Chapter 54 Chapter Ninety-Six

Autumn rain swayed and flicked dim lights on Wangfujing Street at night, with few vehicles and even fewer pedestrians. No matter how noisy a big dye vat was, it was empty in the dead of night in the heavy rain.Lu Xiaolong was wearing a raincoat and riding a bicycle, gliding across the street like a ghost.A trolleybus passed by, and there were two or three people sitting in the empty compartment, disappearing far away in the dark night rain with the lonely light of a whole car.Lu Xiaolong felt the insidiousness of his nocturnal walking, like inserting a sharp knife into butter, lubricating left and right and walking with it.Looking back and forth, there was no pedestrian, no bicycle, and no car. He stopped the car and came to a rain shelter on the side of the road.

He took out a bottle of glue from his well-covered military raincoat, took out another leaflet, wiped it, and pasted it on the wall. He looked at the title on the leaflet neatly imitating Song Dynasty characters: "Beware of Jiang Qing and Zhang Chunqiao's usurpation of the party and power", then looked at the quiet streets around him, smiled complacently, and then quickly rode on the car, under the cover of Ye Yu Ride forward.Another jeep was coming towards him, and he rode forward with his head down in a somewhat frightened way, worried that the visitor was not good; when he turned his head and saw that the jeep had no intention of patrolling, and was speeding all the way to the distance with splashing water waves, he was relieved .I found another eaves of a shop that couldn't be drenched by rain, looked around, saw the ghostly darkness and silence, and pasted another same leaflet on Wangfujing Street, and then rode away from the dangerous area at high speed.He rode west along Chang'an Avenue, touched his bosom, there were a few of the same leaflets, looked at the empty streets, and was ready to throw the leaflets in the rain pouring in case of any situation. on the road.Chang'an Avenue is also sparsely trafficked, and occasionally a few people like him riding in raincoats also flee in a hurry.He felt a kind of pleasure of "taking risks".

He appeared in Beijing immediately after Mao Zedong's death on September 9. With his sensitive political sense, he knew that China's political situation had reached the most dangerous moment, and he was determined to make the last astonishing move since the Cultural Revolution. On the Ching Ming Festival on April 4th, he was in Xuzhou and listened to people who had returned from Beijing tell about the situation of millions of people sending wreaths in front of Tiananmen Square. The next day, when he came to Beijing in the name of a business trip, it was already past ten o’clock in the evening. , After arriving at Tiananmen Square, I saw tens of thousands of workers' militiamen, police, and soldiers surrounding the monument.He stood on Chang'an Avenue and looked at this scene from a distance, without moving his face, when he met people fleeing in twos and threes, he knew very well when he saw their bloody faces.A few days later, he met Song Fa in Beijing and knew that Huang Hai, Tian Xiaoli, and Mina had all died under sticks. He quietly left Beijing and returned to Xuzhou amidst the terror of investigating the "Tiananmen counter-revolutionary incident".When Mao Zedong passed away this time, he knew that China's political situation was bound to undergo major turmoil. After hiding his head and guarding his tail for several years, he poked his head out of the cave like a vigilant beast.For the convenience of activities, he tried every means to get to the Beijing Office of the Xuzhou Railway Bureau and began to be "the largest counter-revolutionary in the country."

A few days ago, he posted a few leaflets in Wangfujing, causing people to lose their heads, and almost put Wangfujing Street under martial law. Within a day or two, he posted the same leaflets in Xidan again, and it was said that Jiang Qing and Wang Hongwen were furious. , Strictly ordered to solve the case within a time limit, when large-scale investigations were concentrated in Wangfujing and Xidan, he posted the same leaflets on Qianmen Street.Now, the news of this "extraordinary counter-revolutionary case" has spread throughout Beijing. Even in the Beijing office of the Xuzhou Railway Bureau, he can hear people around him vividly talking about this extraordinarily important news in Beijing.In order to cover himself, he resumed his old handwriting in his daily life, and the imitation Song font became his exclusive use for concocting "counter-revolutionary leaflets".Because of the large-scale official tracing activities, the "counter-revolutionary leaflets" he posted had an influence in Beijing throughout urban and rural areas. He felt proud of messing up Beijing by himself.After disappearing for a few days, I took advantage of the heavy rain to dispatch again tonight.Leaflets are afraid of the rain. However, no one would have thought that there are many places on every street that cannot be exposed to rain. When it rains, people come out to post leaflets by surprise.He shot himself to change places, from Wangfujing to Xidan, to Qianmen, the police department would never have expected that he would reappear in Wangfujing again, which was another surprise.

