Because of the accident and Hong Jilong's joining, Xiaoxia and the other three had no intention of continuing to play. They always felt that there were many stories about Hong Jilong. There was always a trace of hatred in his melancholy eyes from time to time. In the end,
What could make him have such hatred, the attentive Xiaoxia wanted to know.
"I want to go somewhere first." Hong Jilong suddenly spoke, but he didn't say a word along the way.
The place Hong Jilong wants to go to is his home. It has been seventy years, and he doesn’t know what it will be like. Maybe he will never come back again in the future. Maybe he can’t come back. If he comes back, it can only be said that
I came back to pay my respects to those who died.
After walking for a long time, the four of them finally arrived at the foot of a mountain. The original small village has now been transformed into a beautiful resort.
"Who will remember the dead people?" Hong Jilong said softly.
The massacre decades ago, in which more than a hundred lives were lost, has long been forgotten. This makes Hong Jilong feel very sad. His existence is to seek justice for these people who died tragically.
Hong Jilong continued to walk forward. Behind the resort, in a very remote and inconspicuous place, there was a stone tablet: commemorating the 123 villagers of Wanyuan Village who died tragically at the gunfire of the invaders. The inscription was the 22nd of the Chinese People's Liberation Army.
The 807th Regiment of the Fifth Division.
Looking at this stone tablet, Hong Jilong shed silent tears, knelt down silently, kowtowed to the stone tablet, and murmured: "I'm back, dad, sister, fellow villagers, I'm back!"
Only Hong Jilong knew the pain in his heart. Seventy years later, when he returned here, all he saw was a pile of loess. A pile of loess. Hong Jilong screamed in his heart.
When they saw the carvings on the stone tablet, Xiaoxia and the other two people guessed that the people buried underneath were those killed by the Japanese invaders. Moreover, maybe there used to be a village here, but everything no longer exists. Then Hong Jilong
What? Why did he kneel down to these villagers who were killed and even cry? What relationship does he have with this Wanyuan Village? There were more doubts in his heart.
Xiaoxia quickly took out a tissue, took one and handed it to Hong Jilong, saying, "Stop crying! Are they all your relatives?"
"Yes! They are all my relatives, so now I am alone!"
Xiaoxia turned around and looked at the resort and asked, "Do you know this resort?"
"No, I don't know!" Hong Jilong's voice was trembling, "Let's go!" From this moment on, he would leave his "hometown" and start a new life.
Just coming out of the resort, the attentive Xiaoxia decided to help Hong Jilong buy a pair of shoes first. After all, the cotton shoes he was wearing now were as weird as they were.
However, there were no shops selling clothes or shoes near the resort. The four of them walked a long way but still didn't find any shops.
"It's better to take a taxi to buy them! If you keep walking like this, you don't know when you will find a store that sells shoes." Zhixian said. Not only the distance, but also the surprised looks of the pedestrians made Zhixian feel a little uncomfortable.
No.
"No, it would be better to walk more!" Yanling, who was very nervous, obviously did not notice Zhixian's embarrassment.
Xiaoxia doesn't agree with taking taxis because she lives a frugal life. Growing up, the number of taxis she took has been extremely limited and can be counted on her fingers. However, other people's eyes do make her feel embarrassed. It's not that she
You don't care about what others think, but when so many people look at you like that along the way, I believe you will feel a little uncomfortable in your heart.
In today's traffic, hailing a taxi only takes a matter of minutes. When a taxi stopped in front of Hong Jilong, he felt a little excited, although there was nothing that could make him feel excited now.
, but, after all, this is a car. I have seen it, but I have never ridden in it.
With a "swish" sound, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a sports and casual shoe store.
"These shoes are comfortable to wear, thank you!" Wearing the newly purchased casual shoes, Hong Jilong thanked Zhixian.
"Hey! You're welcome!"
Hong Jilong's long hair is so eye-catching, and his height of 1.75 meters can only be considered average. However, coupled with a flawless, handsome and cold face, he is very likely to turn heads.
As it was approaching noon, there were more and more tourists. Many people looked surprised when they saw Hong Jilong. However, after seeing his Adam's apple, some people's eyes became weird. Of course, some people were envious.
, because he is so handsome that even Ji Hyun who is standing next to him is a little jealous. Who makes him, who was originally very handsome, become a foil when he stands next to Hong Ji Long.
Many little girls looked like nymphos after seeing Hong Jilong, which made Zhixian very uncomfortable.
Ignoring the jealously high return rate, Hong Jilong slowly began to chat with the three of them. Through chatting, he finally learned about the situation of these three people.
Xiao Xia's full name is Situ Xia. She is nineteen years old. Both her parents are small-time workers in private companies. They don't make much money, which is just enough to support the family. Therefore, Situ Xia has always lived a frugal life and has been very sensible since she was a child.
The total amount of clothes and shoes I wore was less than a hundred yuan.
Yanling's surname is Kou, and she is one year younger than Situ Xia. Her father is a senior manager of a company, and her mother is a housewife. Her father barely controls her, which makes her lively and bold, even a little bit.
A lawless personality.
Zhixian's situation is better. He is still a young master, nineteen years old like Situ Xia. His mother is the chairman of a certain group and his father is the target of "bullying" at home. But this does not mean that his family is not good.
Happiness, on the contrary, very happy, maybe because her mother is a "politician", Quan Ji-hyun is a bit cowardly and even has a mysophobia.
The three of them did not force Hong Jilong to tell his story, because the scene just now made them aware that it was enough not to mention it. As long as they knew that his name was Hong Jilong, it was enough.
The four people were walking the same road, but they were thinking in completely different directions. Hong Jilong was thinking about what to do in the future, Situ Xia was thinking about where Hong Jilong should settle down, which seemed to be a bit of a reminder of Hong Jilong's considerations, and Quan Zhixian was thinking about...
Isn’t it time to go home? Then should she find a taxi? What Kou Yanling thinks about is where to go.
Situ Xia, who has been independent since she was a child, tends to do things with her brain. The most important thing now is to help Hong Ji Long find a place to settle down. Since her own strength is really limited, such a thing is relatively simple for Quan Ji Xian.