Rebirth of Bloody Romance

On the day before the final between Italy and West Germany, the night fell and the moonlight was like a stream. Zhong Yuemin sat on the balcony of his hotel in Spain, holding a glass of red wine and looking at the brightly lit street scene in the distance. He was in a relaxed and happy mood, after all, tomorrow was a grand event in the football world, but he knew that tonight was destined to be restless.

Li Wenbo, a man who usually doesn't talk much but is thoughtful, is standing alone in front of Zhong Yuemin's room, his hands clenched and his face tense. He takes a deep breath and finally musters the courage to knock on the door.

"Wenbo, you're here." Zhong Yuemin opened the door and looked at Li Wenbo's strange expression, feeling a little confused.

Li Wenbo walked into the room and sat on the sofa, but he didn't speak for a long time. Tiny beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, as if he was struggling with something.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but frown. "Wenbo, you're not that kind of person in my impression. What's the matter? Tell me more clearly."

Li Wenbo took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. "Mr. Zhong, I said yes. But you can't blame me."

"Tell me! I won't blame you." Zhong Yuemin said calmly, but he already had a feeling that things were not that simple.

"Mr. Zhong, what are your plans after the World Cup?"

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment. What was there to hide? Why did he spend so much time talking about it? "What can I do? I'll go back! I have a lot of things to do! What do you want?"

Li Wenbo took a deep breath, his inner struggle seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, and he finally mustered up the courage to break the silence. "Mr. Zhong, it's about Miss Qin..." His voice was low and hesitant, as if every word carried a thousand pounds of weight.

Zhong Yuemin's heart tightened, he seemed to feel a strong premonition approaching, he stood up suddenly, his eyes full of anxiety and worry. "Qin Ling, what happened to her?" His voice trembled, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.

Li Wenbo looked at Zhong Yuemin's anxious expression, and a trace of sympathy rose in his heart. He gritted his teeth and continued, "Miss Qin is fine, it's just that she..." He paused deliberately, as if to give Zhong Yuemin some time to prepare mentally.

However, Zhong Yuemin couldn't wait any longer. He urged anxiously, "What's wrong with her? Tell me." His voice was full of anxiety and uneasiness, as if he was afraid of hearing some bad news.

Li Wenbo took a deep breath and finally told Zhong Yuemin the news that shocked him. "Miss Qin gave birth to a baby, and it's already been a month."

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment, as if a thunderclap had exploded in his mind. He stared at Li Wenbo with wide eyes, looking at him in disbelief, as if he was trying to find a hint of a joke on his face. However, Li Wenbo's expression was extremely serious, as he knew what this news meant to Zhong Yuemin.

For a moment, the whole room fell silent. Zhong Yuemin's mood changed from anxiety to shock, and then to the current complex and indescribable. He couldn't imagine that the woman with whom he had a deep relationship had given birth to a child without his knowledge.

Li Wenbo stood quietly aside, knowing that his mission had been accomplished.

Zhong Yuemin seemed to be struck by lightning, and he stood there in a daze for a long time. He stared at Li Wenbo with wide eyes and asked again in a trembling voice, "You...you just said that Qin Ling...she gave birth to a child? Did I hear it right?"

Li Wenbo nodded, took a deep breath, and continued, "Yes, Mr. Zhong. Miss Qin gave birth to a girl last month. Both mother and daughter are safe."

"I...how could I not know? When did you know? Why didn't you tell me?" Zhong Yuemin murmured to himself, his voice full of self-blame.

Li Wenbo sighed and explained. "Miss Qin has been hiding it from you, and she didn't let me tell you. She said that if I told you, she would go to a place where you couldn't find her. Mr. Zhong, don't worry! I arranged four bodyguards and a nanny for Miss Qin. Mr. Zhong, you asked me to give you 200 million. I privately gave Miss Qin 500 million US dollars. Mr. Zhong, you won't blame me, right? You just said that you wouldn't blame me."

Zhong Yuemin didn't care what he said at all. He came to Li Wenbo, grabbed his arm, and asked anxiously, "Where is the child? I want to see her, I want to see Qin Ling and the child!"

