Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 197 Time's Fork in the Road
"It's okay, you continue to talk." Xiao Yao said.

Well you Boge, what have you been doing behind your back?
"Brother Bo let me out of that small dark room," Xu Wuchen continued to recall: "That 'aircraft head', the one who fought with you, was guarding outside my door."

"And then?" Xiao Yao was completely attracted by this story.

"Then, then I had a fight with that 'airplane head'." Xu Wuchen said briskly.

"Let me guess," Xiao Yao said, "With Father Yu's encouragement, you mustered up the courage to fight side by side with the priest, defeated the evil Airplane Head, and won your own freedom?"

Xu Wuchen shook his head: "You're only half right."

"Oh?"

"Father Yu did encourage me to challenge the aircraft head, but he himself did not intervene," Xu Wuchen recalled: "He said that he cannot interfere with other people's will."

"...And then?" Xiao Yao felt more and more that this was what Yu Bo would say.

"The plane head is very powerful, I am not his opponent," Xu Wuchen said: "But he kept his hands everywhere. I was knocked down again and again, but I still stood up again and again."

It sounds like something from Doraemon.

"Finally, the head of the plane said he was glad to see that I had the will and the courage to fight him.

"It wasn't until that time that I realized that it was the aircraft head who protected me, our kind side, in this spiritual home, and peeled off the violent side to face the outside world."

"So, is that so...?" Xiao Yao muttered to himself.

"In the end, I decided to leave this comfort zone and go with the aircraft head to face the challenges outside." Xu Wuchen told the ending of the story.

"So, you just had a dream and realized it?" Xiao Yao laughed.

"Brother Su said," Xu Wuchen reached into the neckline of his T-shirt and showed Xiao Yao his little cross: "Look, I sent you like sheep among wolves, so you have to be as alert as snakes and as simple as you are." Pigeon.

"So, I've decided never to be a person who threatens others with power and violence, but if someone wants to hurt me, or someone I want to protect, I will still throw my fists without mercy."

Xu Wuchen waved his fist lightly, and Xiao Yao gave him a thumbs up.

Xiao Yao followed Xu Wuchen to what he called a "homeless community" - just caught in the middle of unfinished construction sites for many years, garbage piles formed by illegal dumping, and dead-end roads that have not been repaired. In a triangular open space surrounded by wood chips, there are some shacks made of cardboard boxes covered with canvas and plastic sheets.

There are indeed only two elderly people here.

Xu Wuchen gave the boxed lunches in both hands to an old man, saying that he was the "grandfather" here.

"Taigong" only shared a box of rice with another old man with his own pickles, and the rest of the meals were put into an extra-clean foam box. Taigong said that they would be distributed to his companions who did not earn any money in the evening .

After exchanging pleasantries, Xiao Yao noticed that the plastic sheet at the door of one of the shacks moved a little, and a hand with fair complexion but stained with conspicuous dirt picked up the plastic sheet, and the people in the dark shadows found that Xiao Yao and the others hadn't left yet. He shrank back again.

Xu Wuchen was planning to leave at this time, Xiao Yao wanted to ask more questions, but Xu Wuchen insisted, saying that it was almost time to go back and meet up, so Xiao Yao had to give up.

After walking some distance, Xiao Yao asked Xu Wuchen: "Did you find that there is another person there?"

"Whether you find it or not, does it matter?" Xu Wuchen asked back.

"In case, what kind of imprisonment?" Xiao Yao recalled some not-so-good news reports.

"Hehe, you just asked me why I divided them, but I'm not afraid of them rebelling. Let me tell you, people who have fallen to this point are basically people who value life more than anything else. If they have, or If I had the courage to fight people desperately for that little money... I wouldn't be a living tramp." Xu Wuchen said.

"I don't think so..." Xiao Yao muttered to himself.

Xu Wuchen changed the subject: "Do you think they really need our meals?"

"Don't you need it?" Xiao Yao was surprised.

"They need it, and they don't need it. Without this meal, they would not starve to death, and with this meal, they would not be able to get out of the predicament. Each of them has a stomach full of grievances and secrets, but at this point, after all, is their own choice.

"Whatever we do, we must respect it—she doesn't want to be seen by us, so let's not see it." Xu Wuchen explained.

"Could it be that Father Yu's organization of you—we deliver food is purely meaningless self-impression? Is there no real solution to the problem?" Xiao Yao said.

"If you have a high-ranking charity mentality, it may really be meaningless." Xu Wuchen shrugged: "However, I don't know about others. For me, giving food itself is meaning."

"Ah."

"Our activities here will make the gangsters around think that we are covering this area, and we will be more or less afraid when we make bad ideas. It can be regarded as compensation for my past mistakes, no, some crimes." Xu Wuchen sighed Said: "As for the 'real solution to the problem' you said, if there is really a solution, it is not something I can do. Let the big shots worry about it."

As he said that, Xu Wuchen looked at Xiao Yao with deep anticipation in his eyes.

A surge of power suddenly surged in Xiao Yao's chest.

