Chapter 1 Before Joining the Army
No matter how the times change and how the social environment changes, the people at the grassroots level will always be indispensable. At the lowest level, measured in terms of money, it means the poor; Defined by status, it means the lowest untouchable; If you interpret it in terms of power, it means that you can't resist ants!
This is one of the eternal sorrows of mankind!
But the people at the lowest level will not be defeated by this eternal sorrow, and life is still full of happy laughter! ββDon't worry about external material factors, but laugh happily from the heart!
Although the city is only a small base in Asia, due to the geographical location of the city and other special factors, the military strength of this small base is equivalent to other medium-sized bases in the Asian base, so that foreign enemies dare not underestimate it!
If the entire base city is divided into concentric rings, then the central ring is naturally the most important area of the base, that is, the area where all kinds of elites, dignitaries, business tycoons, heroes and strong people are concentrated; The rings are followed by a variety of commercial and entertainment districts as well as some special areas; The rings are then industrial areas for the production of various goods, as well as certain special areas; The outermost ring is the military stronghold for the defense of the base city.
And in the southern part of the base city, a small area between the industrial zone and the military zone lives a group of people who belong to the lowest level of humanity in this troubled era, this era of destruction.
This group of human beings has not had some chain reactions due to the change of times and the turmoil of the world, such as large-scale acquisition of mutation powers, or possession of some special powers, etc. On the other hand, this group of human beings has no ability to protect themselves in this troubled world, and can only live in a forgotten corner in order to survive!
And this forgotten corner is the so-called "ghetto".
Zhong Yun looked at the scene that came into view, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, shook his head slightly, and slowly walked towards an entrance to the "slum".
This is not so much a "slum" as a "slum" or a "slum house". There are dilapidated buildings in the east, south, west, and north directions, each with thirty floors, and at least sixty doors and windows on each floor, making it hard to imagine how crowded it is!
The corridors on each floor are almost full of all kinds of clothes, fabrics, daily necessities, etc., so that people can't help but feel a sense of sympathy and retreat when they look at it from a distance.
In the middle of the four dilapidated buildings, there is an open space of more than 20 square meters, which is a free leisure area for the people here. Although the conditions are simple, there is dirty water on the ground, there are all kinds of piles of debris, etc., but it still can't stop them from enjoying the comfort and comfort of life.
Zhong Yun stood in the open space, looking at the people not far in front of him doing various leisure and entertainment activities. Some are singing with their voices, some are dancing to the beautiful singing of the radio, some are sweating and exercising, and some are shouting "general" and playing chess, which is rare in the outside world...... Whether it is a young child, a young man or woman in the mood for love, a middle-aged man or woman who works hard, or an old man in his twilight years, his face is full of the same kind of laughter - a happy and happy laughter that comes from the heart.
Zhong Yun looked at the warm and peaceful scene in front of him, his heartstrings seemed to be quietly plucked by something inexplicable, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, and his face showed the same smile as them, as if he also belonged to this group of people who lived in poverty, but their lives were still full of happiness.
There is a soft place more or less hidden in everyone's heart. For those who have been in love, perhaps this soft place is the person who has ever loved the deepest, the most painful, and the most unforgettable, and that person is mostly their first love - the first love is the most unforgettable!
The same is true for Zhongyun.
Zhong Yun looked at a girl coming down from the east building in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but light up, his feet stepped away, as if he was going to rush over, and then he seemed to think of something, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and his steps slowed down, but it was still a trend of three steps and two steps to walk forward quickly.
Although Zhong Yun is a fresh face in the "slum", he has been here a few times, and his appearance is sunny and gentle, and his clothes are ordinary and simple, which is not outstanding, so not many people pay attention to Zhong Yun as an outsider.
The girl went downstairs, carrying in both hands a large basin full of clothes a few heads taller than her, but she did not look strained by this, and walked unstaggered to the only rudimentary sink in the clearing.
"Xiaolan, it's time to do the laundry!" A woman in her forties, who was washing clothes in the sink, said with a smile and moved her body to the side.
