Old Movies of the Republic of China II

When Zhang Zheng returned to his room, the night was already dark.

Qing He lowered his eyes and took off his out-of-fit coat for him.

Zhang Zheng said wearily: "Hot water."

Qinghe followed her words, and soon two servants came in with a large wooden bucket, and behind them, several old women poured buckets of hot water and cold water into the bucket.

Qinghe touched them, nodded towards them, and all the servants retreated.

"Boss, the water is ready."

Zhang Zheng stepped into the wooden barrel naked, and in the steaming water, Qing He saw many deep and shallow scars on his body, which were obviously new in the past few days.

Zhang Zheng closed his eyes and said, "Come in."

Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then responded, slowly took off her clothes, then stepped on a small stool and immersed herself in the water.

Pressing against Zhang Zheng's fiery chest, Qing He heard his heart beating vigorously, beating again and again, as if telling him that I'm fine, I'm back alive.

"Why are you crying?"

A big hand covered his cheek, rubbing it gently.

Qing He looked away in embarrassment, and said hoarsely, "I didn't cry."

After tossing so late, Zhang Zheng must be very tired, and he didn't want to make him more tired.

Zhang Zheng said: "These days, have you been frightened?"

Qing He shook his head and said, "I know you will definitely come back."

"What's with the hair?"

Qing He stroked the hair that only reached the shoulders, and said, "It's too long, so I cut it off."

Zhang Zheng didn't say anything else, just said: "I'll be free in a few days, I'll take you to cut it, it will definitely look better than before."

Qinghe gave a nasal "hmm".

He turned his head in Zhang Zheng's arms, and saw that his eyes were closed and his head was raised, looking very tired.

Qing He touched the newly added scar on his chest, and suddenly smiled.

Zhang Zheng put one hand on the edge of the wooden barrel, holding a cigarette in his hand, and wrapped his other hand around his waist, stroking up and down without eroticism.

Hearing Qing He's laughter, the hand around his waist patted him lightly and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Qing He put her hands on his shoulders and said seriously: "Young Master, Zhang Zheng, it's good that you can come back."

Zhang Zheng let out a "hmm".

Qing He lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up, even he didn't know: "My wife and I went to worship Buddha together, and prayed that you could come back safely. When I left, I saw the Buddha seemed to be smiling at me. At that time, I thought, did he agree? Me? As soon as I got home, you really came back."

Zhang Zheng opened his eyes and looked at him deeply, and said, "I only made this one wish, huh?"

"Well." Qing He said: "I have no other wishes."