Before Edelweiss, who closed the car door a little later, had finished her words, Wei Ran had already taken out his kettle and unscrewed the lid.

"I poured a pot in advance." Wei Ran pointed to the top of Edelweiss's head. The latter reacted and immediately took off the two glasses, allowing Wei Ran to pour half a glass for each of them.

"Ding"

Amidst the crisp and sweet collision sound, the goblets in the hands of the two men gently bumped together. At that moment, Edelweiss, who had been tense all day, seemed to have received a signal, and his whole body

Everyone seemed to be more relaxed.

As if taking poison to avoid reality, Edelweiss poured all the red wine in the glass into her stomach in one breath, and then picked up Wei Ran's kettle.

After a moment of hesitation, she put down the wine glass, held the kettle in both hands and took a sip of the wine inside.

"Are you under a lot of pressure?" Wei Ran, who just took a sip of wine, finally asked.

"Um..."

Edelweiss responded with a voice that almost only she could hear. Her petite body curled up on the driver's seat, holding the bottle of red wine that was like a life-saving potion to her and said in a daze, "I'm afraid.

.”

"Are you afraid..."

"I want to go home"

Edelweiss, who was almost emotionally broken, covered her mouth tightly, lowered her voice, and said while holding back her tears, "I really want to leave here, leave immediately. I want to go home, and I don't want to die here."

"You now..."

Wei Ran paused, and seeing that the Living Ancestor did not stop him, he boldly continued, "It's still too late for you to leave now."

"I..."

After a moment of hesitation, Edelweiss took a sip of wine, then shook her head hard, "I can't leave, I can't abandon you and leave by myself, but...but...I'm so scared."

well...

Wei Ran sighed and drank the remaining red wine in the glass. Then he carefully wrapped the goblet in newspaper and stuffed it into the mesh bag above his head.

In the dim sky, Wei Ran stretched out his hand towards Edelweiss. The latter, like a child who had been wronged, curled her lips and shed uncontrollable tears, and handed one of her hands to Wei Ran.

, then crawled over the hood between the two people, and lay down in Wei Ran's arms just like last night, letting him hold her, crying unbridled in his arms, venting the thick emotions that could not be dissipated at all.

fear.

Similarly, Wei Ran, who was holding this girl, was also drawing some luxurious comfort from her.

He knew very well in his heart, just as Edelweiss knew very well in his heart that the lust between a man and a woman might not ferment at all between them.

But they couldn't resist drawing the precious warmth from each other's arms, just like... just like two poor children hugging each other tightly to keep warm in the winter in Leningrad.

Of course Xue Ronghua is afraid. For this little princess who came from a developed country and was pampered and grew up, everything here is her dream, but it is also a nightmare she has never experienced before.

No, maybe in her original understanding, the nightmare might just be "falling into the mud but not being able to take a bath", or maybe "a man-eating monster with goat's horns".

But here, everything here is a real nightmare for her, beyond her cognition.

It was a nightmare that made her run away and hide behind her omnipotent grandfather.

But who is born to be a fearless warrior?

Wei Ran? He is definitely not.

Are those Palestinian children born to experience nightmares? I'm afraid they are not.

"A warrior is not fearless"

Wei Ran hugged the thin girl who was biting his collar and crying, and murmured into her ear, "The warrior is obviously so frightened that he is about to run away, but he still chooses to stay.

Snow... Clara, you are already a warrior."

"Are they warriors like those patchwork tank soldiers in the story you told last night?" Edelweiss raised her head, sucked in the slightly embarrassed snot bubbles, and asked with tearful eyes.

"Yes." Wei Ran couldn't help but hugged the other party tighter, "Like them."

"I want to hear you continue telling your stories on the battlefield."

Edelweiss took out a handkerchief and blew her nose in an incomprehensible manner, then inexplicably moved her face to the other shoulder that was not wet with tears and lay down, "You promised me to continue talking yesterday."

"That was the second time I participated in a battle. It was by a river."

Wei Ran gently put one hand on the other person's head, looked at the increasingly blurry outline of the building outside the window, and whispered, "There, I met a little boy who was even younger than Rama.

His name is Nicholas."

"Why is it a child again?" Edelweiss, who was held in Wei Ran's arms, could not help but tremble.

"yes"

Wei Ran, who was also trembling, sighed, "Why is he a child again..."

"He...did he survive?" Edelweiss hugged Wei Ran tightly and asked.

"Survived"

Wei Ran's voice became stronger, "He survived and is alive and well. He and his friends are left with a good question."

"What's the problem?" Edelweiss asked blankly, looking sideways at Wei Ran who was almost swallowed by the darkness.

"If there is only one film left in the camera, should it be used to record war or happiness."

"I choose happiness," Edelweiss said almost subconsciously, "but I also want to record the war, no, let's be happy."

"There is only one negative..."
Chapter completed!