Is This Reporter Also Paying Off Debts Today? Chapter 43

ex-wife

The first day Wendi settled in area J passed like this.

In the evening, He Liang wanted to make another sick meal for Wen Di, but Wen Di stopped him and said that he had eaten too much at lunch and he really couldn’t eat it.

He Liang looked regretful, regretting that he had no chance to show off his cooking skills to Wen Di.

Wen Di patted his shoulder thoughtfully to express comfort: “When you find a partner, make it for your partner every day. Your partner will definitely have a good taste in the future. This is a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes.”

After dark, only a few emergency lights remained in the entire city, and all other power sources were cut off.

People can only lie in tents and count the stars in the sky through the gaps to pass the long night and pray that they can survive tomorrow smoothly.

The sounds of the refugee camp gradually fell silent, and Wen Di and He Liang were also lying on their respective camp beds.

The two chatted, and most of the time He Liang kept talking to himself, listening to the flute and saying “hmm” from time to time to show that he was listening.

In the darkness, Wen Di felt He Liang turn over and face him.

After Wen Di pulled out the needle, He Liang insisted not to put down the plastic sheet in the middle. The reason was so unreasonable that Wen Di could not refute:

I won’t be able to observe your condition at any time after you put it down. You are sick now. What if you feel uncomfortable again in the middle of the night?

He Liang’s 1.8-meter tall man looked extremely cramped and cramped on the small camp bed.

He lay on his side, facing Wen Di, with one arm under his head.

“Brother Wen, do you have a partner? Look at you, your health is not very good, and you come to such a dangerous place, your partner has to worry to death? If I were your partner, I would never let you come here to suffer.”

Lu Huaichu’s appearance appeared in front of Wen Di’s eyes.

Then, he replied softly: “No one.”

“Ah?” He Liang exclaimed, half-proping himself up from the bed.

“What’s wrong?” Knowing that He Liang couldn’t see, Wen Di rolled his eyes at him in the dark: “What’s all the fuss about?”

“Then who’s the name you kept calling out today when you were in so much pain?” Could it be that Wen Di fell in love with some peerless beauty and couldn’t pursue her?

“…” Wen Di closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down. Then he spoke with a slight tremor in his voice, a bit shy and a bit incredulous: “I…I called someone else’s name???”

“Ang! That’s right! What’s your name? Lu Huaichu? I can’t hear clearly. Anyway, you kept shouting the three-letter name, and you were still crying. It was heartbreaking.” He Liang leaned out half of his body, with his arms resting on Wen Di’s camp bed. In the darkness, Wen Di saw He Liang’s sparkling eyes, and thick gossip came out of them.

“…Uh, yes…I think…I shouted…” Wen Di moved to the side, feeling guilty.

The gossipy light in He Liang’s eyes was like a strong outdoor flashlight, which made Wen Di unable to open his eyes: “You, you, you, go back to your bed! How do you look like two grown men so close to each other? Get up, get up!”

Wen Di pushed He Liang back to the bed, turned over and sat up, straightened his non-existent clothes, coughed, and cleared his throat: “That’s my ex-wife. I don’t want to mention it, and I won’t mention it again.”

before.

wife.

???

He Liang felt that these two words split his mind like a thunder.

“Ah, before… no, you, ha, this…” He looked at Wen Di walking out of the tent and towards the “bathroom”.

The “bathroom” is a small cubicle built from four planks of wood.

A few minutes later, Wen Di came back and looked at He Liang, who was still sitting on the camp bed in a daze: “What’s wrong? Still not sleeping?”

“Sleep, sleep now!” He Liangru woke up from his dream, pulled the quilt over his head and lay down straight.

Brother Wen is so outstanding that he is actually married for the second time?

What kind of woman is willing to divorce Brother Wen?

A woman who makes Brother Wen so painful that he can never forget her?

How cruel…

The saying that the most poisonous thing is a woman’s heart is so right…

Wen Di couldn’t fall asleep, his mind was buzzing after he lay down.

After leaving without saying goodbye a few months ago, I have been filling up my time in various ways every day, making it impossible for me to have any leisure time. Even if I have some free time, I will be so tired that I fall asleep immediately, so I have no energy to think about Lu Huaichu.

But this person seems to have integrated into his own bones and blood, into his every breath and every beat of his heart.

There he is.

I can’t forget it no matter what.

How is he doing now?Have you ever cried secretly?

There must be…

Such a crybaby and squeamish person has grown so tall in vain…

People pretend to be strong in front, but after returning home, they secretly hide under the quilt and cry.

Thinking of this, Wen Di laughed to himself.

My heart aches.

How could I do this to him?

Will he forgive himself?

