Is this a dream or reality? Bu Chonghua thought while standing in the tunnel where gunpowder smoke billowed after being bombed.
If it's reality, why did he come here
If it is a dream, why is that cry so real and clear, within reach
"Bu team, step team, wake up, Xiao Wu, don't scare me, Xiao Wu..." "What's wrong with my brother, how is my brother! Brother!!" "Xiao Song, stop crying, hurry up and come alone Take her down..." "Put her up and up! Has the Jinhai City Hospital notified you?! Are you ready for rescue?!"
Loud voices and dazzling headlights. Fearful cries drifted in all directions with the wind, and even covered the whistling whirlwind from the propellers.
The unconscious Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu were carried out of the mine by relay. The special police carried a stretcher and rushed all the way to the helicopter, and then flew in the direction of Jinhai City in the vast night sky.
"Is it so sad?" Bu Chonghua thought in a trance.
An indescribable stinging pain rose from the bottom of his heart, making him involuntarily walk forward along the messy and rugged ground after the collapse, only to see the thin and familiar figure hunched over ten years ago, hugging the person in his arms tightly. , the whole body was shaking violently, the blood from the forehead flowed down the nose, mixed with hot tears, and hit the ground drop by drop:
"Don't... don't let me go, I have nowhere to go... "
The ground of the tunnel shook under the cannon fire, the dust rustled down from the top of the head, the gravel the size of the fist slammed down at their feet, and the tunnel seemed to be in jeopardy.
"Just let me stay here, and we can together... go to that world... go home together..."
Bu Chonghua was half-kneeling beside him, rubbing his trembling hands on Wu Yu's cheeks, wiping away his tears that were broken like rolling balls: "You can't stay here, you know?"
Wu Yu shivered all over, and slowly raised his stray eyes.
"You have to go out from here, you have to walk alone for ten years, go through many perilous predicaments, arrest many vicious drug dealers, leave countless blood, merits and legends on this land, and finally walk away with all scars. Homeland... and then you can meet me in the far north, you know?"
"… "
Bu Chonghua looked at him, as if he was afraid of disturbing the dream, his voice was light and gentle, but the end sound was strangely choked: "Can I take you out?"
The iron wheel slid rapidly on the emergency aisle, and the nurse leading the way dashed to open the door of the emergency room, and two emergency stretchers entered one after another.
"This is the leader and colleague of our Nancheng Branch Detachment. During the arrest, they encountered an underground water penetration accident and inhaled toxic gas..."
"Notify the blood room to prepare blood! The blood oxygen saturation is still falling!"
"What about the consent form? I'm their family member, and I'll sign it when I bring it here!"
…
Before the door could close, the red light for rescue was on.
"...Go out," Wu Yu murmured.
Ten years ago, he was much younger than Bu Chonghua had imagined, his eyes were smooth, his complexion was very white, his cheeks were soft because of the flesh, and patches of blood stained with black smoke dried on his forehead and side cheeks.
"But I can't get out..." he whispered like sleepwalking. "It's so chaotic outside, this world is not for people like us, there is nowhere to go..."
Bu Chonghua pulled his icy face hard and pressed against his forehead: "It's not Wu Yu like this, listen to me. No one has given up on you outside, what's happening now is actually wrong, as long as you survive this No one can stop you or hurt you once you pass the level. Those who do evil will fear your name like a ghost. Ten years later, you will arrest the culprit of all this in a mine with your own hands, and you will live a good life Sent to the judgment seat and brought back to the homeland with your real name and Xie Xing's soul... Don't you want to see the future happen? Ah? Ah Gui?"
Ah Gui's eyebrows and eyes are very beautiful and clear, the tips of the eyes are deep and long, and the eyeballs are black and white. There is a kind of light that penetrates from the bottom of his heart because he once had hope for the future.
But now that light has been swallowed up by gunpowder smoke, dark and rich, and half-melted into the shadows deep in the tunnel.
"...Forget it..." After a long time, he finally said softly.
Bu Chonghua's hand that was tightly pressing on his cheek fell into the air and froze in mid-air. He lowered his head and hugged the already cold and stiff body in his arms.
"I'm really tired, it hurts to walk..."
"… So be it… "
Bu Chonghua knelt there in a daze, countless anxious voices and equipment ticking came from afar, and countless hands pulled him desperately, forcing him to stand up and involuntarily step back.
"This one has a heartbeat!" "Blood pressure is eighty-five to fifty-five!" "Blood oxygen is rising!"
