After Waking up Beside the Villain

It has been raining in Haicheng since last night.

The lead cloud is heavy, and the gray-black sky is like a piece of unwrung rag, covering the top of the head, making it stuffy everywhere.

Bai Chu got up early in the morning and moved things down from the attic.

The people in this small courtyard of the Fengxiang class were young boys who hadn't been on the stage a few times, and maybe they didn't have much future, so the class leader threw them here together.After another two years, when they are older, they will find their own way out, and they will not be able to eat rice.

Baichu has a good voice, a pretty face, and a beautiful figure. It stands to reason that he is by no means the type with no future, but he also lives here.

It's nothing else, it's just that no one has been used to him since he was a child, and the class leader also thinks that he has a bad temper and stage fright, and he is not a good material for a role.

But today he has his own yard and is moving out from here.

This may be due to the meeting on the [-]th day of the first lunar month that strengthened his courage, or it may be due to the half a catty of walnut cakes at Zhouji Dim Sum Shop, but in short, his life has gradually undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few months.

Three days ago, he stepped onto the stage of the Shanghai Grand Theater for the first time and sang a new play by a gentleman.

A senior reminded him, don't be a person who still sings in the backyard at a time like this, and be careful of those young people who are swearing.He is considered a character of his size, but he is incomparable with those famous characters whose reputation resounds throughout Haicheng, so he still has to be cautious in his actions.

But after Bai Chu thought about it, she was ready and went to sing.

This play is not the kind that everyone loves to listen to nowadays. There is no Wang Baochuan who guards the cold kiln, and there is no Yang Yuhuan who admires his own spring. It just tells a story about the Song Dynasty when the golden soldiers went south. .

After the play was sung, he paid a large sum of silver dollars, severed ties with Fengxiang class, bought a house by himself, lived outside, and ventured outside.The old class leader pointed at his forehead and scolded him for being heartless and a white-eyed wolf. He scolded him for two whole days, but Bai Chu turned a deaf ear to him.

He put away all his belongings in the attic, and there were not many, only two boxes.

After checking the box again, Bai Chu got up to close the small window in the attic.

The small window was facing a street, and on the opposite side of the street was a newly built middle school, where a simple table was set up, and a few people dressed as students gathered there.There were some leaflets on the street that were soaked by the drizzle, and most of them were printed with the words "refuse to sign, cancel the secret agreement", "Qingzhou is dead, the country is not the country".

Baichu can read and read some articles, and he also knows that the so-called signing incident has caused a lot of trouble recently, but he doesn't know much about it, so when he sees it, he stays away from it, not daring to get involved with the disturbance.

The country is not the country, the family is not the family, he even just understands his own life, and has no energy to think about other things.

But if it was true what the troupe in the yard said, the government would be managed by foreigners in the future, but he didn't feel as happy as those young boys who were curious about foreign things.

But he only knows how to sing and doesn't know anything else.

But foreigners still don't care about coming to Haicheng, this is Mr. Yu's place.

He knew that the people in Haicheng were just like him, they were afraid of Mr. Yu, and regarded him as King Yama, the Emperor of Earth.But he thought, if something happened, Mr. Yu would still have to rely on it, it had nothing to do with whether he was afraid or scolded.

With random thoughts spinning in her mind, Baichu closed the window, went downstairs and called the bearer up.He rented a sedan chair, and when talking about the price, the bearer said he would help carry the suitcase down.

Stepping on the stairs that have been eroded by rain all year round, there is a creaking sound, which makes your teeth sore.

The bearer carried his things and went downstairs, and Baichu followed behind.

Halfway there, a voice suddenly came from below.

"What are you doing here... What are you doing? Moving? Who told you to move? Where is the person in the attic? Baichu... Baichu!"

Hearing this movement, Baichu was in a trance.

Ever since Li Lingbi moved out and was with Xuan Qinghe, Bai Chu hadn't seen her former friend for a month.This made his life a lot easier during this period, and he didn't have to deal with this weird person in a state he was not used to.

There are so many strange rumors in troubled times. Baichu thought that Li Lingbi suddenly changed his appearance a few years ago, maybe he committed a weasel, or some other dirty thing, anyway, it's not good.

It's just that he secretly tried the black dog blood boy's urine and bought amulets secretly, but he didn't see any effect.

But in the end he could no longer be friends with Li Lingbi.

"I'm going to move out of the troupe."

Bai Chu walked down the stairs with a normal expression.

