Waiting until dusk, an old woman finally ran over with her little feet thumping, and hurriedly informed Geng Chaozhong.
"Are you awake? I'll go take a look." Geng Chaozhong stood up and walked quickly to Er Sheng's bedroom.
"She's awake, but she just sits on the bed and doesn't answer even if I give her food or drink..." the old lady said after me.
"I understand, you should go back first!" Geng Chaozhong waved his hand and sent away the old lady Wang Jianqiu invited.
Entering the bedroom, Er Sheng had already sat up, huddled in the corner, leaning against the bedside, staring blankly at a willow tree outside the window. Geng Chaozhong did not speak, sighed softly, sat by the bed, stretched out a
With one hand, he held Er Sheng's soft little hand.
Er Sheng's body trembled slightly, his eyes turned around numbly, and he glanced at Geng Chaozhong, completely lacking the liveliness and agility of the past.
"I have sent people to investigate, and it is initially determined that it was the Japanese who did it." Geng Chaozhong said in a low voice.
He needs to wake up Er Sheng and turn around - although Er Sheng is awake now, his heart is not awake, and hatred is the most direct force to awaken a person.
Sure enough, a look appeared in Er Sheng's eyes. Although this look made people palpitate, it was obvious that she had begun to regain consciousness. She turned her head and took a closer look at Geng Chaozhong, whose eyes were chapped due to anxiety.
A dull sound came from the lips:
"Why did the Japanese kill my father?"
"Because some time ago, your father's activities were a bit too conspicuous. The Japanese must have discovered his identity as a red party member. Think carefully about whether your father went out very frequently some time ago." Geng Chaozhong said in a low voice.
Er Sheng's expression changed slightly. She began to recall her father's behavior some time ago, especially her father's unconcealable and worried expression when the family had dinner a week ago. At that time, his father had already had thoughts.
, I want to send myself to Hong Kong.
"Why couldn't it be you who did it? Your secret service has always used me to blackmail my father." After a while, Er Sheng suddenly said.
Geng Chaozhong was speechless.
Yes, from Er Sheng's perspective, it seems that the Secret Service is indeed suspicious, and this suspicion is not too small, because in Dai Jiangshan's eyes, whether Zhao Kezhen dies or not is a matter of thought.
"Really? Did you tell the Japanese the secret? You wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, right?" Er Sheng's eyes suddenly showed a crazy look, and he grabbed Geng Chaozhong's lapel and stared at him.
Geng Chaozhong's eyes, "Otherwise, why didn't the Japanese kill you and me together when they dropped bombs?!"
Geng Chaozhong suddenly felt that something was wrong. People are particularly prone to paranoia at this time, and will instinctively hate everyone related to this matter. He realized that Er Sheng must not be allowed to think like this.
"Yes, I was the one who told the secret," Geng Chaozhong stared into Er Sheng's eyes and spoke, "I have long disliked your father, but after all, we have been together for so long and I am really embarrassed to kill him, so I
I sent someone to secretly tell the Japanese about your father's identity, and then the Japanese took advantage of me to get married to you and killed your parents. However, considering that the Japanese and I were good friends, they let them go.
Beat me by a horse."
"You bastard, you lied to my father, and you lied to me, you are worse than a beast!"
As soon as Geng Chaozhong said these words, Er Sheng's eyes suddenly turned red. She rushed forward crazily and started biting Geng Chaozhong's face. Geng Chaozhong couldn't stop him. In an instant, several bloodshot streaks were scratched by her nails.
, Er Sheng burst into tears as she scratched her face, her face filled with despair. This despair made Geng Chaozhong's heart suddenly feel throbbing pain.
Suddenly, Geng Chaozhong grabbed Er Sheng's hands:
"Yes, I lied to you, why do I have to tell you everything? Have you never thought about how the Japanese could be good friends with me after I killed so many Japanese? Do you still remember that one time in the future?
Minghu Lake, did you suddenly fall asleep? Let me tell you now, two Japanese spies drugged you, and I killed them and stuffed them at the bottom of the river!"
"Really..." Er Sheng's eyes suddenly showed a thoughtful look, "I thought I had a nightmare that time, and my father also told me that it was a nightmare. Although I felt something was wrong later, I also thought
It doesn’t make any sense.”
"You are finally willing to use your brain," Geng Chaozhong let out a sigh of relief, "Also, the several times your father encountered danger, I notified him in advance to escape. Use your smart brain and think about it. What do I have?
Why do you want to kill your father? If you want to kill him, I have ten thousand ways, why do you want to cause this accident at the door of your house?!"
Er Sheng suddenly closed her eyes and shook her head violently. Her mind was a little confused. Only now did she realize that there seemed to be something wrong with what she was thinking.
Thinking is the beginning of reason. Soon, Er Sheng opened her eyes again. Her expression finally began to calm down, and her hands scratching around gradually lost their strength. Geng Chaozhong let out a long breath and released his grip on her.
hands.
"I'm sorry," Er Sheng said, apologetically looking at the bloodshot spots on Geng Chaozhong's face that she had just scratched, "I just lost my mind a little bit, don't you feel any pain?"
"It doesn't hurt," Geng Chaozhong shook his head, "I think of a poem by Tao Qian: Relatives may be sad, but others have also sung. I think that the dead are gone, but the living need to cheer up and move forward. You are not like this now.
Eat or drink, just to make your loved ones angry and your enemies happy."
"I want to drink water, I want to eat."
Speaking of eating and drinking, Er Sheng suddenly felt very hungry, and her stomach had begun to growl. From morning to night, she had hardly drank any water or touched a grain of rice, and her body had long been unable to endure it.
"Here it is," Geng Chaozhong smiled, picked up a bowl of porridge from the side, scooped up a small spoon, and said gently: "I'll feed you."
"Me," Er Sheng wanted to do it by herself, but suddenly, she changed her attention, leaned against Geng Chaozhong, and whispered: "Okay, you feed me."
Geng Chaozhong touched the bowl - the old lady had just made it and it was still a little hot. After talking for a while, the temperature was just right. He gently hugged Er Sheng's shoulders and started to feed her porridge one bite at a time.
, Er Sheng seemed to have lost all strength. He closed his eyes and leaned tightly against Geng Chaozhong.
The meal took half an hour to finish. Neither of them spoke. They seemed to be enjoying this rare intimate time. After a long time, Geng Chaozhong finally heard a slight and gentle sound coming from Er Sheng in his arms.
With another long breath, he knew that Er Sheng could finally have a good rest this time.
Gently helping Er Sheng lie down and covering her with a quilt, Geng Chaozhong slowly walked out of the outdoors and looked up at the stars. He knew that from now on, his life would be about meeting this unexpected person.