Three thousand Mauser guns

006

After knowing this, although Li Song took it lightly, Meng Shenglin was still worried.He didn't listen to Li Song's obstruction, and placed people around the apartment for protection, so that every time Li Song went out, he saw a group of people who thought they were pretending well, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

Although the news brought by Meng Shenglin could not be wrong, the police department has never taken any action against Li Song, so it came to the end of the year peacefully.

This year seems to be a little easier than previous years.Although Zhu Sinan is still in poor health, at least he can go out and walk around.Meng Shenglin said that as long as he doesn't overwork himself, he usually won't have any major problems.

Ever since Zhu Sibei had an accident and Zhu Sinan fainted last time, Meng Shenglin originally wanted to tell Li Song the real situation.As a result, Zhu Sinan winked at Li Song behind Li Song's back, begging him in every possible way, not to tell Li Song.He was caught between the two of them, Li Song wouldn't let himself tell Zhu Sinan about Dongfeng, and Zhu Sinan wouldn't let himself tell Li Song the real condition of his body.

In a dilemma, both ends are hidden.

"I just got to know you two at the same time because of bad luck." At the New Year's Eve dinner, when Li Song went to pay the bill, Meng Shenglin said to Zhu Sinan, "You have a body, and it is impossible to hide it from him forever. The longer the time, the worse the situation will be." Obviously, the weaker you are. Instead of letting him guess for himself, let him tell him one day."

Zhu Sinan didn't answer immediately, but was silent for a while, his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, he stuffed two mouthfuls of the food on the plate in front of him, and pretended to be relaxed: "You should be lucky to meet a big boy like us. My lord, how many economic crises can I solve for you. Besides, I am not going to die immediately, why are you so anxious, or do you want me to reincarnate quickly? Huh?"

"At least let Brother Song be mentally prepared. It's not like you don't know how important you are to him."

"It's because I know that I can't tell him." Zhu Sinan picked up the handkerchief on the table and wiped the marks on his mouth politely, "This matter has to be done slowly, so slowly that he can accept it calmly one day. I'll take this one step ahead of him."

Although Zhu Sinan himself is not sure whether the time can really make Li Song accept it calmly.But at least this New Year, he wants to give him one of the few fulfillments.

"What are you talking about?" Li Song returned to his seat after paying the bill, and handed his coat to Simon Zhu, "Feeling so unhappy? Sheng Lin, are you messing with Brother Sinan again?"

Meng Shenglin raised his hands and said wrongly: "As the sky bears witness, I am a good person."

Zhu Sinan smiled and buttoned up Li Song's coat: "I can prove that Sheng Lin is not a good person with plots and evil intentions. He wants to instigate you as the head of the family."

Li Song raised his eyebrows, Danfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Meng Shenglin with a sense of scrutiny.Meng Shenglin felt that even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to wash it clean, but he could bring out three catties of sand by shaking it three times.

The chief culprit, Zhu Sinan, watched with a smile on his face, and had no intention of helping him at all.Li Song was much taller than Meng Shenglin, so he raised his hand and flicked his forehead.Meng Shenglin was extremely dissatisfied with Li Song's behavior as a child, and stood on tiptoe to fight back, but Li Song strangled his wrist and couldn't move.

Zhu Sinan and Li Song worked hand in hand, helping Li Song to bully Meng Shenglin from time to time.

"If Brother Si Bei was still in Beijing, I wouldn't follow you two!" Meng Shenglin expressed strong dissatisfaction with their two-on-one fight, "It's too bullying."

"You forgot that you cut Si Bei's braid when you were a child, and Si Bei was so angry that he chased you for three streets with a stick." Zhu Sinan said, "If I hadn't saved you, you would have died under his stick. Yes. That scene was really appalling."

"you!"

Zhu Sinan pretended not to see Meng Shenglin's flushed cheeks, and babbled about his relationship with Zhu Sibei: "Before studying abroad, because I had never been separated from Sibei for so long, I hugged Sibei and cried loudly, rubbing my nose on him. Fortunately, I caught you quickly..."

Meng Shenglin's face became redder and redder.

"Thank you for Sibei's matter." Zhu Sinan suddenly became serious, "Song told me, you contributed the most. It's a pity that I was lingering in the sick bed at the time, and I was in a daze, so I couldn't help you."

"No," coming out of the restaurant, the wind kept pouring into his collar, Meng Shenglin subconsciously tightened the thick fur collar, and his voice became muffled, "If there is no Dongfeng to incite public opinion, disturb the audience, and let the police The pressure on the hall has doubled, and I can't take advantage of the opportunity to fish out Brother Si Bei."

Zhu Sinan didn't continue, his eyes were smiling, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"boom"

A bright firework exploded in the distance, Zhu Sinan and the others stopped in their tracks.Along with the fireworks came the first snow at the turn of the eighth and ninth years of the Republic of China.Unlike the heavy snow that winter when Zhu Sinan first came to Beijing, small flakes of snow fell on the tip of Zhu Sinan's reddish nose.

Zhu Sinan raised his hand and took a piece with his sleeve. Miraculously, it hung on the wool and did not melt.

He happily wanted to show it to Li Song.

Just as he was facing Li Song, something on the roof not far behind Li Song shook his eyes.

"boom"

Another firework exploded.What exploded with the fireworks was a dark and sinful gun hole.

Zhu Sinan's terrible intuition made him instinctively discover the seriousness of the situation a second before the danger approached.Like the death bell ringing by the god of death, the bell just landed on Zhu Simon's brain and heart.The moment the bullet was ejected from the chamber, the sparks from the metal muzzle were as dazzling as the flashing lights at the door of a newspaper office in the dark.

He hugged Li Song almost instinctively and turned around, and in Li Song's panic, he turned his back to the muzzle of the gun.The next second, he felt a sharp pain in his back.He couldn't tell where the pain was, he just felt that his whole back was hurting for a moment, spreading outwards.Zhu Sinan's whole body strength is also passing away rapidly. It was a bit difficult for him to support the tall and burly Li Song, but now his limbs have gradually softened, and he is no longer under his control, and he fell down together with Li Song.

The bullet was inside his body, spinning and exploding.The moment the flesh and blood in the wound entered, it was smashed to pieces by the huge impact.Perhaps it was because the winter clothes were thicker, so the blood did not splash out directly, but slowly seeped out.

The incident happened suddenly, Li Song hadn't figured out the situation yet, but an inexplicable fear surrounded him, and the snow all over the sky was getting heavier.He subconsciously put his arm under Zhu Simon's body, and wrapped his other arm around Zhu Simon. The two rolled several times until they hit the car parked beside them.

Zhu Sinan was trembling, and his consciousness began to blur.Holding Zhu Simon in his arms, Li Song felt the wetness on his back, and when he touched it lightly, his hand was bright red.

"Sinan!"

"British-style sniper gun, it's the model of the police department." Zhu Sinan forced a smile, "What belongs to Dongfeng will always belong to Dongfeng, so that gun is still mine. Song, I know you want to protect me, so I want to protect you too."

You desperately helped me escape Dongfeng's identity, trying to escape the fatal assassination, back and forth, because I couldn't bear to get you hurt.

Thinking about it carefully, he still made a mistake.

Originally, he should be given a happy new year.

"Why did you block for me! Why did you block for me! Why!" Zhu Sinan's body was already thin, and the British sniper gun almost pierced him through, bleeding from both front and back. There was a bloody wound, but the blood still flowed out from his fingers.He was trembling, and his hands alternated back and forth, but he could never stop them.

What flowed through his fingers was Zhu Sinan's life.

Zhu Sinan held Li Song's hand, the warm blood couldn't cover the coldness coming from his palm: "Song, don't be afraid, I'm fine, but I'm a little tired."

He was really tired, his eyes began to darken, and his eyelids began to fight.

"Song, do you still remember what I said that day when Guotai Min'an is here to talk to you?" Zhu Sinan kept holding Li Song's hand, "I want to talk to you now."

"No, no, you are not allowed to say it! I won't listen! You wait until that day and tell me! You hold on, it must be fine!" Li Song's voice trembled, his eyes were terribly red, and the veins on his forehead and neck were all gone. violently. "Damn it! Why is the blood still flowing! Meng Shenglin, what are you doing! Come stop the bleeding!!"

Meng Shenglin was also dumbfounded.He froze in place, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.It wasn't until Li Song shouted angrily that he recovered from his stiffness.

"I'm going to drive, you help Sinan stop the bleeding in the back seat." Li Song gently put Zhu Sinan into the car, for fear of pulling his wound, "Go to the nearest hospital."

Li Song hugged the unconscious Zhu Sinan and knocked open the door of the emergency department of the hospital. His face and body were covered with blood. The nurse on duty at night was startled and almost called for guards.

"The gunshot wound is located in the back of the heart." Li Song pulled the nurse over, "I want the best gunshot wound doctor here to perform the operation."

The nurse didn't dare to look directly at Li Song, who was covered with blood, and replied with a trembling voice: "Dr. Lin is on a business trip, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do now..."

"Brother Song, I'll do it." Meng Shenglin didn't know when he had changed into the surgical clothes. "I'll come. I must save him."

Li Song nodded, watched Meng Shenglin push Zhu Sinan into the operating room, and watched the lights in the operating room turn on.He leaned against the wall and sat slowly on the ground, his hands and clothes were covered with scabs of blood.He rubbed his hands, and the slightly brown blood was embedded in his fingerprints, and he couldn't rub it off.

It seemed to remind him all the time that the owner of these bloods was just behind a door, and his life and death were uncertain.

He didn't know what to think anymore, only the scene of wishing Sinan to block the bullet for him just now was left in his mind, playing back and forth frame by frame, bloody, mixed with Beijing's winter ice, scratched all over his body The fine and painful wound pierced his heart a little bit at the end.

He wanted to take a cigarette out of his pocket, but the hand holding the lighter shook so much that he couldn't even fire a flame.It was in its mouth, and it didn't know when it fell to the ground.

Li Song was so frightened that he couldn't control himself, he was afraid of everything.He was afraid that Meng Shenglin would come out of the operating room alone, and that Zhu Sinan would never be able to open his eyes again.He is a sailor sailing in the dark, but he watched the compass in his hand broken and lost his way forward.

He just stared at his hands, watched them tremble, and blamed them for not saving a complete Simon Zhu.

The sky is already bright.

The nurses in the hospital did not dare to approach the man covered in blood at the door of the operating room.He sat stiffly, motionless, as he had done since late at night.He turned a deaf ear to everything around him, fixed his eyes on the operating room, and never left.

"Brother Song." At dawn, Meng Shenglin came out of the operating room exhausted.Like Li Song, his surgical gown was also stained with a lot of blood.

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Li Song stood up all of a sudden: "How about it!"

Meng Shenglin took off his mask with relief, and smiled at Li Song: "Brother Sinan is very strong, maybe because he doesn't want to part with Song."

Hearing this news, Li Song's tense muscles seemed to lose their strength in an instant and relax.After this night of torment, Meng Shenglin felt that Li Song was a little older and shorter.

"Heaven has eyes." Li Song grasped Meng Shenglin's diaphragm with both hands, knelt down slowly, a drop of blood-red water flowed down his cheek, red.

"Didn't take him away from me."

"Brother Song," Meng Shenglin grabbed Li Song's hand and knelt down on one knee, looking straight at Li Song, with unshed tears in his eyes.Under the refraction of tears, Li Song's face is no longer clear.

"Brother Sinan has never asked me to tell you. He really doesn't have much time. I thought there would be at least four or five years left. When he tells you slowly, the injury this time is really too serious. His body can't afford it." Meng Shenglin choked up as he spoke, "It's only been a year or two, Brother Song."

When Li Song's father died when he was young, he cried fiercely, but his mother sat quietly in the mourning hall without shedding a single tear.

He thought it was his mother who was cruel and never had a father.

Now he is holding Meng Shenglin's hand, and he will lose the most important person in his life, his best friend, the love of his life, the delusions he has known since he was a classmate.

But no more tears.

It took a long time before Li Song found his only reason in the vast space and stood up.

He can't fall yet, can't.

"I still feel like heaven has eyes."

Youth is full of ups and downs, because only one person feels that the world is not so difficult.

He walked to Zhu Sinan's ward.

"At least we have snatched back a year or two from death. The best days."

At least there is still a chance, he can express his love to the moon every night, the starlight when the moon is hidden, and the people under the night sky.

Until death.