"Mr. Zhong, Miss Qin is in the United States. I will make arrangements right away."

"Then go and arrange it quickly."

Zhong Yuemin sat in the hotel, staring at the football match on TV with empty eyes. His eyes seemed to penetrate the TV and see the distant future. He had long lost all interest in the upcoming World Cup champion. His heart was occupied by an unspeakable secret and could no longer be shaken by any game.

Avril quietly pulled Song Xiangjun's sleeve and whispered, "What happened to Zhong Yuemin today? Why do I feel like he's a little weird?"

Song Xiangjun frowned slightly. She also noticed that something was wrong with Zhong Yuemin. Yesterday they were still chatting and laughing together, discussing the next game. At that time, Zhong Yuemin was full of fun and humor. But today, he seemed like a different person, silent and his eyes lost their former spirit.

"I don't know either." Song Xiangjun sighed. "Maybe he has something on his mind."

At this time, Li Wenbo opened the door and walked in. He came to Zhong Yuemin and whispered, "Mr. Zhong, we can't leave here until the day after tomorrow at the earliest."

"The day after tomorrow then."

"Ok."

Avril frowned, with some doubt in her eyes. She turned to look at Song Xiangjun and asked again in a low voice, "Xiangjun, are you sure he's okay? He's really not in a good condition. He's leaving here tomorrow night. Did he tell you where he's going?"

Song Xiangjun also seemed a little confused. She shook her head and said, "I really don't know. He didn't tell me where he was going. He was still talking about the game with great interest yesterday. Why did he suddenly become so cold today?"

The two looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes. Zhong Yuemin's sudden change was indeed strange.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin suddenly stood up, his face expressionless, as if he was worried about something. He looked at the two of them and said calmly, "Teacher Song, I'm going to go out and get some fresh air. You guys stay here and watch the game." After that, he turned and left.

Avril and Song Xiangjun looked at each other, feeling even more confused. They decided to follow him to see what happened to Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin walked in the corridor, his steps were a little heavy. His heart was full of contradictions and struggles. He didn't know how to face Qin Ling and the girl he had never met. To be honest, he was not mentally prepared yet.

However, he still had to go anyway. Just as he was lost in thought, Avril and Song Xiangjun followed him. They saw a trace of fatigue and confusion in Zhong Yuemin's eyes.

Song Xiangjun walked up and asked softly, "Zhong Yuemin, what happened to you? Can you tell me?"

Zhong Yuemin raised his head and looked at Song Xiangjun's concerned eyes. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Teacher Song, after the World Cup, I have to go to the United States for something. Will you return to China first, or come with me?"

"Going to America? What are you going there for?"

"Something happened. I'm going to meet a friend."

After hearing his words, Avril and Song Xiangjun were stunned. Especially Song Xiangjun, she didn't expect Zhong Yuemin to have friends in the United States. "Then I'll go with you! I can just go and see my classmates and teachers."

"Okay, I get it."

In the summer of 1982, the glory of Italian football instantly ignited the passion of fans around the world. After an exciting match, the Italian team defeated the powerful Federal Republic of Germany with a score of to without any suspense and successfully won the World Cup championship. At that moment, the entire Apennine Peninsula was boiling, and the joy of victory was overflowing in every corner.

At the same time, in another corner away from the competition, Avril and her team were also celebrating their victory. Zhong Yuemin, Song Xiangjun, Ning Wei and Li Wenbo, the five outstanding players who have won many awards in the competition, finally won a generous bonus with their wisdom and courage.

Avril was obviously very happy. She raised her glass and said to Zhong Yuemin, "Zhong Yuemin, is there anything you need to do in the United States? Do you need my help?"

"Avril, thank you! We don't need it for now."

"If you need help, just tell me."

"Ok."

On July 7, as night fell, the Spanish airport was brightly lit and crowded with people. Zhong Yuemin, Song Xiangjun, Avril, Ning Wei and Li Kuiwenbo stood in the terminal hall, their faces showing both anticipation for an unknown journey and a final farewell to the land beneath their feet.