Xiaolan smiled and nodded, put the big basin to the position that the woman had moved just now, rolled up her sleeves, put the dirty clothes in the big basin on the big stone slab next to her, and said with a smile: "Yes, Aunt Zhang." You've washed so many clothes, and you're tired, so go to a rest meeting. I'll wash your clothes for you. β
Aunt Zhang shook her head with a smile and said, "No, no, no." I just have seven or eight left, and I'll be done with it in one go. It's you, you wash so much every time, and you're not too tired! β
Xiaolan smiled: "Not tired, not tired." I'll be washing this in a few moments. β
Aunt Zhang sighed and said, "If only my little flower was as sensible as you!" β
Xiaolan smiled sweetly: "Aunt Zhang, Xiaohua is still young now, and when she grows up, she will be sensible." β
Aunt Zhang sighed: "Xiaohua is not young, she is thirteen years old, only two years younger than you, and she is not as obedient and sensible as you used to be!" β
As soon as the words fell, a crying voice came from the east building: "Mom, I'm hungry!" β
"Good, good! Little flower is good! Mom will go back right away! Aunt Zhang replied loudly with her throat, sighed secretly, and sped up the washing speed in her hands.
"Aunt Zhang, you go back and cook for Xiaohua first. I'll wash your clothes for you, and I'll send them to you later." Xiaolan put the large basin that had emptied the dirty laundry under the faucet, turned on the faucet, and smiled.
"This, this ......" Aunt Zhang looked at a few unwashed dirty clothes, looked at the east building again, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded: "Then it's hard for you, Xiaolan, I'll give you money when I turn around." β
After that, Aunt Zhang ran away without washing her hands.
"No, no, no......" Xiaolan turned around and shouted to Aunt Zhang who ran away, but as soon as she said these three words, she closed her mouth, turned her head, lowered her head and began to wash clothes.
Seeing this, Zhong Yun's right foot suddenly stopped, and then slowly put it down, sighed secretly, looking at Xiaolan's thin and thin body busy, he couldn't help but sigh, and as soon as he said the word "most", he was interrupted by Xiaolan with a cold voice!
"What are you doing here?" Xiao Lantou said coldly without replying. The cold voice, the indifferent tone, and the cold words all showed her disgust with him and the distance between the two.
The expression on Zhong Yun's face froze, and after a while, he slightly returned to his previous complicated appearance, swallowed his saliva, swallowed what he was going to say before, took a deep breath, changed his face to a sunny and gentle smile, and said slowly: "I'm going to join the army tomorrow, and I don't know if I will have a chance to see you again in the future, so I'll take a look at you now." β
Xiaolan still didn't turn around, but said lightly: "Have you finished reading it now?" The implication of this sentence is: after reading it, you can go.
Although his voice was not as cold as before, it was such a bland words that made Zhong Yun's heart seem to be pierced by a needle, making his originally sunny and gentle smile suddenly pale, and he couldn't hold back the tears rolling in his reddened eyes, but his lips couldn't stop trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "Are you still blaming me?" β
Xiaolan didn't speak, just lowered her head and washed the clothes she had been washing from the beginning to the present, and even the washing place was still the same as the one that was washed at the beginning, but a pair of seemingly weak and delicate hands had been rubbing, and she had not changed other places - was her heart not as calm and indifferent as it appeared?
If you don't speak, isn't that a tacit acquiescence?
Zhong Yun smiled gloomily, resisting the urge to rush over and question her, looking up at the sky that was gradually enveloping the night. I don't know how long it took, but he only felt that his tears had dried up, and he didn't have the urge to cry or tell her everything. Looking at Xiaolan with his back to him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hiding the complicated feelings in his eyes, and said slowly: "Then I'll go." β
Seeing that he still hadn't turned around or spoken, Zhong Yun felt a faint pain in his heart, so he shook his head and turned to leave.
He walked slowly, not as eagerly as he came, but as slowly as an old man; He walked heavily, not as briskly as he had come, but as heavy as his feet filled with lead water, which made his back look a little lonely and depressed.
If someone looks at Xiaolan from the washing pool, they will see such a beautiful picture: jade eyes cover the water mist, and the dragon palace is full of red silk. The pretty cheeks are painted with tears, and the pink lips love the teeth.
What is her thousand tears shed for? And for whom? And why cry alone?
Xiaolan clenched her fists, trying to control the urge to cry, although she didn't cry out loud, but she continued to sob. I don't know what decision I made, I nodded secretly, then let go of my hands, wiped away the tears on my face and eyes, and slowly turned around - did she want to watch Zhong Yun's departure count as the last love?
As a result, as soon as she turned around, her face immediately changed, and she ran over without washing her hands. Of course, she didn't want to keep Zhongyun, but to stop the two people who were in conflict. One is her former beloved first love, and the other is her current boyfriend and fiancΓ©. This is also the reason why her face has changed so much and her heart has mixed feelings.
