Angel

Tang Anqi hid in the air-raid shelter of Qian's villa, and had no chance to see the sun for a whole day.The sound of the plane's motor circled back and forth above the head, and finally there was a moment of silence, thinking that the enemy plane had gone away, but before I let go of my heart, the faint roar sound came again.

The Qian family's air-raid shelter is very capable of dealing with this fatigue bombing.Different from the dark and stuffy public caves, this private air-raid shelter has white walls, bright lights, and is divided into several rooms like an above-ground house, with ventilation systems and running water.In addition to the Qian brothers and sisters of the Qian family, a cousin and a girlfriend of Ms. Qian are also staying here.Mr. Qian was at odds with his sister, and he was studying next door with a cigar in his mouth; while Ms. Qian set up a table of mahjong and invited everyone to come over for fun.

How could Tang Anqi be in the mood to play cards at this time?But seeing that the rest of the people were happy, it was not easy for him to spoil everyone's interest.Miss Qian took out the chip box again, and counted out four stacks earnestly—of course, it was for Tang Anqi's benefit. After the game was over, they would settle the accounts together. If Tang Anqi was cash-strapped, she would pay off the bet for him according to the number of chips. That's it.

Tang Anqi actually doesn't like playing games with Miss Qian and others.Maybe most men would like it, because Miss Qian is modern and elegant, with a cheerful conversation, she can be regarded as a model of perfect women in the new era; but Tang Anqi is used to being rude, and she can no longer be a romantic and unrestrained young master.Staring at the row of mahjong tiles in front of him, he carefully controlled his mouth, for fear that a few dirty words would accidentally pop up and embarrass the three ladies in front of him.

After a long time like this, servants of Qian's family brought cream pastries and hot coffee.Everyone stopped fighting at the poker table, washed their hands, ate and drank.Tang Anqi picked up a cake roll and took a bite, feeling that her mouth was full of fragrance and sweetness, which was really a pleasure.

He was intoxicated by the smell of butter, when Miss Qian's cousin suddenly asked with a smile: "Mr. Tang, from your accent, you are from Pingjin, right?"

Tang Anqi nodded quickly: "That's right, good ears!"

At this time, Miss Qian accidentally dropped a biscuit into the coffee cup. Tang Anqi saw it at a glance, and pushed her own cup in front of her: "You drink this cup, I didn't move."

Miss Qian nodded slightly and said nothing.And that cousin watched from the sidelines and smiled treacherously: "Mr. Tang, forgive me, I want to ask you some private questions, you can answer them or not, but no matter whether you answer them or not, don't be annoyed."

Tang Anqi saw that this cousin was cunning and lively, but she was more interesting than Miss Qian.Picking up another cake roll and stuffing it whole into his mouth, he puffed up his cheeks and replied, "Ask!"

The cousin smiled and said, "Mr. Tang is just young, are you married?"

Tang Anqi swallowed the cake roll in her mouth: "Of course I've been matched long ago. You also said that I'm still young, wouldn't it be a waste of time if I don't match?"

Miss Qian's face changed slightly, she picked up the coffee and took a sip.And the cousin continued to ask with a smile: "Since I'm married, why do I only see Mr. Tang and not Mrs. Tang?"

Tang Anqi smiled at her cousin: "Ma'am...you couldn't run out with me!"

Miss Qian's face turned cloudy immediately—wives in the occupied areas can basically be ignored.

The cousin walked around the poker table triumphantly, this time she stopped behind Tang Anqi, and she suddenly asked again: "Mr. Tang, I really want to know what kind of occupation you were before the war."

Tang Anqi pondered for a while: "I'm ashamed to say, I was at home all the time before the war, as a son."

At this moment, Ms. Qian smiled and said, "Then Mr. Tang is working hard now."

Tang Anqi bowed her hands to her: "If you don't dare to act, there is nothing you can do. If you don't work hard, you will starve to death."