As he said that, he took a good look at the current Li Lingbi—this person's appearance was originally feminine and glamorous, but now he is no longer an actor, but he is dressed more colorfully than on the stage. The dark purple and red satin clothes are eye-catching. .

"What the people in the troupe said is not false. You really broke up with the troupe and want to move out and start your own business?"

Li Lingbi showed disbelief on her face: "No, why are you moving out when you're fine? Why are you leaving when the troupe raises you and teaches you? Wait, Baichu, are you... Are you with Mr. Yu? Contact? Mr. Yu wants to take you away?"

After hearing what was said before, Bai Chu thought that the fact that she went to the Zhouji dim sum shop had been exposed, so she couldn't help but be surprised.But after listening to it, he was relieved.

Although I don't know why Li Lingbi always looks like Mr. Yu would like him, but he didn't find anything, so it's good.

Bai Chu stabilized his mind, frowned and said, "I have nothing to do with Mr. Yu at all. You can't even count on catching wind and shadows when you say this. Ling Bi, you always talk nonsense like this, and you will get into trouble sooner or later." of."

Seeing that Baichu's expression did not seem to be fake, Li Lingbi also stopped guessing, wondering: "Then why do you have to leave the troupe, the troupe treats you badly?"

Bai Chu laughed and said, "There's nothing particularly bad, but there's nothing good either. When I walk out from here, I just owe nothing to each other, so there's nothing to say."

Li Lingbi keenly heard her dissatisfaction with Fengxiang class from Baichu's words.

He glanced at the two porters who were carrying boxes outside, and suddenly felt that when he came to this book, the butterfly wings flapped too hard, and the plot had been completely changed, not to mention, even the protagonist's temperament had changed .

You know, in his memory, although Bai Chu in this "Pear Garden of the Republic of China" has been bullied in Fengxiang Class, he never said anything bad about Fengxiang Class, but she cried silently.It was later that he became a blockbuster, and with Yu Jingzhi as his backer, he never broke up with the Fengxiang class, and he was very grateful to the old class leader for his retirement.

But now, all this has changed.

Li Lingbi looked carefully at the young man in front of him, feeling that something was different.

"Baichu, your ability is given by the theater troupe, you..."

Li Lingbi was only halfway through her sentence when she was interrupted by Bai Chu.

"My ability is based on myself. I haven't forgotten the teachings of the theater troupe. If you want to know, you can ask the troupe master how much money he took me the day before yesterday." Baichu's eyes were cold, "Li Lingbi, this theater troupe can go without you , but I can’t follow the truth.”

Li Lingbi almost didn't know the protagonist in front of her: "Baichu, why did you become like this?"

Seeing that the luggage was all moved, Bai Chu didn't want to entangle Li Lingbi any more, so he just glanced at him and said, "Li Lingbi, you never regarded me as a friend, and I wouldn't recognize you as a friend either."

After finishing speaking, Baichu quickly walked along the moss-covered path to the back door, and left quickly.

Li Lingbi stood in the middle of the courtyard in a daze, feeling extremely wronged in her heart.

He didn't expect that he treated Baichu so well after transmigrating, always thinking about saving Baichu from Yu Jingzhi's clutches in the future, and coming back to find him this time is also a good thing to think about him, but Baichu didn't say that he fell in love with him. , I still don’t treat him as a friend, I really feed the dog with sincerity.

Li Lingbi couldn't figure out what went wrong.

He turned around sadly and angrily, but saw that many young boys in the yard were watching the fun, and they didn't even practice their kung fu.

Glaring fiercely at the surroundings, he waited for the young boys to disperse like frightened birds before he kicked over the bucket by the well, snorted coldly, turned and left.

Li Lingbi was sullen all the way, and went back to her residence in a rickshaw. She wanted to complain to Xuan Qinghe, but she didn't see Xuan Qinghe's shadow. When she asked the servants, she said that Xuan Qinghe sent someone to tell her that she was busy with the factory in the past two days. So I won't come now.

Hearing this, Li Lingbi has a feeling that in modern society, her boyfriend is busy with overtime work and neglects him. Usually, at such a time, the best way to solve his boredom is to go to the bar to have a good drink, and then go to Bengbangdi to vent. , enjoy enjoying the nightlife.

There were no nightclubs in this era, but there were dance halls and brothels.

Li Lingbi is not interested in brothels, he can't handle women, but he can still go to the dance hall to have fun.

Li Lingbi couldn't sit still at home, and after dinner, she really couldn't help it, so she didn't hesitate anymore, and went out directly, got in a rickshaw and went straight to Paramount.

