No.18 Years of Waking of Insects

Lu Jinghong looked at him with the same expression, and felt a little funny, but he was unwilling to ask, that would only make him feel that he was humiliating himself.

Toyosaki walked to his side, listened to the sound of winter rain outside the door, and asked in a deliberate voice, "The Japanese army raided Rongcheng, didn't they?"

He suddenly laughed out loud, as if he felt that the question was meaningless, so he couldn't help but reply: "You should have known it a long time ago, didn't you?"

Toyosaki looked into his eyes, and it was not difficult to understand the sadness in his eyes, and asked: "Don't you have a point in your heart? You must have listened to Gao Ze's words."

At this time, Cai Hua had already come downstairs with two big bags. There was nothing valuable in the shop, so he just packed a few clothes, two pocket watches, some painting tools of the boss, and a sealed box. mahogany box.

"You have so many things?" Lu Jinghong asked when he saw Cai Hua with big bags on each shoulder, thought for a while, and said, "You really hid money behind my back."

"No... Boss, why are you still in the mood to joke around?" Cai Hua wanted to cry, pointing to the slightly larger brown cloth bag on the right, and said, "It's all about your weird things, no Something worth some money."

Lu Jinghong paused after hearing this, and suddenly said to him: "Put them down."

"Ah?" Cai Hua was puzzled, but obediently took off the bag from her shoulders. Could it be that the boss figured out not to bring these crap things, so that he could escape faster?

"Okay, you can go." He said again.

Cai Hua couldn't hold back anymore, and immediately asked, "Boss, what are you doing?"

Lu Jinghong rolled his eyes helplessly at him, and said, "Let you go, isn't what I said clear enough?"

"But you..."

"I can't leave yet." After saying that, Lu Jinghong turned around and went upstairs, leaving behind him.

"No, boss!" Cai Hua yelled anxiously, not caring about her usual humility, and cursed angrily, "What do you think you are going crazy at this time, the Japanese will blow up right away, stay here It's too dangerous! Run away!"

"It's really dangerous here, so hurry up and go."

"No... I... If you don't leave, where am I going..." Cai Hua might be really anxious and angry, and she gradually began to cry.

Lu Jinghong just stopped on the stairs without turning his head, his faint voice pierced through the continuous rain outside the house: "I hate men crying, you are still so young, why do you have to follow me quickly..."

Goofing around with a dying man...

"Let's go, take care all the way."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the last step, entered the door, and slowly closed the door.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may have been only a quarter of an hour, it may have been half an hour.The door was pushed open, and the footsteps of the people coming were very slow and light.

"Is he gone?"

Lu Jinghong sat in front of the window with his back to Toyosaki. Outside the rain-soaked blinds was a large river rippling with cold waves. The withered willow branches were blown by the cold wind from the river and drenched by the icy winter rain. Hanging down, ups and downs, as if a person is going through an unknown life.

Toyosaki didn't answer his question, it seemed to be a tacit consent, he just walked slowly to the window, looked at the cold and rainy day outside the window together, and asked, "This place, what makes you unable to leave?"

Lu Jinghong shook his head slowly, and said: "There is nothing reluctant, and there is no one to wait for, I just..."

When he said this, he paused, retracted his gaze that was stagnant in the distance, and instantly felt that there was no need to hide it from him. Anyway, after today, there is no connection between them, so he smiled miserably: "I just want to find someone A quiet place, dead, it's all over."

"Dead?" Toyosaki's deep pupils narrowed slightly, and he frowned and asked, "What does 'death' mean?"

Lu Jinghong replied indifferently: "The most original meaning."

"Do you think that if the Japanese army occupied this place, you would die without needing to make unnecessary resistance?"

"Basically, it doesn't matter much anyway. No matter how you die or why you die, I now feel...it doesn't matter much."

Toyosaki suddenly sneered: "But weren't you still afraid of dying at my hands?"

Lu Jinghong's eyes dimmed when he heard him say that, he was indeed right to think so, but now, to him, it really doesn't matter how he dies,

"But you won't die." Toyosaki interrupted his thoughts again, staring at his slack eyes, and said word by word, "At least I won't just let you die like this."

Lu Jinghong stood up abruptly, took two steps back, and said unnaturally half-jokingly, "What are you talking about...Those who don't know think you like me, but we..."

They are obviously two big men, and the person in front of him...is a Japanese.

Unexpectedly, Toyosaki did not poke at his inexplicable words, but asked back: "Then you know?"

Lu Jinghong glanced at him lightly, and followed his boring question to answer: "I am your sworn enemy, and you will make my life worse than death."

"Then I would rather...be that ignorant person."

His cool voice mixed with a ray of gentleness reached his ears like that, and his incomprehensible words shook his heart.

Lu Jinghong immediately opened his eyes wide, and just froze in place.

After a long time, he heard his trembling voice mixed with a trace of sneer: "I once said, you are not a girl, so there is no need to promise yourself with your body."

"Gender or not, is it really important?" Toyosaki asked in a half-truth.

"Maybe not." He replied seriously, paused, and added, "But between us, it's not a matter of importance, it's..."

A "bang" gunshot sounded from the alley outside the door of "Fansi", and the violent and abrupt sound interrupted what he wanted to say clearly.

Toyosaki's eyes froze immediately, he grabbed Lu Jinghong's hand, and vigorously pushed open the window, the winter rain was blown in by the wind, Lu Jinghong's face was irritated by the rain, and he opened his eyes and asked loudly: "What are you doing?" !"

