"I really hope your wound lasts forever." I said through gritted teeth. "I'm tired! I'm going to bed." I pushed away the chair and walked to the bed with majestic steps.
Na Miantang followed me and joked in a deliberately protracted tone: "There is no greater blessing a man can receive from his fiancée than this."
I was furious: "I heard a joke today, saying that I am at best a concubine in front of others. I have said that I am not anyone's concubine, I am Mao Jiujiu. If any of your friends recreate my Yaoyan
, if I can’t marry the man I love in the future - Song Da, I’m going to fall out!"
The big hand of Miantang held me tightly, and the corners of his mouth curved down, showing a mocking smile: "I really should strangle you to death, Maomao. This way, the world will be much more peaceful."
"From now on, I just want to live my own life. You paid off my salary and I won't do it anymore. Please don't bother me anymore, and I won't bother you either."
"Excuse me? Wage?" Na Miantang looked at me and smiled and said: "Since I met you, I have been disturbed to death, Maomao, I will not let you go, the woman I am looking for, I am looking for.
I want to get it. Besides, you don’t plan to do anything for me anymore, so of course I have no obligation to give you money.”
Shameless! No, I once worked in the fields with an empty stomach and bare feet. My back was broken and my hands were bloody. In order to earn a bite of food, I played tricks and deceived and worked day and night.
I just want to make money, and I absolutely can't give it up. I can't, it's mine! My only lifeline.
His provocative smile suddenly disappeared: "Wait a minute, Maomao, I'm going to get you some tea, you look like you're about to faint."
Na Miantang had to use his hand to steady my hand, and brought his arms closer to my lips. I still couldn't help trembling, and after I finished drinking, he put the empty cup on the ground and rubbed my hands until they were
Warm up and stop shivering.
"Tell me honestly now, do you really care about what Anna said?"
"Then Miantang, you're not telling the truth, are you? You're not going to deny me my wages, are you?"
"Fuck your money, Maomao, what I'm asking you."
"Fuck you!" I yelled back, "I'm asking you."
"I know that when it comes to money, you don't care about anything. Okay, ok, ok, now you can answer me, right?"
"you swear?"
"I swear."
"Old rule, settle once a month."
"Okay, okay, after the end of the month, you can talk now."
I let out a long breath of relief, then took a deep breath and told everything I knew. He interrogated me for nearly half an hour about my contact with Na in the past few days, until he told me everything I had heard.
After squeezing it all out, his eyes turned horribly dark, he let go of my body, turned around and left.
In the hospital ward, Anna looked at Mian Tang, whose eyes were as cold as night, but his expression was very calm, without a trace of joy or anger. She smiled "chi", and when she was about to speak, her throat was strangled by the man's hand.
, slamming her back against the wall.
His strength was so strong that Anna felt that her whole body was about to be broken by the blow, and her slender neck was held in his hand, making her breathless, but she was still laughing.
It made a "chichi" sound, which sounded very strange in this quiet night.
Mian Tang's eyes were cold, his big hands tightened without mercy, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed. He lowered his voice and said word by word: "Anna, don't force me to kill you."
Anna's face turned red from being choked by him, her breathing gradually became faster, and her eyes filled with tears. She looked at the man she loved most in front of her, and almost burst out a few words from her throat: "That Miantang, only me,
I truly love you and can do anything for you."
Mian Tang still had an expressionless face, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes. He turned his hand, and he could even hear Anna's bones making a "gurgle" sound in his palm.
With a little effort, she will die.
"I'm warning you, don't mess with Mao Jiujiu again, don't get involved with the Japanese again, don't think that I don't know, who reported my whereabouts in the hospital to the Japanese? You are a Chinese!" Na Miantang!
The coldness in his eyes deepened day by day, and his voice sounded extremely cold. He watched helplessly as the blood faded from Anna's face inch by inch, but he didn't do anything again.
Anna never thought that Na Miantang would be so cruel. Her body softened and the light in her eyes began to dim. Only then did Na Miantang let go of her hand. She slid along the wall to the ground, coughing desperately.