On the other hand, Xuan Qinghe, who didn't know that Li Lingbi went out to have a good time behind his back, really had something to do and was very busy.

He recently met a German official named Adams through some relationships. Today he waited for a whole day before meeting with Adams after dinner to discuss some business and factory support.

Germany's machinery is very famous, and it is also the most advanced in today's world. This is why Xuanqinghe set up a machinery factory and hired Adams.

The first meeting was very short, Adams did not express any clear attitude, and Xuan Qinghe didn't care. This is not something that can be done overnight.

When leaving Adams' residence, Xuan Qinghe noticed that Adams' housekeeper had ushered in another blond foreigner, and a car was parked outside to bring the foreigner over.

Xuan Qinghe took a closer look, and found that the person in the passenger seat of the car was Du Tianming, the well-known president of the Tianming Society.

"Master?"

The driver who opened the door aside said.

Xuan Qinghe withdrew his gaze, sat in the car, thought for a while, and said, "Remember the plate number of the car in front, and go find out whose car it is."

He had a feeling that the foreigner who went in just now was by no means an ordinary person.

In Adams' living room, a beautiful dancing girl made of ceramics popped out of the clock, and the ringing of the time followed.

Pete sat on a chair covered with velvet cushions, stared at the wine-red liquid slowly flowing into the goblet in front of him, and said, "Adams, you should choose to believe me. I have only been in Huaguo for half a year, and there is no such thing as that." ability to do something to your people."

"Besides, it is an undeniable fact that England will always be your friend, isn't it?"

Adams, who poured the wine himself, paused and put down the bottle.

"I have always believed in your friendship."

Adams raised his eyebrows, and said, "But that's not what was said in the meeting being held in Europe. Germany was defeated, so we can sit together and drink like this. You understand the truth of this, Pete."

Pete smiled and raised his glass: "European affairs are European affairs, and we are now in China."

Adams toasted him lightly.

"Then talk about China." Taking a sip of the wine, Adams felt the fragrance of the wine in his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and said, "As you said, Pete, European affairs are European affairs. In Huaguo, it is not easy to give in or leave. At least, I will not do so before Europe urges me."

"So, now I need some explanation from you."

Pete's eyes sank: "What kind of explanation do you want?"

"I have some doubts about Yu Jingzhi." Adams said very directly.

"Yu Jingzhi?" Pete frowned slightly, "You want me to test him? I remember that he used to be your partner. He established himself in Haicheng, had the power he has now, and had your help. Now you are Want to tell me, has your partnership broken down?"

Adams smiled and shook his head: "No, maybe not yet."

Seemingly observing Adams' expression inadvertently, Pete said slowly: "I can tell you, Adams, I have done some things very early on. Although Yu Jingzhi is a strange arrogant Chinese , and has a lot to do with those progressives, but there's really nothing suspicious about him."

"He is no different from those selfish bloodsuckers. At least that's what I got."

"However, if this is what you need, as a friend, I will not refuse."

Adams smiled, did not answer, but raised his glass again.

after an hour.

Pete walked out of Adams' residence with a little alcohol smell, Adams sent him to the door, and the two waved goodbye in a friendly manner.

The car turned and drifted away under the street lights.

In the car, Pete leaned on the back seat, his drunken face dissipated, leaving only sobriety.He glanced back inexplicably, and whispered, "German nonsense."

Looking away, he looked at Du Tianming who was sitting in the driver's seat and driving: "Where's your son, Mr. Du?"

The driver was Du Qi, but there were only two people in the car, Pete and Du Tianming.

Du Tianming glanced in the rearview mirror, and said in a low voice, "Du Qi is going to handle the gang affairs."

Pete just asked casually and didn't care. He closed his eyes and began to think about what Adams said.

He told Adams that he believed in Yu Jingzhi and that he didn't plan to deal with him again, which was also nonsense.In fact, as long as Haicheng's piece of fat doesn't move here for a day, then he won't let Yu Jingzhi go for a day.

More and more people want to eat this piece of fat. For these people, Yu Jingzhi is a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh, and they will never have any other attitude.

It's just that it's not so easy to get rid of such a deep and powerful influence that Yu Jingzhi has managed in Haicheng.

Therefore, Pete knew very well that for the time being, he would not refuse some of Adams' requests.It's just that in the process of fulfilling these requirements, he can't guarantee whether he will do something that makes Adams feel redundant.

It was also this humid night with drizzle, and the car and horses of Paramount in the middle of the night gradually thinned out.

Li Lingbi, who smelled of alcohol, separated from the two greasy-haired and powder-faced sons, and staggered out of the ballroom.

He was so drunk that he couldn't even think of stopping the rickshaw, so he just kept walking forward.

Not long after walking, just as he left behind the feasting and feasting behind him, acid surged in his stomach.Li Lingbi tightly covered her mouth, looked left and right, and plunged into a dark and narrow alley next to her.

Her throat tightened, and Li Lingbi vomited, her shoulder hit the wall of the alley, and she vomited.

Most of the drink was vomited out, and Li Lingbi retched for a while before she recovered.

He staggered, and suddenly kicked something under his feet.He looked down, but he couldn't stand still and fell down.

The floor was not as hard as expected, but the bottom of his body was soft, and a man's muffled groan came from his ear.

Li Lingbi stretched out her hand to touch it, and her fingers were sticky, like blood.

This made him sober all of a sudden, and most of his drunkenness went away.

Li Lingbi raised her head, and looked at the injured and unconscious person under her through the faint light from the entrance of the alley.

When he could barely see the cold and handsome face in front of him, he was taken aback.

He seems to have seen this person in a theater.

They said he was the young master of the Tianming Society, named Du Qi.

……

Chu Yunsheng, who was so absorbed in weapons and machinery, was completely unaware of the calculations outside and the historic meeting between Li Lingbi and Du Qi.

The location of the arsenal was finally chosen by Yu Jingzhi in an extremely hidden location, surrounded by some factories under cover, and an abandoned pier, where some things could be transferred.

There was no need for Chu Yunsheng to follow up on the matter of this factory, except that he went there for a few days when it was just getting ready, and then he didn't go again.For some blueprints or objects, Yu Jingzhi will arrange special personnel to hand them over and protect them, and he does an excellent job of keeping them secret.

So except for ending work a little earlier every night and going home to study the blueprints, Chu Yunsheng's life was still the same as before, without any changes.

Occasionally, Yu Jingzhi would come over at night, exhausted all over, unable to say a few words, and fell into a deep sleep leaning against Chu Yunsheng's arms.On the second day, before dawn, he woke up again and left in a hurry.

After counting Yu Jingzhi's sleep time, Chu Yunsheng made a special prescription and boiled some soothing decoction for him.Yu Jingzhi frowned and drank it, then lay down on his pillow, saying that he could sleep very well on this bed with or without the decoction.

Chu Yunsheng ignored him, but adjusted the prescription to make the taste sweeter.

Chu Yunsheng didn't ask about the results of Yu Jingzhi's outings with Mr. Fang Jiming. Seeing Yu Jingzhi's face getting colder every day, he more or less guessed the answer.

I don't know if it was affected by this incident, but Chu Yunsheng found that there seemed to be more people observing him in the dark in recent days.And in the hospital, many patients seemed to always focus on him intentionally or unintentionally.

Chu Yunsheng had a premonition that something might happen.

Sure enough, on the fourth day after he noticed these gazes, on his way back from get off work, which was only a few hundred meters away, a female student with injuries on her body appeared and was heading towards the hospital.

When the female student saw him, she was pleasantly surprised: "Doctor Chu... Are you Dr. Chu from Renhe Hospital?"

Chu Yunsheng stopped and looked at the pretty female student.

"Doctor Chu, I'm Jiang Xiuxiu. We met in the hospital last time. Have you finished work at this time? Are the hospitals closed? I heard that some hospitals don't accept patients at night..."

As she said that, Jiang Xiuxiu let out a groan, and stretched out her hand to touch the wound on her knee. It seemed to be in excruciating pain, and she couldn't even stand upright.

"Doctor Chu, I accidentally fell when I went to the rally, can you talk to the hospital and help me treat the wound..."

With water in his eyes, Jiang Xiuxiu looked at Chu Yunsheng very pitifully.

But Chu Yunsheng didn't receive Jiang Xiuxiu's weak and pitiful signal. He was looking down at the wound on Jiang Xiuxiu's knee, and decided in his heart that the matter of making a batch of convenient and practical band-aids should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

"Doctor Chu?"

Jiang Xiuxiu called again.

Hearing the sound, Chu Yunsheng came back to his senses, calmly raised his hand and stopped a rickshaw that happened to pass by: "Hi, please send this injured patient to Marina Hospital."

After saying this to the coachman, Chu Yunsheng looked at Jiang Xiuxiu again, and added a half-sentence in a sincere tone: "Miss Jiang, Marina Hospital accepts patients as usual at night, so don't worry."

Jiang Xiuxiu was taken aback for a moment: "...Huh?"