Slowly opening my eyes, what I saw was not the gray sky, but the bright white surroundings. What I felt in my right arm was not pain, but the inability to feel pain.
Qian Mo struggled to sit up, but tried twice to no avail. The pain in his calves made him take a breath, and the strong smell of formalin here made Qian Mo frown. He hated it.
this taste
When there was movement in Qian Mo, the two people outside the school doctor also noticed it and walked in quickly.
The white employee ID card on Mr. Ling's chest dangled in front of Qian Mo, without the blood red under the gray sky.
"Are you awake?" Mr. Ling walked to Qian Mo and stretched out his wrinkled hand to test the temperature on his forehead. It was normal and there was no sign of high fever.
"Am I fainted?" Qian Mo felt like he had a dream? It wasn't a dream, it was a memory!
Mr. Ling took a towel and wiped his face. This was a habit when he was in the Middle East. In the past, blood would remain on the injured person's face after being injured.
"It's been more than six hours since I fainted." Mr. Ling looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
Behind Mr. Ling, Qian Mo saw the white silhouette and smiled: "It's so late, why didn't you go back?"
Lin Bingqi ignored him and just looked at him with her beautiful eyes, which made Qian Mo feel embarrassed.
Mr. Ling stroked his beard beside him: "There were several little girls here just now, but it seems that they left first after receiving a call and something urgent. I tried to persuade this little girl for a long time, but she didn't say a word."
The several girls that Mr. Ling mentioned were Liu Yiyu, Ouyang Ru, and Xia Xin. Xia Xin was also present after the 100-meter race. She followed them at that time, but none of these Qianmo knew how to do it.
Know
"That's her character," Qian Mo whispered, looking at Lin Bingqi: "I'm hungry, let's go eat together?"
…
Under the faint neon lights, the silhouettes of the two people on the road were stretched out.
In the end, Qian Mo and others did not go out to eat. It was after nine o'clock in the evening. The old man was a little tired and was used to going to bed early. Lin Bingqi said that she was going home. After being outside for so long, her mother sent two text messages asking her what she was doing.
time to go home
"If you can't walk easily, don't be brave." Lin Bingqi looked at Qian Mo next to her carefully, fearing that he would fall if he lost his footing.
From the beginning, Qian Mo wanted to walk by himself. Lin Bingqi tried to help him several times but was rejected with a smile. Although she was very surprised that the boy next to her showed no signs of injury as he walked, but she was worried.
"It's a small injury, it's nothing." There were no broken muscles or bones, no bullet marks or gunshot wounds, it was just a weak ligament. For Qian Mo, it was really just a small matter.
Lin Bingqi didn't say anything, but her eyes were full of disbelief.
Qian Mo smiled bitterly, he could only speed up the recovery of this injury by exercising more, instead of being pushy as Lin Bingqi said. Seeing the nervousness on her cold and pretty face, Qian Mo suddenly felt that this felt very good.
"It's really okay! By the way, it's so late for me to take you back?" Qian Mo changed the subject.
The girl's face turned red after hearing this. The plot of the boy sending the girl home was very important to the girl.
Although Lin Bingqi was happy in her heart, she said angrily: "Who wants you to give it away?"
…
Bus No. 59. Coincidentally, Qianmo can also go home on this bus.
Although the girl refused duplicitously, she finally acquiesced and allowed Qian Mo to follow.
There were not many passengers on the bus that arrived at nine o'clock. It was neither the rush hour nor the midnight time when people go home. Qian Mo and Lin Bingqi had two seats on the bus.
There were not many conversations along the way. Lin Bingqi just said that Qianmo’s 100-meter time today was nine seconds and one-three! At one time, this result was thought to be an error in the stopwatch or because the staff pressed the button too fast. After all, the world record is nine seconds.
At 58 seconds, could it be that the University of Hong Kong has a student who is more flying than flying? What a joke!
However, the results of the second and third place were 10.10 and 10.12 respectively, which were good but normal results. The first place Qian Mo’s incredible acceleration at the end was indeed ahead of these two people at the time.
At least the incident of nearly nine meters is too bizarre!
In the end, the old principal waved his hand and Qian Mo still won the first place in the 100-meter event, but the published speed was ten seconds and seven! No one is allowed to talk about this anymore!
At the penultimate stop on No. 59 Road, Lin Bingqi with a slightly red face asked Qian Mo to get off the train together.
"The air here is really good." Qian Mo took a deep breath after getting off the car. This place was already in the suburbs and the air was very fresh.
Lin Bingqi's family is not rich. Her mother is a middle school music teacher and her father is a laid-off worker. For her, although the family is not rich, they live a comfortable and quiet life. She never cares about what others think of her, but now, she cares about the men around her.
the opinion of
"My family lives in this suburb." She spoke in a very soft voice. Lin Bingqi didn't dare to look at Qian Mo. She was afraid that she would see the disdain that city people have towards rural people from his face.
Seeing Lin Bingqi's expression, Qian Mo smiled and said: "The place I lived in before was much worse than this. I have always envied the people who live in this peach garden. When I make money in the future, I will help you live here."