But even if he forgives himself, Wen Di has made up his mind not to disturb Lu Huaichu’s life anymore.

I already owe him too much and I can’t make trouble in his life anymore.

He is so good and deserves better.

Lu Huainan passed away, and he was the only child left in the Lu family.

His parents must also want him to find a well-matched and outstanding woman, rather than a man with poor health and low income like himself.

Homosexuality has always been frowned upon in the world.

Lu Huaichu, after you leave me, your life will be smooth. I’m sorry for causing you so much trouble.

I will continue to atone where the sun does not shine until you can forgive me, your parents can forgive me, and Huainan can forgive me…

I myself can forgive myself.

There was a noise outside the tent, the footsteps were messy, and the sounds gradually became louder. He Liang was woken up and looked at Wen Di in confusion: “Brother Wen? What’s going on outside?”

Wen Di signaled He Liang not to say anything, and he listened carefully to the sounds outside.

Amid people’s screams, Wen Di captured Arabic that he could understand:

“Run! There seems to be an air raid! The air raid is coming!”

“He Liang, let’s go! Go to the air-raid shelter!” Wen Di picked up He Liang, who was still dazed on the bed, and rushed out of the tent.

The two stumbled forward and saw a building not far away burning with raging fire. There were crackling sounds and waves of heat rushing around.

The burning building was no more than two kilometers away from the refugee camp.

“That’s that?” Wen Di narrowed his eyes. He vaguely remembered seeing a few slightly taller buildings during the day, but he never asked He Liang what they were.

“It seems to be a civilian power station.” He Liang said, “It’s too much. How can Country L attack civilian facilities? And it’s only two kilometers away from the refugee camp. If it’s a little cheaper, those guns will fall into the tent area. It’s late at night and everyone is sleeping. Once it burns, the fire will spread in the blink of an eye. Then…it will become…”

He Liang couldn’t speak any more. Wen Di took over his words and murmured:

“…purgatory on earth.”

He Liang has been working here for almost two years and has witnessed with his own eyes every attack made by Country L.

From attacking only military facilities to destroying civilian facilities, from attacking only military personnel to shooting and detaining civilians at will.

It is not difficult to guarantee whether their guns will be aimed at journalists and doctors sent by various countries to assist in the next step.

Because the interests of both parties are contradictory.

One side kills, the other saves; one side covers up the truth, and the other reveals the truth.

□□ are still falling from the sky one after another, but Wen Di has observed the landing points, and they are all a few kilometers away from the refugee camp. The closest one is the one that fell at the power station.

The two took some pictures of the falling penis and entered the air-raid shelter.

“Brother Wen, it’s actually good for you to be divorced. You have no worries and your ex-sister-in-law can continue to live in the future.” The two of them were sitting in the corner of the air-raid shelter, surrounded by frightened people. Some of them hugged each other to celebrate the survivors, and some were crying and looking for their families…

Wen Ditou was leaning against the wall and closing his eyes to rest. When he heard these words, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes: “Yes, I am a good husband…a good ex-husband.”

“Getting closer.” He Liang looked at the people around him and said softly.

“What’s getting closer?” Wen Di didn’t understand and asked.

“Strike the target.” He Liang took out a carbon rod from nowhere and drew several circles on the ground: “This is the refugee camp, this is the health center, this is the Jordanes River, this side and this side are the places occupied by country L.”

“The previous attacks were from here to here.” He Liang clicked on the edge of the large circle next to the small circle representing the “refugee camp”, and then clicked toward the center of the circle. If he clicked further, he would get closer and closer to the “refugee camp”.

“After each attack, the area they occupy will move closer to about a kilometer, as if they are slowly encroaching on this area. They will push these refugees to the Jordanes River, and then there will be no place to escape.”

Wen Di looked at the circles on the ground and became more and more silent. He looked up at the refugees around him, then looked down at the circles on the ground, and finally let out an almost inaudible sigh: “…these news has been blocked too severely. I didn’t know about these things before I came here. The media reporting on the situation of these refugees are basically Western media. They are grasshoppers on the line now, so they will not report the real situation. Not many people know what is happening here. Area J is like an isolated island in the ocean of the world.”

Wen Di closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, seeming to calm down his mind. When he opened his eyes again, He Liang found that there was a little more determination in his eyes.

“But we are here, and Western forces cannot control our mouthpieces.”

It was nearly midnight when the alarm was lifted. The men in the refugee camp spontaneously organized themselves to go to the banks of the Jordanes River to fetch water and put out the fire, while the women took their frightened children back to their tents to rest.

Wen Di originally wanted to help, but He Liang stopped him: “I’ll go, Brother Wen, you’re in good health, don’t be too tired, go back quickly.”

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