…
"What about me?" A pain from nowhere pierced through his heart, Bu Chonghua struggled to stand, he heard his voice tremble amid the rumble of artillery fire: "You saved me from the fire, I hid in that tree pit and made me wait for you for more than 20 years, and now you just hide in the underground and let me go alone?!"
Agui seemed to move.
He didn't seem to understand what Bu Chonghua was talking about. He stuck his head out of his fragile shell and looked at the man in confusion and confusion.
"We investigate cases together and arrest people together. When the clues are cut off, head to head until dawn, and when life and death are at stake, we fight back to back. Didn't you say that I was your comrade-in-arms yourself? Didn't you wear it in the mine yourself? Ring, swear to always treat me as a partner?!"
-ring.
As if a certain sleeping nerve was touched by these two words, Agui's expression changed slightly, and he looked down at his hand.
"You fucking fool me like that?!" Bu Chonghua roared, "Is this what you said forever?!"
The ring of the ring finger was cut into an irregular rhombus, with slightly shining edges and corners, and each side was reflected in Ah Gui's blank pupils. He has been walking alone in the wind and rain for ten years, he is standing in front of the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau and looks up to the police badge, he is afraid and hiding in the dark amid the interweaving of red and blue light, for the first time, he stayed all night to find clues His…
"'Bathing in Yi, the wind is dancing, singing and returning'—" a gentle and kind female voice read word by word in her ear, and then explained: "It is in the peaceful and peaceful world where the breeze blows, sings songs, and opens the door. Happy to go home."
"My mother died in the year that the Mengtai Army surrendered, and her cancer recurred, but she left that photo to me." Xie Xingtong said with red eyes, "She asked me to find a way to find you, Gui, Let me bring you back to this world from the other side of the poppy fields."
"You're the new Wu Yu, right? I'm Bu Chonghua, head of the Jinhai Nancheng Criminal Investigation Detachment. From now on, I'll be your leader. I hope you will be dedicated to your job and treat our detachment as your home."
…
On the steps of the Criminal Investigation Detachment Building, the young, handsome and aggressive elite took the initiative to stretch out his hand. The scene overlapped with the man in front of him who was half-kneeling and holding out his hand. Agui saw himself in his tearful eyes. reflection.
"Are you really going to take me away?" he finally asked blankly.
Bu Chonghua stared at him closely, without moving his eyes, and nodded.
"...But I can't walk anymore." He lowered his head and murmured, "I'm so hurt, it really... really hurts."
Those bloody scars and bruised and bruised scars finally emerged from his body at this time and reflected in Bu Chonghua's trembling pupils. The corners of his eyes were broken, the blood from the brow bone pooled on the chin, and tickly fell into the hot ground; his arms and sternum were terribly collapsed, his fingernails were opened to reveal the charred flesh, and every word he said was filled with blood. Exhale through the nose and throat.
After drowning, he had fluid in his lungs, his breathing was weak and difficult, and the wounds all over his body were infected and turned white because he had been soaked in the water in the mine for too long.
"It's alright, you can leave it to me." Bu Chonghua leaned over tremblingly, hugged him tightly in his arms, and kept repeating in his cold ears: "Let's go out together, it doesn't matter, you can rely on I… "
Wu Yu was taken by him and stood up involuntarily. Bu Chonghua took Xie Xing's body tightly in his arms, carried it on his back, and pulled his fingernails up. Bruised hands.
"...I'm going to bring your name back to the ground and bring the soul of Xie Xing back to his hometown from a foreign country..."
Large and small clods collapsed from the top of the tunnel, and the smell of blood wafting from the Hongshan torture chamber was getting farther and farther away. Wu Yu stumbled forward with the strength from his hand. The severe pain made him want to retreat alone. But each time it was deadlifted back by a more determined force.
"Let everyone know where you've come from, what you've been through, how much you've paid, and let those trying to squeeze profits out of hell know what they're going to pay..."
Bu Chonghua stepped on the turbulent ground step by step. In the end, he almost desperately dragged Wu Yu forward. The light gradually penetrated from the front. The guns and guns shook the sky outside the tunnel, and the smoke and dust from the explosion covered the sky.
"I want your reconciliation bank to see with your own eyes that all the shortcomings are filled, long-cherished wishes come true, and those who have paid for their blood and sweat have their wishes come true..." His voice was breathing hard, and the vibration above his head became more and more violent, but he couldn't stop the trembling one. Words entered Wu Yu's mind: "I want the flowers in hell to bloom on the ground from now on."
