The Heartless Mage Chapter 209: Stranger Things

Su Tao walked into the reading room and opened the envelope under the cover of a copy of the People's Daily. She took out the letter paper and spread it out on the newspaper, she looked down in a big way, her expression was very natural, and no one could see that she was guarding the newspaper and reading private goods.

Slowly finished reading the letter, Su Tao raised her head and looked forward for a while. To be honest, she didn't understand it.

She knew every word of Wuxin, but after the long speeches were formed into lines, they became a blur of unfamiliar faces. On the stationery, he said he was leaving.

He walks, walks alone, and wants to walk with her as a stranger in the world. She crosses her Yangguan Road, and he crosses his single-plank bridge. Why go? Because now she has a future and can live without him, he is relieved.

She is pitiful. She has suffered countless sins at a young age. She has no home, no relatives, and no support. So you still have to go to the military academy, and you have to fight for it if it is not easy. He is gone, she has to learn to live by herself.

Su Tao sat in the reading room for a long time, until the reading room was about to close, she returned to the dormitory like sleepwalking. Sitting slowly on the lower bunk, she heard her young joints instantly rust for a thousand years, creaking with the movements. She couldn't stand, she couldn't sit, she couldn't get up or down, and she was frozen in the torrent of time. Left unintentionally? Did you really leave? How can I go without a heart? Isn't it all said and done? Didn't they all agree? Did he regret it again?

She didn't cry or make trouble. He looked down at his hands on his thighs, his fingers curled and his nails bruised. Her blood was all trapped in her heart, and her limbs were all frozen. Holding on to the bed rail, she stood up slowly and dragged her legs out. Someone asked her: "Su Pingping, you haven't washed up yet? Turn off the lights!"

She heard something that she said, buzzing loudly or lowly, but it should be a very reasonable answer, because the other party immediately stepped aside to make way for her. She pushed the door into the hallway, looking left and right. There were so many soldiers walking in the long corridor, and so many soldiers were sitting and lying in the dormitories on both sides of the corridor. She clasped her arms in disbelief, and was suddenly driven mad by her full of doubts: How could she have fallen into such a stranger's nest? What do these people have to do with her? A ruin of cosmos bloomed in front of me, the sun changed from bright to dark, the cosmos disappeared, replaced by a warm fire pool. The night wind in Changbai Mountain swept across the ground with snowflakes. She was lying on the animal skin mattress with fire on one side and Wuxin on the other.

Those places are her home, and she wants to go home. Something must have gone wrong, she bit her lip and walked forward, begging in her heart as she walked: "God, what's wrong? You tell me, I'll change it!"

In the bathroom, which gradually became silent, Su Tao entered the innermost compartment. After squatting firmly, she took out the letter and read it again from beginning to end.

Then she lifted her cuff and bit her arm. The pain kept her a little sober, and she thought that Wuxin might not really leave - he was so close to himself, how could he just leave? Maybe he was hiding, hiding in the dark, and he thought he was doing it for his own good! Yes, it must be hidden, where is it hidden? It's hard to say, he always seems to be omnipotent. Harbin is so big and the weather is warm again, there are too many places for him to deal with life.

Su Tao let out a sigh of relief, and a road map appeared in her mind. After wandering with Wuxin for half a year, she knew where she should go first and then. Folding the letter, she stood up, and she returned to the dormitory as if nothing had happened, her sleeves drooping down, covering the deep tooth marks on her forearm.

In the early morning, the female soldiers in the dormitory found that Su Pingping was gone. A human figure bulged in Su Pingping's quilt, and when he opened the quilt, he saw that there was a small bed roll inside.

The whole company got up early because of this. At eight or nine in the morning, deserter Su Pingping was caught at the train station.

The leaders scratched their heads, wondering what to do with her. She was a child sent by Chief Tian, ​​and no matter how she dealt with it, she would slap Chief Tian in the face. It seemed too presumptuous to call to ask Chief Tian what he meant. In desperation, the leaders contacted Tian Xingbang. Tian Xingbang finally got the chance to be a hero to save the beauty, and immediately covered Su Tao under his own wings. Seeing Su Tao alone in the confinement room, he asked kindly, "Ping, why did you escape? Did you encounter any difficulties? If you have any difficulties, you can tell my brother, and my brother will definitely help you."

Su Tao sat upright on a chair, her face was white and gray, her eyelids drooped down, and the end of her eyes pointed out the elder. She opened her mouth in an old-fashioned manner, and she told Tian Xingbang: "My partner ran away, and I wanted to find him."

Tian Xingbang opened his mouth: "Do you have a partner?"

Su Tao nodded, and the man turned into a wooden clay sculpture, his face remained motionless: "Yes."

Tian Xingbang asked again: "He... ran away?"

Su Tao continued to nod: "Well, I ran."

Tian Xingbang put his hands in his pockets, not knowing whether he should cry or laugh: "Run...Ping, he ran and ran. You are still young, and in the future...you will...you know brother. Do you mean?"

