Chapter 44 Chapter 08

Adam went back to school tiredly at night.It was Sunday, and the bedroom was very noisy.He lit a kerosene lamp and sat alone in the room, and the students who came to him on weekdays all went outside the city.He wanted to write a letter, picked up the pen, and inadvertently cast his eyes on the east wall.The dim light cast the dark shadow of his upper body, with a few loose bricks protruding slightly above his head.He put down his pen when he saw the bricks.He looked at the wall silently, as if trying to see through it and see what was behind it. He stood up suddenly, brought the stool to the wall, stood on the stool, and stretched out his hand to move the brick.The brick went away, and a hole appeared. He put his hand in, and took it out again after a while.The hand was still empty, with only a little dust on it.

"I'm going crazy. I know it's empty, but I still want to see it." He thought so, and put the bricks back in place.He got off his stool and paced around the room restlessly. "Why am I so irritable today?" He murmured to himself.He was thinking of some things, but they were all mixed together, and he couldn't separate them.Thoughts seem dull.The word "Min" confuses his mind from time to time.Gradually, under the dim light, another hole appeared on the wall, and there was that thing inside, and Min was reaching for it.But in an instant the illusion disappeared.

"No, no. You can't let him do that. It won't do you any good. You'll just sacrifice yourself." He couldn't help thinking like this, he seemed to see Min's corpse lying in a pool of blood.He stretched out his hand to grab the hair in pain, and whispered to himself: "No. I'll stop him." He thought, Min must be at home at this time, and he should persuade him to take that thing back and hide it in another place.He felt that this was very sure.When he thought of this, his head became hot, and the blood in his body boiled.He continued to pace the room restlessly.

There was no sound in the dormitory, and the students had already fallen asleep.Darkness peeked in through the newly tattered window paper, the kerosene lamps seemed to be fading, and the room was as lonely as a grave.He felt very tired, as if he should go to bed.But his brain was wracked with dull thoughts, and it hurt terribly.He cannot sleep, he cannot do anything.Suddenly, a bugle sounded not far away. "I must stop him before it's too late." The thought shot into his mind like a bolt of lightning.He hastily grabbed the gown on the bed, put it on, blew out the lamp and walked out the door.He buttoned his buttons as he walked.He passed the door of the Academic Affairs Office, and saw a light inside, and Shun Min was writing with his head buried in his head.He strode outside.The sound of his sneakers was never heard by Shunmin either.

He walked very fast on the road.He didn't have a flashlight, and he didn't carry a torch.His eyes were used to seeing things in the dark, and the starlight illuminated his way.No one followed him.But he never paid attention to this matter.There were often dogs barking in his ears, which came from afar, and soon disappeared.He arrives at Min's house. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer.He slammed his fist on the door a few times.There is an answer in it.Then a door opened, revealing the silhouette of a familiar face, without light. "Is Min at home?" he asked quickly.

"Min hasn't come back, and I still think of you as Min," the girl said vaguely. "Okay, you go to bed. I have the key, and I'll wait for him in the room," he said commandingly, and went inside, telling her to close the door. He was familiar with the way in the courtyard, and within a few steps, he groped for the wing where Min lived, unlocked it and entered.He found matches on the table again to light the kerosene lamp. The room was very messy, some old books and newspapers were lying on the bed and the floor, and there was a pile of burnt paper ash in a washbasin in the corner.The rattan box next to the bed was opened, and there were some old clothes piled bloatedly inside.There seemed to be less stuff in the room than usual.

He walked around the room two or three times, moving the books and newspapers on the floor to another corner with his feet.As he pondered, his eyes kept on looking at the kerosene lamp.He suddenly ran to the table and opened several drawers one after another.There was nothing important in the drawer, and he flipped through it a few times, but couldn't get any clues. "Min won't be coming back tonight." The thought stung him, and he almost jumped up.The distress of disappointment overwhelmed him at once.He argued to himself, struggling: "That's impossible. He will definitely come back." He stood in front of the table for a moment, and turned the kerosene lamp to brighter.He continued to pace the room.He kept looking at the wall with searching eyes, as if he suspected that there was something hidden behind it.

