Afraid of ghosts everywhere, he was still worried about being dug out.
"How to solve the cost of studying abroad?" Cheng Hanliang asked casually, listening to his back, suddenly realizing that Cheng Hanliang's shoulders were a little tight.
A bunch of excuses popped up in Li Langyu's mind, but they were all dismissed in the end. Cheng Hanliang must know the truth from Principal Wu. He couldn't lie, and the more he concealed it, the more guilty he became.
"At that time, a wealthy businessman sponsored a project for our school. I caught up and went abroad. I went abroad at public expense."
"Shanghai people?"
Li Langyu nodded, he really knew.
The two continued to walk forward, and the rain gradually subsided. "Why did you think of going to Japan?" Cheng Hanliang asked peacefully.
"I want to understand and see what this country that has been against us for many years is like. Knowing yourself and knowing the enemy, you will be in a hundred battles. After I went there, I found that many ideas had been overturned. People are always blinded by self-consciousness, but if you look at it calmly. , the hostile side does have merit in certain things."
Cheng Hanliang said pertinently: "Although Japan is small in size, this country is very ambitious. At first they seemed weak, but in fact they saved up and learned from other countries to realize their inadequacies." He took a few steps forward and suddenly thought of something, "Last time When watching the play, you said something interesting. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get a tiger's son. You say you like it."
Li Langyu blinked his eyelashes and swept away the rain: "It's just what I said casually."
Cheng Hanliang stopped, facing him face to face, with one hand covering his umbrella holding hand, covering it all, as if he was clutching a wet and cold cloth. He smiled and asked, "So have you gone deep into the tiger's den now?"
The cold light in Li Langyu's eyes floated, he fixedly looked at Cheng Hanliang, the shadow shrouded by the black umbrella cast on the two faces: "Life is full of poor mountains and rivers, I have always been in the tiger's den and never left."
The voice fell in the gray cemetery.
Cheng Hanliang was born with a pair of eagle eyes, the center of which is pitch black and slightly brownish-yellow, which makes him especially sharp when looking at people, but now, he casts these eyes on Li Langyu, and after a long time, he said: "I didn't know you were so negative about life. ."
He turned around and was about to leave, but Li Langyu suddenly grabbed his arm: "I also have a question I want to ask you."
Cheng Hanliang waited for him to follow. The rain has picked up again.
"You, have you ever regretted something in your life?"
The wind was blowing loudly, the leaves squeaked out a "rustling" whimper, and the pattering sound hit the top of the umbrella, like a cannonball, with the color of mountains and rivers drifting. Li Langyu clenched his cuffs tightly, his eyes bold and direct. Rain seeps between his fingers, crawling over the flat back of his hand.
Cheng Hanliang raised his head slightly, but his eyes looked down at him even more coldly.
"No."
This was his answer, neat and tidy.
Li Langyu heard the buzzing sound coming from his heart. He exhaled a few breaths, slowly let go of his hand, and lowered it. It was like walking in a dream just now, and this answer woke him up.
Xiaoye drove the car over, 100 meters away from them, he rang the car horn, and shouted, it's raining heavily, we have to go back quickly.
Li Langyu broke free from the hand held by Cheng Hanliang, without turning his head, he ran into the rain alone.
The endless rain curtain is like iron bars in a prison cell.
He stretched out his legs, and when a splash of water was stepped on, the sand and mud flew off, and his trousers were stained. He raised his head and looked at the distant sky, which was covered in gray, and there were still dark clouds behind the dark clouds. A century of wind and rain seemed to be pouring on him alone. He couldn't care about the water stains on his face, his eyes were filled with hot and humid liquid, the soles of his shoes were soaked in a lot of muddy water, and every step he ran seemed to sink into a swamp.
He ran for a long time, 100 meters, obviously a short distance, but it seems to have run for ten years. But still can't escape this rainy prison.
Xiaoye opened the car door early, he rushed in, and sat on the seat, showing a miserable smile for a long time.
He actually had a bit of a fluke hope for that person.
Stupid.
[Volume 3. Hate of dead bones for a hundred years is hard to disappear]
Chapter Seventeen
At the end of the Guangzhou trip, it was just the beginning of winter in Peiping, and the house was full of dejected ashes. The small alleys were as old as a dry well. When the strong wind blew, two kilograms of yellow sand could always be thrown up, and people could eat them like smacking their mouths and chewing tree bark. Grind your teeth so hard.
Li Langyu brought back a piece of ivory carving that is popular in Guangzhou, and gave Cheng Lan a bottle of Shuangmei brand perfume. The third wife specially asked for a three-paotai cigarette. She likes to collect the pictures inside, and the set of "Water Margin" is enough. I received about 80 pieces, and as for the other small snacks, I gave the servants a little bit.
Cheng Lan smelled the perfume and her face was pink. Li Langyu told her that you said you wanted a Duan Inkstone before, but that thing is really hard to carry, and it is fragile on the road. Later, I thought about it, girls always like to dress up, or perfume. better.
