Findings at sea

Ji Xingtang picked up Ruoyu from the police station, seeing him bouncing around, he should be happy but couldn't laugh.Ji Xingtang stared at him intently for a while, Ruoyu suddenly smiled and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you, you look so gloomy as if you saw a ghost. I look bad after being in prison?"

"Uh-uh... stubble is coming out," Ji Xingtang stammered as he looked at the small stubble that suddenly appeared on his fair face, "It's okay, there will be some, just go back and take care of it."

Ruoyu touched his chin slightly with a smile. He remembered that when he was a child, he was learning opera, and the sun was still cool by the patio.That martial student, everyone used all kinds of weapons to suppress his red-tasseled spear, he let out a loud roar, blocked everyone, and started to fight.He stretched out his orchid hands, straightened his temples, straightened his skirts, wrapped around his wrists, pointed at Lanfang with a flick of his hand, and looked back with a swipe of his hand. Others laughed at his white and tender boy who was going to be someone's wife in the future.Today he grows a beard.

On the same day, Wu's wife received two pensions from the French Consulate General and Bai Xiaohong's personal pension, totaling 30 yuan, plus Bai Xiaohong's [-]-year guarantee of living expenses, and a monthly payment of [-] yuan.The life of a family of ten can be solved roughly, and the family is very grateful.

Ruoyu went to work at the newspaper the next day and found that the news column on the Chinese edition lashed out at the brutality and arrogance of French imperialism.And in the advertisement column, the purpose is impressively - Mrs. Wu published in the newspaper to thank Bai Xiaohong for the relief, and the French Consulate General's generous sympathy for orphans.This time, Bai Xiaohong paid money and efforts in silence, but it was the honor of the country that resolved the deadlock and won the praise of the French Concession, the whole of Shanghai, and even the compatriots of China.But no one knew what the price he paid was, and neither did he himself.

Before the rain came, the air was dull and earthy, and there was a sudden gust of wind, lightning and thunder in Tinghuan Langyuan.Ruoyu Xiaojie came back and saw Du Ziming sitting motionless in the wheelchair in the corridor, his face was suddenly illuminated by a thunderbolt and lightning, his face was pale and frightening.Ruoyu made up her mind and walked over to him and called him softly, "Brother Tianbao."

Qiao Ming didn't respond, seeing his lips were bright red, he probably drank a lot of wine, he came out to breathe because of his burning chest, took laudanum and sleeping pills before going to bed, and fell asleep on the spot uncontrollably.

Ruoyu sent Du Ziming back to the room to let him sleep well, and went back to the room by himself, he couldn't sleep because of the noise from the thunder.After tossing and turning for a while, he ran into Ji Xingtang's room with his pillow in his arms and rushed into his nest.

Ji Xingtang also fell into a deep sleep amidst the rolling thunder.He lay on the bed with his legs slightly curled up, and Ruoyu curled up into a small ball into his arms, feeling the honey-like fragrance of his body, which was fragrant and calming.Ruoyu still couldn't sleep, her face rubbed against Ji Xingtang's front, and Xiang Yunsha made a rustling sound.Ruoyu put an arm around his waist, and rubbed against his waist before falling asleep.

Ruoyu was about to fall asleep and said vaguely, "Brother, give me a hug..."

After the last clap of thunder receded, the torrential rain suddenly hit the front of the steps.Ji Xingtang patted him on the back so that he opened his eyes in fright, Ji Xingtang whispered, "Are you having a nightmare again?"

Seeing that he woke up, Ruoyu put her arms around Ji Xingtang's waist, "No, the thunder is so loud that I can't sleep, and Brother Tianbao always scares me to death like a ghost."

"Run out again?"

"I sent him back." Ruoyu looked up at him and closed his eyes again and said, "Brother, did you go looking for him again?"

Ji Xingtang nodded, resting his chin on his celestial cap, and said "Mmm".

