Return To 1977 Chapter 553: People go

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"Xiao Wu! I'm sorry for you..."

December 31, 1979. This was the first thing Chen Liquan said to Hong Yanwu after he came out of the Beijing Railway Station.

In fact, Chen Liquan has said this to Hong Yanwu countless times with emotion.

From the moment Hong Yanwu got off the plane after returning to Beijing from Bincheng two months ago, to when Yang Weifan drove him home while describing the situation.

When he just met his mother, Zhang Baocheng led the police from the city bureau to take him away. And after he was released from the "Xuanwu Branch".

Also, he went to Shanghai to find "Tang Xin'er" and every phone call he made from Shanghai to Beijing.

Chen Liquan always said this with shame and regret, as if he was the cause of all these evil consequences.

What can Hong Yanwu say about this?

He could only pat Chen Liquan's shoulder affectionately and comfort him as always, "Don't say that, it's none of your business. This is a disaster, a man-made disaster! It's those two **** 'Shen Chenghuang' and 'Stretch Out' Provoked..."

And Chen Liquan would sigh sadly and hang his head in self-pity. It seemed that he was even sadder to hear this sentence, even more depressed than himself.

No way, his brother is just too kind.

He had no choice but to pretend to be relaxed and put his arm around his shoulders, deliberately asking about the situation at home or talking about what he had seen and heard in Shanghai, and then walked onto the train square with Quanzi who took the luggage. Hire a cab home.

Of course, Hong Yanwu is definitely not as free and calm as he appears on the surface. In fact, he had been having a hard time every day for the past two months.

Whenever he closes his eyes every day, either "Tang Xin'er" is shot and his beautiful face becomes **** and bloody, or "Tang Xin'er" is miserable and tearful, silently stretching out her weak arms to him, as if begging for help. It was like he was saving himself.

This often makes him sleepless and even irritable.

To be honest, even if he was in the capital, he could not prevent such bad luck from happening.

So what makes him suffer is not anything else, but that he obviously has rich life experience and a forward-looking perspective on history, and he thinks that there are no problems in life. But he still couldn't protect his woman. He didn't even get a chance to meet her before they were forced to separate.

With this resentment towards his fate and annoyance at his own powerlessness, when he was first sent to the branch detention center, Hong Yanwu deliberately refused to sign up for a registration number. Within half an hour after entering the registration number, he "turned the tables" (slang, meaning not to do so). Obey the authority of the cell leader and fight with the cell leader).

As a result, he beat and knocked down two inmates in a row, becoming the first person in any detention center in Beijing to beat thirty-nine inmates in all cells.

In the end, he even beat the "cell leader" to the point where he took the initiative to "explode the cat" at the risk of losing the trust of the government and shouted to the supervisor to "help him." Four guards rushed in together, forcing him to stop.

Although he was shocked several times by the guards, he was also put in restraints and placed in solitary confinement. But Hong Yanwu didn't regret it at all.

Because he asked for it. If he didn't take it out on these people, he might really be furious.

Is he overbearing? No, he is not overbearing at all.

Is he a hero? No, he felt like a bear.

After coming out of the detention center, officials have come to a firm conclusion that the people involved in the case fled the capital. Although Hong Yanwu was cursing the public security department for being useless, what could he do?

We can only let the word out, saying that there is a reward of 5,000 yuan each in exchange for information on any of the three people: "Shan Shelai", "Shen Chenghuang", and "Tang Xin'er".

He actually knew very well that the short-term possibility of expecting the three of them to return to the capital on their own was zero.

Hong Yanwu was also helpless in the face of the "Tang Xin'er" courtyard which was closed down by the government. He didn't dare to lose his temper against the government.

In the end, I could only ask Zhang Baocheng to help clear the relationship, and then I went into the small courtyard to take a look.

Things in the living room and bedroom are very neat, and the Romanian furniture Hong Yanwu just bought is shiny. It was originally purchased for their wedding.

The only extra thing is a small frame on the white dressing table, with a color photo embedded in it - a photo of Hong Yanwu and "Tang Xin'er" sitting intimately together.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, the last time the whole family got together. My eldest brother took a complete family photo and only took a photo of the two of them, jokingly calling it the "rehearsal of wedding photos."

How it worked? Hong Yanwu went to Bincheng before he could see it. I didn’t expect that the photos would be developed and seen under such circumstances.