The third concubine deliberately demolished the platform. Miss Cheng, don't take him seriously. He must have forgotten to buy this as compensation. If the man's words can be trusted, the sow can climb the tree.
Cheng Lan raised the corner of her mouth, greeted him into the room, took out a scarf, and put it on him. "This is what I knitted when you left. If it's not good, don't dislike it."
"Silly girl, how could I dislike it, it's so pretty."
Cheng Lan's eyes were bright and shy. Li Langyu called her Senior Sister when she was in school, and later called her Lan Lan. Although she called her Lan Lan intimately, she always felt that something was missing. The phrase "silly girl" was much cuter.
Li Langyu didn't notice her thoughts, and listened to her again: "The central bank is recruiting managers recently. You have good grades in arts and sciences and English. If you go to the job, you will be fine, why don't you try it in a few days?"
Li Langyu agreed casually, but seeing Cheng Lan bowed her head and hesitated, she asked what was wrong.
She said half-heartedly, "When you succeed, I'll tell my dad to let you move back and live with him. He will agree when that happens. I probably had scruples because you didn't have a career."
Li Langyu couldn't help but froze after such thoughtful and meticulous remarks.
He had a thrilling time in Guangzhou, thinking about Cheng Hanliang wholeheartedly. If Cheng Lan hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about it.
In any case, he is the son-in-law of the Cheng family, and the husband and wife affair is not easy to hide. Cheng Lan's poor health was an excuse, but over time, she would always gossip.
Still need to think long-term.
Cheng Lan felt a little uneasy when he saw that he didn't speak for a long time. Li Langyu first stabilized her and told her not to worry. Recruiting was not a problem.
After he finished speaking, he also made up his mind.
As soon as Cheng Hanliang came back, he had something to look for. No, he took Butler Zhang out of Peiping again. It is said that the situation in North China was not good.
Li Langyu put the whole thing together and thought about it. According to Cheng Hanyang's son, he will definitely ask someone to investigate the wealthy Shanghai businessman who sponsored him to go abroad. As long as he digs the roots a little, his true identity cannot be concealed.
On the other hand, if Cheng Lan was perfunctory many times, he would be suspicious.
Furthermore, Xu Guiying's son cannot be locked forever, and he will be able to come out soon. When that happens, the best time will be lost.
Three big mountains blocked the back road. He was a sleepy mule, and he would only become fish meat when he was passively waiting for orders. That night he lay in bed, the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and he didn't sleep all night.
At five o'clock in the morning, the morning light was faint, Li Langyu sat up from the bed, he lifted the quilt, and a dozen white lights came from the tree branches outside the window. fall on top. Li Langyu didn't move, leaning on the head of the bed with half his knees, as if he was playing a silent movie, seeing people but not making a sound.
No, can't wait.
Even if it was a risky move, he had to go.
He shook his elbows, got out of bed, went to the desk, found a bag of envelopes and a piece of letter paper, thought for a moment, and then wrote, then took off the wedding ring on his finger, put it in the envelope, and sealed it. Glue. When everyone got up in the morning, he handed the letter to Xiao Ye and told him to wait for Cheng Hanliang to give it to him as soon as he came back.
Then, knock on Cheng Lan's door. The ginkgo trees in Qing'an Garden in Peiping are falling. The ginkgo avenue there is a good sight once a year. Let's go and see it tomorrow? Cheng Lan naturally said yes.
Then, he went out to the Peking University Medical College to find He Huaichuan, asked for a bottle of sleeping pills on the grounds of insomnia, and asked him to help contact the freight bureaus in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Sichuan and Shanghai.
Finally, on the way back, I went to the station to buy a ticket to Lijing.
It took less than five hours to go back and forth. And this is just the result of thinking about it overnight.
Li Langyu went back to the bedroom, picked up some light clothes and put them in his bag, and then took out a medicine bottle from his luggage, which contained cyanide, which he had prepared in advance. The strategy, now like an arrow, has to be issued.
He was holding the bottle of medicine, and the back of his hand was slightly pale, and his heart was beating wildly as if he had foreseen it in advance.
Li Langyu clenched his palm tightly, threw everything into the bag, and zipped up.
The crow standing on the top of the window outside the window let out a piercing croak. Li Langyu was startled, and quickly pulled the curtain to block the dark monitor, then turned his back and leaned against the window, the whole person was like swimming out of a shell Soul, his eyes are empty, he doesn't think about anything, and he seems to think about everything.
He heard the swinging of the pendulum, the hurried footsteps outside the house, the various imaginary sounds, all of which conveyed a common voice, to his—
"The pawns who cross the river are always on the road of no return."
After breakfast the next day, Li Langyu called a car, greeted his servants, and took Cheng Lan out the door. The red sun is shining outside, although it is cold, it makes people feel comfortable.
Cheng Lan asked him why he didn't directly use the driver at home. He knew that the local solicitor knew how to go shopping was the best route.
Qing'an Garden is located near Guangqu Gate in the Third Outer District of Beiping