"Jump down."

Lu Jinghong was startled, moved his feet, and stopped in doubt.

Toyosaki frowned slightly, let go of the hand on his waist, and asked, "You don't jump, do you want me to hug you?"

"As long as you can hug..." Before he could say a word, Toyosaki grabbed his hand and pushed him off guard, and the screams under the wall were gradually drowned out by the sound of rain.

Then Toyosaki jumped down, and under the window was a small mound less than two meters long, planted with a small white birch tree that was dying in the wind and rain.The mound was about three meters away from the window where they jumped off. In addition to the rain, the mound was soft and muddy, and jumping down was not life-threatening.

Lu Jinghong raised his head stuck in the soil, his face was covered with a mixture of rain and mud, he stared fiercely at Toyosaki who was spotless except for his leather boots stained with mud, then lowered his head again thinking Just now, this old bone of my own is really about to fall apart.At this time, the pain in the waist was severe, and the clear pain made him lie halfway in the mud pile, motionless.

"How long do you want to lie in the soil?" Toyosaki asked him with a faint glance.

Lu Jinghong didn't speak, just lying on his stomach like that.

He continued: "The alley is full of Japanese soldiers now, if you are not afraid of being caught by them and dying ugly, then continue to be with the world." After finishing speaking, he walked away.

Shocked, Lu Jinghong raised his head and said, "Wait...ah bah." Before he could finish his sentence, Toyosaki raised the leather boots that had just taken a step and threw his muddy face again, and he was resentful He shut his mouth quickly and got up quickly.There was no need to worry about the heavy muddy water on the gown, he raised his hand to wipe his face, looked around in a daze, and asked, "Where are we going to escape?"

Toyosaki saw him half-eyed, his whole face was covered with mud, he was really embarrassed.So he walked forward alone, jumped off the mound, and waited for him to limp and follow.

The two of them, drenched in the pattering winter rain, walked one after the other on the way to the railway station in the west of the city.

When they arrived at the train station where the misty rain was misty and there were only a few people, the mud on Lu Jinghong's face was almost washed away by the rain.

Toyosaki and Lu Jinghong stepped onto the platform, only to see two men in overalls of conductors busy carrying several heavy black leather boxes onto the train carriage.

Toyosaki went over to help, and finally the two thanked him, looked at his soaked coat, and asked, "Sir, where are you going?"

"Tibet."

The two conductors looked at each other after hearing this. Japan had already occupied Dongcheng District, and the major stations in that area were also closed. The station in the west also stopped carrying passengers for the time being. Except for a few boxes of goods, there was no room for the huge carriages. Just the two conductors, a train conductor and a train driver.

Toyosaki continued: "These boxes of your things are all sent to Lhasa City, Tibet. There are only two of us, and we will get off at the Lhasa Railway Station. There will be no accidents."

"Then I'll go...ask the conductor?" One of the younger men looked at Toyosaki, and then at the hesitant train conductor beside him.

Unexpectedly, another train conductor said impatiently: "What are you asking, just get on the train, anyway, it's on the way. Besides, they just fled to Tibet to save their lives. Haven't you seen that the Japanese devils have already burned, killed and looted in the east of the city?" , What are you doing here in a daze, waiting for the Japanese to come over? It’s too late to leave.”

The young conductor nodded after thinking about it, and led Toyosaki and Lu Jinghong into the third-class carriage.

The third-class carriages are next to the locomotive, but the decoration treatment is far inferior to that of the second-class and first-class carriages. The train parking spaces are also hard seats, but the warm lights in the carriages are turned on one by one. Under the dim light, the corridor looks long and extremely dark.Outside the sealed train window, the rain was still falling, beating on the window glass.However, the warm decoration in the compartment adds a touch of peace and tranquility to the people in the winter when the city wall fell into the wind and rain.

After a while, the young conductor handed them two sets of old but clean overalls, and motioned them to change out of their dirty and wet clothes.

Lu Jinghong had no objection, went into the bathroom at the end of the car, changed and came out, and saw Toyosaki who had already changed his clothes leaning against the window of the corridor, looking quietly at the scenery gradually passing by outside the window, the train was very fast. Quickly drove out of the west gate of Rongcheng.

Suddenly, the train stopped slowly.

Looking from the windows of the two of them, you can clearly see four or five Japanese soldiers standing outside the front locomotive, each holding a long gun in their hands.

The train conductor was an old man over half a century old. He got out of the train with a black paper umbrella and said a few words to the Japanese army.Two of the Japanese soldiers looked inside the carriage through the windows covered by the rain curtain, and took the guns and walked onto the train.

After entering, they checked one by one, and then saw Lu Jinghong and Toyosaki standing by the window admiring the rainy sky, swept their work clothes, and walked around them to the second-class and first-class cars.About five or six minutes later, the two Japanese soldiers walked back to the third-class carriage, inspected it vigilantly, and then got off the train, signaling that they could pass.

The conductor nodded before boarding the train.

After the train had completely left the platform at the gate of the city, the middle-aged conductor said cursingly: "God damn Japanese devils, if it wasn't for the fact that I have to deliver the goods, I must have fought with them just now!"

"Come on." The young conductor reassured him and said slowly, "The Japanese are a little crazy, but I don't know what will happen to Rongcheng after we go to Tibet."

"Who the hell wants to go back to this damn place!" The other roared angrily, then cursed a few more times, then turned and went to another car.