Su Tao calmly replied: "I know."

The matter did not make a big difference, it was digested within the company by the leader. Su Tao was locked up in solitary confinement, sitting quietly in the confinement room, she recalled her life for more than ten years from beginning to end. The quiet in the small room made normal people crazy, but she was happy. She doesn't like people, and the confinement life without people is actually exactly what she wants.

Sitting in the corner with her knees in her arms, she always felt unintentional and did not go far, and even one day in the future, he will come back again to see if she really went to the military academy and if she really resembled him in the letter Having started a family and starting a business as he was instructed, did he really live to be a decent military cadre—it must be so, how could he just walk away without thinking about her so well?

The idea grew stronger and stronger, and she finally believed it. Resentment followed, she wanted Wuxin to be cruel and self-righteous. Why would he dictate his own life like this?

Seventeen-year-old Su Tao secretly made up her mind. She has to wait for Wuxin to come back, whether it is a year, ten years or a hundred years, she has to wait. She will use the facts to prove to Wuxin how wrong and failed he was to leave wishful thinking!

When Su Tao was in confinement, Wuxin got off the train in Qiqihar.

He is carrying a backpack, a schoolbag, and a large owl in his arms. After getting off the train, he didn't go far. He stood in front of the notice board and read the train timetable, then squeezed to the ticket office and bought a train ticket to Hailar.

It's eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and there are still seven or eight hours before the driving time on the ticket. Wuxin left the train station and wanted to find a small restaurant to eat a bowl of hot noodle soup. Unexpectedly, in the bustling crowd in front of the station, he was suddenly grabbed by the back collar. Quickly turning around and looking back, he met the little Dingmao.

It has been nearly a year since they last met. Xiao Ding Mao's baby face was covered with a vicissitudes and a slick smile. It looked old and young, making it impossible to tell his age. Wuxin never thought that she would meet him again, so she couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to run away? You have run away for a year and haven't succeeded yet?"

Little Ding Mao put her finger to her lips, "shhh", and asked, "Where is Su Tao?"

This question made Wuxin smile sadly and proudly: "She went to the army."

Little Dingmao's eyes widened enviously: "So good?"

With a fatherly mentality, Wuxin couldn't help but brag a few words: "In the future, she will enter the military academy - her uncle is the chief and has already paved the way for her."

Xiao Ding Mao looked up and down Wuxin: "Her uncle is so powerful, why didn't he promote you by the way?"

Wuxin was stopped by him. Holding the big owl for a while, he replied in a low voice, "Because I don't want to."

The little Dingmao was wearing a military uniform, which was wide and extremely ill-fitting, reminding Wuxin of Su Tao again. Su Tao doesn't have to wear these rags in the future. She is only seventeen years old, and her beautiful days are still to come. She finally didn't delay her good years too much.

Little Ding Mao asked again: "Are you rich? Treat me to dinner if you have money."

Wuxin took a deep breath and replied, "Okay, I invite you!"

Little Ding Mao immediately clenched his fists and stretched his neck when he heard this, and roared like an explosion: "Gu Ji!"

There was an answer in the distance, Gu Ji crossed the sea of ​​people with a big net bag, and quickly squeezed in front of the little Dingmao. Wuxin and Ding Mao turned to look at him together, and saw that his big net pocket was full of rolls of toilet paper.

Inadvertently, Xiao Dingmao was also stunned: "Why are you buying so much toilet paper?"

Gu Ji was panting and sweating profusely: "It's for you on the road. Don't you think the newspaper is too hard?"

Little Ding Mao raised her hand to rest on her forehead: "Oh my god..."

Then he raised his head and glared at Gu Ji: "I can't use so much along the way!"

Gu Ji was at a loss and hugged the big net pocket, but it was very reasonable: "Take it slowly, the quality of this toilet paper is good, soft and strong."

Little Dingmao couldn't talk with him anymore, so he turned to Wuxin with a smile: "Let's go, let's go to the restaurant. I haven't seen the old man someday, I really want to chat with you."

The voice fell, and he took the lead in opening the way. Wuxin and Gu Ji followed closely, one holding an owl, the other holding toilet paper, and followed the little Ding cat like black and white.

In a small restaurant, three people sat around a small table with oil-stained twists. Ding Mao took a cigarette, ordered three fried vegetables with heavy oil and meat, and ordered two bottles of beer. He suddenly patted the table at Gu Ji, and he reprimanded with disgust: "Put down your toilet paper!"

Gu Ji was startled, and immediately bent down to put the net pocket; the little Dingmao made a noise, and consciously let the big owl squat on his thigh. The big owl slept with hazy eyes and a pointed beak hooked on the table, also ignorant.

Little Ding Mao is not interested in wild things, he took a deep breath with his cigarette between his fingers, he said softly to Wuxin: "I really want to leave this time. We have been preparing for this for more than half a year."