When the time came to 8:25 p.m., the boarding announcement sounded on time, and they followed the crowd to the boarding gate. Zhong Yuemin held the ticket tightly in his hand, and his heartbeat seemed to accelerate with the rhythm of his footsteps. He was about to board a plane to New York, where there were Qinling Mountains and his daughter whom he had never met.

Zhong Yuemin closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his excitement and anxiety. For him, this journey was not only a physical leap, but also a spiritual baptism and rebirth.

Zhong Yuemin thought of the past with Qin Ling, and those sweet and bitter memories came flooding back to his mind. He also thought of the girl he had never met, her appearance, her personality, her life... everything was unknown, but full of endless imagination.

Song Xiangjun gently patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder. "Zhong Yuemin, what happened to you? I see you're not in a good condition. What happened? Tell us and see if we can help."

Avril also said, "Zhong Yuemin, as long as you give Ning Wei to me, I can handle anything for you in the United States."

"Ning Wei? Why are you planning to take advantage of him?"

"I heard from Xiangjun that he is very capable. Be my bodyguard."

Zhong Yuemin stared at her intently, as if he wanted to see through her. Avril asked, "What's that look in your eyes?"

Zhong Yuemin said casually, "Do you still need a bodyguard?"

"What, what do you mean? I don't want to bother with you. What's the point of talking to you so much? I want to pay a high price to get him away from you."

"It's up to you. As long as Ning Wei agrees, I have no objection."

"You said it, if I succeed you must not regret it."

"No regrets."

Avril exchanged seats with someone and talked quietly with Ning Wei. Unfortunately, after Ning Wei knew why she came, he ignored her.

Li Wenbo stood quietly by, his eyes deep and firm, as if he was thinking about the meaning and value of life.

The plane slowly took off, flew through the clouds, and headed for the distant New York. Zhong Yuemin's heart also drifted far away. As the plane flew, time seemed to become long and short.

Zhong Yuemin closed his eyes and rested in his seat, his thoughts traveling through time and space, memories and reality intertwined. He imagined the moment of reuniting with Qin Ling, the moment of seeing his daughter, and felt excited and expectant.

After ten hours of flight, the plane finally landed at the New York airport, and Zhong Yuemin and his party walked out of the cabin. They stood on a strange land, feeling the prosperity and bustle of the city. Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath of fresh air, as if to leave all the fatigue and anxiety behind.

This was Avril's home ground. She had arranged a car to take them to the hotel they had booked. They enjoyed the night view of New York along the way. Zhong Yuemin looked at the bright lights outside the window, but he was not in the mood to appreciate them.

Avril asked proudly, "Zhong Yuemin, how do you feel about New York?"

"pretty good."

Avril widened her eyes and asked in disbelief, "Gone?"

"Gone."

"You, you, you, I won't talk to boring people like you."

Arriving at the hotel, Avril looked completely different after getting off the car. How should I put it? She looked like she didn't want anyone to approach her and was very cold.

Zhong Yuemin was stunned. Seeing his expression, Song Xiangjun explained in a low voice, "This girl always behaves like this in front of outsiders. Therefore, she has few friends."

Zhong Yuemin nodded, thoughtfully.

After settling in the hotel, Zhong Yuemin called Ning Wei and the other two over. "Captain, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Li Wenbo and I have something to do, so we have to leave for a few days. During this time, the three of you should protect Teacher Song. If she asks about me, tell her that I am in a hurry and will be back soon."

"Okay Captain."

After Zhong Yuemin finished speaking, he and Li Wenbo walked out of the hotel. A taxi came and drove away.

After a while, Avril and Song Xiangjun came to look for Zhong Yuemin. But they didn't find him in his room, so they came to ask Ning Wei, "Where is Zhong Yuemin? Why isn't he in his room?"

"The captain has something urgent to do, so he left first. Let us wait for him here."

"Then why didn't you three go?"

"The captain asked us to stay and protect Teacher Song."

"Haha, this guy is quite kind to women."

Song Xiangjun patted Avril gently. "Girl, don't talk nonsense."

"Did I say anything wrong? I asked him for it, but that bastard Zhong Yuemin wouldn't give it to me. Now he's leaving it to you. It's so infuriating."