Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"Ahem, why are you here? Where is Xiao Xun?"

I coughed to hide my embarrassment.

Then I asked where Xiao Xun was, because Xiao Xun was usually responsible for tidying up my room.

"Xiao Xun went to give medicine to Mo Mo. He may have to wait a while before he comes back. Why, why doesn't Brother Bai look like he's welcoming me?"

Liu Mengyun stood up, came to me, stared at me, and breathed like a blue.

Then the door was locked.

"No, no, I just didn't see Xiao Xun. Let me ask."

I looked at Xiao Xun who was very close to me with a normal expression.

Just kidding, after going through so much, I know how to control my emotions.

You really think I am a newbie in this building!

"Really? Did you forget something?"

Liu Mengyun said, taking out the whip from his waist.

I twitched the corners of my mouth, nodded and replied:

"When you say that, it seems that I have indeed forgotten something."

After saying that, I consciously went to take the whip from Liu Mengyun's hand, sighing in my heart, there was nothing I could do.

"Brother Bai, please whip me."

Liu Mengyun licked the corners of his mouth, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

"Promise me that you won't teach Xiao Xun any more strange knowledge, okay?"

I pulled my whip and made such a request to Liu Mengyun.

If I didn't remind her, it would be a real headache if two of these things appeared.

I said this and hit him with a whip.

"Hmm~ The Lun family knows~"

Liu Mengyun snorted, and then said coquettishly.

Hearing her perfunctory voice, my face darkened, "Tsk, tsk, you don't have a knowing attitude!"

Thinking of this, I involuntarily increased my strength on my hands...

……

In the afternoon, I finally saw off Liu Mengyun. The election manager was tomorrow, and I originally planned to rest all afternoon.

Unexpectedly, the phone rang again.

I picked up the phone a little irritably and decided that if it wasn't an important person, I would just hang up.

But having said that, those who know my mobile phone number are usually the people who are more important to me.

Looking at the phone, it showed that it was Diao Peng calling me.

I'm a little surprised. I wonder why he is calling me at this point?

Diao Peng told me that he also wanted to be a supervisor. Could it be that he wanted to compete with me for the supervisor?

I narrowed my eyes slightly, but still took it.

Even if Liu Ming is behind Diao Peng, he can't interfere in such a matter, right?

Besides, I still have formal channels to run for election. I don’t believe that no matter how powerful Diao Peng is, he can make all these group leaders vote for him overnight.

"Hey, Brother Peng, what's the matter?"

When the call was connected, I opened my mouth with a classic greeting.

"Yes, come to my place."

On the other end of the phone, Diao Peng's voice was hoarse and not as brisk as before, as if there was a big mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat.

Just hearing his voice makes people feel panicked.

"Well, okay, I'll come now."

I agreed, and the other party hung up the phone without saying another word.

The conversation didn't mention what it was, but the topic of supervisors wasn't involved.

It seems that I am trying to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart.

He took out a pack of Huazi from the drawer and stood up with a wry smile.

There is no way, I am a very tired person, and I can't rest for a moment.

Can you reject Diao Peng? Obviously, it cannot be refused.

After a while, I arrived at Diao Peng's place by a familiar route.

He was waiting for me downstairs. Compared with him before, he now has obvious dark circles under his eyes and is a little depressed.

There is stubble all over the face, which looks very prickly.

I even have white hair on my head.

Damn, to be honest, I was a little surprised.

How many days have we not seen each other? A man in his twenties and thirties could be so decadent.

It can be said that the age reflected by his appearance is more than ten years older than his actual age.

"Brother Peng, you..., why are you a little old?"

When I came to him, I handed him a cigarette and wanted to say something, but I was a big dick and didn't know how to express it.

I can only tell you what I saw with my own eyes.

Diao Peng sighed lightly, took the cigarette from my hand, and then wrinkled his already frowning brows again.

He lit the cigarette, took a deep puff, his chest rose and fell, and exhaled a puff of smoke, as if he wanted to exhale all the troubles he encountered.

"Cough cough."

I don't know whether it was because he breathed too fast or because of something else, but he coughed violently.

When I saw this, I raised my hand and patted his back. I couldn't figure out what happened to Diao Peng to become like this.

"Brother Peng, what happened to you? If you are in a panic, you can tell me."

After taking pictures of his back, I smoked a cigarette beside him and looked at Diao Peng with squinted eyes.

"You come with me."

Diao Peng took one last drag of his cigarette, threw it on the ground and stamped it out. He glanced at the jeep next to him and asked me to follow him.

"Then let's take a walk."

I nodded and indicated that I could accompany him.

I really want to see Diao Peng do such a thing.

When I got to the car, I sat in the passenger seat.

Diao Peng did not start the car immediately, but first trimmed his beard with a razor beside him.

I was stunned, but I didn't know who he was meeting. He needed to tidy up his appearance first.

However, I did not ask for an exit, and it was not appropriate to ask for an exit at this time.

After Diao Peng arranged the instruments, he started driving the car skillfully.

After leaving the park, the road I drove on was not any of the roads I took out of the park.

Along the way, the atmosphere inside the car seemed very depressing.

I wanted to speak several times, but seeing Diao Peng's sad face, I swallowed the words that came to my lips.

In the end, Diao Peng didn't tell me, so I didn't bother to ask.

He took out his cigarette and started smoking in the car.

An hour or two later, the car stopped in front of a hospital in the city.

Looking at the quiet hospital at the entrance, I frowned. Could it be that cousin Diao Peng is in the hospital?

However, I haven’t heard the news!

"Get out of the car."

Diao Peng asked me to get out of the car and took out the flowers and fruits prepared in the back seat of the jeep.

My eyes became even more confused. There is no need to be so grand when visiting Sister Qiong, right?

With doubts, I followed Brother Peng to room 214 on the second floor.

After all, this hospital has relatively complete facilities.