Wu Xin also lowered her voice to the lowest level: "Are you still going to the south?"

Little Ding Mao nodded his head: "One has a chance in the south, and the other is that I haven't been there. Even if my career fails after I go, it's good to open my eyes. Now the good times have passed, and our gang makes people feel good. The stupid × of the gunman is useless, and there is no other future except going to the mountains and going to the countryside to sell coolies."

Wuxin thought about it for a while, and then asked: "Hukou or something... you don't want it anymore?"

Little Ding Mao sneered: "What's the use of me wanting it? For that little bit of food every month? It's boring!" Then he looked at Wuxin's dress: "How about you? Where are you going?"

Inadvertently touched the big owl's head: "Me? I'm looking for a place to live."

Little Dingmao's warm suggestion: "You go to the northwest, the northwest is big and easy to eat."

Wuxin shook his head: "No need. It's the same when I drill into the deep mountains and old forests."

The little Ding cat thought for a while, and finally agreed: "Yes, you and we are not the same breed. Your life is better."

The cooking was out of the pot, Gu Ji got up and walked to the small window leading to the kitchen, brought the three cooking dishes to the table in turn, and opened the beer bottle cap with his teeth. Xiao Dingmao picked up a bottle, raised his head and snorted, and finally raised his hand to wipe his mouth, then lowered his head and burped. He let out another long sigh of relief, and he was taken aback for a while, then suddenly sneered.

"You really won't come with me?" he asked Wuxin.

Eating the fried meat absentmindedly, just shaking his head.

Little Dingmao asked again: "Can I add another dish?"

Wuxin nodded - although the little Ding cat is not lovable, but after all, it is a living person. He didn't know how long he would be alone after today. If you add a dish, just add another dish, anyway, it will be useless for him to ask for money in the future.

Little Dingmao and Gu Ji are like big eaters. They are chomping on their heads. They want to eat a day's amount in one meal. Finally, they asked for a few mixed noodles and steamed buns, and rubbed the oily soup on the plate. clean. Wuxin silently watched them eat and drink, and the Wenxian movies were shown scene by scene in his mind.

At noon, Ding Mao and Gu Ji walked away with their luggage and toilet paper. They want to catch the train going south and go out on a new path in life. Wuxin watched their backs disappear into the wicket, and suddenly felt that both of them were romantics. For an illusory goal, they walked away with great interest.

Sitting in the waiting room for half an afternoon, he thought nothing of it. When he was about to enter the station, he was stopped by the ticket inspector: "Hey? Why did you get on the bus and bring an eagle? Is this an eagle or an eagle?"

A well-informed conductor on the opposite side: "It's a night owl."

Wu Xin held the big owl and didn't let go: "Look, they also brought live chickens and ducks! They are all birds, why can't I bring them?"

The ticket inspector raised his eyebrows impatiently: "Who knows if this thing of yours will hurt people? You should deal with it quickly, anyway, you can't take it on the bus!"

Inadvertently, I was pushed aside by the ticket inspector. He turned away with shy eyebrows, and a moment later he came back with a lazy little boy sitting in his arms. The little boy shrank into a small ball, and at first glance, he wanted to be free of tickets. No one stopped him this time, and he hurriedly squeezed onto the train. After finding a seat and sitting down, the old lady on the opposite side smiled and said, "Ho! This young man is too similar!"

The little boy put his arms around Wuxin's neck and slept soundly, without shoes on his feet, with his toes curled up on Wuxin's legs. Wuxin smiled at the old lady, speechless.

Wuxin got off the train and switched to a car, and took another carriage ride. Finally, with two feet over the mountains, he went home.

Through a forest that covers the sky and the sun, he goes higher and higher. The big owl that had recovered to its original shape hovered and fluttered among the treetops, and suddenly had a cold war. He felt like he had entered a different world. Looking at the surrounding environment, it was still an ordinary mountain forest, but as a hundred-year-old fairy, he smelled a strong cold and evil qi. I never thought that there is such a place in the world, it is simply a paradise for ghosts and spirits.

Inadvertently, I continued to walk for a whole day. At last he stopped on a slope, and he bent over to move a large stone covered with moss. The owl heard a shrill sound, and it was the inadvertent opening of a small iron door embedded in the ground. The small iron door has been rusted beyond appearance, but it is still strong. The iron door opened, revealing a small dark hole. Wuxin threw the large and small packages on the body to the ground, and then got into the hole with his head down.

The bunker is still the same, with darkness everywhere, and the Japanese characters painted in paint on the walls are still clear. Wuxin sat up against the wall, hands on his knees. He raised his head and closed his eyes. He opened his mouth and asked, "Bai Liuli, we walked outside for two years. Did you have a good time in the past two years?"

Bai Liuli also sat down in front of him. The shadow was so clear that it almost looked like a real person: "I was happy at first, happy in the middle, and unhappy at the end."

Wuxin was silent for a long time, and finally replied: "I'm not happy either."