He looked at the walls on all sides.Both eyebrows were still furrowed in thought.He suddenly lifted the box beside the bed and put it in the middle of the room.He lifted three mouthfuls one after another.His face unfolded.His eyes glowed at the loose bricks at the foot of the wall.He removed them with skilled hands.Deliberately putting a hand into the hole, he produced a Browning and a small pack of ammunition.He reached in and touched again, but there was nothing inside. This discovery did not make him happy, but gave him a proof.He thought desperately: "I'm late. Everything is arranged." He believed that Min must have gone to do that thing, that thing must have been taken by him.There was little room for doubt about this.

He pinched Browning in his hand and made an aiming gesture towards the wall.But he smiled immediately, and put the pistol and bullets into the pocket of his long jacket. "Maybe he's coming back very late. I can't go. I'm going to wait for him," he thought suddenly.He sat down at the table.He drew back the curtain to look out the window. "This place is so quiet." He pressed his face against the glass and whispered to himself.It was dark outside, and the light in the room shone the window and his head on the stone slabs in the patio. "The night is so soft that no one can think of anything unexpected tomorrow," he said with a low sigh.

Suddenly he heard something.Then someone knocked on the door outside.He said happily, "Min must be back." He stood up and drew the curtains, and went out to open the door. He hadn't reached the door when he heard something was wrong with the knock on the door.Several people were pounding on the door outside, their voices were urgent, and they uttered rough yells.He knew it wasn't Min who knocked on the door.Terrified, he turned and went back into the house, closing the door behind him.He immediately took out the Browning, loaded it, and put it in his pocket.The banging on the door and the shouting became louder.He sat upright in front of the table.

