when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom

I was taken back to the previous factory building, and as soon as I entered the door, everyone's eyes fell on me.

"What about the rest?"

"Where is the person walking with you?"

People keep asking me.

I shook my head.

"Hey! Why did you come back alone?"

Someone pushed me, I staggered, and I fell on the cold floor.

"died."

I speak softly.

"what?"

"They're dead! They're going to be experimental subjects! Have you ever seen a little white mouse? Beast!"

I cursed, tears streaming down my hair.

At noon that day, the sun was scorching hot, and it was even more sultry because I stayed in the iron factory building.For the first time, I felt what suffering is, and I kept wiping sweat.Just when I was a little dizzy, Hamano Ze appeared in front of me.

Hamano Ze said, "Liang Huai, I have something to tell you."

In the past three years, Hamanozawa has grown old just like me.There is a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, and when he speaks, he loses his usual vivacity and is replaced by a strange dullness.

I looked at Hamanozawa's face, lost my mind in a trance, was pulled up by Hamanozawa, and then obediently followed him.

I was put into a Japanese-style room.

For some reason, the room was so dark that I could barely make out what was inside.

After closing the door, Hamanozawa took off his glasses, his movements were gentle before that.

But I didn't expect that after that, Hamanozawa pressed on me without saying a word.

I banged hard against the wall, feeling a wet kiss on my lips.

I was defenseless, for a few seconds, my mind went blank, Hamanozawa's tongue slipped into my mouth, and I understood the reality in front of me.

The former Hamanozawa suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and he said with a blushing face, "I love you..."

The former Hamanozawa leaned on my shoulder and said affectionately, "Come back to Japan with me."

When did the tenderness and ambiguity in the past become so blatant?

This is simply a vicious wolf, like a Japanese official with a mustache walking proudly in a Chinese city, like a Japanese soldier wielding a bayonet to drive away sheep...

Then, Hamanozawa's hand penetrated into my underwear, and a nauseating feeling rushed into my throat instantly. I pushed hard with my hands, and I pushed away the flooded Hamanozawa.

After being pushed away by me, Hamanozawa finally regained consciousness. He calmed down, and I slowly shrank towards the corner of the wall.

I am afraid of the Japanese.

I am afraid of the Japanese who act recklessly on the land!

"Liang Huai, I've thought about it for a long time."

Hamano Ze's Chinese is no longer so authentic, and he said: "In fact, I have wanted to do this since I met you shortly. Do you know? I have been going crazy for the past three years, and the note you left me is very clear. It said "Northeast, Huacun, waiting for you for three years". After burying my mother, I came back quickly. I have been looking for you, but there is no news from you. How many nights, I regretted that I was so cowardly , when you are by my side, I dare not confess anything to you. Fortunately, God has eyes, let me see you again..."

"Liang Huai, I like you! It's not a friend, let alone a brother, but the love between a man and a woman!"

After finishing speaking, Hamanozawa approached me again, and I no longer allowed him to violate me, stretched out my fist, and hit him hard on the face.

"Bastard! Are you using me as an excuse? Do you think I don't understand what you're doing here? Are you conducting human experiments? Isn't it?"

To the point, Hamanozawa kept his eyes open and felt very guilty.

I grabbed Hamanozawa by the collar and said harshly, "Executioner!"

"What?" Hamanozawa seemed unfamiliar with the word 'executor'. After thinking for a long time, he squinted his eyes and asked, "You mean... I am a butcher?"

Any questions?

Is this adjective an exaggeration?

"Heh... Do you think you're killing chickens or cows? Real human life, you don't deserve this word! Also, don't say whether you like it or not. Seeing you now makes me want to vomit!"

With one punch down, Hamanozawa completely lost his arrogance. He sat on the ground and stroked the sore spot by himself, and I also slowly retreated into the corner.This sitting is two or three hours.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep. When I woke up, there was no light outside the window. When I was fully awake, I found a person sitting in the dark.

