Chapter 32: Trends of Thought
When Huo Zuo came out of the small apartment, the sun was rising. The second uncle stood across the street, waiting for him with his hands in his sleeves. When he saw him come out, he crossed the road and followed him.
"Agreed?"
"That's it."
"He didn't ask who you really are?"
Of course I asked, so what's the point of telling him. That's someone he's sure to admire. β
"This kid doesn't look like he can easily admire people."
Huo Zuo smiled: "He admired me." β
The second uncle shook his head: "He was too young at that time. β
Huo Zuo smiled coldly on his face, and laughed at himself: "Yes, as soon as the wings were stiff, he turned around and stabbed me in the chest." β
The old man pursed his lips.
"But you were the first to think of him when you did this."
The two walked to the front of the street and got into a small black car parked on the side of the road. Huo Zuo said: "He is different from us. He is the only one who will do this, and he will not be selfish with me. β
"He ...... with you"
"I had no friendship with him, but when I heard the man's name, I gladly agreed. Listen, it's very good. β
The old man sighed with him: "You are full of madness, and Brother Huo is ruthless." There is a chivalrous spirit in this child. Today, I fought against him, and I hid the murderous intention, but he had no intention of taking my life. β
Huo Zuo leaned his head against the car window, heard him say this, let out a long sigh, opened his eyes, and sighed softly for a while: "He is such a person." β
I can just say I don't want to get the things that I finally got in my hands, and I just leave because I said I wanted to leave for the stubbornness in my heart. Don't be afraid of death, don't die. Don't recognize relatives, don't intercede.
"But he's ruthless." And sometimes it's even more ruthless than him, "but being ruthless also has the advantage of being ruthless." Some things can only be done if they are ruthless. β
Shen Yigong was still sitting at the round table at this moment.
His eyes were locked on the gun on the table, a 45-caliber pistol that would only be used in the French Concession was familiar to him. He used this pistol to kill Zhou Wei in order to protect Huo Zuo, and he also used this murder weapon that Qin Mingyue misunderstood as killing Huo Zuo, ending Qin Shengzhu's life. There were too many indescribable love and hatred wrapped around this gun, and when he left, he had already left this gun in the Qin Mansion.
Huo Zuo's words before he left still echoed in his mind: "Do you think that when you left three years ago, everything would be over?" He smiled a funny smile, "You can't escape." β
Shen Yigong subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He sighed a little chagrinously as the smell of nicotine spread in his lungsβthe past, which he had long thought had been forgotten in the past, had always been ingrained in the habits left by that man.
He instinctively refused, and there was no need to be restrained by Huo Zuo, he was still young in the past, and he was not deeply involved in the world, so he needed to be at his mercy step by step. Now that three years have passed, I have already achieved something, and this is not the first time I have rejected the other party, and it should not be too difficult to say the word "unwilling".
But the other side gave seven points of negotiation room in addition to the three-point threat.
He said the name of the person he wanted to protectβXu Ruonong.
In Shanghai, anyone who has participated in the workers' movement will have heard this name more or less. It's just that this name is always associated with the Federation of Trade Unions, the Federation of Peasants, and the Communist Party, as for Huo Zuo, how could a rogue tycoon who made his fortune by relying on big cigarettes and casinos be involved with such a person?
Shen Yigong wanted to ask, but when he looked into Huo Zuo's eyes, he suppressed the conversation. He looked at the back of the man as he turned away, and sat at the table, wondering whether this old dream was a repeat of the old thing or a change. He knew Huo Zuo's nature, and for that man, nothing was priceless. He left a temporary address of Xu Ruonong and a cornet, telling him that after solving the affairs of the factory, he would contact Mr. Xu.
I won't talk about anything else.
It seems that the two have no half of the past, no half of the friendship in the past, and no half of the friendship to stay in the friendship. It seems that he is Mr. Huo, a gangster tycoon in Shanghai, who met by chance, and can be entrusted by him to protect an anonymous person who he has no way to send to protect himself.
Shen Yigong couldn't tell what the subtle feelings were surging in his heart now. Think? No, in the past three days and nights, he boasted that he had never thought about him again. Only occasionally do you see a vague shadow in your dreams, hear an unfamiliar burst of music, see the flame of a lighter flickering in your dreams, and finally wake up in a gasp.
Don't want to. Never thought about it, never wanted to.
Shen Yigong raised his hand to cover his eyes.
As he fell into the darkness, Ben's weakened sense of smell sharpened for a moment. The bitter smell of smoke on that man's body seemed to still be in the room. just glanced at it inadvertently, and those memories that he had restrained in his heart came flooding in an instant. Shen Yigong gradually clenched his fists, and in a trance, he suddenly felt that his ruthlessness in the past three years was particularly ridiculous.
You haven't thought about it.
You've clearly never thought about it.
In fact, You Yiman also asked Huo Zuo this question-
"Have you ever thought about that little apprentice of yours?"
And he replied, "No." β
They are all ruthless. To others and to themselves. Only children talk about gains and losses, and adults sit down and only talk about business. Affection and love, trivial and meaningless, and it is a little practical to keep it.
After Huo Zuo came back from Shen Yigong, the car stopped outside the Qingyuan Restaurant. After putting him down, the driver drove the old man away.
