"sure."

Xiao Zhanmo nodded slightly. He didn't expect Song Mingguang to say such things.

He knew that Song Mingguang's late friend was himself.

but……

"Why do you think of me as your friend?"

After Song Mingguang drank a big sip of strong wine, he said blankly: "Because there are some words, I don't know who to say to."

"I don't know who I can tell."

"It's been a whole year."

"I still can't get out."

Xiao Zhanmo raised his eyebrows and said, "I have heard that your team members died in battle in the battle with the Demon King Group?"

Hearing this, Song Mingguang's eyebrows and eyes twisted into a ball with a bitter frown, and his palms holding the wine pot began to tremble inexplicably.

He lowered his head and said hoarsely: "Yes..."

Suddenly, he took a deep breath and returned to his normal tone.

"Do you know?"

"I've been a child from someone else's family since I was a child."

"I am Song Mingguang, the eldest son of the alliance's largest family today."

"I am a gift of infinite strength of the Son of Light."

"I have never slacked off in practicing."

"My father told me since he was a child that Song Mingguang was born to be a hero."

"I don't think this sentence is stressful."

"I like being a hero."

"I like to stand in front of the world, reveal light, and give them a feeling of light."

"only……"

Song Mingguang suddenly swallowed even more.

"Just why this is the case."

Xiao Zhanmo raised his eyebrows and said nothing, asking Song Mingguang to continue talking by himself.

After another sip of the strong wine, his cheeks turned slightly red.

"At that time, my elders and everyone around me told me that the opportunity for my awakening was in a girl called "Black".

"So I'm going to approach her."

"Later, I didn't expect that I really fell in love with her."

"But when I thought about it, it was great, and I could get along with that girl more sincerely."

"No girl can refuse sincerity, right?"

"Then what?"

"During that time, I was immersed in my relationship with the black and was lazy in training."

"In the end, it caused the death of my teammate."

"I comfort myself, I'm only eighteen years old, what's wrong with me like a girl?"

"Don't you want to fall in love when you were eighteen years old? Don't you have someone you like?"

"Why is it a sin to come to my side??"

Song Mingguang became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Yes, it's a sin!"

"I'm not an ordinary 18-year-old boy, I'm Song Mingguang!"

"I am a natural hero!"

"It's wrong to be obsessed with feelings!"

"Because of emotional matters, the sacrifice of teammates is unforgivable!"

"Yes, the sins are unforgivable!!!"

Song Mingguang suddenly crushed the wine pot in his hand, roared angrily, and said, "I don't know how to convince myself so far!"

"I would even rather be me who died there at that time!"

"People are dead!"

"Nothing can be made up! Nothing is useful, nothing is meaningless to do!"

"Die is dead, it's gone!"

"And I don't have a reason to calm myself down yet!"

"There are also members of other teams who died, but they tried their best. They were not lazy and did not drag their backs in the battle!"

"just me!"

"I have no reason, no excuse."

"It's failure, it's... the sins are unforgivable!"

"From that day, I felt that everyone around me was laughing at me and blaming me."

"Even if it's comforting, I feel very harsh!"

"I can't hear the names of those two dead teammates."

"I will be very irritable and manic when I hear it!"

"I feel like I'm crazy."

"I... feel like I can never be that so-called hero."

Speaking of this, Song Mingguang sighed and his emotions finally stabilized.

He finally said what he was in his heart.

These words cannot be said to others.

I told the team members that they were complaining and complaining, but they didn’t have enough experience and could not understand.

He told his elders that he seemed very incompetent, like a coward, and before he opened his mouth, he could imagine how he would be criticized.

So I can only talk to the old man in front of me.

Because he is a stranger.

It's just so strange.

Some words can't be said to the people around you, but they say them to strangers very smoothly.

At this time.

Song Mingguang drank another sip of wine, shook his head and sighed: "I really want to be like Xiao Fan."

"Death tragically."

"The medal of a hero was awarded to him and was recorded in textbooks."

"Instead of being nailed to the pillar of shame, a pillar of shame that can never be shaken away!"

Hearing this, Xiao Fan shook his head.

The failure after all efforts can be forgiven and understood, because it is fate and lack of luck.

But on the contrary, failure after no effort is his own problem and there is no excuse.

But Song Mingguang's failure is irreparable.

Just like he said.

People die and are gone.

How to make up for it.

At this time, Song Mingguang smiled miserably and said, "Mr. Xiao Zhanmo."

"The friend I told you who looks very much like you is actually Xiao Fan."

"I kept thinking, what would happen if it were Xiao Fan?"

"If Xiao Fan had encountered such a thing... he would have swallowed all the pain and slaughtered all the enemies, right?"

"But even so, can Xiao Fan's heart be at peace?"

"Maybe he can, but I can't, you know what I mean?"
To be continued...