What Qian Mo said came from the bottom of his heart. Having experienced the flames of war, he knew how many people envied this place. Although the last sentence was a joke, Qian Mo still came from what he was thinking.
Lin Bingqi raised her head and stared at Qian Mo for a long time. Then she suddenly smiled, revealing two small dimples: "Thank you."
The girl didn't say thank you, and Lin Bingqi didn't invite Qian Mo Yi Tong to her home. The girl blushed and thought that if she invited her, her parents would definitely gossip tonight. Originally, Qian Mo wanted to give Lin Bing Qi an extra Yi Tong.
Cheng, but Lin Bingqi refused with a blush on her face. Her home was not far away. If her neighbors saw her, she would definitely be teased by them.
Watching the white figure walk to a three-story building and go in, you can vaguely hear a little conversation.
"Bing'er, who is that boy? Dad accidentally saw him when he went out just now. Haha, why don't you invite him in and sit for a while?"
"Dad, we are just ordinary friends..."
"Oh, my daughter is acting like a spoiled child."
"You damn old man, your daughter is grown up and we don't need to worry about it anymore, but Bing'er, who is that boy?"
…
"Bing'er?" Qian Mo shook his head and smiled bitterly after hearing this, and murmured Lin Bingqi's little girl's coquettish tone. This was the first time he heard it, and his uncle called her 'Bing'er', which was very appropriate.
Taking another look at the cozy three-story building, Qian Mo felt a little envious
After gathering himself, the smile on Qian Mo's face faded. He still had things to deal with later. He turned around instead of walking towards the bus stop sign, but instead walked to the middle of the street lamp, where the light was not that bright.
"You two, after following me for so long, there is no one here, no need to hide anymore." Qian Mo took out a cigarette. He had not smoked for a long time. Although he had no craving for cigarettes, he missed the smell.
The cigarette is lit, and the red dots are very eye-catching in this dark night. The footsteps are amplified by the tranquility of the suburbs, and can be heard clearly.
One person is short and the other is fat. He is actually wearing a military cotton-padded coat. His appearance cannot be seen clearly in the dark.
"Are you Qian Mo, the one who single-handedly recovered all the money robbed from the bank according to the information? Sure enough, you have two brushes." It was the short man who spoke, with a calm and powerful tone.
"Is something wrong?" Qian Mo took out his wrinkled Yun Yan and threw it over. These two people were soldiers, Qian Mo could feel it.
The fat man took out two of them, handed them to the short man, and then returned the cloud smoke to Qian Mo, holding it in his mouth without lighting it: "The army is asking you for a cooperation, you can accept it or not."
"My reward?" Qian Mo held Yun Yan between his arms and blew out the smoke. He looked at the two of them and suddenly raised the corner of his mouth: "Even if the hirer is a soldier, mercenaries will not do useless work."
"Give you a military status," the fat man said
Qian Mo's lips showed sarcasm, he was not surprised by this reward.
The short man was angry when he saw the sarcastic look on Qian Mo's lips, but he restrained himself very well. The fat man thought he had a much better temper, so the fat man showed a smile, although it was a very standard smile: "We are soldiers, look.
You are not a mercenary, and you mercenaries look down on soldiers. This is a fact! But the soldier status we gave you can provide you with convenience in your current life. As long as you agree, you will be a soldier of our 853rd Division!
"
"First tell me why you came to me." Qian Mo was unmoved. Not to mention that he was not interested in his status as a soldier. Even this status was not easy to obtain.
"The approval document issued by Kyoto contains the figure of Third Master," the fat man continued with a smile.
Qian Mo frowned, what do you guys in Kyoto mean by this? Is it because you got the project from the local forces in Kyoto to facilitate yourself?
"Mission!" Qian Mo looked at the fat man
"A group of mercenaries have flown in from abroad. The time and purpose of arriving in Hong Kong City are uncertain. We hope to get your help by then. Hong Kong City is not suitable for large-scale military garrison." The fat man did not leave after the smile appeared.
go
"Killer?" The fat man had already mentioned this, and Qian Mo knew what he meant: "The remuneration is not enough. Since I have made it clear that this is the point, then I will increase my remuneration a little bit more."
"Qian Mo, you are a bit greedy. It has already wasted a lot of effort to pass the news down and mobilize the troops to assist. The more you go further, the more backlash from the higher ups will be!" It was not the fat man who agreed, but
The short man, who had been frowning, looked at Qian Mo's demands too much.
Qian Mo smiled: "I have this value"
The fat man looked at the young man again, and stopped the short man who was about to scold him: "I will follow up to report, but success or failure depends on whether you really have that much value."
After the two of them finished talking, they didn't care about anything unrelated to Qian Mo. When they turned around, two bright lights lit up in the darkness. They were tall military jeeps.
After a while, there was only one person on the quiet asphalt road in the suburbs. Qian Mo enjoyed the air with a hint of grass fragrance, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. Life in Hong Kong City had officially begun.