He went upstairs as usual. Bathing, washing, taking a nap. Lying on the bed and waiting for someone to come, I kneaded his back a little bit. It's just that this time when the other party was about to go further, he just waved the person back lightly. A young man wrapped in a towel stepped down from the bed and knelt beside him by the candle flame and lit a pot of cigarette paste.
When it was fired just right, the man brought the cigarette stick to Huo's left mouth, watched him open his mouth and take it in, bowed respectfully and retreated.
A woman's voice came from outside the door: "You can smoke at home, but it's hard to come to me." Still worried about not serving you in the mansion? β
Huo Zuo's head tilted back slightly, squinted his eyes at the outsiders, and said slowly: "You Yiman, it's not that the money won't be paid to you." β
"The copper coins paid by Nong are for people to give you 'vents', not for you to smoke." You Yiman sat down next to his bed, and watched the man's body lie down on his side in the soft eiderdown quilt, "What are you afraid of?" I'm old, I'm still afraid of being loose? β
Huo Zuo "giggled" and spat her: "Female hooligan." β
The female rascal slapped him on the buttocks, and seeing that his eyes were confused and he had no strength in his body, she leaned down and leaned on his shoulder to look at him: "Someone told me that you went to find him." You're finally looking for him? I can't imagine that you are such a face-saving person, and you still think that you will not die. β
"Who am I looking for?"
"Which do you say?"
"Make it clear. If you don't tell me clearly, I don't know which one. β
"Nong, that bad guy."
"Phew." Huo Zuo's tone was filled with confused anger, "He also deserves it." β
You Yiman nodded his forehead: "Pump again, your brain will pump watt." Alas...... If it weren't for the injury you had and your asthma, I wouldn't have asked you to touch this thing. Sitting up straight as he spoke, Huo Zuo turned upside down and lay on her lap, asking a pair of white jade tender hands to gently comb the broken hair.
"If you don't smoke like that, it's uncomfortable, sister."
You Yiman lowered his head and looked at him: "You didn't cough today, what is uncomfortable?" β
"I see him today. It's more majestic, it's grown up, it's taller. Huo Zuo's mouth raised an incomprehensible smile, which was a stupid spirit that would only be revealed after smoking a big cigarette, and he danced and said to You Yiman excitedly, "He wears an overcoat, the material is okay, not expensive." He brought a top hat with a suit shirt and a scarf around it. Scarf...... The scarf was woven and given to him. Who do you think will deliver it? The female worker in the textile factory? College students upstairs? Still is...... Or ......"
You Yiman's fingertips combed his hair, rare gentleness: "What do you care about this." β
"I remember!" Huo Zuo smiled to himself, "It's the female worker in the textile factory, seventeen or eighteen years old." Definitely like him, how likable is he like that? If I were a woman working in a textile factory, I would like it too. Don't say seventeen or eighteen years old, twenty-seven or eighty married, I have to turn my head to him. β
As he spoke, Ben's light-hearted joking tone choked up. Huo Zuo turned his head on the side of You Yiman's knee, raised his hand and pressed it on the side of his face, and covered his mouth.
You Yiman opened his eyes, sighed lightly and didn't ask anything, and after the other party calmed down a little bit, he lowered his head and glanced at the man's sleeping face, hugged his shoulders and helped him sleep in the futon.
She sat on the edge of the bed and sighed quietly, "I still said I didn't want to." β
Shen Yigong made an appointment with Dayong for dinner in the evening and ate at the Quzhou restaurant outside his factory. He went to the factory dormitory first, stuffed the box under Dayong's bed, and then came out of the factory with him and went out on the street.
Dayong has gained weight again in the past two years, and the cloth used for a jacket is twice as fast as Shen's bow. The height is also a little taller, and it is like a wall to that station, but fortunately, his temper has always been good, and he is like a Maitreya Buddha, and when he saw Shen Yigong, he still called him enthusiastically a "big brother".
The two walked for a while, and when they arrived at the small restaurant, as soon as they sat down, Wu Dayong shouted to the boss: "Boss! First serve two taels of buckwheat and four duck heads. β
There Xiao Er responded, he turned his head and asked Shen Yigong with a smile: "Big brother, what are you going to eat for the rest of the food, you order." β
"Of course you're here for a treat. If you want to eat meat, you can eat meat, so where is a few duck heads enough to stuff your teeth. β
Hearing him say this, Wu Dayong scratched his head a little embarrassed: "My daughter-in-law won't let me eat meat recently." She said I'd get fat and wouldn't let me go to bed. β
Shen Yigong laughed: "Xiao Zhao is really spicy." β
"Isn't it? But I didn't dare disobey her. You still order the dishes, I'm afraid I'll order a vegan for a while, big brother, you won't be able to eat enough. β
Wu Dayong got married last year to Xiao Zhao, a female worker who worked in a factory. The girl is from Shaoxing, and she came to Shanghai alone to beg for a living, although she is small, she is shrewd and spicy. Wu Dayong first fell in love with someone, and chased him for more than half a year, and it didn't take long for the two to get married with the support of Dayong's mother.
The two now live in a factory together, busy with the salary increase.