CLASSMATES, HELLO!

CLASSMATES, HELLO!
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it's on the top of the mountain.


There was a narrow path with jagged stone foundations located between the green, winding, rocky mountains hidden among the trees on the mountain peak.


The afternoon sun dyed the cheeks of the mountaineering women in red.


On their backs they carried baskets, in their mouths always singing songs about the sunrise and sunset...


Get up early in the morning to herd the buffalo, go to the herd of buffalo, and the terraced fields.


In front of the mountain of rain fell, behind the mountain of clear skies, behind the mountain of clear skies, looking at the Red Army.


Red flag, who's red, who's red, who's red, knock down


coloniser


...


The song was transmitted by every mountain range, melodiously flying into the abyss, and falling into the ears of a girl.


The little girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a smooth oval face, large round eyes, thick eyelashes, a pointed nose, and beautiful lips.


The girl appeared to be lying motionless in the valley, with holes in her sleeves and trouser legs, and scratches on her forehead.


The end of his shirt was blown by a gentle breeze.


***


Nguyen Khe had regained consciousness, the first feeling was that the whole body would break into pieces, the pain spread throughout the limbs, like a broken tendon again, so.


He heard a gentle breeze in his ear, a crisp song in the distance, a melody like a song, but his body was like being burdened by a boulder.


Consciousness slowly awakened, the body while out of control, Nguyen Khe wanted to open his eyes. But it takes effort to open your eyes, and it takes a long time to create a gap.


From that crack, he could see the blue sky, the left corner was illuminated by the afternoon sun was only red, no other colors could be seen.


He gently took a breath, breathed with difficulty, slowly opened his eyes, suddenly someone appeared in his vision.


More precisely, a male student.


The male student seemed to be around thirteen or fourteen years old, his entire face glowing.


Nguyen Khe could not see his facial expression clearly, but he could clearly see the fur on his cheek.


He saw her open her mouth to speak, but could not hear what she was saying, only a humming sound could be heard in her ears.


His head was dizzy, it took a lot of effort to open his eyes, so he decided to close his eyes.


His consciousness was half awake and half asleep, he felt his butt being pulled off the ground, placed on his back, and then slowly walking forward. The person carrying him also appeared to be extremely weak, each step seemed to use all of his strength.


I don't know how long, the sound of the explosion in my ears gradually diminished, Nguyen Khe heard the wind again, but it was no longer the sound of a nightingale. He tried to open his eyelids, seeing that the sky was already dark, not far from there was a house built along the mountain.


The house looked very old and dilapidated, let alone having only one floor.


He did not have the strength to think about other things, nor did he have the strength to look for long, closing his eyes again.


Not knowing how long, he heard a calm female voice ask, "Who is this?"


Nguyen Khe was dropped, lying on a board.


He heard the voice of the male student take a breath and said, "I don't know, I'm in a coma."