Chapter 228 I hope you keep your word and don’t get married
According to Hai Luo, it was the late spring of 2426.
At the end of May, the revolutionary army led by Commander Bai had just concluded the Battle of Midway Star.
Although it was called a victory, both sides were actually badly hurt. Some people say that Longmeler is a tough nut to crack, and in order to crack him, Bai Ling lost at least half of his teeth.
Others said that Bai Ling was just lucky. If the traitor hadn't tipped him off, he would never have been able to defeat the National Army even if he had fought tooth and nail.
As for who the traitor was, the Imperial Military did not make any public announcement. I'm afraid that in their eyes, it is quite shameful to let an undercover agent climb to the top of the command center due to their carelessness. Naturally, the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better.
This night, it was Hailuo's turn to be on duty.
It had just rained, and hungry frogs were lying in the muddy puddles, jumping from one puddle to another. Finally, they raised their heads and were crushed into meat paste by the wheels passing by.
There was a bad fishy smell in the air.
When Hai Luo saw the car driving in, his scalp tingled. Because the car was in poor repair, the brakes never worked properly, and every time it stopped under their checkpoint, it would make a shrill, high-pitched groan.
It's like someone is dying.
Hai Luo felt uncomfortable after hearing this.
The door opened, and the driver and escort came down with lazy steps to be inspected. This is a necessary process for entering different areas of the factory, with military management to ensure that no mistakes are made.
"Sending people in again? They've been doing it quite frequently lately," Hai Luo took the cigarette handed to him by the driver and casually held it in his mouth, "This is the fifth batch this month."
"Of course not. We've captured a lot of people on the front line. All those with some reputation have been brought in." The driver winked, "The higher-ups have told us not to let them die easily."
Bullets are blind and guns are ruthless, but many soldiers would rather die than be captured.
Because in this world, there are things more terrifying than death. For example, this secret factory.
Hai Luo smiled indifferently, chatted for a few words, then reached out to take the list and took a look at it as usual. There were quite a lot of people who sent their forms, and the forms were sorted from 1 to 60, just enough to fill up this broken bus.
When he turned to the last page, he said "Hmm?" and saw a familiar name.
Army Aviation.
An unexpected name. If Hai Luo hadn't clicked on the photo on the electronic list, he would have thought it was a duplicate name.
The engine started up, the car drove away, and Hailuo returned to the checkpoint. At midnight, his colleague came to take over the shift and asked him to go eat. He thought about it, went back to the dormitory, took out a pack of good cigarettes from under the bed, and gave it to the smoker in the prison ward.
"Please help me, brother. There's a newcomer here today, his name is Lu Hang. Ask him to say a few words to me."
"Who is he to you?" The smoke-smoking guard smacked his sallow lips.
"An old classmate. He took care of me more than ten years ago."
The quality of that pack of cigarettes is indeed good, and it is a hot commodity that even smokers cannot refuse.
Hai Luo walked into the cell and looked around. It was very crowded inside and was not separated by walls like ordinary prisons. When the factory is operating at peak capacity, one dormitory room here can accommodate one to two hundred people, with at least two to three people sleeping on each bed.
If a newcomer couldn't squeeze into a bed, he would have to sleep on the floor - not a good treatment, because the damp weather would seep into your bones through the concrete floor and give you rheumatism. The spiders and rats crawling all over the ground will eat your scratchy toes for dinner.
When I walked in, I saw a group of people gathered together and making a lot of noise. It turned out that the jailer was beating someone to vent his anger.
The one who was beaten and cowered in the corner was Lu Hang.
"Bah, traitor!"
The jailer spat on the ground, then turned and left. Hai Luo walked over, dispersed the crowd with a cold face, and took Lu Hang out alone.
This was the first time Hai Luo had seen Lu Hang in fifteen years. He sighed a little. Once upon a time, he was the one who was cornered and bullied, while it was Lu Hang who stepped forward to save others. Unexpectedly, with the passage of time, the identities of the two people were reversed, which makes people have to wonder what happened.
It was getting late at night and the searchlight could not reach the two people squatting at the foot of the wall. The sparks flickered and the gray mist of the cigarette seeped into the air, adding a bit of drowsiness and stickiness to the already unpleasant fishy smell.
Halfway through the cigarette, Hai Luo asked, "Why did you think of doing these things?"
Go undercover.
"…If you want to do it, just do it." Lu Hang was not given any water during the escort, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.
Hai Luo: "What about your family, your wife and children?"
"Not married." Lu Hang lowered his eyes and took a puff with his knuckles.
Hai Luo was surprised. Not married? He is 41 years old this year and already has two children. Logically, Lu Hang is one year older than him, so how could he not get married for so many years?
Either he's having too much fun and isn't willing to take responsibility, or he's hiding someone in his heart.
