Verse 22: Return

This cell, which is where the prisoners are held, is isolated from the sound, and they are afraid of the time.

The waves hit, the orange lights swayed, and the pendulum swayed.

Murong Painting House sat with Li Fangjing and chatted about their parents' shortcomings. He was more eloquent, she was more attentive, and the atmosphere was quite comfortable. His voice was clear and low, her voice was soft and clear, and her voice was whispering, and her words were like thick silk, sprinkled all over the burrow.

His body was stained with blood, his clothes were disheveled, his forehead was slightly messy, and when he said it was proud, he laughed, and his eyes were full of color and shining.

No matter how depressed he is, his smile is still incense and intoxicating.

“…… The military school is bitter, I don't miss it much, and what I think of the most is the time when I studied at Shengjing University. The classmates are young, high-spirited, and full of enthusiasm for serving the country. I started school when I was 14 years old, the youngest in my class. I look good, and my classmates are very good to me......" He rolled his eyes, his gaze as clear as glass.

Murong Hualou shook his head and smiled.

"Why, you don't believe me?" He looked at her.

"How could it be? You are also good-looking now, and you must be even more good-looking when you were a child......" Murong Painting Building is as good as a stream.

"There's another interesting fact...... When I was in college, I was in the same class as my third brother, and we stayed in the same school building...... Once, a group of male classmates sat in our school building and said, "My fifth sister came to see us." When she saw me, she pretended to be shocked and said: Jing'er, why are you in a school building with the third brother, shouldn't you live in a girls' school building? Li Fangjing smiled leisurely, his eyes flashing with broken light.

Murong Painting Lou snorted.

Li Fangjing pretended to be slightly annoyed: "But the angry thing is that my skin was white at that time, and I was thin, but I really looked like a woman, those male classmates took it seriously, and two months later, two male classmates in the class wrote love letters to me......"

Murong Hualou was slightly stunned, and then laughed uncontrollably, and only after a while did he smile slyly: "I'm afraid that there are still people who miss you, right?" ”

He smirked and didn't care. Speaking of young things, his face is shining.

"When you were a child, what was the interesting thing?" Li Fangjing leaned back slightly, his thick black hair lined his side face, his face was pale and thin, and his blood stained him. It's just that the thin lips are flying, and the posture is delicate.

When it came to his childhood, Murong Painting Lou was in a trance. She has been in an orphanage since she was a child, she entered the organization at the age of five, her life is urgent and pale, and before the age of eighteen, she only has training! There is no emotion and no distractions, if it is interesting, it is the excitement of a wrist-thick stick that instantly breaks when the bones are gradually tougher than the wooden stick.

She chuckled, "Probably not...... I don't have a good memory......"

Li Fangjing didn't ask any more, and told her about studying abroad. He was all about picking up fun things, and he was quite happy.

Where is this prison? Murong Painting Building clearly feels like a spring pavilion, surrounded by flowers, fog and rain. In the distance, the new willow spits green, short and long willow silk, graceful and swaying. The two of them boiled a pot of tea, sat idly and talked, the rain wet the lake stone moss, the koi in the pond turned the waves, and the sound of the water floated in his ears.

The happiest time, but that's it, right?

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The house in the British Concession was lit up again, and the wind blew the curtain, and the light stained a white magnolia in the courtyard.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Bai Yungui, who had just returned from the station, and five or six adjutants and generals were quite tired and hungry.

The long French brown table is covered with a white Turkish linen tablecloth, a dense porcelain bowl and a glass bowl are displayed in turn, and a small Italian openwork silver spoon is placed in front of the golden silk nan wood chopsticks. When the preparations were ready, the maid began to prepare the delicate dishes one after another. Although I want a supper, the people at the bottom don't dare to be sloppy, and the sumptuous Chinese delicacies are full of color and aroma, with a taste of British sweet soup.

Hungry so badly, everyone didn't care about talking, and started their own way.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door. An adjutant stopped and smiled: "It must be that kid Zhenghong who is here, only he can be so uncontrollable...... I'm afraid there's something going on over there......"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Bai Yungui also shook his head: "I have said that he has been several times, but I can't control it, and he still has that impatient temperament......" He scooped a bowl of sweet soup, and after drinking it, he saw Li Zhenghong coming in with an anxious face, and Bai Yungui said, "I'm full." When you have eaten, don't waste food. ”

Then he turned and went upstairs.

"What do you mean that Madame is gone!" Bai Yungui's face was like sinking water, and he scolded angrily, "It's just for you to do such a trivial matter, and you lost your wife!" ”

Li Zhenghong stood aside as if he was facing a great enemy, and did not dare to say more.

There was a car passing outside, and the strong beam of light entered the study, and Bai Yun was angry, and closed the dark curtains with a bang, before sitting on a chair and lighting a cigar. The smoke rose, and his face was angry, his eyebrows furrowed, but there was something in his eyes.

"Madame danced with Li Fangjing...... At that time, the lights went out, and the subordinates wanted to rush over to save the lady, but the dance floor was messed up. In about two minutes, the gun went off...... Chief Zhou Shili injured his arm, but his attendants were hit and killed on the spot...... The deputy minister of the Ministry of Finance was also present, the bullet pierced the chamber, and life and death were unknown...... It seems that he is going to the Ministry of Finance, which may be a personal grudge. When the lights came back on, the back window was smashed, and Mrs. and Li Fangjing disappeared......"

Bai Yungui took a puff of his cigar, spit out the clouds, shook his head and said firmly: "The Ministry of Finance is just hiding people's eyes and ears, and it is going to the people of the Li family......" He has an astonishing accuracy in judging the current situation.

Li Zhenghong was anxious: "How is that good?" Madame is still in Li Fangjing's hands......"

Bai Yungui glared at him angrily. Li Zhenghong didn't dare to say more.

"Even if Li Fangjing falls into the hands of the other party, he won't do anything to him...... Li Fangjing has been making a deal all these years, and the other party just wants to find out from him who the master behind him is, and it won't hurt his life...... It's a lucrative deal...... Madame is with him, and she will suffer at most, and she will be able to protect her life, so you can rest assured. Bai Yungui saw Li Zhenghong's worried face, and finally explained it to him.

"What kind of deal?" Li Zhenghong came out of his hand, and in exchange for Bai Yungui shouted angrily, "How many times have you told you, you have a bit of a calculation in your heart, don't ask if you shouldn't ask...... I can't teach you anything! ”

Li Zhenghong stood there.

In the middle of the night, a cigar ran out, and Bai Yungui's tone was a little calmer: "Let you go to the joint tonight, what do you say?" ”

"I shot before I met him...... When the gunshots passed, I was afraid that the other party would also be afraid, so I never encountered them again. Li Zhenghong said uneasily, but he was afraid that he would scold again.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yun returned and said: "When you encounter such a thing, it's not something you can predict. You go back to the mansion first, appease Miss Six, and I will send someone to keep an eye on the movements of all parties, and if possible, I will find Madame's ...... Call Miss Six to ...... at ease."

Li Zhenghong buttoned the heel of his boots and said yes. I still can't let go of Murong Painting Building in my heart, but I don't dare to say anything more.

When he went downstairs, he looked lost.

An adjutant teased him: "Little Lizi, are you scolded again?" Tell you to be careful when you speak...... The Overseers are having a hard time these days. ”

"What's wrong?" Li Zhenghong was stunned.

"Mrs. Yun is back......" the adjutant chuckled.