I love you and hate you, ask if you know

Minglou felt in a trance that he was back in the downpour again, being hugged tightly with his whole body soaked...

In the ear, is the little girl's vowed promise: I just want to be with you, you are my everything.

After he had to hurt his cherished family members and successfully cleared him of the suspicion, the little girl he had watched and grown up stubbornly wanted to finish the scene.She threw away the umbrella, thinking that her tears would not be exposed; she hugged him so tightly, thinking that he would not feel her farewell.No matter what I say, I will not leave you, and you should not abandon me again, it is clear that she has already decided to abandon everything and die calmly.She thought he wouldn't be able to notice, she was so abnormal from the very beginning: every time she saw him, she hid such a deep nostalgia, and every hug seemed to be the last.She didn't even know how angry he had accumulated in front of her performance, but he knew that she must have a reason for doing this, so he could only try his best to endure the performance with her.

Thinking about it now, he doesn't regret it.He regretted that he only cared about being angry with her and didn't have time to enjoy her tenderness.

Her fiery eyes and hugs could melt even steel.It's a pity that in this life, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to relive it again.

Minglou let out a sigh of relief, wisps of astringent liquid overflowed from the corners of his lips.I really want to hug his little girl again, I really want to hold her hand and hear her say: as long as you are willing, I will do anything for you.

However, what enveloped him was only boundless darkness.The body, already numb from the pain, seemed to be out of control, like a dead leaf floating in the vast sea, floating and sinking endlessly.

Is this the end of life?After more than ten years of wind, frost, snow and rain, I know the weather.Dedicated to the country and the family, never allowing the slightest willfulness and willfulness.At this moment, the consciousness of life and death is in a haze, and I can finally allow myself to indulge - thinking of her.

Her every frown and smile, her affectionate eyes, her unreserved enthusiasm, the smell in her bosom...

I really miss it.I really want to fight but get drunk again.

Perhaps it was God's favor, and when he was half-drowsy and half-awake, Minglou vaguely felt that he was really in her arms.Drops of water hit her face one after another, just like hugging each other in the rain that day, she hugged him as if hugging the whole world.

Minglou suppressed the sudden ecstasy, trying to break free from the chaos that imprisoned him.

After years of training, even in a state of insanity, he can't lose his secret agent instinct.At this time, he was at a loss as to where he was, not sure whether he had hallucinations, let alone whether he was being lured and recorded.So, he pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

However, the surroundings were quiet, and no one asked questions after a long time.On the contrary, more and more "rainwater" dripped on the face and body.

Minglou gradually regained consciousness.Such a familiar warm breath, even if he died, he would not admit his mistake.

Slowly opening his eyes, there was still darkness in front of him, and the vaguely beautiful figure was buried in cleaning his wound.The body is hot and cold, and there are blunt pains, only the warm water dripping down is so clear.

"Don't cry." He couldn't help comforting in a low voice, his voice was very soft and light.In addition to being weak, he was also afraid that there would be monitoring equipment here.

Be careful holding him in his arms visibly stiff.Wang Manchun quickly wiped away tears, raised his eyes to cover up all the pity and love, gritted his teeth with an angry face, and scolded: "Minglou, you bastard!"

Hearing her scolding, Minglou felt relieved, knowing that this place is safe.Has the little girl finally blown her hair and stopped acting?He couldn't help hooking the corners of his lips, and actually smiled.

At that moment, it seemed as if warm sunlight had shone into this dark dungeon.Wang Manchun felt his heart skip a few beats.

After thinking about it, he was still so angry that he almost pushed him away, but looking at the injuries all over his body, his heart ached to death.

"You're still laughing at making yourself like this!" Wang Manchun said bitterly, "I think you are really degraded in IQ, and you can do such a thing that is not worth the loss!"

"Who said the gain is not worth the loss? I think it's worth it." Ming Lou spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse beyond recognition.

"shut up!"

Wang Manchun sniffed with red eyes, fed him a few sips of water, opened the thermos beside him, scooped out porridge spoon by spoon, and gave it to him.Her movements were extremely gentle, but she insisted on speaking in a rough voice: "What kind of nourishing porridge does your Axiang make, eat it for me while it's hot."

Minglou had no appetite at all, and his throat was burning with pain, but he still obediently put the porridge in his mouth, and swallowed carefully and diligently.Wang Manchun also knew that his breathing and digestive tract were injured by the chili water, so he couldn't force it, so he could only feed him slowly in small mouthfuls, hoping that he would eat more.

The two were silent for a while, and Minglou suddenly sighed and said, "Okay, don't be sad. Actually, it doesn't hurt that much, it just looks scary. Really."

Wang Manchun put down his spoon, and silently wiped away the tears streaming down his face.

