Zhang Maocai, who was wearing a white mandarin jacket, was lying quietly beside a Japanese girl with messy long hair. His soft mandarin jacket was shining under the sunlight like a soft feather coat.
It was the 20th year of the Republic of China, the early autumn of 1931.
The young man had two fake ID cards with different names. One of them was dated June 11, 1918, and the other was dated June 11, 1919. It was precisely because of this that some city gates would let them in.
The streets of the northeastern city had already been occupied by the Japanese. There were parks, hospitals, schools, and so on. The carriages took turns to pass by, and there were people from all walks of life sitting on the horses. There was also a large group of hawkers shouting and peddling things. There were girls with black hair and white shirts coming out of the school run by the Japanese in twos and threes. A few children in tattered black soil ran and played on the avenue with kites in their hands. From time to time, steam would come out of the steamer. The black branches of the tree were on the side of the bell tower.
Zhang Maocai's body began to sweat slightly. When he noticed this, he resolutely straightened his body and sat by the bed, leaving the girl.
The young girl was a geisha, a little girl. Just now, Zhang Maocai had closed his eyes and listened to the girl's heartbeat. This girl, who had been overly frightened and had a heart attack, had been unconscious for several days and nights. The only thing he could do was to place her motionless and let her calm down. When she woke up, she had been brought to another corner of the city in the northeast. He, who still looked like a young man, quickly got on the train and rushed to a safe area.
The young man's eyes were fixed on the snow-white wall. At this moment, his eyes were indifferent, and his raised eyelids were tired. Even if he were to cry, his tears would probably be like stagnant water and he would no longer sob.
The young girl's body was twitching on the bed with difficulty. The young man turned his head and looked at her coldly.
The young girl twitched with difficulty for a while before she finally opened her eyes.
Under the dazzling sunlight, the image of the young man's slender body began to become clear.
[You're awake.] The young man spoke to the girl on the bed in an indifferent voice, like a ghost. The air became extremely quiet and solidified, and the young man's voice was no longer the same as what the girl had heard before. At the same time, he brought a basin of water.
The young girl turned her face slightly to the foreign youth. The teenager handed the towel that had been squeezed dry to the girl. The towel was still steaming. The teenager looked at the girl wiping her face and told her as if nothing had happened,[The northeast fell more than ten days ago. I can't go home anymore. He didn't expect them to do this, including Aunt Keiko.]
The girl was shocked when she heard this because she found it hard to believe that her father was such a demon. She had always been the illegitimate daughter of her mother and a man with status in the medical field. The man had never acknowledged her. However, she still believed in some beautiful fairy tales in the world.
[This can't be true…] the girl said softly. She wanted to cover her head in disbelief. The young man's palms were also quietly placed on hers.
[That is indeed the case.] The young man's eyes were filled with malice as he smiled and said lightly,"" As for you, he wants to erase the fact that you were caught and stabbed with needles to do some experiments. It's just that you won't leave behind any traces compared to others. Tell the public that you will die of some disease infection.]
[For the past few days, the Japanese army has been burning, killing, and pillaging the Chinese and North Korean people. The reason why your corner is affected by the army is that he doesn't want to save you at all.]
The girl's eyes widened when she heard that. She said, No, this is a lie!] She said to the young man,"My father, he would never…It must be you!"! You must be lying!
The young girl's voice started to become loud and heavy from the initial softness. She started to be hysterical, but the young man's appearance was still calm and indifferent. His eyelids were so stiff and cold that he was too lazy to lift them.
[It doesn't matter if you believe it or not.] The young man smiled bitterly and said,"If you don't believe me, you can ask your mother who was sent here by the army because she had a conscience."]
The young girl said,"Father must have his reasons for doing this. He wouldn't abandon me and mother like this."]
When he looked at this young girl, he suddenly felt like he had a change of heart. He felt that she was too similar to her mother in some ways. Why did she insist on being so evil back then? He had no regrets even though his life was miserable. He felt that they were still very good partners in this year. Thus, he changed the topic and placed his hands on the girl's shoulders. This is his adult business, what do we know? "Moreover, there are wars everywhere in this world now. The relationship between your country and our people, or between us, has always been like this. Today, we are friends, but tomorrow, we are enemies. There are many things that happen. Perhaps your father wants to do something to you because of this.]
"So, Dad had no choice but to do this? He had to obey the orders of his superiors.]
[Very likely.]
The girl couldn't help but cry at this moment. The pale sunlight shone into the room. These two foreign youths or children, their hearts ached when they were together. Perhaps her mother also needed such an explanation. This was also the case for Japanese women at that time.
He knew how young she looked. A few days ago, when the girl was knocked out by a grenade and heard the sound of gunfire outside, her compatriots were not even willing to let her go.
After a while, he said to the girl,"[I have a horse now. I'll send you to the concession where your mother is.]
[Ah…okay.] The girl wiped her tears and said.
After the boy sent the girl back to the Japanese concession, the two of them were silent on horseback that night. When they arrived, the boy got off the horse and carried the girl down. When the girl walked in that direction, they waved goodbye.
There was a kind of pain, mixed with the dull feeling of a certain cold and solidified static gas in the air, piercing into his heart. Even his breathing became heavy.
Not long after, the boy began to gallop on the wide and spacious avenue, mixed with the scattered stars in the night. As he ran, he suddenly turned his head and shouted in the direction of the girl. The longevity lock on his neck began to shake violently. He said to the girl,[You must live well, Jingzi. You must…]
[You must…live well.]]
At the end of the night, the voice and the figure of the young man in white clothes began to grow farther and farther away. In the young man's dark blue eyes, something slid down and froze into ice in the night that did not become cold.
Tears also flowed down the girl's face.
The sun shone once again, covering Zhang Maocai's closed eyes. He was now lying under the sun and sleeping. He always looked like a boy with a sweet smile.
When he was asleep, memories of the past that were not so gloomy were also fluctuating in his mind.
A few of the brothers leaned over curiously, wanting to wake him up with water. It was still January. However, Zhang Maocai got up agilely and scanned his surroundings vigilantly.
The brothers sighed in disappointment because this guy was still so easy to wake up.
Zhang Maocai began to grin at this and angrily smashed and kicked some things at the guys who were coming to cause trouble.
This year was January 20, 1933, Xifeng Pass of the Great Wall, during the Anti-Japanese War. If it weren't for this era of war, Zhang Maocai and his brothers would probably live like this forever.
——Fin——
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