Based on Hai Luo's understanding of him, it should be the latter.
Hai Luo: "What about your parents? Your uncle and aunt will definitely be sad."
Leaning his neck back, Lu Hang stared blankly at the searchlight in the distance. The white light in the dark night hurt his eyes. He pulled his lips together and smiled, "My dad knew I was arrested and felt that raising me was a waste, so he planned to have another child."
Hai Luo was stunned. "Your father is already sixty years old."
"Well," Lu Hang said calmly, "He has a kid outside. I've wanted to bring him home for a long time. He's a little boy with excellent grades. He'll be able to take the college entrance exam next year."
When the eldest son could not be relied upon, they would bring back the younger son born to their mistress to raise. This was not an uncommon thing for their class.
His mother had no say in the family, and after this incident, she was criticized by the whole family for not educating her children well. She remained silent and acquiesced to allowing a child who was not related to her by blood to live in her house and be included in the household registration book.
From then on, Lu Hang’s name was never mentioned again.
The child who had been carefully educated went astray and became a traitor to the revolutionary army. This was a fatal blow to parents like them. They are afraid and panic-stricken, fearing that they will be rejected by the people around them and fall into lower class.
The Army Aviation understands and accepts this.
After chatting for a while, the time was up. Hai Luo stood up, stretched his numb legs, and prepared to find an acquaintance to arrange a cleaner bed for Lu Hang.
His ability was limited and he couldn't send Lu Hang away. All he could do was to make Lu Hang's life more comfortable.
Of course, this "comfortable" is relative to other prisoners in the factory.
Finally, Hai Luo sighed, "I think the feng shui of your dormitory is not very good. Look, Ezi went crazy, Yuanzi was caught, and now you are reduced to this -"
"Yuanzi?" Lu Hang stood up suddenly, his voice and breathing were rapid, "Huo Yuan? He was arrested, where is he?"
Hai Luo looked at him and turned his head to the other side meaningfully.
Lu Hang followed his gaze and looked towards the other end of the factory supervision area. Over there is Area A, where the conditions are even worse and the guards are stricter, and those who are imprisoned there are all the leaders of the revolutionary army.
Turns out he is here.
The dead silent heart suddenly started beating violently. Lu Hang was at a loss, yet also a little strangely happy. It’s as if after reaching a dead end in life, you suddenly find that the other person is also squatting there.
He never thought that he would meet Huo Yuan again in this way.
He pulled Hai Luo and asked if he could arrange for him to meet Huo Yuan, even for just a few minutes.
Hai Luo shook his head, indicating that he did not have this ability. But out of friendship, he also gave Lu Hang a suggestion, "Maybe you can wait until the end of the month. They will pull out the names of the prisoners one by one for roll call. If you walk slowly, you might run into him."
It was rainy and humid, and Lu Hang began to wait.
Thinking about their future meeting, he immediately put everything behind him. Even being forced to work in a factory doing highly polluting work has become less unbearable.
His arms were sore from shoveling piles of rotten garbage into the boiler, but he was thinking about Huo Yuan's appearance.
In fact, after so many years, Huo Yuan's appearance has become vague in my memory.
But Lu Hang was confident that if he could meet him, he would definitely recognize him at first sight.
Then sit together and chat.
What to talk about? Chat... Lu Hang's shovel-swinging movement froze.
To reminisce the past, one must have good memories. The entanglement of the past is over, the present life is a mess, and the future... they have no future.
He couldn't help but think of fifteen years ago.
I remembered his death in the middle of their graduation trip, the mistake he made that night, and the slap Huo Yuan received.
“Pah—”
The people working nearby were stunned and looked at him in surprise, "You were working so hard that you went crazy and suddenly slapped yourself?"
Lu Hang turned around and smiled indifferently, "Nothing, I just suddenly remembered that I am nothing."
If he hadn't climbed into Huo Yuan's bed, the other party should have been able to graduate well.
They would also take a cheap passenger ship all the way to Wild Star.
On the open-air piano in the desert, playing a crooked maple leaf ragtime.
Drinking lemon beer, lying on the dining table covered with light blue plaid cloth, closing my eyes, and sleeping from noon to night.
If he was drunk, he would confess his love to Huo Yuan. If he was not drunk, he would drink a few more sips until he poured out all his love, passion, admiration, and intimacy to the other person.
"What are you standing there for! Take out the garbage quickly, do you want a beating?!"
The guard came over angrily, raised his hand high, and swung the whip down hard.
Blood splattered onto Lu Hang's face. The man next to him fell down wailing, rolled on the ground due to the beating, and soon he was lifeless.
The guard kicked the garbage in frustration and told others to throw the body into the furnace.
Time finally made it to the end of the month.