Ruoyu stretched out her hand to fiddle with the buckles in front of his lapel, and accidentally opened two of them. When she touched the porcelain skin, she slid her fingers in and pressed his heart, passionate blood flowed under her fingers. Even the heart was beating with his fingertips. "Brother, what are you thinking in your heart? Which one of your diseases is not caused by him, and which one of the scars on your body is not made by him? He can treat you cruelly. Do you still believe that he is a good person? You don't want Go find him again."

Ruoyu still has some lingering fears when she thinks about it now, the bloody smell mixed with the smell of wine filled the entire cubicle, her eyes were red, they hugged each other naked, like a pair of bloody mandarin ducks in the narrow bathing pool.Ji Xingtang's wrist was resting on the edge of the pool, and blood was bubbling out, while Bai Xiaohong's wrist was soaked in the water, staining the water in the tank full of red.Ruoyu was stunned at the door, eyes misty and dreamy, they were "dead" like a painting, if nominated it should be called "Weeping Blood." Ruoyu fished him up, shed tears instantly, he was about to go crazy, and saw Ji Xingtang's body There is no good color in black, purple, dark red, and he knows it all. He didn't expect this person to be so insane.Ruoyu thought, if he and Mu Ke hadn't come to look for the lost jade pendant, Ji Xingtang might not have survived, thinking of this made his heart tremble violently.

Ji Xingtang gently stroked his back, felt his trembling, and said slowly, "Zixuan, I lost my father since I was young, and he is my brother and father to me. Let me tell you, if someone kills him, I'm afraid I will be punished by the gods and I will definitely not survive."

It's like a twin tree, separated from each other, but there is me in you and you in me, and when one flower withers, the two plants wither.

Speaking of this, Ruoyu clenched Ji Xingtang's lapel and trembled violently, Ji Xingtang patted the back of his hand lightly, but he slammed it away, touched Ruoyu again and began to cry.This child grew up by himself. I don’t know how much thought he has hidden. No matter whether he is pure in mind or hidden in the city, he taught it by himself. Even if he really colluded with outsiders, it is human nature, but he can’t hide it from himself. .Ji Xingtang gently wiped his tears, and asked in a harmonious voice, "Why are you crying? It doesn't mean that growing a beard makes you a man, why do you still cry so much?"

Ruoyu hugged his waist tightly, tried her best to suppress the instinct that made him want to cry, shook her head and choked up, "Brother, I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die. Can't survive."

Such friendship, heart to heart, life to life.

As soon as the thunderstorm stopped, the sky hung a bow and the moon was crescent.

After mourning for a long time, Ruoyu's throat felt like it was burning, Ji Xingtang got up and poured him a glass of water.There was a touch of moonlight on the back of his hand, which was warm and cool.Ruoyu took the cup and gurgled a few mouthfuls, then told Ji Xingtang to lie back, and hugged him to feel at ease.

Ruoyu arched her head and whispered, "Brother, I always thought that Er Niang was dead, but I had a dream in the prison, dreaming of Er Niang, she said she was not dead and told me to find her. Working in a newspaper office, I have collected a lot of magazines about the collapse of the palace, which only said that the female relatives were scattered, and it is not certain that Er Niang is really still alive." Ruoyu had a good hope, and he hugged his nanny again, full of enthusiasm. Hope, "Our mother."

Ji Xingtang suddenly realizes that if he can find Zixuan, if Fujin is not dead, he will be able to find it too.He also had hope, and hugged Ruoyu tightly in surprise, "Maybe, maybe I'm really alive! My elm head!" He grabbed Ruoyu's arm, pressing his forehead against his forehead, " Please work hard to research some information from that year, I will send someone to find it!"

Ji Xingtang seemed to be suffering from hysteria, and was about to run out in the middle of the night, Ruoyu stopped him and sneered, "Brother, it's not too late after so many years... Besides, if... wouldn't it be a waste of joy."

Ji Xingtang stopped being agitated and smiled softly. It's a good thing that Zixuan still has Erniang.