At this moment, Hamanozawa had changed into a kimono, and sat quietly opposite me, his bright eyes fixed on me.

I subconsciously looked at my clothes, and seeing that everything was in good condition, I asked, "What are you doing?"

"You're asleep, I just see your sleeping appearance. It's all like a dream, even yesterday, I never expected to see you."

I hate the current Hamano Ze, especially the disgusting affection and ambiguity.

I got up and strode towards the door, a force appeared in my arm and pulled me back.

"Where are you going?"

"Of course I'm going back to the factory. I'm not crazy if I stay here with you for one night!"

"Don't go back, I finally got permission, you..."

Hamanozawa hesitated to speak, and I added sarcastically, "You don't need to be your experiment, right?"

"Liang Huai, don't do this!"

"I'm not afraid of death, really, do you believe it?"

I had long ago made psychological preparations for death, and now I am still alive, only because of this sad reunion, I have no face to rejoice.

Infected by my seriousness, Hamano Ze stared at me for a long time, his eyes filled with mist.

"But, I'm afraid of this bloody reality, I'm afraid of violating the morality in my heart, and I'm even more afraid..."

Afraid to see you like this...

He couldn't beat me, so Hamanozawa let me go.I was sent to a strange factory building, which was not only stuffy but also smelly.

I found a pleasing position, sat down, and had a peaceful sleep.

When I was having lunch the next day, Hamano Ze appeared in front of my eyes again. He looked very excited and said, "Liang Huai, let's go, I'll take you to a place you like."

"where?"

"Come on, you must like it!"

"Don't go."

"Someone needs you."

"Who?"

"Chinese!"

I was taken to a small wooden house built on the edge of the base. The person who walked out of it was still wearing a white coat, but the difference was that he greeted me in Chinese with a northern accent and said, "Hi, it's Liang. Doctor? My name is..."

While greeting each other, another young nurse came out. She looked very excited and said, "Thank God, I didn't expect there to be Chinese doctors. Now everyone is saved."

After entering the house, I realized that this is the place where sick Chinese people are placed. Their illnesses were not caused by experiments, so they were placed here instead of the laboratory...

Seeing the white beds, clean medical equipment and Chinese patients lying on the bed, I no longer think about the reason for it. The most direct feeling tells me that I have regained the passion for work and the desire to live.

My "work place" was relatively free of movement, and I was able to understand my situation more clearly.

Several times, I saw a truck with the Japanese sun flag parked at the door. Japanese soldiers got on it, and when they got off the truck, they held plants with residual soil in their hands, and then put them in clean containers.

Although it is not very clear, but after several observations, it can be confirmed that there are "aconitum", "star anise maple" and so on.They can be used as medicine, but the root system is poisonous, and it will be fatal if you are not careful.

I suddenly remembered Hamanozawa's major - Chinese herbal medicine.

Suddenly, I laughed at my "sensitivity".

Every day, Hamanozawa would come to the "hospital" tirelessly, and sit quietly on the bench at the door, his eyes following me all the time, looking like a stalker.

One day, I couldn't stand Hamanozawa's crazy behavior, so I walked to a place one meter away from him and said, "What do you mean by staring at me like this? Please, get out of my sight, please." ?"

Hamanozawa didn't feel ashamed at all, he looked straight at me with undisguised eyes, as if I had done something wrong.

"I'm just waiting, waiting for you to change your mind."

Simply inexplicable!

"What's the point of you doing this? Like an idiot!"

"I've been waiting for you for three years, I don't believe I can't wait for this time!"

"you……"

"If you don't sit here, I'm afraid there will be no chance at all."

"Well, whatever you want, I'll treat you as transparent!"

Stubborn as a cow!

That day, just after dawn, the morning light spread lazily on the earth.While I was eating rice porridge, I heard cursing coming from the window.