He smiled coldly when he thought of the people surrounded by leaflets on Wangfujing Street tomorrow after the rain.Then, after hearing the news, a large number of public security personnel would come and surround the scene. He sneered again. He was about to ride through Tiananmen Square. As a precaution, he wrapped the leaflets in his arms around the glue bottle and rolled them up. If someone stopped him in front, he would slip the leaflets and glue bottle behind the bicycle under the cover of a raincoat. To the rainy street. However, the Tiananmen Square shrouded in heavy rain was still so deserted, and although there were lights, it still looked dark.Mao Zedong's memorial meeting was held in Tiananmen Square just now, and the huge portrait of Mao Zedong hanging on Tiananmen Square was still trimmed with black silk. Lu Xiaolong turned his head to look at the portrait of Mao Zedong through the light and heavy rain, and rode straight across Tiananmen Square.The streets here are darker, so he speeded up to Xidan and turned into Xidan Street.When there was no one in the front or back without a car, he quickly stopped the car and pasted the flyers under the eaves or door eaves that could not be drenched by rain.One leaflet was pasted directly on the glass window of the store. Thinking that the store would be interrogated by the police for a long time tomorrow, he smiled helplessly. Anyway, they can clean themselves up, and no one would post counter-revolutionary leaflets at their door.

The leaflets were stuck on the bare glass very tightly, reminding him of the comfortable feeling of posting big-character posters during the Cultural Revolution. Suddenly, he heard movement in the store, and then, a fluorescent lamp flickered and turned on in the window, and he was illuminated in the light.Through the glass, I saw a short, fat boy standing inside. His head was square and big, like a big-headed doll wearing a mask, with a red face and a pair of surprisingly big eyes staring at him. Stare at each other.The young man put his face close, as if he wanted to see Lu Xiaolong clearly, Lu Xiaolong pulled off his rain hat.The young man pointed at the leaflet posted by Lu Xiaolong again, and opened his mouth to ask something.Lu Xiaolong glanced at him, turned and fled, stepped on the bike and rode forward, and when he got out of the way, he turned his head and saw the big-headed doll standing outside the window, reading the words on the flyer, the light on that side in the dark Very prominent in the night rain.

Lu Xiaolong thought about whether his appearance had left any dangerous marks just now, and this raincoat could no longer be used in the future anyway.He rode to Xinjiekou in one breath, turned around and rode to Xizhimen, which is not far from the office, and he can withdraw his troops and return to the camp. Post it, there is a sensitive center, and the leaflets appear there, which is even more explosive. He bent down and braved the wind and rain and rode to Beiqing University in one breath. He looked at his watch, and it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.Beiqing University was quietly sitting in the dark autumn rain, and the lights at the south gate were dim. Lu Xiaolong began to hesitate. This was undoubtedly a dangerous move.It's too late today, and it's a bit conspicuous to enter the school gate now.He rode slowly, hesitating in the rain.The two big round lamps on the gate post are like two hazy moons shining halos. The two iron gates have been closed, and a narrow small door is open next to it. Next to the small door is the reception room with small lights on.After hesitating, he passed the South School Gate.This section of the street lacks street lights and looks dark. The granite wall surrounds Beiqing University, crouching there like a silent python, turning the corner and riding north. The granite wall is still the same. This section of the road is even more Darker, smudged like thick ink poured into water, he moves through the darkness like a cuttlefish.The autumn rain falls on the small trees on both sides and rattles, and when it falls on the road full of rain, you can see a river in the dark, and the wheels of the bicycle make a sound of rattling in the water.He felt he was advancing "on a desperate basis."

