Chapter 22 November 18

morning Last night, I was in a state of depression; I tossed and turned after going to bed, and couldn't fall asleep.Just after twelve o'clock, it was hazy, and suddenly Qu Ran was startled.There was a painful cry from a distance, piercing and heart-piercing, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. The voice was weak for a while, and then suddenly broke out again, very strange, as if it came from Xiao Zhao's room! "Could something be wrong?"——When I thought this way, a bloody Xiao Zhao stood in front of my eyes.As if being pulled by someone, I turned over and jumped out of bed, only put on a coat, opened the door and went out to have a look, the sky was covered with thick fog and the night was bitingly cold, the mournful cry clearly came from Xiao Zhao's room.My heart was throbbing with pain, and all kinds of smells surged up for a while, but my feet had already moved, until I walked into the outer room and heard Comrade Ma's snoring, then I asked myself in amazement: "What are you doing?"

But this hesitation was like a flash of lightning, and at the same time I had already moved lightly and knocked on Xiao Zhao's door. One hundred and twenty thousand surprises, it was Xiao Zhao himself who asked softly "Who" inside the door! When I entered the door sideways, there was another ear-piercing howl, which was close at hand. "Xiao Zhao, what do you have?" I asked hurriedly, but immediately changed my mind: "What's with that voice? I thought it was you..." I took Xiao Zhao's arm and smiled reassuringly. Noticing that I was shivering from the cold, Xiao Zhao led me to sit on the bed, and covered me with a quilt.

"It's been a long time," he said softly. "It's in the room next door. It's another young man who suffers. . . . Oh, but why do you—come? If..." I unfolded the quilt and asked him to wear it; I hugged him, and my head rested on his chest. The horrific cry gradually weakened, as if the victim had fainted.Both Xiao Zhao and I held our breath, not daring to move.But someone could be heard grinning, yelling, and footsteps... Probably trying to wake up the fainted victim?I felt that my heart and lungs had been frozen into one piece, and I hugged Xiao Zhao even harder.Suddenly there was a hair-on-standing cry, and the victim awoke.A low, intermittent moan followed.

After that came the sound of disorderly footsteps again, and the sound of indistinct voices; then the sound of the door, and silence. "The executioners are gone." Xiao Zhao gritted his teeth and said. However, intermittent slight groans were still faintly audible. "Thank God, it's not you." I let go weakly, leaned my upper body, twisted my waist, and leaned my face on Xiao Zhao's shoulder. "But what kind of person is this? I'm going to go out and have a look. " I said so in my mouth, but my body didn't move; moreover, Xiao Zhao held my hand tightly again. ...I only wear a single shirt, and I feel Xiao Zhao's body temperature coming through the thin layer of cloth, with his unique smell of sweat.I could also hear Bubu's heartbeat, but I couldn't tell whether it was his, mine, or both of us. ... I gently put my arms around his neck and called out in a low voice: "Xiao Zhao, don't you hate me? During the day, I made you angry, but, my Zhao, you understand your sister Ming's temper. She hid there and grieved quietly. She is willing to beat and scold you as much as you like."

I got no answer, but a hot face was nestled against mine, and an arm was wrapped around my waist.My heart beat almost out of breath.He could hear him muttering: "Sister Ming, don't come here like this next time. There is Comrade Ma outside the room!" I didn't answer, but turned my face away, and my lips explored... Hey!I fulfilled a wish.At that time, strangely enough, the face of "Xiao Zhao" who stayed in the XX hospital a year ago suddenly passed faintly on my brain. "Hey, Xiao Zhao—" I called out in a low voice, my voice trembling; I didn't know what it was like, so I secretly shed two tears.

I gently picked up his hand and put it on my face, I asked him to pinch it lightly, and once again, I smiled. "Ming—what's the matter?" Xiao Zhao stroked my hair, and there was a smile in his voice. "Let's see if I'm dreaming!" I giggled... However, even if it is not a dream, when the serious reality issues come back to us, the happiness of this "not a dream" will finally fade in comparison and become a "dream that is not a dream"... When I was in a daze, I heard Xiao Zhao say: "Ming—I sometimes think this way, as long as I run out of this courtyard, the low wall over there is easy to deal with."

There was no reason not to believe that he was joking, so I just smiled and said nothing. "Ming—I'm thinking about it, but I'm quite sure." Xiao Zhao said softly, but his tone was very solemn. "Didn't you say that Comrade Ma is very interesting? Besides, there seems to be no other surveillance." "No, Xiao Zhao!" I can no longer take him as a joke. "Why would you want to go up here! It won't work. Besides, there are guards and gate posts outside." Xiao Zhao fell silent, and I seemed to see his eyes shining in the darkness.Suddenly, he quickly said in a redoubled enthusiastic tone: "Ming—it depends on human effort, why can't you just make a conclusion! People often escape in concentration camps. Don't they have guards and gate posts?" hugged tightly. "Ming! After thinking about it, I always feel that there are many nights and dreams. If this continues, it will not be the end! Maybe there will be a change tomorrow. Sister Ming, can you be sure that tomorrow will be the same as today? So, take advantage of this opportunity to be self-reliant It's the first thing." "No, Xiao Zhao!" I solemnly discouraged him. "You are completely dreaming. At that time, it would not be possible to draw a tiger, but it would be even worse. You have to listen to me and stop thinking about it quickly. How can this be possible!"

