On the 15th floor of Block A in Hailan Community, there was a tall and handsome man. He adjusted his anxious mood and pressed the doorbell several times.
Ever since he became an undercover agent, he had not dared to step foot into this community again. Every time he would look at the house with the lights on from a distance.
This time when I returned to my motherland, I thought about it but regretted it.
"Who?!"
The door opened, and it was an old man wearing a blue shirt with gray hair on his temples.
He looked at the young man standing in front of him, his expression first changing from doubt to shock, "Yes, it's you!?"
"It's me, uncle." Seeing this familiar and friendly face again, Yang Jin almost burst into tears, and his heart was deeply touched.
After losing his parents, he was fostered in his uncle's house. During this period, he experienced the long-lost family affection. This was the warmest experience in his life.
"You're finally back." The uncle's nose felt sore and he held Yang Jin's hand tightly.
"Who is here?" When my aunt came out of the kitchen and saw Yang Jin, her face was in disbelief, and her eye circles gradually turned red, "My child, it's really you..."
Later, Yang Jin was taken to the house and sat down.
We all talked with each other, telling the past events of the past and our feelings about the present.
"Uncle, aunt, your appearance has changed." Yang Jin said distressedly.
Compared with childhood memories, there are indeed a few more wrinkles and gray hair.
"Hahaha, it's been more than ten years, how can your aunt and I remain unchanged?" The uncle waved his hands and smiled with a good attitude.
"On the contrary, it's you." He looked at Yang Jin carefully and marveled, "You have inherited the gods of the Nine Provinces, but it's different. It's no different from when you were young."
Recently, information about the successor of Erlang Shen has been officially announced and has been widely recognized and sought after by the public, so it is natural to know Yang Jin's identity.
The uncle's eyes flashed with memories, and he sighed with emotion: "Time flies so fast, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
He clearly remembered that when he was filling out his application form before the college entrance examination, the young man with fiery and determined eyes told him that he wanted to apply for the Anti-Narcotics Police Academy!
Even seeing the black and white photos of heroic sacrifices on the screen did not shake his belief in being willing to run into the darkness!
"After you became an undercover agent, there were rumors outside, but your aunt and I always believe that you will stick to your bottom line."
"From beginning to end, it's all about executing the mission," the uncle said seriously: "My child, you have suffered a lot these years."
Yang Jin's nose was sore and he was holding back tears. It turned out that his uncle and the others had not wrongly blamed him all these years.
You know, in the beginning, in order to gain the trust of his enemies, he did a lot of evil things.
For example, the case of severed limbs and corpse burning once caused great sensation.
Wanted posters about him were posted everywhere, and residents pointed and spoke with contempt and disgust.
He wanted to return to this community many times, but every time he only dared to watch from a distance.
I have no home, only myself, wandering like a lonely ghost.
"Thank you," Yang Jin wiped the tears from his eyes, feeling deeply relieved.
"What happened in the past is over, and you will have to start a new life later." The uncle patted Yang Jin on the shoulder, "If your parents knew better, they would definitely be proud of you."
The sun was shining brightly at noon, and the cicadas were chirping under the big trees.
In the playground of the Kunnan Police Academy, there are densely packed young people with straight military postures.
Their faces had a childish look that had not faded, and their eyes were full of admiration at this moment, looking at the inheritor of the gods who had been in the limelight recently and attracted widespread attention.
Everyone knows that this is a legend in the anti-drug industry and a predecessor they are proud of.
"Everyone is ready, salute!!"
With an order.
All the young people saluted uprightly, their eyes were straight and bright, with firm belief, as fearless as a newborn calf.
"Look, these are all good seedlings this year." A highly respected leader smiled at Yang Jin.
"Um."
Yang Jin nodded, scanning every young face, and the hot blood surged in his body.
Once upon a time, he was one of them, training hard day and night, and developed a deep friendship with the players around him.
Some old friends are still there, but most of them are gone...
"I ask you, will you regret it?" Yang Jin said with a serious face.
Hearing the idol's question, these young people in high spirits all responded loudly without thinking, "Report to the chief, we have no regrets!!!"
Yang Jin smiled, yes, he was the same at the beginning.
"I hope you will always remember this persistence today." Yang Jin said these words solemnly after careful consideration.
In this world, everyone has their own path. Once they set foot on it, they will go through all kinds of wind and rain. But after the wind and rain, you may not always see a rainbow. That is just your own wishful thinking.
But you have to remember who you were originally so you don't get lost in the darkness.
A certain cemetery.
Yang Jin held the white chrysanthemum in his hand and gently put it down in front of an unnamed tomb. It was revealed that this was the tomb of Wang Hu, the former captain of the anti-narcotics police squadron!
He could never forget that majestic and familiar face, nor could he forget the handover ceremony between an old man and a young man in an abandoned factory.
And, in the end, he was shot and fell to the ground, with a relieved smile on his lips before he died.
"Yang Jin, who are you?"
Suddenly, that mellow voice vaguely echoed in my ears.
Yang Jin had a conditioned reflex, straightened his waist suddenly, raised his hand and gave a standard military salute, with a resolute and determined look on his face.
"Anti-narcotics police officer, Yang Jin, belongs to the Fire Squadron of Kunnan City's No. 1 Anti-drug Brigade, Fire Squadron 1, police number 245777!!!"
After the sound, no one responded, only the silent unknown tomb in front of him stood silently.
Yang Jin felt bitter in his heart and slowly lowered his raised hand.
He knew that he would never see her again.
"Captain, thank you for your trust and cultivation. I have never forgotten your teachings to me over the years."
Saying that, Yang Jin bent down and bowed in a standard manner.
at last.
on the other side.
He knelt down in front of his parents' graves, recalling various events from his childhood in his mind, until the scene was fixed on two corpses lying in a pool of blood.
Even after many years, Yang Jin was still heartbroken and hated his powerlessness at the time.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Yang Jin murmured: "Do you know, in these years..."
He began to talk about the past to his parents like a child, frowning, smiling, expressing emotion, and bursting into tears.
Years of bitterness and bitterness poured out like beans.
The wind blows gently, turning into the waves of lovesickness.
When I came back, I was still a teenager!
for a long time.
Yang Jin smiled and said: "Also, I joined Tianting, which is a newly established organization by the country. I have met many like-minded partners in it. I will not be lonely in the future."
He wiped away his tears and stood up, feeling relieved, and said softly: "Dad, Mom, I'll see you again when I have time."
After turning around, Yang Jin froze on the spot.
Not far from him, a group of figures stood quietly.
The leader, the black-haired young man, smiled and waved, and the other companions also smiled, all without saying a word.
It turns out that everyone is waiting!
Warmth flowed through Yang Jin's heart. He took a deep breath and walked away, his steps sonorous and powerful.
Just like when leaving the police academy playground, a long slanted shadow was drawn on the ground
However, this time I am running towards the light...