His heart was beating violently, his nerves were tense, and his thoughts were dull again. Then the inner door rang.He heard the girl come out, walking outside with mumbled complaints. He immediately thought: "It's over." He blew out the lamp and sat quietly by himself.The hard Browning weighed heavily on his chest.Outside the girl opened the door, but there was a cry, and then it seemed that many people rushed into the yard together. "Here, here." He heard someone shout in the local dialect as several bolts of lightning struck his window.He quickly stood up and hid beside the bed, while he took out the pistol in his pocket and held it in his hand, ready to put it on the door.At this moment he was almost thoughtless, and he seemed to put everything in the pistol. Footsteps came rushing towards his door.The banging on the door and the calling sounded at the same time, almost deafening his ears. "If you don't fire again, we're going to shoot." A soldier cursed in the local dialect. He didn't answer, but leaned against the wall tightly, wrapped himself in a thin quilt, and stared desperately at the door with both eyes.It wasn't completely dark there, light came in from the crack in the door. There seemed to be many people talking outside.The landlady was also woken up.She spoke in a high-pitched panicked voice.The girl was crying and the soldiers were cursing.He remained silent. No one fired a gun.But the door shook so badly that they were banging on it with something, and the room shook as if there had been an earthquake. "It's over, those bees, those schoolboys, all over forever," the thought flashed through his mind suddenly, and he gave a bleak smile, followed by a painful spasm on his face.He seemed to hear nothing.He saw the door swing down on his head. Then the door made a loud noise and fell down suddenly, and several bolts of lightning flashed into the room.Some people rushed in.He quickly pushed away the thin quilt, jumped up, and pulled the trigger towards those people. He clearly saw the bullet hit a soldier's head.The man uttered a cry and immediately fell down.He frantically squeezed the gun and pointed it at the second person, ready to fire again.But many bullets flew towards him at the same time, and several bolts of lightning all shot towards him.He felt numb for a while and fell down.He knew in his heart: shot. "He's been shot. Down," the men yelled happily, walking slowly with flashlights down the road to catch him. He fell in front of the bed and was shot twice. He pressed his left hand to the ground and held Browning out with his right hand.His consciousness recovered immediately, and he knew very clearly how the conflict just happened.He knew it was over for him now.He saw them come and catch him.Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw a familiar face among the soldiers, this face was accidentally illuminated by the lightning, and there was a triumphant smile on his face. "Wang Neng, that's him." He hissed angrily, and a fire burst from his heart.Immediately, he crazily pushed his left hand on the ground, half of his body, and quickly pulled the trigger with his right hand. He saw the bullet fly into the man's chest.He was going to fire again, but his body fell down. The soldiers immediately ran away in panic.When they saw that there was no movement, they gathered together again and fired many shots one after another at the place where he lay. Adam lay quietly in the darkness, his eyes half-opened.He was covered in blood.But there was a smile on his lips, as if he was still sleeping between his bees and his schoolboys. People carried him out. At this time, Min was at Hui's house, and he had just gone there. "Min, you're still running on the street late at night? You're so careless." Hui said pleasantly when she saw Min. Before Min could speak, Hui continued, "Where did you go today? We couldn't find you anywhere. They said you went to Yun." A smile appeared on Hui's face.She had worried about Min's safety all day, but now she saw him return safely. Min put a bag of things in his hand on the table, pointed to it and said to Hui, "I put this bag with you, okay?" His face was very solemn, and there was no trace of a smile on his face. "Are you still being polite to me?" Hui laughed. "Hui," he suddenly called out kindly, and his face gradually became gentle.He looked at her with nostalgic eyes, as if he didn't know her. "Min." Hui looked at him in surprise, she had never heard him call her like this, nor had he looked at her like this.She said softly, "What is it? Why do you look at me like you don't know me?" She paused and said, "Get ready to go to the country, where they have decided to send you." "Country," he said nonchalantly, as if they had nothing to do with him.Hui waited for him to say the next thing, but he kept his mouth shut for a long time.It was as if some painful thought was wracking his brain. "Hui, let me ask you, do you sometimes think of death? What do you think death looks like?" Min asked suddenly, and he sat down opposite Hui. "Die, I never thought about it carefully. Why did you suddenly mention this matter?" Hui's bright eyes looked at his face exploratoryly, his face was very calm, and she couldn't see what was agitating with his heart. "I think death may not be scary at all. But I don't want to leave this world. When death must come, let it come," Hui said. She was not afraid at all. She wanted to find a dead person in her mind. fixed face, but she couldn't.She only saw some vague and faint shadows. "Sometimes I feel that there is only one step between life and death, and sometimes I feel that that step is difficult to cross," Min said earnestly.His face was serious, and he seemed to see a dark door standing before him.He should step into it, but he has not been able to know what it is like inside, and he still feels pain because of it. "Why do you have such weird thoughts? One should not think of death while alive," Hui Wen reprimanded.Her eyes looked at him lovingly, just like they did some time ago. "The situation in the past few days is easy to make people excited. But Peizhu and Renmin fell in love with each other." She smiled at him, which contained warmth and anxiety at the same time. Min's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "This is a very good thing." He wasn't surprised at all, as if this was what he expected. "Min, you've changed a lot recently, you weren't like this before," Hui said with concern, her eyes still looking at him exploratoryly.She saw him smile silently, and went on, "I don't believe that these blows are going to move you," she wanted to provoke him with. Min still stared at her obsessively, as if she couldn't hear her words.He suddenly stood up and walked to Hui's side, put one hand on her shoulder, and asked pleadingly, "Hui, will you always remember me?" Hui turned to look at him, stretched out a hand, pressed it on his hand, and asked in surprise but moved, "Strange, why do you ask this question?" "Give me an answer. Don't you even give me an answer?" he begged stubbornly. "Min, don't say that, we were in love once." Hui's eyes showed love.She looked at him tenderly and smiled at him. "Then you will always remember me," Min asked enthusiastically. Hui smiled and nodded. Min suddenly reached out to hold Hui's face with both hands, and kissed her passionately and even roughly on the lips.Afterwards, he withdrew his hand and said a short sentence: "I'm leaving." He hurried outside without waiting for Hui to speak again. Hui looked at his back in astonishment, as if she had fallen into a dream.Suddenly she stood up abruptly and chased after him, but he had already opened the door and stepped over the threshold.She rushed to call him. "Min, you can sleep here, Ying won't come back tonight," she said. Standing at the foot of the steps, he looked back at her, said softly, "I'm leaving," and threw himself into the night. Hui stood in front of the door for a moment, then went in and closed the door.Her heart began to ache. She felt she understood now.