CHAPTER XXV
Walking behind is Rong Zizhong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info And what he is chasing is Yang Yushi.
Ryoko Fukada has seen Yang Yushi several times. In her impression, Yang Yushi is a sweet, lively and a little cunning girl, with a smile on her cheeks and two deep dimples.
At this moment, Yang Yushi did not have a smile on her face, her lips were tightly pursed, and there were dark circles under her big eyes. She was dressed in black, and her face seemed to be much paler.
Ryoko Fukada's mind was a little dull, and after thinking about it, she realized that her current thin and sad appearance was because her father had just died.
Ryoko Fukada shrugged her shoulders, yes, it was still her own order.
Yang Renjie is Rong Ziyi's uncle, don't you know if you listened to him to obstruct my actions? Thinking of this, she actually felt a little comfortable in her heart.
What is this girl doing here so late? Especially seeing Rong Zizhong behind her, Ryoko Fukada was a little interested.
At this moment, Rong Zizhong caught up with Yang Yushi and grabbed her arm.
It's so late and it's not safe for you to walk down the street. Go, I'll send you home.
Yang Yushi shook off his hand and didn't look at him: "I'm not safe, does it have anything to do with you?" β
Rong Zizhong took a step back and made a gesture of forgiveness.
We'll talk about it when we get home.
"Home? Do I still have a home? Yang Yushi turned to Rong Zizhong, with tears in her eyes, and said loudly: "The whole of Shanghai has been occupied by the Japanese!" My dad was beaten to death by them, my mom was sick, and my home was scattered! β
Rong Zizhong made a gesture to stop.
Please don't get too excited, keep quiet, there are a lot of Japanese people around here.
"So what?" Yang Yushi took a step forward: "Let them arrest me, kill me too, they have already killed so many people, why do they care about a few more life debts on their bodies......"
Rong Zizhong was so frightened that he almost wanted to cover her mouth.
Don't do that. I know you've been stimulated by your uncle's death, so I can't leave you alone. Come back with me, obedient, Shishi, I'll protect you.
"You're here to protect me?" Yang Yushi's face reflected a rubber-like texture under the light of the street lamps on the street, and it was so white that it didn't look like a human face: "Yes, you can protect me." Because you're in the same league with them, you're with those Japanese! β
Rong Zizhong looked at Yang Yushi helplessly, his gaze was like looking at a person who was about to go crazy, and he didn't know how to persuade her to comfort her.
"Don't look at me like that, do you think I'm talking nonsense? Or am I in a hurry to deny it because I have exposed you? It's useless. I saw with my own eyes the scene of you being with Ryoko Fukada. I thought you were taken away by her, but it turned out to be just old friends talking together. It's ridiculous, and I've been anxious for you for a long time. Yang Yushi shook her head and said: "You have such a good relationship with her, why don't you let her let my father go, why let her kill ...... before your eyes" Her throat choked and couldn't speak, and the tears finally couldn't be suppressed anymore and fell down.
Rong Zizhong stepped forward distressedly and wanted to wipe her tears, but she pushed her away.
Rong Zizhong smiled wryly and took her hand again.
You're too stimulated, let's stop talking about these things. Now let me take you back, you should have a good rest.
"You're a raccoon dog! You...... And the murderer of my father! Yang Yushi stubbornly pushed him away again, quickly put away her tears, gritted her teeth and endured not to cry. She looked at Rong Zizhong, with a resolute look in her eyes, and said word by word: "Don't worry about me anymore!" I'll never want to see you again in my life! β
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Rong Zizhong looked at Yang Yushi's back blankly, thinking of her resolute expression just now, and his heart was numb for a while. He has the heart to catch up, but he knows Yang Yushi's personality. I'm afraid it's hard to turn back when she leaves.
In the night mist, the thin black figure quickly vanished. Rong Zizhong felt like he was depressed, only to feel that his legs were heavy and he couldn't move his steps.
Suddenly, he heard a regular "thump" of knocking on the glass. In a blink of an eye, in the glass window of the tavern next to him, Ryoko Fukada's face with a strange smile was reflected.
She had obviously drunk a lot of wine, her face flushed, and her eyes narrowed slightly. She gestured to him, still strong, unrefusable.
Rong Zizhong walked into the tavern, Ryoko Fukada looked at him from his seat, pointed to the position opposite him, and motioned for him to sit down.
The tavern owner didn't wait for the order, so he brought Rong Zizhong a wine glass.
Rong Zizhong saw that Ryoko Fukada seemed to be smiling, his eyes were a little confused, and it was obvious that he was drinking alone.
Ryoko Fukada said: "Mr. Rong seems to be the same as me, and his luck has been the same recently. β
She raised her hand and poured a glass of wine for Rong Zizhong, but Rong Zizhong didn't react, just silently looked at the wine in front of him in a daze.
Ryoko Fukada didn't persuade her, so she drank a cup by herself before she said slowly: "What does Mr. Rong feel about being betrayed by relatives and abandoned by friends?" β
Rong Zizhong seemed to have been suddenly awakened from a dream, turned to Ryoko Fukada, and looked at her with surprise and anger.
Ryoko Fukada smiled: "You still don't understand? She nodded: "Also, who is changed, I'm afraid I can't think of it." She poured herself another glass before she said slowly, "Mr. Rong, ah no, I shouldn't call you that now." Mr. Yamashita, I would like to ask you, since you already know that you are Japanese and the truth about what has been concealed has been revealed, do you really want to stay in this country, fall into the misery of betrayal and separation, and let your biological parents endure the pain of losing their son all the time? In my opinion, there is nothing left to be nostalgic for here. β
Rong Zizhong had hesitation in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
Ryoko Fukada continued, "Your biological parents are looking forward to you in their hometown, and as long as you are willing to go back, they will welcome you with open arms. You will have a warm family again. The blood of the Yamato nation flows through your body, and you can start your life all over again there. You'll live faster! Think about it, what else can you have here? I am now deeply aware that there is a gap between the Japanese and the Chinese that can never be crossed, that this side and that side will always be opposed, and that even if the war ends one day, this ditch has long been covered with corpses and flesh and blood. She held out a finger, shook it drunkenly, and said, "So, don't think you'll be able to step over it." You'd better resign yourself to your fate. You are Japanese, so you can only be on our side. Sooner or later, this matter will get out, and when the time comes, what will your Chinese friends think of you? And your fiancΓ©e......" she smiled ambiguously: "Just because she saw you standing friendly with me, she couldn't accept it." What if she knew you were Japanese? β
Rong Zizhong asked puzzledly: When did she see us?