Chapter 6: Night Snow (7)
Although the Huanyuan Mansion is on Huanshan Mountain, it is not very far from the military headquarters.
Entering the city, the car got off the asphalt road, and it took about a quarter of an hour to walk the mountain road of Huanshan. The mountains and forests are deep, and the mountain roads are more and more quiet. This kind of silence makes people feel only a burst of trouble. It seems that there is no end to this road.
He Shiyi glanced at the person in his arms, breathing lightly and frowning.
The driver, Lao Chen, saw the expression on He Shiyi's face through the rearview mirror and sped up the car.
Walking to the Huanyuan Mansion, the guards in the duty room saw that He was wet clothes getting out of the car, and hurriedly greeted him. But he didn't pay attention to the wet clothes. As soon as he entered the hall, he went straight to the second floor with Qingqian in his arms, and instructed the servants who followed him to prepare hot water and medicine. The woman in white sitting in the hall on the first floor was slightly stunned, and followed her upstairs.
There were many rooms upstairs, and for a while, He Wet seemed to be a little hesitant. He Xinwan hurriedly pushed open the door of the master bedroom and led He Shiyi in, He Shiyi bowed his head slightly, but did not speak.
He Xinwan watched He wet clothes and carefully put the woman in the military uniform on the bed. She couldn't see He Shiyi's expression clearly, but she could feel that He Shiyi's body exuded a fierce aura that was no less than that morning when they knew each other.
Actually, she was only arranged here this morning.
Unexpectedly, the first guest to greet was not Luo Rongkai, but wet clothes. This made her very happy. Although he may not have come to visit her. As a mother, she doesn't really want much.
The woman was originally wrapped in a military coat, but He Shiyi untied the coat, only to see that the woman's clothes were covered with blood, and He Xinwan was shocked.
"Wet Clothes ......" This woman is so badly injured, and Wet Clothes cares so much about her appearance. I haven't been close to my son for decades, and suddenly it's the same again. For a while, He Xinwan didn't know how to talk to He Wetyi to be more appropriate.
"Don't you ask? Could you please take care of her for me? He Shiyi naturally knew what He Xinwan was thinking. raised his head and looked at He Xinwan with an earnest face, his tone full of exhaustion.
"Okay." He Xinwan didn't say anything anymore, she owed too much to this son.
There was a sound of chatter downstairs, and Wu Wu had already brought the doctor from Huaijiang Hospital.
The doctor's face was not unfamiliar, it was the attending doctor who was in charge of treating his gunshot wound last time. The doctor examined the wound and there was no fear for his life. After standing in the room for a while, when the doctor began to clean the wound, He Shiyi strode out of the room.
Standing under the window at the end of the corridor, He Shiyi took out a cigarette and took a few puffs, choking on a mouthful of cigarettes, and couldn't help coughing.
Looking out through the glass, the sky was already overcast.
Actually, I am not used to smoking cigarettes. Most of the sticks in his hand are slowly spontaneously combusting, changing color and turning into soot one by one. In the dimness, all that could be held in the hand was this little red light. The corridor was cold, and He Shiyi quietly watched the cigarette burning between his fingers, as if there was only one thing left in the world.
"Wet clothes, that young lady's injuries have been taken care of, do you want to go in and have a look?" In the hallway, He Xinwan stood by the door of the master bedroom and spoke in the direction of He Shiyi. There happened to be a wall lamp above, and the fluorescent light was bright, and He Shiyi looked over. The mother stood there a little apprehensively, looking so petite and thin.
"No need, I'm going to the military headquarters soon, please take care of her." He Shiyi's throat was astringent, and he hurriedly finished speaking and was about to turn around and leave.
"You can go with confidence!" He Xinwan didn't mean to inquire about the origin of this woman, and completely believed in any wet clothes.
"Her surname is Yan." He Shiyi turned around and said solemnly in front of He Xinwan.
"Add some clothes and go out! It's cold. Since He Wetyi came in, he just wore a shirt, and He Xinwan handed the coat sent by the servant to He Wetsuit. When the fingers touched, He Xiyi's hands were unusually hot, and He Xinwan moved; "Why is it so hot......?"