The west gate of Beiqing University appeared in front of it. It was a large red-lacquered wooden door like a palace gate. The huge door nails shone golden under the light. There was a small wooden door on the big wooden door. Close tightly, rattling in the wind and rain.Lu Xiaolong knew that he could also go in here, but he was a little hesitant. Beiqing University was like a beast with its mouth open in the dark, and it might be difficult to get out after getting in.Just like that, the bright red door illuminated by lights fell behind again.On the front is a place he is very familiar with. On the left is the gate of Xiyuan, and after turning in, you can reach Shen Li's house; on the right is the gate of Sun Moon Temple Park, which is open day and night all year round.Green pines and verdant cypresses shrouded Xiyuan like dark clouds. He looked at the small building of Shen Li's house through the fence, then turned right and entered the Sun Moon Temple Park.The rain was pouring down in the middle of the night, and he rode left and right, and came to the fountain again.I looked at the lotus flower with its mouth open like a big trumpet in the fountain. The fountain was full of water, and the rain fell on it to form a special echo.He pushed the car around the fountain and came out from the south gate of Sun Moon Temple Park.

Facing it is the north gate of Beiqing University, which is also a pair of gates with iron bars, and two big yellow lights as round as the moon are shining on the concrete gateposts.He felt that he had no room to back down, so he pushed the cart and opened the small door and walked in.The reception room next to it was very dimly lit, and a small window was opened with one hand, revealing a thin and wrinkled face with a pointed chin, a pair of mouse-like eyes blinking sleepily, and asked: "Who are you?" Where is it?" Lu Xiaolong said casually, "It's on the 26th floor of the North Garden." He was very familiar with Beiqing University, and he spoke in a calm and casual voice, the small glass window was closed, and the mouse was out of sight.He calmly closed the small iron gate behind him again, pushed on the bike and walked a few steps before riding.This area is the faculty and staff dormitory, which looks dark and quiet. The blue-gray brick walls pass by the roadside intermittently, and only a few light windows are lit in the small blue-gray buildings.He was thinking while riding, where is he going?

Soon, the faculty and staff dormitory area passed by, passed a lake, passed a small forest, passed several buildings, and then the teaching area and student dormitory area began.After thinking for a while, he pushed the bicycle into the thick shade of a tree and leaned against it, wrapped his raincoat tightly and walked forward.Dim street lamps delineate the roads, and buildings stand indistinctly around. During the Cultural Revolution, this place used to be a sea of ​​big-character posters, but now it is much quieter. He seems to be walking in a dream, and he has more or less forgotten himself. dangerous mission.There are also some big-character posters on both sides of the road, more or less decayed big-character posters are posted.

A brighter light appeared in a wider area, and his heart throbbed. This was the central area of ​​the Cultural Revolution poster of Beiqing University.He stopped under a propaganda column, which was the place where he had posted the big-character poster against the working group ten years ago.This area is too bright, and he may encounter a patrol team at any time, but the excitement of "taking risks" tempted him to take risks here.The first time he hurried past, because he felt that there seemed to be someone else's footsteps in the dark night. After he stopped in the shadow of a building, he saw that there was no one on the road illuminated by street lights.With such a heavy rain, probably the patrolling people would be huddled in their dens and unable to come out.He wrapped his coat tightly, and walked alone in the dangerous light like a wolf in the night.Under that eye-catching publicity column, he stopped.The bulletin board has a good canopy, so it can't get out of the rain. He quickly looked around, and immediately took out a leaflet. The leaflet was already crumpled. Taking a quick look, he turned and left.He knew that although the leaflets were small, they would cause an explosive reaction tomorrow. The appearance of counter-revolutionary leaflets that had been rampant in Beijing for several days in the center of the Cultural Revolution would definitely make everyone fly into a rage. Just on the campus of Beiqing University, it will definitely turn Beiqing University upside down.Thinking of this, he felt a kind of pleasure. The wind was blowing head on, and the military raincoat was blown away like trumpet flowers. Suddenly, a hand caught him from behind.He carefully took off the raincoat from the tree branch, wrapped it tightly, and hurried forward.He came to the shade of the tree where the car was hidden just now and pushed the car out. This time he didn't dare to delay any longer. If