Discipline?

Organization?

Command?

Execute?

What can Yu Jingque say, Chen Xiqiao pressed him in righteousness, and he had no other way but to smile bitterly.

However, Yu Jingque was not willing to be here, listening to Chen Xiqiao give him a lesson.

Yu Jingque reached out and unbuttoned the inside of his coat and took a pendant from his neck.

The pendant looks very ordinary, and the black rope is woven by hand, densely packed, which shows the intention of weaving.

Under the pendant is not a rare object, worthless jade, Guanyin look.

Yu Jingque put the Guanyin pendant on the table solemnly with both hands.

"The rope woven by Manjushri, the Guanyin strung by the string, said that it was for you."

"I've brought it for you for a few years, and I'll give it back to you now." Yu Jingque put down the Guanyin pendant, feeling that there was nothing on his neck, as if it was much lighter.

Seeing this pendant, Chen Xiqiao's hands, where Yu Jingque couldn't see, exerted a slight force.

"Does Manjushri have anything else to say to me?" Chen Xiqiao asked with a somewhat dry mouth.

"She asked me to see you and give you this pendant." After saying this, Yu Jingque stood up and turned to leave, as for the broken door in Chen Xiqiao's house, he didn't plan to compensate.

Yu Jingque, who had already stepped outside, said unwillingly: "She said...... She doesn't hate you. ”

After saying this, Yu Jingque strode away, he was not in the mood to see what Chen Xiqiao looked like now, whether he would cry guiltily, or as usual, calmly.

These Yu Jingque don't care, whether Manjushri hates it or not, it's Manjushri's business, Yu Jingque's hate, it's Yu Jingque's business.

……

……

"Brother Marvel, you are here, these things are for you, if you see my father, you remember to help me give it to him." A young girl handed something to a teenager who ran over, and both of them had a youthful aura on their faces.

The boy looked down and saw a letter handed over by the girl, as well as a Guanyin pendant.

"I'll give it to your father, what about you?" The boy didn't understand why the girl had to give herself to her father.

The girl's expression was a little strange, but the boy didn't think much of it.

"Brother Marvel, don't ask, I'll go back first, don't go to play with me in the future, you're a child of a big family." There was a hint of bitterness in the girl's words.

"What are you talking about, we are friends, besides, I don't have any money at home, and my business is losing money every day, and you don't know it." The young man frowned, obviously he was also worried about the family's business.

Seeing the young man's frowning appearance, the girl was slightly distressed, and reached out to smooth the young man's eyebrows.

"It's going to be fine, I'm sure you." The girl said.

"But you can't keep me from looking for you." The young man's face was bitter, and he looked at the girl with some flattery.

"Okay, okay, don't come tomorrow, come back to me tomorrow." The girl's words made the boy rejoice again.

Nodding heavily, he said, "Don't worry, I won't go tomorrow." ”

The boy was afraid that he would be slower to answer, so the girl changed her mind.

The girl turned around and walked away step by step, and the boy went home with the things the girl gave, and the family didn't know that the boy had such a friend.

No one even knew that they met on the street by mistake when they were young.

There are some coincidences in the process, it is nothing more than rejoicing in the enemies, not fighting and not acquaintance, but in the past few years, only joy remains.

The boy waited at home, thinking that after the day, he would be able to go and play with the girl.

"Poor, I heard that the group of people killed again, and they were still a little girl, hey......"

The father's self-talk at home made the boy's heart a little tense, and the boy didn't understand what it meant.

"Who died Dad?" The boy asked his father.

"I just passed by there, a girl, not very old, dressed ......"

"Where?"

"In ......"

"I'll go out."

"It's raining, what are you doing when you go out, you have to bring an umbrella when you go out."

The shouts of his father had long been drowned out in the rain, and this time the boy was the fastest he could remember.

The rain soaked his clothes, and his hair stuck to his cheeks.

The boy's footsteps suddenly stopped, and then it was as if he had been frozen.

Yesterday's girl is now lying on the ground, blood spilling all over the ground.

The people around were whispering, saying that the girl's father was an underground party and an anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese person.

When they couldn't find the girl's father, they wanted to arrest the girl and threaten the father behind it.

The girl died on a telephone pole in the street, so she was not heroic.

He's dead?

The boy watched as the girl's body was dragged like garbage into a truck and pulled out of the city.

The boy ran all the way with the truck, he gritted his teeth, he wanted to follow all the way.

Then I watched as the corpses were thrown haphazardly in the ravine.

After the truck left, the boy ran over, his feet slipped, and he fell into the ravine.

Holding the girl in his arms with both hands, he only felt a piece of coldness.

He's dead......

But the young man who held the dead man had no fear, only sadness.

Bury and get into the city before dark.

The boy's father was shocked to see his clay-like son, and wondered what he had done.

Take a shower, change your clothes, and enter the room.

Without explaining too much to his father, the boy locked himself in his room and took out the letter and the Guanyin pendant.

The letter was originally intended to be given to the girl's father, and he could not open it selfishly, but at this time, he opened the letter.

"Dad, I seem to know what you do, you have always been mysterious, I am very happy now, Dad, you have to persevere."

"You don't have to worry about me this time, I'm fine, I made you a Guanyin pendant, I want to protect your safety."

"I originally wanted to make one for Brother Marvel, but I threw it away after I made it, because I didn't want Brother Marvel to be like you, it would be too dangerous."

"You must carry this pendant, I have been kneeling in the temple for several days, it must be very spiritual."

"You laughed at me at the time and said that Brother Marvel looked down on me, I wasn't convinced, now that I have won, Brother Marvel looks down on me, although I didn't say those words that like me, but I can see it in my eyes, hehe."

"But Dad, you're right, I don't have this blessing."

"Dad, what is marriage, is it just to wear a red wedding dress and a red hijab?"

"I really want to wear it once, I don't know what it feels like, but I think it must be beautiful, do you think Brother Magpie will like it."

"You can't show him this letter, he'll say I'm not ashamed."

"By the way, Dad, I may have to go on a long trip, you know, I'm going to run away, don't worry if I can't find it when I come back, I'm fine."

"Dad, besides, I don't hate you."

"Daddy...... Take care. ”

After reading the letter, the young man's hands clenched the letter tightly in his palms.

Run?

A weak woman, how could she run away, she had already anticipated today's ending, right?

Why?

Why didn't I read the letter last night?

The boy thrashed himself with his fist, and he hated that he hadn't read the letter the night before, and he hated even more that he couldn't even say what he liked in that young and ignorant way.

The letter was burned by the boy, and the Guanyin pendant was picked up by the boy and hung around his neck.

"Manjushri, you threw away the Guanyin pendant you made for me, so I'll wear this first."

"Because your magpie brother wants to avenge you, your pendant will bless me, right?"

"It's just a pity that I don't know where you threw that pendant, otherwise Brother Marvel would have picked it up and wouldn't have to wear this man's."

"This man, Brother Jingque doesn't like it, don't blame me if I say that, I just don't like it anyway."

PS: Thank you for the reward of the helmsman of the book famine, thank you for your support again, this time I will definitely write seriously.

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