"So, how did people's fantasy become a reality again?" He still insisted. I smiled and didn't answer, just pressed my face against his and shook my head. After a while, I heard Xiao Zhao let out a deep sigh, and at the same time, the hand holding me relaxed. As if there was some force urging me, I quickly held his face and said in a low voice: "Okay, okay, my Zhao, don't be so sad, I'll do what you want - let's try. But, you You have to promise me one thing—” "What's the matter?" He laughed again. "You are not allowed to get anxious, and you are not allowed to act recklessly. Leave everything to me. Be good, and listen to me."

"I promise you," his fiery lips moved together, "I listen to you..." All this is like a dream. At this time, the thick fog outside the window is gradually disappearing, but Xiao Zhao's "lovely fantasy" has also disappeared?I understand why he suddenly thinks this way, it's my fault, it's because I spoil him too much! However, all the situations in the middle of the night last night were the most likely breeding ground for such "fantasies". Now he should be "awake" and endure obediently and patiently, right? Same day late at night

Who would have thought that Xiao Zhao would be as "ignorant"? When he saw me today, he brought up that matter.I was really angry and funny; seeing him so "obsessed with obsession", knowing that he could argue with his words, I had no choice but to accept it, and I couldn't bear to spoil his "happiness" too much.Didn't he suddenly look radiant and cute today?It's all because of a "hope".It's good to make him happy for a while.I only tightened my restraint: "Don't mess around, leave everything to me!" However, he still talked with Comrade Ma behind my back...

Let him go for now, and prepare to wake up his dream when he has time. But in the afternoon, R called me for questioning—I was almost at a loss at the time.Could it be that Xiao Zhao's "activity" has gone wrong?But there was no time to ask him what he had said to Comrade Ma.This friend, I hate him to death.Rather like the mother of a naughty child, I— I went to see R with a ghost,—thank God, but fortunately there was no special accident. By observing my words, I knew that someone was sabotaging me behind my back... The scene said that I "had no choice", "only bragging", and "fascinated by feelings", so that three or four days passed, but there was no specific achievement at all. none.At first, I was a little embarrassed, but when R switched to "as long as he can repent and be extra lenient, there will be no problem", I was a little relieved; At least, I haven't been suspected by them yet. I euphemistically said a few words, and then apologized for my "job", and then asked for instructions, whether there is a new policy. R pondered for a moment, then said with a half-smile, "You just need to work harder." Back off, I'll go back quickly.Unexpectedly, in the side room next to the office, I suddenly met G and Fatty Chen, and the nerves in my whole body tensed up: what are they doing here? Fortunately, there are ready-made methods at hand to test these two methods.I "reported" to them what happened to R just now, and asked them to give me "criticism" and "advice". G was silent.Fatty Chen smiled and said: "The director has already given the order, so you should follow it. Your work has improved, but you still think it is too slow." Still can't touch the edge.But I figured that these two must have come to check my "results" secretly, and they must have had a "conversation" with Xiao Zhao. Sure enough, as I expected, when Xiao Zhao saw me, he said that he had a crooked face with triangular eyes, a fat man, and a woman. "What are you talking about, how are you—" I asked hastily. "Don't worry!" Xiao Zhao smiled innocently, "I'm like a sheep, obedient and obedient, trying my best to satisfy them. Ming——I also told them: about the list, just ask you!..." "Ah!" I exclaimed. "What did you say? It's broken! Zhao, what do you mean? What if they ask me for it right away?" But Xiao Zhao replied indifferently: "I can write you one right away." "But is this true, or is it false?" "Maybe there are real people and fake stories, but maybe there are fake people and real stories. Anyway, it's just prevarication." "It's okay to prevaricate for a while, isn't it?" I already understood Xiao Zhao's intention. Xiao Zhao nodded with a smile. "Pfft!" I gave him a hard look, "You're dreaming!" Seeing him staring silently, I sighed, held his hand, and persuaded him softly: "Xiao Zhao, I was just about to tell you that the thing you dreamed is 100% fantasy, die quickly This heart! You must listen to me. I know more about the actual situation than you do!" However, Xiao Zhao was very stubborn, he didn't argue with me, he just urged me to hurry up and arrange it, just like an unreasonable child who entangled his mother, acted like a fool, and insisted on taking down the bright moon in the sky. I saw that I couldn’t persuade him—and I also had to be careful that walls have ears, so it’s inconvenient to argue with him, so I had to vaguely agree to stabilize him first; I tried my best to find some irrelevant words, trying to gradually divert his attention, but he refused. Always urging me: "Ming—I'm afraid we won't have the opportunity to chat in the future, time is precious now!" I had no choice but to leave; once again I solemnly told him: "Don't mess around." What am I going to "arrange"?By the way, I have to make some "arrangements" to get rid of Xiao Zhao's terrible delusions.Why can't he make sense like that?Because he believed it was possible, he saw one or two favorable conditions.The first is to have a me - and to love him. If I suddenly lost it, or at least changed my attitude towards him, then of course he would give up,—but can I do this?No matter how you look at it, it's impossible. Next, he saw a second advantage: no one was spying on me and him.Hmph, really not?I can't draw conclusions yet.Even if not, should I ask for it myself? One last favorable condition: Comrade Ma is a good man.Again this is my own making. I couldn't help but smile wryly by myself.I can't blame Xiao Zhao, I have to blame myself.It seems that I have been preparing for him to go this way a long time ago, and now I am trying my best to oppose him... But, from Comrade Ma, I think of a way to save him.If we try to transfer him away, at least Xiao Zhao can temporarily die of this desire? How to try?What is the reason for requesting that Comrade Ma be transferred? After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to go to Chen Pang and take the camera; if I don't have time today, I will do it tomorrow.