Beauty's Strongest Agent

After moving his little broken car, Liu Shikuang stomped on the accelerator and rushed out of the parking lot.

Although he was already convincing himself in his heart, he still had a hard time calming down. With the car window open and the sultry July wind blowing, Liu Shiyi felt very irritable.

Did not go home because there are other arrangements for today's itinerary.

After driving for more than an hour, Liu Shiyi came to a rehabilitation center in the suburbs.

After stopping the car, Liu Shiyi sorted out his mood, rubbed his face vigorously, made a smiling face, wandered into the nursing home, and turned to a room in a familiar way.

This is a single room, but there are two beds inside. There is a wheelchair by the window, and a middle-aged man with gray hair is sitting on it. When he heard the door opening, he turned around.

"Eleven? Why are you here?"

Liu Shishi smiled, swayed to the bed and sat down, and said, "I haven't been here for a long time, so I came to see you."

The middle-aged man turned the wheelchair, only to see that his two legs were gone, only the empty trousers were left, but his face was calm, and after seeing Liu Shiyi, there was a happy smile on his face .

"Yeah, I haven't been here for more than a month. I thought you despised me, an old man."

"Haha." Liu Shishi laughed loudly and said, "Uncle Tian, ​​so you remember so clearly."

"Stinky boy, although I'm a little old, I'm still not old-fashioned. Of course I remember clearly. Where have I been running for more than a month? Have I encountered any trouble?"

Liu Shiyi sighed, and said, "It's nothing, just something happened, I'll talk to you later, where is Dashan?"

"He went out to fetch water, and he should be back soon."

As soon as Uncle Tian finished speaking, the door opened, and a shiny black head first turned into the door, and then leaned in.

After the man came in, he saw Liu Shishi, grinned, showing his white teeth, and said, "Eleven."

Liu Shiyi jumped up, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said, "Dashan, do you miss me?"

"No." The man named Dashan replied honestly, put down the kettle, and sat on the bed with Liu Shishi.

This man named Dashan turned out to be a black man, but he spoke with a thick Shandong accent, which sounded weird.

Liu Shishi is not low, close to 1.9 meters tall, but in front of this black man named Dashan, he is like a child. Dashan is [-] meters tall, and his muscles are extremely strong. His arms were almost as thick as Liu Shiyi's calves.

As soon as the two of them sat down, Da Shan put his arm around Liu Shiyi's neck, strangled him forcefully, and said with a smile, "Where have you been hiding for more than a month? Both of us are about to be kicked out of the nursing home."

Liu Shiyi clasped Dashan's arm with both hands, his face turned red, and he said in a choked voice, "I'm back, haven't I?"

As Liu Shishi was talking, he suddenly exerted force on his hand, and actually opened Da Shan's arm a little bit. Da Shan was stunned, and said, "Your strength has increased." As he spoke, he exerted more strength.

Now Liu Shiyi couldn't stand it any longer, his face was blushing, he quickly patted his arm to let him loosen, Da Shan smiled and let him go, Liu Shishi took a look and said triumphantly: "How about it, Is there a bit of the look I had back then?"

"Much worse." Dashan replied honestly, then he was taken aback for a moment, and said happily, "Your strength has recovered?"

Liu Shiyi shook his head and said, "No, it's just a little bit better than before, but much worse."

Uncle Tian watched the two of them play, couldn't stop the smile on his face, and asked, "Dashan is back too, tell me what you've been doing this month, why didn't you even say a word."

Liu Shishi was not in a hurry, and said, "Don't worry, it's about time, let's go eat first, and chat while eating."

With that said, he went over to push Uncle Tian, ​​and led the two of them out the door.

There are many small restaurants nearby. Liu Shiyi took the two of them to find one at random, went in to order food, and ordered two bottles of wine. With beer, Liu Shishi began to talk about his dreamy one moon.

Speaking of which, when he thinks back now, the life of that month was really weird.

When Uncle Tian and the other two heard that Liu Shishi was seriously injured at the end, Uncle Tian asked with concern, "Why are you so stupid and injured again? You..."

Liu Shishi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's all right now, don't worry, what a fool, such a delicate little girl, I can't leave her and run away."

Uncle Tian pointed at him angrily, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "Just like your idiot father!"

Liu Shishi chuckled and didn't refute.

Uncle Tian sighed, and said: "Back then, we were the ones who harmed you. I didn't expect that I would be left as an old bastard, and I would have to drag you down even if I was alive."

"Uncle Tian, ​​you drank too much. What nonsense are you talking about? Without you, where would I come from? Stop talking and eat quickly."

