No.18 Years of Waking of Insects

Gunshots resounded throughout the train carriage, Lu Jinghong brought Xiaoman back to his seat, put the steamed bun in her arms, and told her not to run around.

Hearing the chaotic screams outside, he nervously followed the people who got off the car, and just walked through the aisle between the cars, he saw Toyosaki rushing towards him, pulling him into the public toilet next to him.

"What happened?" He looked at the serious Toyosaki and asked, vaguely feeling that the matter was serious.

Toyosaki panted slightly, put the gun firmly in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Hold it, don't come out." Then one person opened the door of the public toilet and walked out.

Soon, the sound of several people chasing at a high speed sounded outside, whistling past.

Lu Jinghong put away his gun and stepped out the door.His eyes followed the men holding guns in front of him, his hands were hidden in the large Tibetan robe, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Toyosaki quickly passed through the panicked crowd. A middle-aged man leading the charge raised his hand holding the gun and shot an old man beside Toyosaki, who fell to the ground in response.

Looking back at the shooter angrily, he noticed Lu Jinghong standing behind the shooter. He knew that he might not be able to resist shooting.Just as he was hesitating how to get out of trouble without hurting others, the man shot at him again.

He ducked quickly, and the bullet pierced the window behind him, shattering the glass.

Toyosaki looked into Lu Jinghong's eyes, frowned and shook his head slightly at him, then jumped up and jumped out from the broken window.

Bai Yuanjie covered his bleeding wound and ordered them: "Catch me, I want to live."

Soon, the group of them disappeared on the train, and everything was peaceful again.

Terrified, Lu Jinghong moved his feet away, and ran towards the window that Toyosaki jumped from, with his hands attached to the cold glass, which was covered with frost and fog, and the dilapidated edge was stained with blood.

Looking out from there, there are bustling crowds, returning guests from a foreign land.But alone, there is no one he wants to see.

"That's fine, the farther you can escape, the better..." He lowered his hands and muttered to himself.

He walked back to his seat lonely, and saw Xiao Man staring at him nervously, but didn't say a word.

"Xiao Man, where's your second uncle?" He just remembered how she could appear on this train alone, looking like a beggar.

Xiao Man shook his head and said, "Second Uncle took me and Brother Meisheng to escape together, and got lost later..." Looking at Lu Jinghong, he asked, "Uncle Lu, can you take me to find Second Uncle?" And Meisheng brother?"

Lu Jinghong nodded with a slight smile, peeled off the steamed buns in her hand, handed them to her, and said, "We'll go find them together when we're full."

"Okay." She replied obediently, and then remembered something, took out the candy carefully hidden in her pocket, spread it in front of Lu Jinghong, and smiled innocently, "Uncle Lu, do you eat candy, this candy So sweet."

Lu Jinghong looked at her innocent face, but there were scars on it that could not be removed in a lifetime. She was still so young, and she contained the life and death of her relatives, as well as the hardships and homelessness of the world.

He felt more and more pain in his heart, smiled as hard as he could, and stroked her head: "Uncle doesn't like sweets, you can eat."

Xiaoman nodded obediently, and ate another sticky maltose by himself.

When he woke up from the dream again, it was already afternoon, and the weather in Sichuan was extremely gloomy and drowsy.

He saw that Xiao Man was already fast asleep by his side, and turned his head to his side, so he gently stroked her broken hair.Suddenly, she felt that something was wrong, her eyes changed, and she quickly turned her head away.

A faint streak of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, flowed over the jaw, flowed over the neck, and seeped into the skirt of her clothes.

Lu Jinghong woke up suddenly, and looked at Xiao Man with his eyes closed tightly in disbelief.After a long time, he slowly raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, feeling the corner of her already cold lips.

Obviously, a few hours ago, he promised her that he would take her to find her second uncle and elder brother Meisheng... Obviously she just said to him innocently... Okay...

But now, she just lay beside her without a sound, quietly like the last angel in this world.

original……

No matter how alive and painful a person once was, death is always an instant, and no one escapes...

After half a day, the train slowly arrived at Rongcheng East Station.

Outside, in the dark night sky, a little snow fell.

At this time, Rongcheng had been engulfed by the Japanese army, and the station was full of soldiers in Japanese uniforms, patrolling and investigating back and forth.

Lu Jinghong hugged Xiao Man numbly and got out of the car. After being closely searched by the Japanese, he walked on the old long street in a daze.

In the dark night of deep winter, there is always biting cold and despair.

Walking silently through the desolate long street, his shoulders were covered with flying snow.He kept walking, and then came to Xishuang Street, and all the houses turned off the lights early. I don't know if they fell asleep with fear, or fled with fear.

In short, such a silent place is like an empty city.

"Lu... Boss Lu?" Sanxi, who sneaked out to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, quickly pulled up his pants at the door of the nearby latrine, wiped his eyes, and looked again, "It's really you!"