the flyer was found, it would be too late to get out.Fortunately, it was still raining non-stop, so he got on his bike and left. He came in through the north school gate just now, but this time he changed to a different school gate and planned to go out through the west school gate.Just after turning around a building, I bumped into a few patrolling men in raincoats, and a few flashlights shone on him dangling, telling him to stop.He got out of the car, looked at him with dark faces shrunk in the rain hat and asked, "Where are you from? What do you do?" He replied casually, "I'm from the fifth floor of Beiyuan. My mother has a stomachache in the middle of the night, so I'll go buy some medicine for her." The other party asked viciously, "The school hospital is over there, why are you going this way?" He calmly replied: "I went to the school hospital. The people in the pharmacy didn't come on duty at all today. I knocked on the window for a long time and couldn't open it. I'll go to Huangcun Hospital to buy some medicine." Gone like a moving corpse.Lu Xiaolong felt that he was sweating, so he turned back into the car, accelerated the speed after a few hard pedals, the rain whipped on his face, turned a few turns, and was about to leave the west school gate, when he suddenly saw A row of blue-gray one-story houses on the side of the road had a large wooden sign with black letters on a white background "Security Department of Beiqing University" next to the gate, and another sign read "Beijing Workers' Militia Beiqing University Branch".An evil thought suddenly came to his mind, knowing that the same Ma Shengli was hiding behind the two signs, and the deaths of Huang Hai, Tian Xiaoli and Mina had a lot to do with Ma Shengli.When he thought of Ma Shengli's big ugly face, he wanted to tear it apart.Now, every window in this row of bungalows is dark, only a light under the eaves of the gate illuminates the land in front of the gate.He looked back and forth to see if there was no one, and looked forward. The red gate of the west school gate was not far away. For a moment, he felt the conflict in his heart. grabbed him tightly. He looked around again, saw the sparse street lights illuminating this section of the road, the trees on the side of the road were shrouded in shadow, and the rain fell evenly, showering every tree.A few buildings in the distance are like uninhabited cliffs, and the red gate of the West School Gate is like a story in the rain.Turning to look at the row of bungalows again, every window is black.He stopped the car and hurried to the door.These are two double wooden doors, painted with lead gray paint. He quickly took out a flyer, took out glue and pasted it on the door. Thinking of the dramatic effect of the flyer here tomorrow, his hands trembled with excitement .The door moved a little, and when he stuck the leaflets on it, it made a slight noise. However, his movements were very gentle, and it would not be different from the sound of the wind blowing.The leaflets were pasted at the same level as people's line of sight, and people would be able to see them as soon as they came tomorrow. This would definitely make Ma Shengli and the entire Beiqing University brains go into a rage.He smiled smugly.Seeing that the corner of the leaflet had not been pasted tightly, he stretched out his hand and applied light pressure to stick it well.At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed in under the pressure of his hand, and he was startled as if he had slipped and fallen into an abyss.What surprised him then was that the door was pulled open from the inside, and the other party obviously didn't expect that there was a person standing at the door, and his eyes widened like exclamation marks.The light on the eaves illuminated the other party, and he was surprised to find that the other party was Li Daiyu.Li Daiyu also recognized Lu Xiaolong in extreme shock, and the two stared at each other, both suspecting that they had fallen into a dream. In a blink of an eye, Li Daiyu saw the flyer just pasted on the door, she looked at Lu Xiaolong, then at the flyer, her voice distorted deformedly: "Is it you?" Lu Xiaolong stared at the other party calmly and replied: "It's me." Li Daiyu turned her head to look at the leaflet on the door again, turned her head to look at Lu Xiaolong, and asked: "You did this?" Lu Xiaolong looked at the other party calmly and said, "I did it." Li Daiyu's face She was struggling to change, she looked much older than before, with haggard wrinkles all over her cheeks. Lu Xiaolong said, "Let's see what to do." Li Daiyu's jaw began to twitch strangely, as if something was stuck in her throat, trying to spit it out.Lu Xiaolong looked at Li Daiyu again, and said, "Then I'm leaving." Li Daiyu lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Wait a minute." Lu Xiaolong stopped, and Li Daiyu turned her head to look at the dark corridor inside, and then He turned his head and looked up and down at Lu Xiaolong, his face was changing with difficulty, like the dark clouds rolling in the sky were wriggling and