Feng Kezhi's car was lying across the entrance of the hotel, with the door open and the key still on it.
Some onlookers gathered around, looking towards the hotel lobby.
When they saw him coming out, they hurriedly dispersed.
He held Meng Lanting's hand, let go when he got to the car, opened the rear door, and said with a serious face: "Get in."
"I'll go back by myself" Meng Lanting said in a low voice, his voice trembling a little.
Before he finished speaking, Feng Kezhi pushed him into the car, slammed the door, and then got in, and sped away under the gazes of people behind him.
Meng Lanting was curled up in a corner of the back seat, looking blankly at the strange neon lights passing by on the street outside the car window.
His whole mood had not yet gone from the ups and downs just like that of water and fire.
Recover.
I thought that the search for my brother finally had some clues.
Even though it was still uncertain, knowing where he was going was like seeing the light of day.
I never dreamed that it would end so quickly and in such a way.
During the previous university anniversary, when rehearsing the stage play, she felt that Mr.
Gu was interested in pursuing her, and he mentioned the idea of her participating in the movie several times.
Later, he also lobbied several times on the phone, but she declined.
Because Mr.
Gu is personable and has always had a good reputation.
Although Meng Lanting was a little displeased with his high-profile publicity about her family background after the performance that night without her nodding, she didn't think of anything else but that he It was just a momentary remark due to high emotions at the time.
Now that I think about it, he must have done it on purpose.
My brother has disappeared.
It has been so long since there has been no definite news.
The sad feeling is like the sand in the muddy water in the bottle, gradually settling down.
Come to think of it, it's not too sharp.
But tonight, my mood felt like it suddenly fell from high to the bottom, and the bottle of muddy water turned upside down.
Brother, where did he go?
Are you alive, or are you no longer alive?
If he is gone, where are his bones?
He is only nineteen years old.
Thinking that at this moment, he might be alone and lying in a foreign land, the feeling was like a dull knife, cutting into his heart.
Feng Kezhi's car drove very fast, making twists and turns on the road, and soon left the busy city and entered a less pedestrian road.
"Thank you tonight.
Please send me back as soon as possible."
Meng Lanting slowly looked away from the window and said in a low voice.
With a "crunch", the car suddenly turned and stopped on the side of the road.
Meng Lanting was carried by inertia and rushed forward.
"Meng Lanting, are you a pig?"
"Believe whatever others say"
"If I tell you to go, you dare to go."
Meng Lanting threw himself on the back of the seat in the front row, held it with both hands, and slowly sat back.
He raised his head and saw that Feng Kezhi had turned his head and was yelling at him.
He had an angry look on his face, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and his expression looked more ferocious than ever before.
This was the first time Meng Lanting saw him like this.
It was even scarier than when they met on the street for the first time late last year and she angered him because she didn't want to sell his hair.
She couldn't help but flinch, hesitated, and explained in a low voice: "I called Zhou to tell him before I came out."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.
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"You still talk back to me" "I have clearly warned you before that people named Gu are not good people."
"If I hadn't arrived in time tonight, who knows what else would have happened."
He paused.
"Do you know how bad men are?"
Meng Lanting bit his lip, lowered his eyes, and fell silent.
"dissatisfied" He snorted and sneered.
"When you were facing me a few days ago, wasn't it very powerful?
You even beat me.
Now I'm being fooled and deceived into selling you.
I'm afraid you will help count the money.
Let me tell you, Shanghai is in short supply of gangsters and swindlers.
It’s a brainless woman like you who messed with scoundrels.”
Meng Lanting felt a splitting headache and was in an extremely bad mood.
She didn't want to hear him roaring in her ears anymore.
She silently opened the car door and walked out, waving to a rickshaw on the opposite side.
Feng Kezhi stuck his head out of the car window.
"Don't be ungrateful.
There is a limit to my tolerance for you."
Meng Lanting, as if he hadn't heard anything, got into the rickshaw pulled by the driver and told him the address.
The driver pulled up and ran away.
"Fuck" Feng Kezhi cursed in a low voice, got out of the car, chased after him in a few steps, and ordered the driver to stop.
"come down" Meng Lanting didn't move.
Feng Kezhi stretched out his hand, dragged and picked up the man from the rickshaw, got him off, and took him back to the car.
The coachman was a little reluctant to part with this business, and he was even more curious.
He stood aside and watched the couple, who were obviously at odds with each other, and refused to leave.
Meng Lanting's wrist was tightly clamped by him again.
He struggled, but not only could he not break free, but the pain in his wrist, which was already lingering from the grip, was even worse.
This night, all the disappointment and sadness, as well as the fear and despair that had slowly accumulated in the hopeless search day after day, all the emotions, at this moment, seemed to be thrown into an oil furnace with flames, "Bang" "All of a sudden, everything exploded.
"You helped me tonight.
I thank you but I didn't ask you to come."
"Even if you don't come, in this kind of place, it has nothing to do with you how he can treat me and get out of my way."
She hissed, grabbed Feng Kezhi's arm that was holding her wrist, opened her mouth and bit it.
Feng Kezhi hissed and let go of his hand.