Just like he was in a trance, the room was quiet, everything was still, as if frozen in a specific moment...

Fortunately, with Zhang Baocheng's efforts that day, Hong Yanwu was finally able to take away the only photo of him and "Tang Xin'er".

In addition, there is another situation that makes Hong Yanwu slightly relieved. That is, all the places where "Tang Xin'er" hides his things are empty. And it wasn’t the police who did it. Because listening to the police officers present chatting, they all inferred that there was something taken away by Tang Xin'er.

This at least shows that "Tang Xin'er" will not be short of money.

Not to mention anything else, his two stamp albums were later placed in the hands of "Tang Xin'er". Even if the money was spent, the stamps that continued to increase in value were enough for her to cope with all situations.

After that, Hong Yanwu went back and hurriedly packed his bags and set off alone again. This time he went to "Shanghai". Not only did he meet "Aunt Bao", but he also walked around the streets and alleys of the city "Shanghai".

He believes that the most likely possibility for "Tang Xin'er" after leaving the capital is to come here to find her "host mother".

Although he believed that she must know very well, and the police are not stupid, there will definitely be public security personnel who will follow her and keep an eye on everything here. But his hope is that "Tang Xin'er" may be hiding nearby, silently paying attention to this place in a special way.

In this way, she will know how much he hopes she can come back, that he is sure and confident to turn the situation around and solve the difficulties, and that he doesn't care what her face looks like at all. He just wants to stay with her for the rest of his life, make up for the suffering she has suffered, and face everything in the future with her...

But he was unexpectedly disappointed again. He tried every means to convey such information frequently but it was like throwing stones into the sea. Although he had worn out two pairs of leather shoes, he had become unshaven and unkempt, and his belt was two buckles too tight. "Tang Xin'er" never appeared.

She will never disbelieve him or not meet him. This result can only show that she is not here.

In this way, he could only say goodbye to "Auntie Bao" in tears. He left a letter that he hoped "Tang Xin'er" would read, and then returned to the capital in despair with "Aunt Bao's" tears of confusion and the lament of "Why is my daughter so miserable?"

But this does not mean that he has completely given up hope.

During the time he spent on the train back to Beijing, he was indeed lost, tired, depressed, and desperate, and drank to drown his sorrows.

But "Tang Xin'er" and the bits and pieces he once had merged into a ray of light.

Whenever he was sad and melancholy, and talked with tears, he would recall the day they first met, the sunny day when they met again for stamps, and the first time he sent her home. That night, I recalled the excitement of them hugging each other in the pouring rain, the tears that revealed her heart after she handed herself over to him, and the little moments they spent in the small courtyard of "Qifenglou Alley". ……

So he had strength again. He began to believe that with the affection between them, "Tang Xin'er" would never give up on him or forget him easily. No matter how big the world is, they will be reunited one day. He firmly believed that as long as they were both alive, they could hold two people's hands together again.

Yes! She must be living somewhere, maybe she is hiding secretly to recuperate, maybe she doesn’t want to get involved with him, maybe she doesn’t have the courage to face everything yet...

But as long as she figures it out and gets in touch with "Aunt Bao" in the future, once she sees the letter he left, she will definitely show up and come to him again.

Yes! The arms of the two people bent together in the dark night, the figure of them becoming one in the cozy cabin, the promise of each other, and the touching feeling of no regrets and no complaints, have all firmly connected them together. Even if thousands of rivers and mountains pass, spring passes and autumn comes, I will never forget it!

So he will never give up searching and persevering. Finding his "sugar heart" and living happily together is his only dream in the future.

As he wrote in his letter:

"You must believe me, don't be afraid! I have everything!"

"No matter how your appearance changes, no matter how many hardships reality brings, the sacred word "love" will always burn and radiate for you in my heartbeat!"

"I'm waiting for you to go home. The home in Beijing, the home of the two of us, will always be there!"

Hate is locked in the flower rain in the courtyard, and sorrow is covered in water and smoke. I don't care about the mandarin ducks across Nanpu, the shadows wandering outside the flower branches. I'm about to knock my hairpin on the side and call out to parrots, and I'll be peeping at pictures of plain girls. As a newlywed, all the people in my eyes disappear in an instant, and the luan is alone in the mirror.

——Library of Huo Xiaoyu in Kun Opera "The Purple Hairpin"