He ran forward excitedly, shook his head around, and asked with a smile, "Why do you come back here?"

Lu Jinghong raised his eyes, looked at the person, and did not answer his question, his voice was low and hoarse: "Can I help you?"

"See what you asked." San liked to pat the snow on his shoulder quickly, saw a sleeping little girl lying in his arms, and said with a smile instantly, "Is it okay to stay overnight?"

"No." He interrupted softly, gradually tightened his arms around Xiao Man, and replied, "Help me... bury her."

"Bury...buy who..." Sanxi was stunned for a moment, pointing at Xiao Man who was in his arms with her eyes closed and motionless, and asked in a trembling voice, "No, it can't be her?"

Seeing him lightly responding, Sanxi realized belatedly that Lu Jinghong's eyes were empty and terrifying at this moment, and the... that corpse in his arms made him immediately feel a sense of urgency again in this cold night. Cool.

Although she felt unstoppable fear in her heart, Sanxi braved the wind and snow and buried Xiaoman with Lu Jinghong on the hillside of Xishan.Although he was full of doubts, but seeing Lu Jinghong's lifeless appearance, he didn't ask anything.

The small body was put into a more than one-meter-long soil pit, and the snow mixed with the soil not long ago buried her body little by little.

A few small white birches were planted on the surrounding hillsides, and the branches and leaves of dead trees were covered with a thin layer of frost and snow.

When turning to leave, Sanxi stepped on a candy, picked it up and found that it was already very sticky, and exclaimed in surprise: "There are candies here!"

Lu Jinghong turned his head to look, his eyes flashed slightly, he immediately took the candy over, and walked down the west mountain in deep thought.

On the second day, it snowed all night and finally showed signs of stopping.

Lu Jinghong went back to 'Fansi', picked up some things, and changed into a long gown, still the same as before.He sat in Sanxi's house, tapped his finger bones on the old wooden table, and waited quietly.

"Hey, I didn't expect it to snow for so many years in Rongcheng, and it lasted all night." Sanxi hurried back from the city hospital, muttering and entering the gate.

As soon as he hung up the umbrella, he saw Lu Jinghong waiting there, and immediately handed him the list in his hand, and said, "Sure enough, that girl was really poisoned to death, hey..."

After reading the analysis on the list quietly, Lu Jinghong came to an understanding.Wei Wei smiled and looked at San Xi: "Thank you very much last night."

Sanxi quickly waved his hands, saying that this is nothing.

In this way, he stayed at Sanxi's house for several days, and asked about the whereabouts of Song Yang and Liu Meisheng, but he still didn't know anything.

This afternoon, there was another heavy snowfall. The winter in Rongcheng this year seems to be extraordinarily cold.

A sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the house, Sanxi pushed open the old gate suspiciously, and saw the people in the city in twos and threes walking towards the east of the city.

"What are they doing?" Lu Jinghong asked as he sat in the back room and vaguely saw the people passing by outside the door.

Sanxi watched the crowd go away, scratched the back of her head, and said in thought: "Aunt Wu said yesterday that I should go to the theater."

戏?

As if realizing that the play he was talking about was not really a play, he asked again: "But what happened in the city?"

"It's almost the end of the new year, and the devils have been investigating very closely in recent days." Sanxi took two sips of warm tea and continued, "I heard that some people in the common people have been arresting some Chinese who have committed crimes recently, criticizing them. For public display or something, the devils defending the city should just laugh at it. I guess those people must have been suppressed and stimulated. After all, they are all Chinese, why are they so embarrassing..."

After listening, Lu Jinghong asked thoughtfully, "Who are they criticizing?"

"Here... everyone, as long as they want to make trouble." Sanxi thought for a while, then asked him, "Why are you also interested in going to see it?"

He shook his head slowly. Recently, he had a severe headache and his health was getting worse.He really couldn't arouse much interest in such things.

But Sanxi felt that keeping him in the cold and damp room would be hard to endure.Look at the weather outside, although it is gloomy, but at least the snow has stopped.So, he took his own initiative to take him out, and found a cloak from the back room to put on his moon white gown.

Lu Jinghong was originally too lazy to evade, but seeing him put on a white cloak that was not the best, but it was also unusual, thinking that it must have been left by his predecessors, he quickly took it off .

"Hey, what are you doing?" Seeing that he wasn't wearing any clothes, San Xi hurriedly asked.

He seriously replied: "This cloak, you'd better keep it by yourself."

Sanxi continued to put it on him, fastened it, and said with a smile: "You think you have stayed at my house for half a month, and I don't know what's going on with your health? This cloak is just for you to resist the cold, and it's not a gift for you." No. Why, when my mother was alive before, you also helped me a little, so why bother with me."

In the end, he had no choice but to go out for a walk with Sanxi.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the dark clouds in the sky did not disperse, and they gradually came to the gate of the East City.