When I rushed there, many onlookers had already gathered around. From the gaps in their bodies, I vaguely saw a Japanese officer ravaging people with hard military boots.

And the person rolling in the dirt turned out to be Xiao Xu!

Xiao Xu is a boy who is only 17 years old. At this time, no, he should be lying on the hospital bed most of the time.

How should I put it, Xiao Xu is not suffering from a serious illness.But the kid was clever enough to know how to pretend to be sick, and it was easy for him to fake a fever or foam at the mouth.Often let the Japanese send him back.

Xiao Xu understood that if he stayed in the factory, he would face the possibility of becoming an experimental product, suffering or even death.The Chinese people in this hospital basically know Xiao Xu's secret, but seeing that the child is smart and cute, they help him to keep it a secret.

Except when the Japanese are absolutely absent, Xiao Xu will get up and down from the hospital bed to play on the ground, and will not go out of the scope of the "hospital".

Presumably, Xiao Xu kept his luck and came out to play at dawn, but unfortunately was caught by a nearby officer...

Just thinking about it, white foam flowed from Xiao Xu's mouth again. As a doctor, I could see that this time was not fake, he was really beaten badly, because there were red blood in the white foam.

Xiao Xu kept begging, but the Japanese officers became more and more aggressive.

"stop!"

In order to make the Japanese understandable, I switched to English, and he seemed to understand English, and the movements of his hands stopped.

"How can you treat a child like this!"

I helped Xiao Xu up, his body was bruised and purple, but in the next second, he was kicked in the middle of the abdomen by the officer again, and fell to the ground, clutching his stomach and moaning.

"Stop! He's my patient!"

I went all out, and seeing the Japanese officer wanted to approach again, I resolutely stood in front of Xiao Xu, straightened my back, and said, "This is a hospital, please don't come here to make trouble!"

I was a little taller than the Japanese officer, and my momentum seemed to have reached. He stopped and turned to confront me with his eyes.

At that moment, I naively thought that he hesitated, he was afraid.

But I saw the fierce eyes in front of me slowly bent into crescents, the corners of the mouth turned up, and smiled...

The soldiers behind the Japanese officer also laughed apologetically.

The wind blew, and yellow sand got into my eyes.

I feel helpless like never before.

In the rogue-like laughter of the Japanese.

I was about to signal Xiao Xu to go back when a slap hit me hard on the face.

Staring at the stars, I wobbled, but I told myself, I can't fall!

Never fall!

Finally, I found a sense of balance and straightened my waist...

The Japanese officer obviously didn't expect me to be so "stubborn", and the sneer on his face disappeared. In his eyes, I saw something very complicated, that kind of cruelty of being in control and letting life and death.

The Japanese officer drew out the samurai sword on his waist and slashed at me...

What happened in an instant, I froze in place.

I thought I was bound to die, but a familiar figure rushed from the side and pushed me to the ground...

It is Hamanozawa.

I struggled to sit up, only to realize that the samurai sword had scratched Hamanozawa's arm. Although the wound was shallow, it was long, and blood dripped down.

Hamanozawa kept talking to the Japanese military officer in Japanese, but the Japanese military officer kept a straight face and said nothing.

When Hamanozawa spoke, he bent down from time to time and lowered his head, as if he was persuading. Probably, it was a way of speaking that the Japanese are used to...

I comfort myself.

However, Hamanozawa suddenly bowed his knees...

I whispered: "Don't..."

Hamanozawa ignored me, he knelt on the ground, bent over, his forehead almost touched the officer's shoes.

Hamanozawa's voice finally stopped, he was silent, put everything on his "kneeling", begging for something.

The oppressive air diffuses.

One second, two seconds...

In the end, the Japanese officer withdrew his samurai sword, turned and left...

I crawled to Hamanozawa's side, covered his arm with a handkerchief, and half-rebuked, "Stop kneeling! He's gone!"

Please, get up quickly...