Meng Lanting used all his strength to push him away, turned around, stopped sitting in the rickshaw, and walked quickly along the sidewalk.
Feng Kezhi was unprepared and was pushed back several steps by her.
He stood still and said angrily to her back: "You won't be so stupid as to take advantage of others next time.
I'm telling you, your brother is no longer here." " His voice drifted into Meng Lanting's ears with the night wind.
She suddenly stopped, hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned her face and looked at the person behind her who had just said those words.
As soon as Feng Kezhi said what he said, he immediately regretted it.
Seeing that she was already walking towards him, he waved his hands hurriedly: "Forget it, what I just said is nonsense.
I mean, next time you encounter someone like tonight For such things, talk to me first.”
Meng Lanting's steps became faster and faster, and the person had already walked in front of him.
He stopped.
"Feng Kezhi, what did you just say?"
She raised her face slightly, opened her eyes wide, looked at him without blinking, and asked softly.
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The air seemed to freeze.
At this moment, for the first time in his life, Feng Kezhi did not dare to look at anyone.
He avoided her gaze and turned his face away unnaturally: "I told you, I was talking nonsense."
"Please tell me the truth" "If my brother is really dead, I am the person who has the most right to know the news."
Meng Lanting's voice trembled slightly, like broken feathers floating in the wind, about to disperse at any moment.
But it was clear, word by word, that entered Feng Kezhi's ears.
He turned back, lowered his eyebrows, and met her eyes.
"I want you to say" Meng Lanting hissed and suddenly raised his volume.
Feng Kezhi's eyebrows moved slightly, and after a moment, he whispered: "Two months ago, my father found out the last whereabouts of your brother.
He" "No more."
Meng Lanting's eyelashes trembled slightly and he blinked.
"According to the information my father found, after your brother got off the ship, he immediately went to the north with several young people who returned home and participated in the Battle of the Great Wall."
"He should have died in that battle."
Feng Kezhi's voice stopped.
The night wind was intoxicated, kissing her hair greedily and stirring up a piece of her skirt.
The girl in front of him just stood quietly without any reaction.
There was not even a trace of crying or sadness on her pretty face.
She was motionless, not even blinking her eyelashes.
Feng Kezhi looked at her, and suddenly there was a strong impulse in his heart.
He wanted to hold her in his arms and let her cry.
He would comfort her well.
His hand moved slightly, then stopped, and fell silent.
After a while, Meng Lanting blinked his eyes gently, twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled at him.
"Master Feng, thank you for telling me this."
"I see."
Her tone was unusually calm.
After speaking, she turned around and walked forward as if nothing happened.
Her steps were neither fast nor slow, just like those of the passers-by around her.
There seemed to be no difference.
The driver who had been waiting glanced at Feng Kezhi, who was still standing there, pulled up the car, and hurriedly chased after him.
She got into the car and was pulled in a large direction.
The night is getting darker and darker, and the neon lights on the roadside are shining more and more charmingly.
At this time, in this luxuriant floating city among the clouds, the upper-class people have just begun their carnival.
Meng Lanting passed by the Majestic Hotel with bright lights shining through the glass doors and windows, and passed by the Rongji Pastry Shop where she briefly stopped on her first day in Shanghai.
The place had already closed and was pitch dark.
She looked forward with her eyes blank.
The driver took her through Zhida and went to the address of Zhou's family that he had been told.
When I was almost finished walking Aimeng Road, an old axle finally couldn't stand the not-so-short distance and made a cracking sound that was about to break.
The driver stopped, checked it over, and was very frustrated.
He wiped the hot sweat from his face with the sweat towel around his neck, and muttered about bad luck, saying that repairing the car would cost at least two yuan.
Meng Lanting climbed out of the car, handed over the five dollars beside him, and continued walking in the direction of Zhou's house.
She walked faster and faster, and her feet suddenly tripped together, and she fell heavily to the ground.
The coachman was still checking the wheels when he saw her suddenly falling.
He shouted, but there was no response.
He got closer and found that the young lady who had just fallen was sitting on the roadside, covering her face with her hands, crying silently.
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She cried so sadly that she made no sound, but tears kept rolling down from between her fingers.
The coachman hesitated for a moment, suspecting that she was involved in a love dispute with the young man just now.
Finally, he didn't dare to approach her.
He shook his head and hurriedly drove away.
The younger brother died.
This time, there is really no hope anymore.
Even though he had been mentally prepared for this before, but that night, when such a result really became a reality and came to his head, Meng Lanting knew what it meant to be devastated.
On a summer night, at this time, there are still sporadic passers-by walking back and forth at the Aimeng intersection.
As they passed by Meng Lanting, no one noticed that the man sitting on the ground on the roadside was crying.
She buried her face deeply in her knees and kept crying.
She was so depressed that she could hardly breathe, and her shoulders kept shaking.
Feng Kezhi has been following her from a distance.
He stood behind a tree about ten meters away from her, watching silently.
When he realized that she was crying, Feng Kezhi felt that his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something, and in an instant, it shrank into a ball.
He couldn't bear it anymore, ran out from behind the tree, came to her, squatted down, stretched out his arms, and held the body that was shaking violently due to depression into his arms. gd1806102: