Where to send the rest of your life

Jin Yunhe really didn't expect that he really fell down this time, he was so useless and completely fell down.

Not long ago, he was waiting for Xue Wenxi to pick him up like a new daughter-in-law who was about to get married, and he was trembling with excitement, but now, the trembling seemed a little uncontrollable.He shuddered with fear, and terrified of feeling his own shudder.

This fear is real and personal to him.It was as if he had been cut off a piece of flesh once, and before the dull pain of the knife cut had completely disappeared and been forgotten by him, he saw the cold flash of the blade again.

Wearing a new and beautiful dress, he curled up in the corner of the prison, silently staring at the unshakable iron bars in front of him, waiting for his unknown fate.

Around afternoon, Kazama Harata led a few people to open the door.Jin Yunhe didn't dare to fall asleep, but just kept in a daze, having strange dreams.

The sound of unlocking the lock was silent, but it woke him up instantly. When he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw Kazama Harata standing in front of him expressionlessly.

Mrs. Kazama Hara went to visit her father this morning, and was scolded by him head and face. The content of the scolding was nothing more than that he was not up to date.Kazamahara thought about it too much, and felt that he was not very up-to-date, so he decided to follow his father's arrangement and get a job in the army.

And because Shanghai is already under the control of Japan, there is no chance for him to flex his muscles, so he was assigned to another place and will leave soon.

Kazamaharata didn't know where the other places were, and he didn't care too much, but he really wanted to take Jin Yunhe away as well, as a companion for himself.If he really has to go to the battlefield to fight, he will be at the mercy of fate whether he lives or dies.Whether he can win the battle is unknown in the first place, and even if he wins, he may not necessarily wait for that day.

Kneeling down in front of Jin Yunhe, Kazamaharata kissed his face.

Jin Yunhe didn't move, but Kazama Harata did feel him shaking.The big innocent eyes and the silent mouth made Kazamaharata feel that he was scared.

"What are you afraid of?" Kazamaharata smiled sarcastically, "Are you afraid of me?"

Jin Yunhe lowered his head and still didn't speak.

When Kazamaharata saw him being wronged like this, anger suddenly rose in his heart. He grabbed Jin Yunhe's arm suddenly, and pulled him up from the ground.

Jin Yunhe's feet were so limp that he couldn't stand up, he crooked his body and sat back down again.

"You fucking don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me!" Kazamaharata roared, "I'm going to war, and I'm going to take you away too, what should you do, what can you do?"

Jin Yunhe looked up at him, with two teardrops hanging on his eyelashes.He finally spoke, his voice was soft and begging: "I beg you, please let me go."

This was the first time that Jin Yunhe said kind words to himself. Kazamahara was too stunned. He turned his head away and stared at the dirty ground in the prison: "I said, don't pretend to be pitiful."

Jin Yunhe stopped talking again, and shrank back, stretching out his arms to hug his legs.

The two stalemate in silence for a while, Kazamaharata squatted down in front of him again, held his head with both hands, and said fiercely: "You follow me, I won't treat you badly."

Jin Yunhe didn't look at him, but at his own toes.

Kazamahara was too impatient, grabbed his calf and dragged him out: "Don't shrink in for me, come out."

Jin Yunhe thumped, but there was nothing around him, except for the wall. He couldn't grab anything when he stretched out his hand, so he had to let himself be dragged out by his calf.

After dragging Jin Yunhe to the middle, Kazama Harata let go.As soon as Jin Yunhe lost his restraint, he immediately retracted his legs, embraced him with his arms, and lowered his head silently.

Kazamaharata laughed strangely, took out a lighter and a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and lit the cigarette again.

Although it was broad daylight and steaming summer outside, the prison was dark and cold, and it was eternal night.In the cramped space, only a little cigarette butt was shining, and Kazamaharata stared at the cigarette, letting it burn by itself for a while.

Then he frowned, and suddenly took that cigarette to burn Jin Yunhe.

Jin Yunhe already had scars all over his body, so it doesn't matter if he adds two more.Kazamaharata thought so.

Jin Yunhe finally let out a loud cry at this moment, and jumped up from the ground.Of course he wouldn't let Kazamahara burn himself too wildly, so he could only scurry around in this place where there wasn't much space.However, this place is really too small, no matter how he escapes, he will still be burned.

Kazama Harata finally threw away the cigarette butt, grabbed Jin Yunhe with both hands and knocked him to the ground.

Jin Yunhe panted on the ground sideways, his hands were cut behind his back by Kazamaharata.

Kazamaharata reached out to pick up the cigarette butt on the ground, and after blowing on it, the sparks lit up again.

He squeezed the cigarette butt, twisted it hard on the inside of Jin Yunhe's legs, and said bitterly: "You run again!"

Jin Yunhe whimpered and lay still on the ground. He closed his eyes tightly and pressed his forehead to the ground, feeling that the whole world he was in was distorted.

The cigarette butt was extinguished, Kazamahara Tai pulled off his pants: "Does it hurt? Why doesn't it hurt?"

Jin Yunhe turned over, glanced at Kazamaharata, and then rolled his eyes without saying a word, just staring at the ceiling and not moving.

Xue Wenxi tried his best and finally found Jin Yunhe's location, but the police department is the lackey of the Japanese, so he really couldn't think of any way to rescue Jin Yunhe immediately.

Bitch, God is a bitch.

Xue Wenxi hurried back to the Shanghai Hotel, but had no choice but to call Ye Fusi again for help.

Xue Chengfu observed Xue Wenxi without knowing why, and when he heard a stranger mentioned in his mouth, he murmured in his heart.However, he was not stupid, he saw that Xue Wenxi was not easy to provoke at this time, so he pretended not to know anything, just watched from the side, and didn't interrupt.

After Xue Wenxi made the phone call, he went out without saying a word.Xue Chengfu pouted, and sat down on the sofa to read the newspaper.

Kazama Harata moved back to his home from Tianhe Garden.His home is in the British Concession, a small bungalow that was once sealed up, and it is very well decorated.

But Mrs. Kazama did not bring Jin Yunhe out, but kept him in prison, because she firmly believed that Jin Yunhe was a cheap bone and could not give him a good face.

Jin Yunhe only stayed in the prison for two days, but the darkness inside the prison took away all the little light left in his heart.For a few moments, he felt as if he had returned to a long time ago. During those days, death was the only relief for him.

Because the prison is airtight and the time cannot be calculated, Jin Yunhe does not know when it is day and when it is night, let alone how long he has been here.He was very afraid that Xue Wenxi would leave if he couldn't find him, because Xue Wenxi never said that he would take him with him.

So Jin Yunhe went to sleep.Asleep, the world will probably be a little friendlier.

Once when he woke up, Jin Yunhe suddenly thought of Xue Tanpei.He hadn't heard from Xue Tanpei for a long time, and he rarely thought of him.However, when he suddenly thought of it, he could still feel some strange tenderness.These gentlenesses had inexplicably taken root in his heart since he was young, and then disappeared for a while, but now they suddenly reappeared, making him feel very unreal.

Suffering and joy for a moment, all kinds of tastes mixed together, forming a vast ocean current, supporting his body and shaking slowly, not knowing where he was going.

Jin Yunhe closed his eyes, tilted his head, and was still curled up in the corner with his arms around his knees.

There seemed to be a warm current beside him, carrying him and drifting away.

There was a click, but someone opened the iron door.A figure walked in in a trance, Jin Yunhe squinted his eyes, thinking that he was dreaming again.He saw Xue Tanpei walking in from the door - did he want to bend down and pick him up and take him home?