The dryness of his mouth and tongue made Xu Ruifeng open his eyes. He tried to swallow hard, but there was really no saliva in his mouth. The gums on his eyelashes were sticky, making it difficult to even open his eyes.
He reluctantly took a look and realized that the place he was in should be the cell of the gendarmerie. The iron fence in front of him was diagonally opposite the place where he had been tortured before.
Xu Ruifeng reluctantly moved his fingers. It was okay. At least his upper body was still functional. After all, apart from whiplash and burns, his upper body was not full of holes like his legs.
As for the legs…
It wasn't that he couldn't move, he just didn't want to move, and whenever he moved, he would feel heartbreaking pain.
"Old Xu?"
A call came from the next cell.
Xu Ruifeng frowned, why did he still meet acquaintances in the gendarmerie cell?
"who?"
He responded hoarsely.
Electrocution is really not something people can withstand. When the current makes your body become a mess, Xu Ruifeng felt like he was being stabbed by thousands of awls with the soles of his shoes. He just shouted after the current stopped for a long time.
Come on, with that voice, the meat in your throat is probably broken by shouting, can your voice not be hoarse?
"Is it really you, Lao Xu?"
"It's me, Xiu Niang!"
Embroiderer?
Xu Ruifeng was very sure that he didn't know the embroiderer at all. Even if he was confused by the electric current, he would not lose his memory. Otherwise, how could he remember that Wen Wan was his wife and Lao Ying was his only confidant in the world.
"Oh, don't you remember?"
"Wafangdian, there is a tailor shop opposite your house. Your wife always goes to the tailor shop to have her clothes made. I am the embroiderer hired by the tailor shop."
He remembered!
Several times when Wen Wan went out, she would go to a tailor shop and watch other tailors embroider. Either the pattern was wrong today or the size would be wrong tomorrow. Anyway, I had to go there every now and then.
It is not unusual for a tailor shop to have an embroiderer who specializes in embroidery. A woman from an ordinary family does not just wash clothes and embroider to make up for the family income. The question is, how can she know herself?
"Is your wife okay?"
As soon as he said these words, Xu Ruifeng realized, wasn't she a woman who had been beaten to death by the Japanese before she had sex?
The Japanese used severe torture and were locked in a cell like herself. Maybe she and Wen Wan were the same person.
Xu Ruifeng still didn't speak. It was impossible for Lao Xu to say even a word before he was sure of the other party's identity.
"She told me about you."
Xiu Niang recalled as if she had finally found someone who could talk to her: "I also said... you have been thinking about that thing all day long..."
This is Xiu Niang's happiest memory after she came to Northern Manchuria. Having fun with Wen Wan and Lao Xu was one of the few happy times in this hellish Northeast.
"These tiger bitches."
Xu Ruifeng cursed hoarsely.
He believed that his wife could say these words in front of someone who was absolutely trustworthy. It was like finishing things for the first time after turning off the lights at night. Whenever Lao Xu wanted to do it for the second time, Wen Wan would scold him: "No."
Are you having enough time? Why don’t you have enough?" It’s just as private.
But what is the fact?
The fact is that while Wenwan was expressing her shamelessness, she couldn't have enjoyed any less happiness when the incident happened!
Sometimes when Lao Xu's rhythm slows down, he will say: "Hurry up, I'm waiting to go to bed." to remind me.
"Is she safe now?"
"she……"
Xu Ruifeng was about to say something, but Xiu Niang added: "Don't tell me anything specific. I don't know if I can hold on after dawn tomorrow. Just tell me if she is safe now."
Lao Xu calculated the time: "I may have left Northeast China now."
call.
The embroiderer finally relaxed: "Then I have nothing to fear."
The sudden silence is the easiest thing to touch. Xu Ruifeng could feel from the embroiderer's words that the pure longing was not mixed with any falsehood. She didn't even mean to ask herself other questions, as if she didn't have any plans.
Know her specific identity.
In order to prevent the atmosphere from becoming awkward, Xu Ruifeng asked: "Are you okay?"
The embroiderer responded casually: "That's it."
Faced with this fearlessness, Xu Ruifeng thought of the face he had just seen when he entered the dungeon, a face that was almost completely swollen, with the eye sockets swollen to the point where the flesh was transparent; and the fingers,
Each one is purple and black.
Lao Xu wanted to see those hands clearly in his memory, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see them completely because he couldn't find any nails on the blackened fingers.
"Do you still want to go out?"
Faced with this problem, Xiu Niang fell into silence. After a long time, she slowly spoke: "I can't get out."
This is the scariest thing. As a big man, you don't know what to talk about and what not to talk about in this situation. Xu Ruifeng originally wanted to ask, 'Who else is in the family?', but when he thought about it, Yu Xiangqian
What Monk Shang Kun said, 'Every arrest of an intelligence officer means the fall of the family behind it.' I didn't dare to ask about this sentence, for fear that if the little devil heard it, he would implicate someone else.
However, he didn't expect that such carefully chosen words from the embroidered lady would still make the atmosphere sink into a gloomy mood, and Lao Xu felt a little guilty for no reason.
"My internal organs are injured. I don't know where they are. Every time I lie down on the ground after being tortured, even if it gets a little cooler, I feel pain like a knife stabbing my internal organs." The embroiderer said as if she was getting excited: "
Do you know what I’m looking forward to most right now?”
When the atmosphere finally passed, Xu Ruifeng quickly asked: "What?" He was afraid that any clues would be detected.
"What I look forward to most is that after the torture, the little devil can throw me directly onto the hay mat. It feels so uncomfortable to have to crawl over by myself with all the injuries on my body."
oops……
Lao Xu now regrets talking to him.
He is a good old man, as strong as iron, but after hearing these words, his heart felt like he was being tied up with a hemp rope, tightened and tightened again.
"Do you regret it?"
"If you had known that such a day would come, you would still..." Xu Ruifeng wanted to give himself a slap in the middle of the sentence. He is an idealist, unlike you, who is a monk halfway.
Unexpectedly, when Xiu Niang interrupted him, it was the moment when he shut up, and the two sentences connected perfectly: "Yes."
The embroiderer's response was not far-fetched at all. Her attitude seemed to say that no matter how many times you ask, the answer will be the same.
"If I had known what would happen today, I would still have resisted Japan."
"If I had known that the outcome would be ten times worse than today, I would still have resisted Japan."
"Even now we can see that Japan will eventually occupy the entire territory of China and completely destroy this country. As long as I can survive by becoming a slave, I will still resist Japan."
Xu Ruifeng especially wanted to know where this ideal power came from and asked: "Why?"
"Because the Japanese are still on Chinese soil, and because I am still alive."
"Then what if the final result is that everyone really fails?"
The embroiderer smiled warmly from a position where Xu Ruifeng could not see her, and said through a wall: "It failed."