changing their shapes.Suddenly, she turned her head and shouted into the dark corridor, "Ma Shengli, come out quickly, someone is posting counter-revolutionary leaflets here." Lu Xiaolong turned around and left, Li Daiyu rushed over and grabbed his raincoat.Lu Xiaolong turned around, kicked Li Daiyu to the ground, turned and ran.Ma Shengli rushed out from the darkness, glanced at Li Daiyu who was lying on the ground, and then at the flyer pasted on the door, and saw that Lu Xiaolong had pushed his bicycle from the opposite side of the road, he immediately blew his whistle, and Lu Xiaolong Riding like crazy towards the red gate. Ma Shengli turned back to the door and rang the defense alarm.As soon as Lu Xiaolong arrived at the west gate, the alarm bells at the gate had already rang, and several people came out of the reception room ignorantly, blocking the small half-open door on the gate.Lu Xiaolong turned around and saw Ma Shengli rushing out from the security department, so he turned around and rode his bicycle to the campus.When he rode like crazy to the north school gate that he came in just now, the bell of the guard at the north school gate was ringing again and again, and there were a few people rubbing their eyes at the door in ignorance. Look around.Lu Xiaolong bravely rode over, but the other party stopped him and said, "Where are you going?" Lu Xiaolong got out of the car and said, "My mother has appendicitis, I will call the doctor." The other party said, "Call the doctor, how did you get here? "He said: "There is no one in the school hospital, I'll go to Huangcun Hospital." The other party said: "Huangcun Hospital, you should go through the south gate, how can you go through the north gate?" Hit him, the other party squatted down clutching his crotch, several other people rushed up, he left the car, turned around and ran away.When he ran wildly in the rain, groups of people surrounded the campus with flashlights on.The rain was getting heavier, and the shaking flashlights reminded people of swarms of fireflies in summer. Finally, the fireflies gathered around a center, and he had nowhere to escape. Dozens of flashlights pointed at him, placing him in a bright Center point.He couldn't open his eyes under the dazzling light, so he lowered his eyes and stood there quietly.I heard Ma Shengli say coldly: "So it's you, Lu Xiaolong!" A few days later, the trial of Lu Xiaolong's counter-revolutionary crime was completed as quickly as possible, and it was reported to the central government as a nationally serious counter-revolutionary case. Consolidation of the dictatorship of the proletariat".The order to execute Lu Xiaolong was officially issued on October 5, 1976.On the same day, Lu Xiaolong was transferred from the ordinary cell to the death row, where he was handcuffed and fettered, and two criminals were locked up with him. Knowing that the time for his death has come, Lu Xiaolong sat haggardly on the concrete floor of the death row.This is a concrete prison cell with no kang, bed, or anything. There is only a wooden urine bucket in the corner. The door is closed. There is a hole the size of a fist in the door. Gai watched inside, and there was a tall iron window next to the door, which let in a straight light, and the cold and empty death row cell was clearly illuminated by this beam of light.The lunch was delivered, and it turned out to be stewed potatoes with oily lard dregs. Lu Xiaolong sat there in shackles and handcuffs, expressionless and motionless. He knew that this was special care for the executed prisoners.The two criminals who accompanied him on the left and the right smiled and said to him, "Eat." Lu Xiaolong lowered his eyes and said: "Call the guard for me." The two looked at each other, one stood up, walked over and slammed on the cell door, and shouted.After a while, the hole on the cell door was opened, and I saw a big carrot-like nose, and asked, "What are you doing?" Lu Xiaolong sat on the ground, lowered his eyes and said motionlessly, "I want to see the director." The big nose After blinking for a while, he covered the monitoring hole and left. After a while, the cell door opened, and with the light streaming in, the fat head of the detention center walked in, followed by two or three guards waiting for Big Nose.The director stood in front of Lu Xiaolong with his hands behind his back, glanced at the food in front of Lu Xiaolong, and asked, "What do you want?" Lu Xiaolong looked down at the director's legs in blue trousers, and asked, "Is that right Will you send me to the execution ground tomorrow?" The director moved a little and said, "I don't know about this, you can just wait and deal with it in peace of mind." Lu Xiaolong sneered and said, "I ask for my Take off the handcuffs and shackles." With his hands behind his back and his stomach shy, the director seemed to move his steps in some embarrassment and said, "This is difficult to do. If you have any other requirements, you can tell me." Lu Xiaolong raised his eyes a little, looked straight at In front of his eyes, he said: "Are you afraid that I will