"I'm fine, maybe I'm in a hurry just now." He Shiyi hesitated and took the coat. Seeing He Xinwan's suspicious expression, she was willing to explain out loud.
Wu Wu had already sent the doctor away, sat in the hall and waited, and saw He Shiyi go downstairs and get up.
"Major." Wu Wu stood outside the car, and He Shiyi had already sat in the back seat. Thinking back to Jinyuan, He Shiyi has been busy with Miss Yan's affairs all the time, as if he has no urgent needs at all. However, considering that the doctor was invited to the official residence, it was not without scruples. Wu Wu has followed He Shiyi for many years, and some of his things can still be guessed. It's just that this time it's completely confused.
"How?" He Shiyi looked at Wu Wu with inquiring eyes.
"Nothing." Wu Wu wanted to ask something, and paused outside the car for a while. When he looked up and saw He Shiyi's frozen brows, he gave up in the end and followed into the car.
Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the quiet office building in Japan is even quieter and more terrifying on such a day.
He Shiyi and Wu Wu went upstairs all the way, and they didn't meet anyone else except the guards. On the third floor, Luo Rongkai's attendant Wang Xue Jian sat in the position of the secretariat. Seeing that it was He Shiyi and Wu Wu, he calmly got up from his seat and greeted him.
"Major He, the commander-in-chief is waiting for you." Wang Xue saw that it was Luo Rongkai's close attendant, and this time Luo Rongkai went to Zhuyuan, but he did not follow.
At this moment, he seemed to be very polite and respectful when he spoke to He Shiyi, but He Shiyi could feel the slight resistance.
Thinking of the sleeping face that was still asleep in the Huanyuan Mansion, He Shiyi smiled and forced the violent anger in his heart: "Thank you, Minister Wang." ”
Wang Xue saw that Wu Wu had already gone downstairs, and He Shiyi was standing alone in the long corridor. The carpet was thick and soft, and it collapsed gently when you stepped on it, and there was no sound. The wall lamps on the porch were all turned on, as bright as day, as if you would be stabbed in the eye if you looked up. The still guards don't squint like lifeless sculptures.
He Shiyi looked at the situation in front of him, and suddenly laughed inaudibly. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, but his brows were tightened, as if bitter and self-deprecating.
The door of the office was slightly open, and Luo Rongkai could be vaguely seen sitting in front of the desk through the crack in the door. Under the orange light, the military commander's temples turned slightly white. Attentively read the documents in hand.
Behind him, through the gray window, the snow was slowly falling.
He Shiyi's hand was already buckled on the doorknob, and he suddenly paused again, thought for a while, and calmed down. There was a knock on the office door.
"Please come in." Luo Rongkai's voice came from inside.
"Settle in." Luo Rongkai did not put down the documents in his hand, nor did he look up, but he seemed to know who was wet.
"Hmm." He Shiyi stood by the door and looked at Luo Rongkai fixedly.
"Man, I've done what you wanted, let go. Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, you go back to spend time with your mother. Through the wide ebony desk, Luo Rongkai looked at He Wet clothes leisurely, as if a loving parent was instructing the junior a very ordinary trivial matter.
"Shouldn't you explain something to me?" He Shiyi said extremely calmly, but there was uncompromising persistence in his tone.
"Explain? It is not a matter of words between me and your mother. Thankfully, both she and you are now back with me. Luo Rongkai raised his eyebrows, unable to hide his joy.
"Before leaving Jinyuan, the commander promised the lowly position, do you still need to be reminded of the lowly position?" He Shiyi's eyes were cold, with a fierce aura that was bound to destroy everything.
"You're questioning me?"
"Miss Yan is just an outsider to the matter of spies, you promised to be lowly and will let Miss Yan go as long as Wang Biqi is arrested...... This is not lost to the commander, but it is an opportunity to repay the favor, and the humble position thinks that the commander can understand the feelings of the humble position. He Shiyi's head was slightly lowered, his voice was hoarse, but the anger in his eyes did not dissipate, and his expression and voice seemed extremely incongruous.
He Shiyi's heart tightened, but he still replied calmly: "Yes." ”
The snow outside the window is getting heavier and heavier, and it seems that you can feel the eagerness of "pouring down" through the glass. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the later it gets, the brighter it gets in the office.