At this time, the factory supervisory department would conduct a roll call - they would pick out the strong ones and transfer them to the heavy work positions, and then pick out the sick ones and put them on the list.
Here, sick people have no value. You might be allowed to stay in the infirmary for a few days, but if you don't get better, they will promptly discharge you to make room for someone new.
Lu Hang was lucky and was assigned to the strong group. Although shoveling garbage day and night is harmful to the body, at least you can have two full meals.
"Disband!"
The exhausted people dragged themselves away and turned away, and those who walked slower would be beaten. Lu Hang controlled his pace, trying to fall behind as much as possible without being discovered by the guards.
As soon as he found an opportunity, he rushed to the iron net and shouted to the prisoners in Area A: "Hello! Have you seen a bird with white hair?"
"Excuse me! Is there a person named Huo Yuan in your house?"
Suddenly, a glimpse of white appeared in the crowd. He opened his eyes wide and rushed over regardless of anything. "Huo Yuan——"
The shout did not make the other party turn around, but instead attracted the ferocious guards.
Lu Hang was beaten and couldn't walk for three days.
Hai Luo heard about this and brought some food to see him. At the same time, there is another piece of news:
"Huo Yuan didn't attend roll call that day. He was sick."
Lu Hang lay there without saying a word. He slowly turned over and buried his trembling jaw in the yellow pillow.
They all understood what that meant.
That night, a scream was heard in the cell, and someone discovered that the person in the next bed had been bitten by a poisonous spider. Lu Hang's face was covered in bruises and he looked half dead. They clamored for the guards to send him to the infirmary.
After all, the weather is too hot. If someone dies in the house, how can we sleep? It started to rot in three or four hours.
The guards were so annoyed that they reluctantly called a few people to carry Lu Hang away and threw him on a stretcher in the infirmary.
The nurse came over slowly and gave Lu Hang an antidote injection. It was midnight when Lu Hang slowly woke up.
When he saw his surroundings clearly, he first breathed a sigh of relief and then praised himself for a while. The venom of that kind of spider is not very strong and you won't die as long as you get timely treatment.
He took a gamble and won.
While everyone around him was asleep, Lu Hang quietly climbed down from the stretcher, and walked barefoot and staggeringly in the long ward. He opened the curtains of each bed one by one and looked over. Huo Yuan, Huo Yuan... Yuan... where is she...
Not found.
This ward does not have any.
Lu Hang leaned against the wall to catch his breath. Although the antidote worked, a lot of toxins still remained in his muscle nerves, making every step he took feel like he was stepping on needles.
Cold sweat oozed from his forehead and he wiped it off with a low gasp. The moment I looked up, my sight inadvertently passed through the glass to the building opposite - the lights there were dimly lit, and there was a person lying on the bed facing the window, his hair and the white pillowcase almost blending into the same color.
Lu Hang rushed to the window and looked at it hungrily.
He's in this building, he's in that building. There was an insurmountable wall of air between them.
Lu Hang moved his dry and cracked lips, not realizing that he was muttering the other person's name.
"Huo Yuan? So you are sick on purpose to find someone?"
A casual voice exploded from behind, and Lu Hang broke out in a sweat, and his blood instantly flowed backwards.
He slowly raised his arms, turned around, looked at the other person's white coat in an almost humble manner, and said pleadingly:
"Doctor... I'm in so much pain. I was bitten by a spider and got poisoned. It hurts so much... That's why I'm talking nonsense..."
The doctor is the only one in the clinic.
He usually doesn't take care of things, leaving all the work to the nurses and just doing his own research in the office.
To him, these sick and weak people out there have no research value and will not create any benefits for him.
But the one I caught today seems different.
He was in good physical condition. Although he was a little older, he was able to resist the spider toxin that damaged the nerves and hold on to run - this was enough to show that he had strong mental strength, endurance and stability.
The doctor put his hands in his pockets and looked very honest behind his thick black-framed glasses. He glanced at the building opposite and said bluntly:
"Your mental stability rate is 98%. Being a plasterer is a waste of your talent. Come and participate in my experiment."
"...What experiment?" Lu Hang didn't dare to agree.
The doctor said casually, "It's just a small experiment. I have a client who can't go out due to physical disability, so he occasionally wants to borrow someone else's body to go out and have a look. But his mental line is quite special, and ordinary people generally can't bear it."
Might die.
Lu Hang read out four words from his subtext.
Seeing that Lu Hang didn't say anything, the doctor smiled and added: "Of course, I will give you a generous reward. If you are willing to donate your body, I can help you get all kinds of benefits that you can't imagine. For example... save that person and send him out."
Lu Hang clenched his fists instantly.
He barely thought about it and said without hesitation: "Deal. I hope you keep your word."
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