There were only the three of them in total, chatting while eating, and it was past two o'clock before they knew it. Liu Shishi and Dashan sent Uncle Tian back to rest, and he hid in the corridor to smoke secretly.

Dashan is not a talkative person, and he likes to listen more often. Liu Shiyi has a lot of thoughts, worrying about his dementia, and the two of them finished smoking a cigarette without saying a word.

Da Shan stubbed out the cigarette butt, looked at Liu Shishi: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Liu Shishi smiled and said, "You have seen all this? It's nothing."

"Just tell me if there is anything."

Dashan looked at Liu Shishi very seriously, with a Shandong accent, but his words were extremely firm.

Liu Shiyi nodded silently, picked up the cigarette butt, took out an envelope from his pocket with 1 yuan in it, handed it to Dashan, and said, "Understood, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Da Shan took the envelope without any excuses. Liu Shiyi stood up, patted Da Shan on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, I'll come to see you some other day."

After speaking, he left directly without looking back.

Da Shan looked at Liu Shiyi's desolate back, and sighed deeply.

Back then, he never had the word Xiao Suo on him.

……

Da Shan returned to the room, only to find that Uncle Tian was pinching a cigarette in his hand, smoking one puff at a time.

"Uncle Tian, ​​why don't you sleep? You drank a lot at noon, so take a rest."

Uncle Tian shook his head, knocked the cigarette ash off his hands, frowned, pointed to the bed, and motioned for Da Shan to sit down, saying: "I can't sleep, I'm old and sleep less, sit down, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's wrong, Uncle Tian?"

Uncle Tian sighed, and then said: "Eleventh has something on his mind, you can see it too."

"Yeah." Dashan responded, and said in a dull voice: "I asked him in the corridor just now, but he didn't say anything."

"He doesn't know how to talk." Uncle Tian pinched his cigarette butt, and said, "Just like his father, he's always stuffed in his heart, and he wouldn't be able to fart loudly even if he was beaten to death."

Da Shan seemed to think of something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Indeed, Eleven is indeed very similar to Master Liu."

Uncle Tian touched his empty trouser legs, smiled wryly, looked at the ground and said, "It's been ten years, we old guys are almost dead, and I'm the only one left to survive until now."

Da Shan was silent, not knowing what to say, but Uncle Tian continued to talk to himself: "I can't drag you down any longer."

Dashan looked up at Uncle Tian, ​​opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Uncle Tian.

"That's it, Dashan, go and book a plane ticket for this week, and send me back to the northeast mountains."

"Uncle Tian..." Da Shan frowned, and was about to say something when he saw Uncle Tian waving his hand, so he had to give up.

"It's been ten years. What happened back then was the fault of our old bastards. It has dragged you down for so long, and it can't be dragged down any longer."

Uncle Tian sighed, and continued: "When his father told me before he died, don't let him go our old way, and go back to live a peaceful life. I also think what his father said was right. Going out in the wasteland It's really not a way to live from death to life, without knowing what tomorrow will be like every day, and he was also injured on the eleventh, so he has the cheek to rely on you for so long."

"Uncle Tian, ​​don't say that." Da Shan's voice was dull.

"But..." Uncle Tian's eyes were a little red, and he said in a trembling voice, "I know, you are all good boys, but, but watching Eleven go on like this day by day, I always feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Uncle Tian took a deep breath, and continued: "One cannot live without hope. Living all day without knowing what you want is no different from being dead."

"So, that's it, send me back to the Northeast Mountains, and you come back to find Eleven, accompany him to heal his injuries, and live the life you want to live."

Dashan didn't speak because he couldn't open his mouth.

Back to the northeast mountains?

Without the medical equipment here, Uncle Tian probably wouldn't survive a month when he returned to the mountains.

How can he bear it?How could he just say yes and promise to send someone like his master to die?

"Mountain!"

Seeing that Dashan was silent, Uncle Tian suddenly yelled loudly. His pair of thick arms were tightly grasping the handrail, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he was furious!

Da Shan was startled, and subconsciously stood up, ready to salute.

Looking at Uncle Tian, ​​Da Shan was stunned on the spot, as if he had seen Uncle Tian back then, when he first met him on the military academy field.

"At least, let me die with dignity..."

Uncle Tian lowered his head, and Da Shan also lowered his head.

After half a sound.

"I see."

When Da Shan said this, it was as if he had exhausted all his strength, and sat back on the bed. Uncle Tian finally felt relieved, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"This bloody place, cigarettes are not allowed, I'm suffocated to death, now I can leave, let's see who dares to control me."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Uncle Tian muttered these words, full of ruffianism, as if he was ten years younger, his eyes were full of relief, looking out the window into the distance, as if breaking free from a cage.