I don't know how long I coughed, until tears streamed down my face, and then the color on my face slowly recovered.
"Don, I am obsessed with accepting the arrangement of the Japanese, because I love you so much. As long as the Japanese hand over the cat Jiujiu, they will not do anything bad to you." Anna looked at the person in front of her.
Her face was pale and pale, and she had long lost her former beauty. Her bun was loose and her whole body was lying on the ground, but she was extremely haggard.
Anna originally thought that these words could impress Na Miantang, but she didn't expect that he would not feel good about it. Anna pulled his sleeve: "Tang, don't you understand my sincerity?"
Na Miantang bent down, gently pulled his hand away, raised her chin, let her meet his eyes, and said calmly: "If you continue to struggle with the Japanese, if you dare to touch her again,
Genfatou, I want your life."
That Mian Tang's voice was cold and decisive, leaving no room for doubt, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even more frightening to see.
Anna was heartbroken at this moment. She understood one thing - he would really kill her. For me, a woman, he would really kill her!
She smiled sadly, mocking herself infinitely. She wanted to drag Mian Tang's feet. Although her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, it was clear: "Don, I don't know why the Japanese want Mao Jiujiu. She is
You are such a curse, leave her, I will serve you like a cow or a horse, I don’t want any status, okay?”
Na Miantang took out a silver note from his sleeve, pressed it on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Anna, as long as you stay safe and save a little, this bank note will be enough for you to spend for several years. I will leave tomorrow."
, I will not come again in the future.”
"Why?" Anna was like a bolt from the blue, her voice a little sharp with excitement, "What have I done wrong? Can I correct it, okay? Don't leave."
"It's not these." Na Miantang paused and said categorically: "I can't give you what you want." As soon as he finished speaking, Na Miantang paused, but finally opened the door without saying a word.
Walked out of the ward.
Anna chased him out frantically, but under the night, Mian Tang was nowhere to be seen. On the table was a large banknote. Anna suddenly burst into laughter, until her face was filled with tears. They all say that ruthless actors are meaningless.
, it turns out that the most ruthless and unjust people are men.
She felt as if her whole body had been immersed in water and ice. She was so frightened and frightened that she collapsed on the ground.
Nightmares always start like this - there will be fog everywhere. I haven't had such a dream for a long time, but this scene is always subconscious. I started to twist my body, tossing and turning, and I cried, as if I was about to
Something big was going to happen, and disaster was about to happen. Then, I couldn't control myself and ran away. I rushed forward without a sense of direction. I fell down and got up again, running through the thick white fog. I felt
It's so cold, I'm dying of cold, I'm so hungry, I can't eat anything.
In my dream, I saw a familiar figure through the fog - Brother Gui. He was always in front. No matter how hard I rushed, I couldn't get past him. But once I got close, the phantom disappeared and never came back.
I ran and ran, and then I saw Miantang again, and he always turned his back to me. Then the fog gradually became thicker, and I began to disappear. I shouted to them anxiously: "Brother Gui...
.Brother Gui...that Miantang...that Miantang..."
"Shh...shh, you are dreaming again, this is not true."
"What about Mian Tang?"
"Yes, I'm here, shush - don't scream anymore, it's not real. You're fine. I'll stay with you. No one or ghost dares to mess with you." Strong arms helped me sit up and hugged me.
I really felt warm and safe, even though we were arguing just an hour ago.
I was half awake in astonishment. The fog disappeared. The light made me clearly see Miantang's face. He was looking down at me: "Why are you here? Aren't you going back to your room to sleep?"
I cried: "It's so scary. I had a dream just now."
"Is it still the same dream as before?"
"Yes, I dreamed that I saw you and Brother Gui in the fog. I ran to find you, but you ignored me. I couldn't see anything clearly in the fog. I was hungry and cold, and it scared me half to death. Then
Miantang, I'm afraid."
