Hong Kong film: Forever, a killer with amazing skills

Today it's you, tomorrow it's me—it's all uncertain.

Therefore, there is no truth to the claim that he shielded Dong Zhuowen from disaster; Dong Zhuowen was simply overthinking things.

"Alright, stop looking so gloomy. It feels like you guys are the ones who lost an arm, not me."

At this moment, it was Pan Chengfeng, the injured man, who spoke up to comfort the two of them.

"Eat fruit?"

Pang Ling secretly turned away to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then turned back and asked with a smile.

"Okay, my colleagues brought me a lot of fruit, but it's hard for me to handle with just one hand. Now that you're here, it's all good."

Pan Chengfeng laughed and joked about himself, seemingly having truly let go of the past.

But the more he acted like this, the more Pang Ling and Dong Zhuowen felt sorry for him.

I think Pan Chengfeng must not want to show his vulnerable side and make them worry, so he pretends to be strong.

"Let me peel an apple for you."

Pang Ling didn't say anything more. She sat down by the bedside, picked up a fruit knife and an apple, and began peeling the apple with great concentration.

Pan Chengfeng looked at his girlfriend, who was focused on peeling an apple for him, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Although he lost his right hand, at least he still has a girlfriend and good brothers!

This already makes them happier than many people in the world.

so...

What else could he possibly have to be so disheartened about?

"By the way, what are the police department's plans for me?"

Pan Chengfeng suddenly turned to Dong Zhuowen beside him and asked.

"I came here today to talk to you about this," Dong Zhuowen said, a troubled expression on his face. "Afeng, your condition is not good."

"I know that." Pan Chengfeng nodded. As a one-armed swordsman, how could he not know whether his situation was good or bad?

"Go ahead and say it. I can accept it no matter what."

Upon hearing this, Pang Ling, who was peeling an apple, paused slightly before continuing to peel it as if nothing had happened.

"The higher-ups hope you can switch to an administrative position."

Dong Zhuowen looked at his good brother, trying to read his true thoughts from his face.

pity;

Dong Zhuowen failed.

The only thing he saw on Pan Chengfeng's face was a calm expression.

"As expected, I already guessed it."

Pan Chengfeng smiled and said.

He saw that Dong Zhuowen and Pang Ling were both looking at him, and he knew that they were worried that he couldn't accept this fact, but this time they were overthinking it.

He's not that fragile.

“Do you think I’m that fragile?” Pan Chengfeng said with a smile, waving his sleeve. “Besides, I know my own situation well. If I had lost a leg, it wouldn’t have had much of an impact on my work on the front lines. But now I’ve lost an arm.”

"A person with only one hand cannot defuse a bomb."

While speaking, Pan Chengfeng himself felt very uncomfortable.

But he still tried his best to appear magnanimous.

He didn't want the two of them to worry too much about him.

Seeing Pan Chengfeng like this, Dong Zhuowen felt somewhat relieved.

Before he came, he was worried that his good brother would not be able to accept the arrangement made by his superiors.

After all, Dong Zhuowen, Pan Chengfeng's good brother, knew all too well how much he loved his job.

However, the current situation is much better than he had imagined.

“Ah Feng, whether you’re on the front lines defusing bombs or doing clerical work, you’re contributing to the peace and stability of Hong Kong. I’m glad you can accept this arrangement. Believe me, I’m actually quite envious of you.”

Dong Zhuowen spoke casually, even cracking a small joke to lighten the mood.

"Really? Too bad you don't have that kind of luck."

Pan Chengfeng laughed heartily as he spoke.

Dong Zhuowen didn't stay in the ward for long. After telling Pan Chengfeng the news, he stayed in the ward for a while to chat with Pan Chengfeng before leaving.

After all, today isn't a day off.

After Dong Zhuowen left, Pang Ling handed the sliced ​​apples to Pan Chengfeng and placed the plate on the small table.

Are you really willing to accept an office job?

Pang Ling wiped her hands with a napkin and looked at her boyfriend as she asked.

"Otherwise what? In my current state, what else can I do besides an office job?"

Pan Chengfeng used his not-so-nimble left hand to fork a piece of apple and put it in his mouth. While chewing, he said, "I am well aware of my situation, and I can accept the arrangements made by the higher-ups."

"But I'm still not reconciled?"

Pang Ling looked at him.

She was Pan Chengfeng's girlfriend and bedmate.

No one understands Pan Chengfeng better than him.

So she knew that Pan Chengfeng must be feeling bad, but he just didn't want to show it and make them worry.

But Pang Ling didn't want Pan Chengfeng to be like this. She was Pan Chengfeng's girlfriend, and she hoped that she could share all this pain with him.

Sure enough, Pan Chengfeng gave a wry smile upon hearing this.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

He looked at Pang Ling in front of him, and the pain in his eyes was heartbreaking.

"Yes, of course I'm not reconciled, but what can I do? Even the best prosthetic in the world can't restore my right hand to its original state."

"Forget about the original situation, even picking up a pair of chopsticks or a spoon is just wishful thinking!"

What he lost was his entire arm.

With current technology, it's impossible to create the kind of prosthetics seen in science fiction movies.

It may look similar at first glance, but it's actually more for show than practical use.

Just like Pan Chengfeng said, he can't even hold a pair of chopsticks, so how could he hold scissors and tweezers to defuse a bomb?

Pang Ling fell silent after hearing Pan Chengfeng's words.

After a while, she suddenly looked up at Pan Chengfeng and said, "Afeng, let's get married."

???

Pan Chengfeng stared at her in astonishment.

Suddenly he smiled.

"Don't misunderstand, I didn't—"

Pang Ling wanted to explain something.

She was afraid that Pan Chengfeng would misunderstand and think that she was doing this out of pity for him.

After all, that's how it's portrayed in many movies.

"Don't worry, I understand what you mean."

Pan Chengfeng gently held his girlfriend's hand with his left hand, looking at her tenderly.

“I won’t give up like this. Even though I’ve lost an arm, I’m still your boyfriend and your future husband. Trust me, I can handle everything.”

Hearing Pan Chengfeng's words, Pang Ling was completely relieved.

What she was most afraid of was that Pan Chengfeng would become depressed because of this incident, and would not be able to stop overthinking, feeling that he was a useless person who could no longer be with her or take care of her.

That's why she brought up marriage earlier; essentially, she wanted to express her stance.

but;

Pan Chengfeng's willpower was stronger than she had imagined.

Moreover...this did not cause them to doubt their relationship at all.

This relieved Pang Ling.

"Ah Feng, so are you planning to accept the arrangements made by your superiors next?"

Pang Ling asked.

"No, I plan to leave the police force."

Pan Chengfeng shook his head and announced his decision.

Before Pang Ling and Dong Zhuowen came in, he was still hesitating about which choice to make.

But just as Pang Ling said she wanted to marry him, Pan Chengfeng suddenly realized that he could not accept the police force's arrangement for him.

A very real issue is income.

Previously, he was on the front line, so his salary was naturally the highest.

The reason it's so high is because the risks he has to take on are also very high.

One bad thing is that he's like this now, or even worse!

If he accepts an office job, his future income will definitely decrease sharply.

And there is no possibility of promotion in the future.

In other words;

His future is so predictable!