run away?" The director said: "That's not true, you can't run away either." Lu Xiaolong said: "That's because you are afraid of my death, right?" explain what.Lu Xiaolong said: "Put handcuffs and shackles on me, and send two people to watch me, just because they are afraid that I will commit suicide. I really want to commit suicide, and you can't stand it." As he spoke, he suddenly raised the handle that locked his wrists. The handcuffs were knocked on the forehead, and a loud sound was heard, and blood dripped from the forehead immediately.The director and guards were all stunned there.Lu Xiaolong said: "You want to hand me over to the firing squad alive, and I also want to be shot to death on the execution ground. If you want me to live to the execution ground, take off the handcuffs and shackles for me." Long asked: "What else do you want?" Lu Xiaolong said: "I want some water to wash and change clothes." The director nodded and said: "What else do you want?" Lu Xiaolong said: "I want a pen and a few pieces of stationery to write letters to my family. "The director asked: "Who else is there in your family?" Get off, get him some water, a pen, some more letter paper, and try to satisfy him with any requests." The handcuffs and shackles fell off, Lu Xiaolong washed his face, wiped his body, put on clean underwear, put on his coat, and sat cross-legged on the ground.He didn't want to eat the rice, so he said: "You guys eat." The two accompanying prisoners ate it all.He didn't want to eat dinner again, so the two accompanying prisoners helped him clean up again.As a major counter-revolutionary prisoner, Lu Xiaolong was well known in the entire detention center, which also earned him prestige in the hearts of the two accompanying prisoners.Whoever has committed the greatest crime will have the greatest share. Thinking of earning a prominent position in the detention center before his death, a self-deprecating smile flashed across Lu Xiaolong's heart.In the past few days since he was arrested, every time he was taken out of the cell for interrogation and walked through the yard, the bars on both sides of the cell were covered with faces watching him. It was already midnight, and the eternal lights were on in the death row, and the two accompanying prisoners on the left and right were yawning sleepily.He sat cross-legged on the ground quietly and wrote letters, as if he had a lot to write, but he didn't have much to say.I just wrote "Xiaogang, Xiaohui: How are you", and I thought that if I wrote letters to my younger brothers and sisters like this, would I hurt them?Originally, people in the unit didn't necessarily know that their brother was a counter-revolutionary, but they knew it as soon as they wrote a letter.Then he thought, as a major counter-revolutionary criminal in the country, he would definitely announce it to the whole country, so that everyone would know about it, so he picked up the pen and continued to write.After writing a few lines, he couldn't continue writing. He found that he had nothing to entrust to his younger siblings, nor any wealth to leave to his younger siblings, nor anything to help his younger siblings.Especially since this letter has to go through the scrutiny before it can be delivered to the younger siblings, there is nothing to write about.He also tried to write a few lines with meaning, but soon felt that it was redundant.There are a few sentences written like this: "Notify my classmates and friends of my verdict, and tell them that I miss the friendship I had with them. I didn't leave any memorable impression on them, just Let them forget as soon as possible, and hope that the memory of the past will not bring any shadow to their future life, forgetting is necessary." He stopped when he wrote here. He just hoped that his sister would tell Shen Li something, but this was obviously pretentious and self-indulgent.I tore it up and rewrote it, but it still didn’t look good, and the torn pieces of paper were thrown into the piss bucket. The walls of the death row were empty, and the surveillance hole on the door was opened several times, exposing surveillance eyes. He wrote for a long time, and finally wrote a page: "Xiaogang, Xiaohui: Hello! I'm leaving, no What can I say to you. I believe that you can understand my crimes clearly, and I also believe that you will make a deep criticism of me. My today is the inevitable result of my past, and I deserve it. There is no need to explain. I am sorry Dad, you should be A good child of Mom and Dad. When you need to commemorate Dad, you should commemorate it. I didn’t leave anything useful, only some books. If you can find it and find it useful, you can keep it. I don’t know who among my past acquaintances have it There is also my book, if you are interested, just ask, if you are not interested, forget it. It is late at night on October 5, 1976, it should be said that it is the early morning of October 6, 1976.” After writing here, he stopped Well, there is another layer of hidden meaning in the words just now, let my sister go to visit Shen Li.Shen Li still has a lot