Shili Yangchang

Al looked at his watch anxiously. Wang Yao just said that he was going to the bathroom, but going to the bathroom will not take 10 minutes, right?When I went to the bathroom, there was no one there. I asked a lady to check in the women's bathroom, but there was no result.Back in the hall, Al looked around anxiously, and he ignored people who spoke to him.Francis saw Al's strangeness, and leaned closer to him and said, "Al, it seems that your girl has been away for too long."

"Could it have slipped away?" Al looked around suspiciously, and found that the expressions of Honda Ju and Lin Mo Niang had changed. Honda had good self-control and did not show obvious expressions, but was more silent, while Lin Mo Niang was obviously restless.Suddenly, he realized that the two had also disappeared for a moment just now... Thinking of this, Al quickly walked over to Honda, and asked as calmly as possible: "Mr. Honda, have you seen my girlfriend? I can't find her now." she."

Honda smiled, and replied politely: "Since Mr. Jones can't even be found, then I can't help!" Finally, he suddenly said in a very low voice: "It's better not to know some things, I don't want to You are implicated."

The voice drilled into Al's ears like an ice pick, making him nervous involuntarily. He turned his head and stared at Honda, but there was only a decent smile on that delicate, feminine face.Unwilling to stay any longer, Al hastily left the noisy ballroom of the big world.

Driving in the dark narrow street is depressing, and Al is a little lost. It seems that every contact with Wang Yao ends with Wang Yao's disappearance.Judging from Honda's words, this Japanese is inseparable from Wang Yao's departure, but what kind of thoughts does Wang Yao have?

A tormenting seraphim who always leaves mercilessly after giving people hope, Al laughed at himself in his heart.But something was wrong, Al suddenly remembered Wang Yao's expression when he was dancing just now, relaxed and intoxicated, as if he had forgotten his delicate situation, but at that time Al only pulled Wang Yao to dance to cover up, and didn't pay attention to Wang Yao's mood at all.He slapped his head hard, I'm afraid it wasn't Wang Yao who was ruthless.

Back home, Al was startled by the scene in front of him: Under the dim door light, Wang Yao collapsed on the steps in front of the door, dripping wet, the wounds on his waist and thighs were bleeding continuously, staining his white cheongsam red .Al half-kneeled beside Wang Yao in shock, tried his breathing with his stiff fingers—weak but not stopped.He had to be revived, Al only had this thought in his mind, he tore off his shirt to simply stop the bleeding for Wang Yao, then carefully picked up the motionless man and put him in the car, and rushed to the hospital.

In the corridor of the hospital, Al walked back and forth restlessly. In the early hours of the morning, the British doctor named Xi/Lan finally rubbed his tired eyes and said to him: "He is out of danger and will wake up soon. He is very Lucky, physically strong, and obviously has a great will to survive."

Wang Yao opened his confused eyes, and what caught his eyes was a head of dazzling blond hair.

"Are you awake?" Al exclaimed in surprise, looking at Wang Yao's out-of-focus eyes, he wanted to laugh a little, Wang Yao in this state was much softer than usual.

Wang Yao tried to move his arm, and soon felt the pain from the wound, but his body was warm, the feeling of shivering in the night wind wrapped in wet clothes last night disappeared, and now he was wearing a clean hospital gown .

"You saved me?" Wang Yao asked Al Joy's blue eyes.

"Thank God, you came back to my house, otherwise you would have died in a small alley!" Al didn't answer Wang Yao's question, and continued on his own.

Wang Yao also felt strange. He lost half his life in the Huangpu River last night. He climbed ashore by chance, and only Al's house was left in his half-blurred consciousness, so he bumped into the door of his house with the last bit of strength, and then he Not impressed anymore.

"If I go back a little later, you will either freeze to death or bleed to death, I really shouldn't let you leave my side!" Al naturally grabbed Wang Yao's hand.

"Thank you," Wang Yao said shyly, "Now I owe you two lives."

"I'll get it back with interest!" Seeing that Wang Yao regained his spirit, Al began to laugh and joke again.