Na Miantang hugged me tightly, and the strong and powerful heartbeat from his thick chest reached my ears: "Of course you will feel cold and hungry. You didn't eat dinner, and you kicked the quilt again. I will get you something to eat."
, okay?"
"I don't want to eat now, I want to sleep. How do you know I'm having a nightmare?"
"You screamed so loudly that the glass window almost shattered." His voice was as gentle as a lullaby.
"Then I'll cover you with a quilt. You won't be able to sleep soundly." He helped me lie down, pulled up the quilt, and covered my body. "Tomorrow morning, I'll have someone prepare chicken legs and stir-fried beef for you."
Rice noodles, milk, cake, think about it, this will be a rich breakfast, you will sleep well, you are always a good eater, Cat."
"You have to fall asleep with me before you leave."
"Okay, I'll stay with you. I'll sleep on my side next to you and never touch you." His voice was filled with smiles and tiredness, and the careless laughter came from low. The arm that didn't belong to me came from
The back of my neck was wrapped around me, and I was hugged to him.
After a while, he left my room. I strained my ears to listen to his footsteps. He didn't go out. He slept in the bed next to mine. I smiled and closed my heavy eyelids.
The next morning, when I opened my eyes in a hazy sleep, the sunlight filtered in through the slightly opened curtains of the carriage. I was tired in the arms of Mian Tang. We left the hospital and were already on the next journey.
, opened a new chapter.
I asked him: "Where are we going?"
"Wherever you want to go, we will go there."
"I want to see the sea. How is your leg injury?"
"I need you to help me change my dressing. I won't be able to get better within ten and a half months."
So the Miantang River and I went all the way upstream. The autumn mountains on both sides were red and golden, and the scenery was gorgeous. We took the ferry and saw dangerous cliffs standing on the bank, more than a hundred feet high. The water flow was deep and wide, the mountains were majestic, the green shadows were reflected, and the water was turquoise.
, the scenery along the river is beautiful.
Na Miantang and I also gave up on yesterday's dislike. Yesterday's bustle and bustle disappeared in an instant. He was not the young boss of Rensheng Society who talked about everything in the world, and I was not that Mao Jiujiu with a perverse fate. Only Yiruji was left.
He, me, and the scenery along the way.
There were more than a dozen passengers on the same boat with us. We both felt really peaceful on the boat, knowing that no other passengers knew who we were. The air became warmer and the atmosphere became quieter. I felt a sense of quiet happiness. I was happy.
Yawning, free, alone and private, not to mention the eternally fresh and unchanged mountains and rivers, the charming scenery is intoxicating.
The boat docked at a smaller pier, and a few guests also disembarked. This pier has several cobblestone streets. I thought that Mian Tang's identity would lead me to a luxurious villa or something like that.
A place to live, but the residence is a villa, just an old villa. The masonry platform under the feet extends a hundred meters to the right. It is dilapidated, charred, and overgrown with weeds, leaving only a huge charred empty shell.
The jagged ruins are the only traces of the majestic building. There are broken tiles and broken bricks scattered everywhere. I don’t know why this situation was formed. I guess a fire must have burned here. This is what will be left after the fire.
Here's some shocking evidence.
I couldn't help but feel depressed. In my troubled life, this was a tragic situation. I guessed that he was brought here because this was his former home. I will never experience his feelings when his home was destroyed.
, I try to understand how deep that gut-wrenching feeling is, just like my orphan nightmare.
I asked him, "Was this ever your home?"
"Yes, this is a childhood dream. I am determined to rebuild my home and do my best to get the old things back. You can help me."
"Of course I can help you! Didn't I personally lead the bastards in the orphanage to farm, sow and harvest? Huh, I bet you don't even know how to distinguish between good and bad grain seeds, but I can tell you how
We can work together in the fields. However, my salary is high, and I won’t do anything if I don’t get paid.” I hurriedly stretched out my hand to cover my laughter.
Na Miantang laughed, and then he led me to the door. In front of me was a desolate scene. He put his face against my head and said firmly: "We can completely rebuild it."