Xiaolan saw that the two who were just quarreling were about to turn into a big fight, and hurriedly reprimanded: "Stop me!" β
Zhong Yun stared at the young man in front of him for three seconds before he gradually let go of his right hand that was gripping the young man's neckline and snorted coldly. Originally, because Xiaolan was so indifferent to him, he was a little depressed, but he didn't expect to see this bastard again, and this bastard came to provoke and stimulate him, how could this not make him angry! Coupled with his previous impression of this bastard, he completely forgot what he had promised Xiaolan before, and he wanted to teach this bastard a lesson again!
If Xiaolan hadn't stopped drinking in time, he would have really beaten up this guy he hated so much again!
Zhong Yun glanced at Xiaolan who ran over, glanced at the young man, and said coldly: "For Xiaolan's sake, I'll let you go first!" Be nice to Xiaolan, if you let me know that she has been bullied and wronged, then you will no longer be as simple as just breaking a bone half a year ago! Glancing at Xiaolan, who was only four or five meters away from him, his lips moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "At least you will spend the rest of your life in bed!" β
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Yun walked away.
It's just that Zhong Yun had just taken a step, and when he was about to take the second step, a sense of danger suddenly appeared in his heart, and a strong wind hit the back of his neck, and then an extremely anxious exclamation came from his ears: "Yun, be careful!" β
Zhong Yun originally sensed that someone was about to sneak attack him, and when he was about to make a subconscious reaction, these three words echoed in his mind, which immediately made him react slowly, and when he woke up, he only felt a faint pain in the back of his neck, his steps were a little staggering, and his body leaned forward slightly and bent slightly.
Xiaolan's face was pale, her expression was full of worry, and she ran over and said with concern: "Yun, are you okay......?" Before he could speak, he was interrupted by a cold shout from the young man!
"What a 'love'!" Especially the word "affection", it is more like bursting out of the mouth through gritted teeth, and the eyes seem to be full of thick anger and resentment, which makes people feel terrible!
"It's not like this, it's not like this, Ah Fu." Xiaolan hurriedly explained, but her eyes drifted away from Zhong Yun, and then her face changed, her eyes turned, and a pair of eyes full of anger stared straight at Ah Fu, and asked, "Why are you sneaking up on him behind your back?" β
Ah Fu looked stunned, then looked up to the sky and laughed, laughed a few times, suddenly paused, his eyes were full of malice and resentment, staring at Zhong Yun for about five or six seconds, before his eyes moved to Xiaolan next to him, and when he was about to say a few ugly words, he was swallowed back by a cold word.
"You're going to die a terrible death!" Zhong Yun looked at Ah Fu coldly, and his left foot also stepped forward half a step slightly.
Ah Fu's eyes gradually filled with bloodshots, his body seemed to tremble because of his clenched fists, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, turned around and strode away.
"Ah Fu......" Xiaolan looked at Ah Fu who suddenly laughed and left, and was a little overwhelmed, wanting to chase after her to explain, but also realized that there was another person beside her, a person she once loved deeply.
Xiaolan didn't know what to say, and for a while she was confused, dazed, and stood motionless.
"He's really not for you, and with him, you won't be happy." Zhong Yun squinted at Zhou Fu, who was laughing and leaving, he had some plans for him in his heart, and wanted to say this to Xiaolan, but when the words were in his mouth, he couldn't say it again, so he had to swallow it back. Because he knows his identity in Xiaolan's heart and respects Xiaolan's choice, he will not cross the line again.
"I ...... I'm leaving. Zhong Yun's voice was a little dry, looking at Xiaolan in a daze, he suddenly had an inexplicable urge in his heart to hold her in his arms and care for her, and then the fiery inexplicable impulse was extinguished by the self-deprecation and bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and the tenderness in his eyes gradually hidden.
Zhong Yun turned around slowly, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Pay more attention to your body in the future, don't be too tired, and take good care of yourself." Eat more; Drink plenty of water; Remember to wear more clothes when it's cold; Try not to stay up late and go to bed early; If it's cold at night, cover the quilt tightly so that you don't catch a cold. After a pause, he half-jokingly said, "I'm leaving, and when I come back alive, you'll have to get fatter." β
Although it was a joke, his eyes were already red, and Zhong Yun also noticed his abnormality, and hurriedly ran away.
It's just that he didn't know that the lovely man standing behind him had already burst into tears, and he wouldn't know what had happened after he left.
Maybe one day, when he returns, he will know what happened, maybe he will never know.
Maybe, after all, it's just maybe......