"I gave you a painkiller injection, so I dared to touch your wound. After a while, the medicine wears off..."

She choked up at this point.Minglou struggled to raise his hand to hold her, with a soothing smile on his lips: "Don't worry, I can hold on."

Wang Manchun nodded with tears in his eyes.

"Our people used some tricks. Fujita Yoshimasa was called to Nanjing to report on his duties again. During his absence, I will be fully responsible for your affairs. Please be patient, we are trying to find a way."

"Manchun, don't take any risks." Minglou was a little nervous, and said solemnly: "Fujita Yoshimasa attaches great importance to me, rescue will be very difficult..."

"I know it's difficult, but there is always a way. Don't worry, I won't mess around."

Wang Manchun took a deep breath, enduring the overwhelming heartache: "As long as you, give me time."

"Don't worry." Ming Lou clasped her hand tightly and nodded in agreement.

After eating for a while and finally finishing the porridge, Minglou finally regained some strength and asked, "Even if Fujita isn't here, are you afraid of being discovered by people if you stay here for so long?"

"There are people from us outside, we will notify you if there is any situation." Wang Manchun replied simply.

"There are people from us?" Minglou was very surprised.After thinking about it carefully, the gaze she looked at her was a little unpredictable.

"There are people from us in the special high class. How come I, the head of the intelligence department, have never heard of it?"

Wang Manchun held back his guilty conscience and raised his eyebrows: "Not everything needs to be known to you, sir Ming?"

"Well, I don't know. What about my ex? Does the madman know?"

"You still dare to mention the lunatic?" Wang Manchun took the opportunity to change the subject: "The lunatic is about to die of anger, do you know that? I haven't been scolded by the teacher for many years, and this time I was scolded badly!"

Minglou was silent for a few seconds, and his expression suddenly turned cold: "He is willing to train you? If it wasn't for the wartime, I should have received the wedding candy long ago, right?"

"What?" Wang Manchun was at a loss.

"Aren't you his fiancée? It's written clearly in the file. No wonder you risked your life to save him!"

"fiancée?"

Wang Manchun was puzzled, and he thought for a long time before he figured out what was going on. He couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, you dare to ask privately about the confidential files? Then why don't you ask Ah Cheng if you want to know? Try to be as disciplined as possible." means!"

"Ask Ah Cheng?" Minglou was furious: "That bastard kept telling me that he was specially hired, so he didn't arrange life and death partners. A lie has deceived me for so many years, and it's not all about you." Learned!"

As soon as he got excited, his breathing lost his balance, and he suddenly coughed violently.The bright red blood froth instantly stained the pale lips.

"What does it matter to me that he lied to you?"

Wang Manchun was about to refute angrily, but when he suddenly saw him coughing up blood, she turned pale with shock, and hurriedly stroked his chest and back to calm his breath.After his breath subsided, he fed him a few sips of water, took out a bunch of colorful pills and handed them to him: "Take these medicines quickly."

He didn't ask too much, just stuffed all the pills into his mouth, and swallowed them with water.

Wang Manchun wiped his lips with a handkerchief. The pure white silk handkerchief was stained with blood.His heart was pounding and he was still startled, and his faint sigh came from his ears:

"Actually, a lunatic is a very good person, worthy of entrusting him for life."

If he had been a lunatic back then, the result would have been different.Man Chun will definitely be much happier!

Minglou thought about it.Thousands of emotions surged in my heart, and those entangled regrets could not be expressed, only a bitter smile on the face.

"Of course the teacher is a good person."

Wang Manchun bit her lip, and Boss Dai's face full of desire appeared in front of her eyes again...

"When I was in the military academy, I encountered a problem."

She couldn't help talking about the past, and she didn't know why she had to explain to him: "I was so worried at the time, I was afraid that Ah Cheng might not be able to figure it out, but I would risk my life. In the end, it was the teacher who stepped forward to help me solve it. But I didn't expect that, actually It's on the record."

What she said was extremely vague and cryptic, but Yiminglou's Yingwu understood it immediately.He closed his eyes, sighed and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Wang Manchun shook his head, not wanting to continue.Spreading out the blanket to wrap him tightly, he only said: "Sleep, you need to rest."

Minglou closed his eyes and stopped speaking.Wang Manchun didn't leave either, silently guarding him in the dark.

After a long time, he reached out fumblingly and took her hand.

"I'm sorry." He spit out these three words again.The voice is hoarse and gentle, like talking in sleep, but also like awake.

Wang Manchun held his breath, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

"Just now, I cleaned your wound..."

After hesitating for a moment, she opened her mouth softly and asked the doubts that had been accumulated in her heart: "What's the matter with the scar on your head?"

No one answered.There was silence, and her voice disappeared into the air.

He should have been fast asleep.