of letters that she wrote to her. If Shen Li is willing to keep them, let her keep them. If she doesn't want to keep them, maybe she will give them to her sister. I don't know if Xiaohui can understand this meaning ?He put down the letter paper and pen, squinted his eyes and thought about it, and felt that these words didn't make much sense.What are the letters he wrote to Shen Li in the past?In fact, I can't leave anything in this world, only a story that is not a story.He slowly tore the last page of the letter into powder and threw it into the urine bucket in the corner. When the livid dawn appeared outside the window, there was a sound from the gate of the detention center in the distance, the sound of cars, the sound of iron door bolts being pulled, and the sound of a group of people moving. The air immediately became tense, and two sleepy-eyed companions The prisoners all became excited, their eyes widened, and their ears were pricked up to listen.After a while, there were ferocious footsteps coming to the door of the death row, the big iron lock was opened, the iron bolt was pulled out, the cell door was pushed open with a bang, and someone shouted: "Lu Xiaolong, come out! " Lu Xiaolong stood up, and the two accompanying prisoners also stood up, one on the left and one on the right, holding him to the door of the cell.Someone put handcuffs on Lu Xiaolong, and carried him through the dark courtyard of the detention center. After turning several times, he came to an open space inside the gate of the detention center.The director waved his hand, and someone took off his handcuffs, and then a few soldiers came up, shook off a hemp rope, cut Lu Xiaolong's arms behind his back, and tied them up in five knots, strangling hard while tying them.Lu Xiaolong grinned from being strangled.I heard the director say softly: "It's enough to tie it seventy percent tight." Finally, Lu Xiaolong was tied up into a ball and stood there curled up.The director reached out and patted his arm lightly, and said, "Go well." He was thrown onto a truck, and then two or three prisoners who were bundled into a ball were thrown up, and then dozens of prisoners came up. A heavily armed soldier escorted them.The truck passed by the villages, woods and fields on the outskirts of Beijing in the darkness before dawn. The ghostly trees on both sides of the road passed by, and the wind was cold and firm. Lu Xiaolong felt that the world in the darkness was very refreshing.He thought of a dark dawn like this ten years ago. He had a meeting with six or seven people on the ruins of the Old Summer Palace. That day, they saw a pair of little squirrels running up and down. At dawn, they were pulled to a desolate river beach, surrounded by a barbed wire loosely.Lu Xiaolong was pushed out of the car, and several other prisoners were also pushed out of the car. He was waiting for the last ceremony, which must have been pushed to a certain place, and then gunshots rang out.However, in the midst of the noise, the procedures were never entered, and the heavily armed personnel were heard talking and yelling, waiting for another car to pull the execution prisoners from another prison to carry out together.In the trivial and vulgar waiting, the sun rose high, and the river beach, which was used as an execution ground, appeared shallow and ordinary without the chilling atmosphere of the execution ground.After staying longer and longer, the execution team became restless and impatient, which further undermined the seriousness of the execution. In the end, they simply pushed Lu Xiaolong and other condemned prisoners into the cart, and then put them in the cart. Stand or sit under the shade of trees on all sides and wait.A long time has passed, and the sun has moved overhead.After a long time, when the entire river beach was a little limp by the autumn sun, another military truck rushed over there dragging billows of dust, and another group of heavily armed personnel pushed down several people. The death row prisoners were bundled together, and at this moment, a murderous look appeared on the sluggish river beach. Lu Xiaolong and six or seven death row prisoners were kneeling and standing in a row. Looking at the dry river beach in front of him and the unseemly mountains in the distance, he knew that there was already a row of soldiers holding their execution rifles in the distance behind him. He quietly waiting.The back of his head seemed to be grabbed by someone's hair, and there was a buzzing numbness, and it seemed that a pile of grass had grown up, causing pain in the back of his neck. He will never know that just today, in Beijing, Jiang Qing, Wang Hongwen, Zhang Chunqiao, Yao Wenyuan and others were arrested. Historically speaking, the "Cultural Revolution" has come to an end. At the last moment of his life, he still wanted to think about something, just like he wanted to take a last look at the test paper every time the bell rang at the end of the exam. With one blow, the eyes were blood red, and then gunshots were heard. His body fluttered slightly, knowing that his life was over.