Suddenly, Mr. Qian poked his head in from the door and asked, "Mr. Tang, did your father and Lingtang escape together?"

Tang Anqi immediately smiled miserably: "Oh, the war is brutal, and now I have no father or mother."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Mr. Qian immediately retracted his head.

After snacks, the game continued until the evening when the alarm was lifted.

Tang Anqi was anxious, and wanted to hurry down the mountain to go back, but before he walked out of the gate of the villa, a ball was hung on the wooden pole in the distance, and it turned out that the enemy plane came again.

So he was pulled back by Miss Qian.

At the same time, Dai Limin was standing on the ruins of his own house, in a daze.

No one knew how long he stood there. The people who ran out of the air-raid shelter were all looking for food to fill their stomachs, and had no time to care about others.The guy from the restaurant next door ran across the road and suddenly saw Dai Limin standing there motionless, so he turned temporarily and slapped him on the back: "Mr. Dai!"

He called out with good intentions, but he didn't expect to slap him down, Dai Limin trembled suddenly, and immediately coughed up a mouthful of thick blood.

The little guy was terrified, and immediately trembled: "Oh, you, you, you are..."

Dai Limin turned to the boy, pointing at the ruins in front of him with a trembling hand.The little guy took a step back in fear: "Mr. Dai, don't get angry, all the houses in this row have been bombed, so we are unlucky!"

Desperately, Dai Limin raised his hand to wipe the blood on his mouth, and finally opened his mouth hoarsely this time: "Where's the person?"

Seeing the fierce look in Dai Limin's eyes, the young man backed away in fright, turned around and ran away without saying anything.

Dai Limin walked back from the city.

He couldn't hide in the air-raid shelter, and his heart was always thinking of Tang Anqi at home.After a night in the city, he seized the opportunity to leave the city early in the morning, intending to return on foot.

This kind of thing, only he can do it.After all, he had experienced guns and battles, and when he was walking in the wilderness, he could immediately find a place to hide when an enemy plane flew by at low altitude.Enemy planes will not waste bombs in the wild forest, and the only thing to guard against is machine gun fire.He showed the vigor of being a bandit in the past, climbing and jumping like a bird and a beast, and ran towards the house.I don't know how he got there. He arrived home in the morning after a long distance of tens of miles, which was even faster than a long-distance bus.

Then he saw a ruin.

Except for the ruins, the market situation is no different from yesterday.He asked everywhere about Tang Anqi's whereabouts, but no one knew, and they all said, "I haven't seen Boss Tang coming back."

Dai Limin had seen many tragic scenes in the city, and now he was standing blankly in front of the ruins, his heart turned cold.His chest was congested and he couldn't breathe, and his earholes seemed to be clogged with cotton.Standing there like a wooden sculpture, he couldn't hear the siren.

Until this moment, the boy brought him back to reality.

After vomiting that mouthful of blood, he felt a little more relaxed and breathed out.The hellish scene in the city kept flashing before his eyes, and he couldn't dare to think about Tang Anqi anymore.

The alarm sounded louder and louder, but he remained motionless.Suddenly someone grabbed his arm from behind and led him to run forward.He dragged his legs to follow and found that the other party was the owner of the noodle shop next door.

"An Qi is gone?" He asked in a crying voice.

The boss was busy running the air strike, and he replied loudly without turning his head: "Boss Tang and that rich lady went up the mountain, don't you know?"

Dai Limin's eyes lit up: "He's not dead?"

The boss was going to come back to check the "ruins" of the restaurant, but he didn't expect to save someone by the way.While running, he replied out of breath: "He is not dead, I think he went up the mountain in the morning."

When Dai Limin heard this, he burst into tears.The boss is well-informed and knows that big bombings often scare people out of their nerves, so he doesn't comfort them at this time, and just runs away out of breath.

Dai Limin followed him in a tall and burly form, and followed him into the air-raid shelter crying and crying.