The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 954 Old things of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 50

  Chu Jin'an was thinking about the patient, so he resolutely turned around and left, his windbreaker fluttering.

  On the platform, a five or six-year-old girl was sobbing, wearing an old-fashioned gown, pushed forward by the crowd, and bumped into a strange man helplessly.

   Breathing into the smell of mountain snow, mixed with the coolness of the night wind, always clean and alienated, so faint that no one notices it, but also thrilling.

  She subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and cried, "Brother..."

  In the cold and clear moonlight, the pure black and flat cuffs were wrinkled by dirty hands.

  The men lowered their heads indifferently, but one was a second earlier and the other a second later, so they staggered each other within a distance of 100 meters, which became an unknown regret and drifted away.

  Just as the roar sounded, the old train passed by, and the fleeting white light shone indistinctly on his body, illuminating the deep and distinct outline, and a three-dimensional sense spontaneously emerged.

  During the one minute and forty-nine seconds that the train passed by, the long carriage had no end in sight, and the bright light continued and then disappeared rapidly.

  Some people are heading for reunion, while others are heading for parting.

  And he stopped at the same spot, surrounded by crowds of people rushing back and forth, standing still, under the corner of his left eye dazzled by the light, there was a small light-colored mole, faintly visible, adding to the fickleness.

   Soon the sound of the siren faded away, and most of the man's figure was still hidden in the darkness of the mountains and rivers, staring at her with slightly lowered eyes.

"I got the wrong guy."

   That was the only sentence he said to her, clear and distant amidst the rubbing sound of the railway tracks, the sound of the wind, and the voice of people.

Later, that scene was somehow deeply imprinted in her childhood memory. As she grew up, his face had long been blurred, and he stood calmly on the platform in a long windbreaker. The simplicity and depression of ancient wood.

  It seems that he has a face that makes people mistaken for life at first sight, but he has a crazy body, but his ambition is far away, his spirit is hard to hide, and he is lonely forever.

  I still remember that look in the eyes, which set off the desolate and desolate era.

  It can be autumn, the train station is not open at five o'clock in the morning, that year, that person.

His expression seemed to tell her what she did wrong. At the time she was five or six years old, she didn't understand, and she didn't know that she had encountered a legendary legend in history when she was young. Her face was pale with cold, and she shivered timidly and cried. : "I, I can't find my mother..."

  Among the rushing crowd, there is a weeping little girl, dressed in ragged clothes, dilapidated around, and the sky is dimly hidden in the dark.

  No one stops, starvation is everywhere, such is the way of the world.

  So who has Lili Wildfire in his heart, vowed to save the world from the turmoil and restore prosperity and peace since he was young.

  The man's eyes were slightly fixed, looking at someone through her, and thinking of someone, he murmured something, it didn't seem like he was talking to her, and his voice disappeared as soon as the wind blew: "So I got lost."

  In those words, the residual strength is low.

  He gave the guard behind him a look, and the guard immediately picked up the little girl, asked questions, and led someone to look for her.

   Soon a middle-aged woman walked over with a terrified expression, also wearing clothes from the late Qing Dynasty, and the little girl threw herself into her arms crying in panic!

  The middle-aged woman hugged the little girl and thanked her repeatedly, but the man didn't say anything, just nodded slightly and left.

  The little girl calmed down after crying, her thin body lying in her mother's arms, her eyes soaked in water were black and white, with big pupils, and she looked at the back of the man leaving at the train station in a daze.

  He smoothed the folds of his cuffs with one hand, and heard the guards following him, calling him fourth master.

  His back, into the old moonlight, like the mountains and seas she has never seen, all turned into lonely and distant stories.

   He has heard of, never heard of, longing for, unfamiliar, how to describe him.

   "Brother looks...alone." She tilted her head in distress and whispered to her mother softly.

   "It's not big or small, that's the fourth master." The mother scolded in a low voice, her tone of awe.

  After Chu Jinan finished the operation in the emergency room, he took off his mask tiredly, his face was a little pale under the incandescent light, the long night outside faded, the sky was bright, and there was still a waning moon.

  She heard the nurses discussing the news of Fu Rongheng's return, her feet froze, and without any buffer time, her heart beat wildly, and then she realized—

   It was five o'clock in the morning, and she hadn't finished waiting for the train.

  At that time, the light coming into the station had already shone on Chu Jin'an's body. One of them was getting off the car, while the other was running far away, and he missed it.

  Chu Jin'an didn't care about regrets, and rushed out of the hospital impulsively, running faster and faster, his heart beating in rhythm with his footsteps.

  She was still wearing a white coat, and hurriedly hailed a rickshaw, completely losing her previous sanity, afraid of missing Fu Rongheng again, spit out the address of the commanding mansion intermittently.

   "Master, please hurry up."

"no problem!"

  The weather is not good, as if deliberately obstructing her, the car pulled halfway, broke down, and couldn't move.

   "Can it be fixed?" Chu Jin'an stood on the ground, suppressed his temper, and asked gently.

  The master hurriedly said: "Just wait a little longer, just a little while, and I'll see what's wrong."

  Chu Jin'an raised his head and looked at the gray sky. It was just dawn, but it was still gray-blue, densely covered with clouds, and everything was groggy.

  With the war, the former prosperity of Beicheng disappeared like a passing cloud, and there were very few people in this area. The streets were so deserted that there was a sense of desolation and sadness.

She clenched her hands tightly, and her palms were sweating when the morning cool breeze blew over. She frowned, watching the master's movements, she couldn't wait any longer, her heart was impatient, and her tone was a little blunt: "Forget it, I'll call another car." car."

  The master's face turned red, and he felt sorry, and apologized repeatedly.

  The clothes on his body are still old-fashioned, they are worn to white, his face is full of vicissitudes of life, he does not know which commoner is the pillar of the family.

  Chu Jin'an sighed and didn't make things difficult for him. Most of the good things in this world are not firm, colorful clouds are easy to disperse, and glass is broken. Who is easier than the other.

  She stood at the air outlet and waited for a long time before waiting for a rickshaw. She hurriedly waved, but there were bursts of shrill cries in her ears.

   "Liulang! What's wrong with you, Liulang?! Who will save me..."

  She was dizzy for no reason. Following the sound, she saw the coarse cloth man lying on the ground, and the woman holding him, her pale face full of pleading.

   "Miss, where are you going?" the rickshaw driver stopped in front of him and asked.

  The sky was gloomy, and Chu Jin'an's eyes were also gray, and his temples were tingling one after another.

   "I'm going to the Commander's Mansion... No, I'm not going!"

  She waved her hand, ran over there, and half-kneeled in front of the woman, wearing a white coat against the twilight of the morning light, and said calmly, "I am a doctor, please trust me."

  It was already half an hour after the patient was sent to the hospital, and Chu Jin'an rushed to the Commander's Mansion again, tossing back and forth, his back was already sweating.

  There are layers of guards in the mansion, and they are strictly guarded.

   "Excuse me, I'm looking for fourth brother."

   "Fourth Master has been waiting for you for a long time." Feng Lingzhi let her in.

  Chu Jin'an froze for a moment, waiting for her?

  (end of this chapter)