For some reason, without any reason, without any signs or evidence, he could just feel that the realm of the fortress in his heart had strengthened by another level.

Is this the power of trust and bond?

Yes, Lao Tang, no stamp.

Helping the old lady cross the road is more efficient than killing monsters without thinking.

……

According to the previously agreed time, everyone gathered at the gate of War Movie Metropolis, and then took the subway back to the church for a public meal.

After the meal, there is a "sharing and communication" session, the content is to sit in a circle in the conference room where classes are usually held, and speak clockwise one by one.

"We have completed the food delivery task, and also completed the spiritual communication." Hairtail stood in his place, holding a piece of paper in his hand: "Although this day-this half-day work is very hard, but we have gained more. It’s more about peace of mind and contentment.”

Xiao Yao yawned long.

It's not that he's not interested in the activities in front of him and the hairtail's speech, it's really time for him to take a nap and doze off.

"It's past two o'clock..." Xiao Yao tilted his head slightly, and whispered to Yu Luying in a low voice: "When are you going to see Zhou Qi?"

"Hush." ​​Yu Luying put her index finger on her upper and lower lips.

After Hairtail finished speaking, there was a burst of sparse applause in the room.

Next is Zhang Jialong.

"...a warm feeling came over me. I realized that this wasn't just a practice, it was about connecting people. I realized that in this noisy city... forget In order to focus on those who really need help... an unprecedented sense of satisfaction... realizing that... in every aspect of life, you can use your power to help others..."

...The writing styles of these two Goubi's manuscripts are exactly the same, I'm afraid it wasn't the squad leader who shot them in unison.

……

Zzz...

Zzz...

Xiao Yao was suddenly awakened by a heavy hand: "Ah, ah!"

When he raised his head, he saw Brother Yu Bo glaring at King Kong, and Yu Luying who was smiling with her mouth covered.

Everyone else has disappeared.

"I, I fell asleep?" Xiao Yao stood up and said, "I didn't do it on purpose! Where are you guys?"

"It's over." Yu Luying told Xiao Yao.

"Go," Yu Bo said succinctly, "go to the hospital to see Zhou Qi."

"Look at Zhou Qi, why are you so active?" Xiao Yao was curious about Yu Bo's attitude.

"Shouldn't we go and thank her for saving her from the palace?" Yu Bo replied carelessly.

"Stop lying." Xiao Yao curled his lips.

"Uncle wants to confirm whether Zhou Qi's condition is safe. After all, Teacher Yao and Teacher Song..."

"Okay, I understand." Xiao Yao nodded.

Yu Bo said seriously: "If Zhou Qi is fine, I want to know the ins and outs of her involvement in this matter. You are friends, and maybe you can tell the truth."

"Friend?" Xiao Yao twisted his mouth.

When the three walked out of the side door of the church, Yu Bo turned around and locked the door.

When he was driving, Xiao Yao and Yu Luying stood at the door of the church and saw hairtail.

This guy was standing at the side gate of St. Francis Middle School, embracing Yan Xiao.

It's the kind of posture that hugs each other's waist, leans back, and whispers.

Yan Xiao wore a black T-shirt and wrapped a sports jacket around his waist, full of youth and vitality.

Hairtail saw Xiao Yao, and compared him with a non-standard rice-style military salute.

Yan Xiao's sneakers are so pretty, and Yan Xiao's wide-leg pants are so pretty...Damn it, octopus is cheap, Xiao Yao thought.

"You want to eat this irrelevant jealousy?" Yu Luying said with a sullen look on her face, "I'm going to be your wife even if she's a beautiful woman, okay?"

"What?" Xiao Yao turned around embarrassingly, imitating the pose of holding Yan Xiao with a fish, and put his arms around Yu Luying's waist.

Then, he was knocked out with a slap.

Xiao Yao took a step forward and stretched out his hand again.

"Uncle." Yu Luying said.

Xiao Yao quickly withdrew his hand, turned around, and stood in a military posture.

A black car "slid" over without a sound.

Yu Luying sat in the back row, Xiao Yao sat in the co-driver, secretly sending messages to Shen Jie.

Don Quixote: I saw Yan smiling again, that beautiful girl you introduced to Hairtail.

Don Quixote: Damn, two people are flirting with each other at the gate of our school, it's too arrogant.

Don Quixote: ... Wife, when you are released in a few days, we will also go to the school gate to make love to each other.

……

Seeing that Shen Jie didn't reply to him immediately, he sent another message, "We're on our way to see Zhou Qi now," and stuffed his phone into his trouser pocket.

Unlike usual, what was playing on the car stereo was not Gregorian chant, but Pu Shu's "Those Flowers".

"That piece of laughter reminds me of my flowers, which bloom quietly for me in every corner of my life. I thought I would stay by her side forever. Today we have left in the vast sea of ​​people. They They are all old, where are they, we just go to the end of the world like this..."

This song was sung by Xiao Yao during his military training in his freshman year of high school, when he was performing an art show. For a while, some people in the class called him "Hua'er" until he was isolated by the whole class. It gradually became unremarkable.