Just then the muffled sound of cannonballs came from behind them, rumbling—
The four walls shook violently, the tunnels collapsed in sections, and the rocks and earth were overwhelming!
"We will do our best, and at the same time ask family members to be mentally prepared..."
"What do you mean?!" Yan Yan suddenly stood up: "Both of them are bad? Didn't my brother's blood oxygen come up just now? What's going on?!"
The lights outside the rescue room were bright, and extreme anxiety and tension shrouded everyone's faces. The head nurse was sweating: "Because of acute left heart failure caused by blood loss and lung infection, oxygenation cannot be maintained, and the blood oxygen saturation has been as low as 40. %. The situation is abruptly turned bad, and there are really good and bad repetitions in the first aid process, so now we can only…”
"Head Nurse! Head Nurse!" At this time, a young emergency doctor rushed out of the door, "I asked the family members to sign an informed letter, and the director said to open the airway and puncture the aortic balloon for counterpulsation!"
The scorched earth of the slate fell like a torrential rain. In an instant, Bu Chonghua's only consciousness was to turn around and hug Wu Yu tightly. He closed his eyes, and his mind went blank.
- Immediately at that moment, an invisible force rushed from behind, leading them to forcibly break through countless layers of obstacles; then it seemed that countless hands grabbed them and yanked them up, and the light from the outside came!
"Thank you," Bu Chonghua heard a very familiar voice suddenly sound, with a smile and joy: "Thank you for finally coming."
who is it
Bu Chonghua was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the unconscious Wu Yu tightly in his arms, and then realized that he had heard this voice, and suddenly raised his head—
The young man Xing Xing was bright, his eyes were bright, and when he laughed, the tip of his eyes curved into a crescent. He was no longer covered with bruises and wounds, those terrible bloodstains and heavy wounds disappeared, and gave Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu a tight embrace with the smell of sunshine and grass from top to bottom.
It was a farewell full of nostalgia.
"We'll meet again one day, we're leaving!"
… you are leaving? Bu Chonghua thought in a trance.
He reached out his hand in vain, but only touched a gentle wind. Xie Xing waving, Zhang Boming with a smile in his eyes, his father Bu Tongguang, his mother Zeng Wei... Many heroic souls who once slept on this land flew into the distance, and the endless poppy fields under their feet were set ablaze by artillery fire. .
All the chaos, turmoil, slavery, sin, all the wealth condensed by white powder and the bones cast by blood and tears, all turned into fly ash in the billowing gunpowder, and slowly fell on the vast land of 2,186 kilometers on the China-Myanmar border.
History has quietly covered the red soil, and the branches of the mountains and plains have sprung up.
The long wind whistled towards the sky, leaving the years full of pain, despair, joys and sorrows, and legends far behind. Bu Chonghua's right hand wrapped around Wu Yu's severely injured and weak body, while his left hand pulled him.
The distant city of Jinhai slept in the dark, and the first ray of dawn broke, illuminating high-rise buildings and thousands of households, and reflected in their eyes looking at each other.
"Are you ready?" Bu Chonghua whispered.
Wu Yu was dazed and half awake, staring at him dazedly, his heartbeat that was weakening to the extreme recovered little by little from his chest, and after a long time he finally moved his distracted eyes to their clasped fingers, and the corners of his natural downward lips appeared slightly. A little smile:
"Are you going to take me home?"
"No, I don't need to take you." Bu Chonghua replied gently, "Where you are is my home."
"There is a heartbeat!" "The blood pressure has returned to eighty-five hundred!"
"This one is also starting to recover vital signs!"
"Immediately notify to arrange surgery and prepare to be sent to the ICU!"
…
As if the oxygen that had been evacuated was suddenly poured back, and the rescue of everyone outside was relieved, Yan Yan suddenly collapsed backwards, was supported by Jiang Ting, and both of them stumbled and fell back on the bench.
Outside the window, the first ray of skylight was lit from the horizon, illuminating the North China Plain every inch, dispelling the last darkness before dawn.
The heroic spirit is like a long wind, passing over the mountains and rivers, over the verdant mountains and the towering China-Myanmar boundary monument, and fly to the homeland of the haunted dream; on the stretcher in the rescue room, Wu Yu slowly opened his eyes and heard the tidal waves outside the rescue room. Cheers and cries.
The returned soul returned to his hometown at this moment.