in front of me and started fighting with me. Later I won, but I suddenly realized that the person lying on the ground was me!"

A tender voice sounded, "Brother Bai is telling another ghost story!"

Ye Ting, a little devil, emerged from somewhere.

He touched Ye Ting's head and said, "Your Brother Bai is talking about his dream."

"There are all fakes in the dream!" Ye Ting said with a smile.

Song Beichuan recalled Ye Ting's words and said, "Bai Cai, he is only in his teens, and he understands that what we adults are confused about, and dreams are all fake. Since you have forgotten the past, you might as well forget it completely. Although you don't know you very well, I can feel that you are not happy. Since things have happened, try to live the current life and try to make yourself happier. You said right."

Bai Rongfeng had confusion in his eyes. Although he was amnesia, he did not understand the truth. He knew that Song Beichuan treated him well, like his own brother, and nodded and said, "Then how can I be happy, I don't know."

"The so-called happiness is to do what you want to do. As far as I know, you were a performer before, so you can continue performing!"

"Singing an opera?" Bai Rongfeng stood up with a smile, and suddenly shouted.

"The Han soldiers have already sang around the ground, and the king is full of energy. How can I live a life for the noble concubine?"

Song Beichuan was stunned. This was the first time he heard Bai Rongfeng sing an opera. From the lyrics, he could tell that he was singing Yu Ji's lyrics in Farewell My Concubine. His voice was so gentle and beautiful. He didn't expect that Bai Rongfeng, who was superb in swordsmanship, would actually be a female actor.

"Did you remember it?" Song Beichuan asked.

But he still shook his head. Ruan Qingyi ran over and said, "I'm going to take a picture, come quickly."

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "Okay, Rong Feng, let's go and take photos."

He pulled his hand to a camera. This time, the photo was not very formal, but everyone gathered together for fun, and everyone gathered in front of the bonfire.

There were all kinds of postures. The fat man raised his glass and Li Xiaodong with his back, and Liu Juan pulled his ears. Yuan Cheng and Cui Xiuli held hands, which was so sweet. Song Beichuan stood beside Feng Xiuqing and Qiao Yueyi, one on the left and right. Although it was a little awkward, he still squeezed out a smile. Bai Rongfeng and Ye Ting stood beside Feng Xiuqing. Hu Yong stood at the edge of the left, and Zhang Shouren and Cong Mingyao stood at the edge of the right.

Ruan Qingyi fiddled with the camera and said, "Everyone, say one, two, three, eggplant."

Song Beichuan suddenly interrupted: "Wait a minute, Shunchenjun, Buerjun and Lailaizi, come and take photos together and keep a souvenir."

Buer Jingji stood beside Cong Mingyao with a smile, and Lai Laizi and Shunchen Xiukan lined up one by one.

Shunchen Xiukan was also very moved. He never thought that he, a foreigner, could actually integrate into it.

"Come on one, two, three, eggplant." Ruan Qingyi hurriedly ran to Hu Yong's side as soon as he finished speaking.

Seeing the camera lit up, Song Beichuan smiled. He was very moved at this time. If it weren't for this disaster, he might have been working in the library, or he might have given up on himself because Liu Xinya dumped herself.

Maybe it is a bad thing for others, but for him, he has given his talents a place to use it and met this group of good friends who are in love with life and death.
Chapter completed!