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He comes from the firelight. Which chapter does the paper novel of the next book begin with?

Chapter one hundred and forty-eight He comes from the light.

He will protect this country, and I will protect him.

Far and wide, all of them are concerned with the past, and there is still a breath, and there is more than one fight.

My life belongs to the country, but my heart belongs to her.

When I joined the army, I promised myself that I would be loyal to the party, the motherland, the people and never betray. After so many years, I kept my oath, went in and out of the fire more than a thousand times, and saved thousands of people. Now I only have one wish-to keep her safe.

What they guard with their lives.

That's how you stepped on it.

Qi Lin, you disappoint me.

"When I joined the army, my life belonged to the country. Maybe I can't help it, but my heart is hers. "

"I hope you understand that I will not let go until I die."

"I told you before, if you can't stop other people's mouths, then cover your ears. It's actually ostrich behavior. Before others scold me, I won't look, think, block, and then live in my own world. I protect myself, but I can't protect the people I want to protect. My mother taught me this. In the past 20 years, I have learned nothing, but I have learned two words to escape. "

There was silence outside the window, dead trees and countless branches, yellow leaves falling to the ground, and buds sprouting on the branches. This is all hope-

But I am surrounded by lovers who are about to travel.

The next road, you have to walk alone.

No company, it doesn't matter, there are lovers in the distance.

"Why are you crying?" She hugged her arms and looked down at her with a sneer: "You haven't experienced anything worse!" "

Do you know how it feels when they trample on the people you love?

The instructor said: "Being a soldier will be addictive, and I will be more and more proud of my identity in the future. Even if you leave the army and meet someone on the road, you will yell, I used to be a soldier, don't fucking embarrass my rank. "

After drinking ice for ten years, blood is hard to cool.

The most unacceptable thing is rank, and the most unacceptable thing is emotion.

Her choice remains the same. In that case, she can't go on with feelings full of public opinion and irony.

She can't look at the person she loves, be trampled by public opinion, and live in her own world forever.

There is no way to bind a person with his own promises. In her world, she can't see the light and the future. She even thought that this might be her life.

Her soul is loyal, but it is also indifferent.

She can abandon the whole world for him.

But she can't stand him being abandoned by the world.

They met at the best age and met again at the most appropriate time.

I may be lost, but I haven't changed.

Through thousands of miles, Wan Li, clouds, each one is you.

In the clouds, it is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen.

The glory of my life is you.

And over there, the plane flashed by, blowing off a piece of white fog, and the cloud was connected with the picture and headed straight for the unknown distance.

Pigeons fly and the lake sings.

Since then.

You go south, I'll go north.

We all started from scratch.

Years, all your tenderness, I don't take away.

Goodbye, my captain.

In the midsummer of July, the heat is pressing, cicadas sing among the treetops, the sun shines from the top of the head, the ground is burnt, and a gust of wind rolls up casually, which is suffocating.

"In this world, apart from life and death, which one is not meddling?"

"Xigu, you can't block other people's mouths, so cover your ears.

Yes, there are many kinds of voices in this world that will try to disturb our hearts. When you are in trouble, they step on a few feet without mercy. They are cynical, they laugh, they try to step on you and look at your jokes cynically.

I hope you will fall into hell and never turn over.

"At the beginning of the South, people were old and lonely."

Woke up in the middle of the night, surrounded by emptiness, windy at night, no one warm, lonely eyebrows.

It's sentiment. It is also a confession. ……