Wang Yao recovered quickly. Regardless of the doctor's dissuasion, he tried to get out of bed and walk around that afternoon. On the third day, he insisted on being discharged from the hospital.Al could guess that Wang Yao didn't want to owe him too much—all the hospitalization expenses were paid by Al.Unable to resist Wang Yao, Al knew that it would be useless to persist, so he had to leave the hospital with Wang Yao, whose face was still pale.

"Where are you driving?" Wang Yao noticed that Al was driving in the wrong direction, "I want to go home!"

"No hurry, go to my house first, I invite you." Al looked forward, "You can refuse, but I hope you don't."

Wang Yao wanted to refuse, but since he already owed so many tangible and intangible debts to Al, it was really hard for him to speak.The car stopped in front of Al's house after a while, and Wang Yao silently followed Al into the house.

Al made two cups of coffee, put one of them in front of Wang Yao, picked up the other and sat opposite Wang Yao: "You didn't listen to me, did you offend Honda Ju?"

Wang Yao couldn't refute, his hands clenched tightly on his knees.

"Tell me your secret, no matter what I hear, I will stand by your side. But if you refuse to tell me, I can't help you." Al's expression was unusually serious, no matter how Wang Yao dodged, he would Don't let him go, watching closely as if trying to see through Wang Yao's heart.

Wang Yao turned his face to one side and said in a deep voice, "I used to be from Shan/Dong, and my grandfather made trouble with the Boxers."

The word "Boxer" repelled Al. He had long heard of the terrorist and fanatical actions of the Boxer, as well as the massacre of Christians that shocked the world.In Al's mind, Boxers are synonymous with devils.

"Later, my grandfather was caught and killed by foreigners, and our whole family was exiled to the Kanto region," Wang Yao continued. "My mother died of starvation on the way, and only my father and our three brothers and sisters were left. In order to feed my two brothers and sisters, I worked hard. But the whole family was still starving. So my father sold Wanwan so that Gangzai could survive, and Wanwan was only 11 years old at that time.” Wang Yao’s voice trembled a little when he said this: “Wanwan is a tug-of-war The hair was taken away, and she cried so badly. I thought she must not live.

"It's hard to settle down in Kanto, and I haven't lived a peaceful life for a few years. September [-]th, the Northeast fell, and my father was killed by the Japanese. The devil tied his head with other people's and hung it on a pole. , that face was rotten by the old man. I wanted to fight the Japanese desperately. I ran to stab a Japanese officer to death while it was dark, and even stabbed to death a guard standing guard. I thought about killing one more person. But when I thought that there was no one to take care of Gangzai, I escaped anyway, took Gangzai with me overnight, and fled to Peiping just like that.

"I joined the theater troupe of Troupe Long in Beiping. I have been in elementary school, and although I have thrown it for a few years after I arrived in Kanto, my foundation is still there. And because I have practiced kung fu before, I can master both martial arts and literary dramas, and I am even famous for singing. Beiping is the same as Northeast China. Traitors are everywhere. At that time, I thought, killing one is killing, and killing a hundred is killing. Since I killed the Japanese devils and survived, it means that God wants me to kill more wicked people, so I Kill devils and traitors whenever you have the chance, you are considered lucky, so far you have saved only one miss, and you have saved him.” At this point, Wang Yao raised his head to look at Al, and smiled frankly.

It was the first time Al saw Wang Yao putting everything down and smiling from the heart, it seemed that nothing he just said was important anymore.

Seeing that the sky was getting late, Wang Yao got up and said: "I should go back, I will remember your kindness." He walked to the door, but Al did not stop him.

When Wang Yao pressed the doorknob, Al suddenly said: "Wait, you can also stay...to rest."

Wang Yao's back froze, he turned his head, and asked with dodge eyes: "Just...to rest?"

"No!" Al said without hesitation, his tone irresistible.

Wang Yao froze on the spot, hesitated for a long time, and finally removed his hand from the doorknob, and said in a barely audible voice, "Okay..."

Al strode to Wang Yao's side, hugged Wang Yao's waist in a somewhat rude manner, and locked the door behind Wang Yao's back with one hand.