Most of Pu Shu's songs always have a kind of magical power, which can make people fall into a sad mood unconsciously.

Xiao Yao leaned on the passenger seat and had a dream.

In the dream, he was standing on Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street, with the towering Oriental Pearl TV Tower in the distance.

Everything around seemed to be distorted with time and space, and there were only two figures clearly.

The grown-up Shen Jie and Yu Luying came from two directions and passed each other.They all grew their fluttering long hair again. Shen Jie was wearing a green top with a smile on her lips, and Yu Luying was holding a scripture in her hand, with a hint of... melancholy in her eyes?disdain?

Xiao Yao felt that they were covered with an inexplicable sadness.

When they passed each other, the two young girls—no, the two young ladies looked at the direction Xiao Yao was standing at the same time, but walked past lightly as if no one knew him.

"Wait!" Xiao Yao wanted to stop them and call out their names, but his vocal cords could only make a "hissing" sound.

The young man watched helplessly as they separated and disappeared into the vast crowd, as if the three had never met before.

Xiao Yao woke up and found that the seat belt had strangled his heart.

The car was speeding on the road, driving so fast that even the cross hanging under the rearview mirror was swinging wildly.

The BGM in the car has transitioned from "Those Flowers" to "NEW BOY".

While driving, Yu Bo sang along: "Yes, I see sunshine everywhere, happiness flying over the city..."

"Everyone who was crazy died, and everyone who was crazy died," Xiao Yao sang with the same melody.

Yu Bo glanced at Xiao Yao, and continued to sing along with the music: "The new century is coming like a dream, it makes me feel warm."

Xiao Yao and Yu Bo sang in unison with the same melody: "All those who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth have all become silent."

Yu Bo: "Is your old pocket watch still running, are your old leather shoes still wearable? Here is a future brand cigarette, don't you want to try it?"

Xiao Yao: "Everything you have is expired, everything you love is old. Everything you have ever laughed at, you have become them."

Yu Bo: "Oh tomorrow morning, I guess the sun will be better, I have to clean myself and sell all the old ones..."

Xiao Yao: "Oh, time is gone, it's not our world anymore, it's already changed, it's broken, heartbroken..."

Yu Bo: "Oh, that's great, come on Pentium computers, let them think instead of me."

Xiao Yao: "Oh, sometimes you are afraid, you don't know where the future is, this world is getting more and more crazy, sooner or later we will all be buried."

Yu Bo reached out to cut the song, took a deep look at Xiao Yao, and said half-jokingly: "I know why you are isolated in class."

"Uncle!" Yu Luying said dissatisfied.

"Father Yu, you don't know something," Xiao Yao explained: "This song "Forever young" is from Pu Shu's new album "Orion Constellation" in 2018, and the lyrics are refilled with the tune of this song "New Boy". "

"You can sell it as a new song by rewriting the lyrics, which is a good business," Yu Bo commented.

"It seems that Pu Shu's depression has deepened in 2018." Yu Luying said in the back row of the car.

"Don't you think it's very interesting?" Xiao Yao said: "20 years later, the same melody, two lyrics, each sentence corresponds one by one, from an innocent boy to a melancholy and calm middle-aged man , lose your dream and become a salted fish..."

"I am a middle-aged man, and I also have dreams." Yu Bo said with pride.

"Uncle can only be considered an older youth."

"Father Yu is in a good mood today?" Xiao Yao said.

"Yeah, it's rare to see uncle so happy." Yu Luying in the back seat pulled Yu Bo's chair back.

"Why? Can't my old man be happy? - We are almost there, ready to get off."

While speaking, the hospital came into view.The three got out of the car, closed the door, Yu Bo led the way, and walked towards the inpatient department.

As Xiao Yao walked, he took a picture message for Shen Jie.

Don Quixote: I suddenly thought of the days when we were hospitalized together, I miss it so much.

Seriously, has she not responded to my messages for hours?

Yu Bo took Xiao Yao and Yu Luying through the gate of the inpatient department, and the smell of disinfectant came to him.They took the elevator up to the fifth floor, walked through the corridor with nine bends and eighteen bends, and arrived at the door of Zhou Qi's ward.

A nurse was standing in the doorway, looking in.

Seeing Xiao Yao and the other three walking towards this ward, she came up to meet them and asked if they were Zhou Qi's family members.

After getting a negative answer, she looked a little confused, and explained that some comrades from the criminal police team were questioning Zhou Qi, and asked Xiao Yao and others to wait outside the door first.

There is a sign on the door saying "Do Not Disturb".

Yu Bo and Xiao Yao also looked in from the glass window on the door.

The ward was empty, only two beds and a pot of flowers.

Zhou Qi's emaciated body was lying on the bed, the curtains were drawn, and faint sunlight came in through the window, reflecting the girl's pale face.

A policeman was sitting by the hospital bed, with short hair, but the hat looked like a policewoman.She was holding a small notebook in her right hand, and was writing something down in the notebook while asking questions.

Zhou Qi glanced at the direction where Xiao Yao and the others were standing.

(End of this chapter)