Sometimes, he still had to sigh at the freak combination of factors in this world. Before coming to Europe from Japan, he had never thought that the main things he was going to do in Europe would end up like this. However, it was not bad.
He stayed in Europe for about half a month, then returned to Jianghai to prepare for the matters related to the clinic.
For Jiaming, there was no problem in terms of technology, and it was easy to get a diploma. However, there were still a lot of trivial things. He had to find a suitable place, buy beautiful tables and chairs, buy equipment, and make reasonable and warm decorations. Anyway, there was time. Lingjing and Shasha pulled Smoky, Ya Han, and occasionally Dongfang Wan. They had to choose and compare everything, express their opinions, and express their opinions. Jiaming also waited leisurely with a comic book in his hand.
The clinic was only finished at the end of the year. Then came the wedding.
Jiaming and Lingjing got married.
This was actually an insignificant matter. It did not even have a symbolic meaning.
Lingjing finally found a job in a western restaurant. The restaurant was not far from Jiaming's clinic.
According to the agreement, Smoky became a nurse in the clinic. The lazy Shasha did not know what to do, so she also spent her days in the clinic. Every day, she would read gossip magazines with Smoky. Sometimes, they would study which muscles were the most developed on the macho men in the pictures.
They moved to a duplex near the clinic and gave Xun a bedroom. The world of the three of them — or perhaps it should be the four of them, or perhaps even more — continued to live a leisurely life. It felt good. After dinner, they would go for a walk along the nearby seawall. Occasionally, they would go for a movie. On a whim, Shi Jiaming would buy a bouquet of flowers to share with the others. The next day, he would wrap them up and put them in front of the clinic to sell.
Even though it was a fact that Luo Fu had a husband, Lingjing, who still looked pure and innocent, still had many pursuers. Shasha and Smoky were not as popular as Lingjing because of their own reasons. But sometimes, they were targeted. If they went too far, the result would be wonderful. It was also a big change in their leisurely life.
For a period of time, Lingjing and Shasha tried to find a boyfriend for Smoky who was worthy of her. Finally, they gave up. According to Lingjing, the problem was complicated. Because they could not find a man who was worthy of Smoky. No matter their outlook on life or their living habits, they could not find a suitable person in their circle.
Obviously, Ya Han was the one who could make them feel threatened most. But it was not exactly a threat. They were friends. Occasionally, they went out to buy things together, eat together, study on women's topics together.................... they even liked the little girl called Taotao..
If a person was too kind, even her husband would be separated from her.
What would happen to Jia Ming and Yahan? What would happen to everyone else? This question was temporarily put aside. If you asked if they should lay their cards on the table, the answer to this question was inevitable. But as for when … they had to wait for the right time …
The right time had not come yet.
In the spring of 2005, Lingjing was pregnant. In the winter of the same year, she gave birth to a healthy baby boy.
As for the more distant things, it was just a life.
Of course, there were more things.
At the end of 2004, Jiaming saw Mu Qingqing again. Mu Qingqing and Xiao Meng, the former boss of the underworld, were entangled because of something. In the second year, it was said that she was pregnant because of a "strange combination of factors" with Xiao Meng. Then they got married. Although both of them were unwilling, it was a kind of fun for the time being.
Dongfang Lu still came to Jiaming occasionally. Sometimes, it was a matter of friendship. Sometimes, it was on behalf of Yanhuang Awakening. Yu Shouxi was dead, but Pei Luojia was still alive. The bad guys beat the good guys, and the good guys beat the bad guys. For the meaning that neither of them understood, the world was turning like this, from the past to the future.
There was something that Jiaming felt a little apologetic towards Dongfang Lu, and it was something that he was troubled about.
Dongfang Wan was still as enthusiastic as ever. She continued to provide help to the people she regarded as friends. For example, everyone would go on a trip once a year. She was usually the organizer, but this group was not as big as it used to be. It could even be said that in her current group of friends, other than her brother and Hsu Yi-ting, there were only a few people on Jiaming's side. It was a little strange, but perhaps only this group of people who did not have much interest in her and who could remain aloof in front of her could be considered her true friends.
This was only an inference, and of course, the truth was not something that could be verified.
At the end of 2004, Jiaming went to a nearby city to buy materials for a clinic and a new house. Dongfang Wan happened to come here to discuss business with someone. The other party was a rather rude person with a background in the underworld. Thus, the two of them met and asked Jiaming to work as a bodyguard. In the end, things fell apart. Jiaming casually beat up a few people. The two of them ran out and strolled to the night market to eat while laughing. Dongfang Wan was drunk, and thus, something unexpected happened.
"Hey, Gu Jiaming, I like you … let's go to bed …"
They drank and walked along the road back to the hotel. It was very lively along the way. In front of an amusement park, Dongfang Wan sat on a bench by the road to enjoy the breeze. Then, she suddenly said this to Jiaming who was standing beside her.
"Are you drunk?"
"I said … let's go to bed!"
Dongfang Wan, who was wearing an elegant black dress, raised her voice.
A passerby looked at them in confusion. Jiaming glared at him and then looked at Dongfang Wan without saying a word.
"Didn't you hear me?
I like you! "The woman stood up and wobbled." I don't know why I like you!
Anyway … anyway, it's too late. I know you're married. You're with Lingjing and Shasha at the same time. You have other women … I don't want to care about you. I don't want you to take responsibility. I want to go to bed today. If you don't accompany me … I'll go call the ducks … "
Her voice became louder, and the passersby on the road looked over. Jiaming was silent and prepared to glare back at everyone. Dongfang Wan hugged him and pressed her drunk lips to his. Then, she suddenly covered her mouth and ran to the side to vomit.
Did they go to bed?
How would I know?
Our story began on November 2nd, 1991. Where should it end?
Perhaps it would be a good choice to put it on the same day in 2005. The time span was 14 years. Our protagonist had already passed his childhood and adolescence. He had become a surgeon who didn't have much reputation. Occasionally, he would announce that he would close for a day because of various things. Occasionally, he would be complained about because of his excessive treatment. In the eyes of the neighbors, he was just a harmless new neighbor. In the eyes of some males, he was a thorn in their side because he had occupied too many beautiful women.
What happened on this day?
Let me think.
Oh, Dongfang Lu and Dongfang Wan were here. Little Meng and Mu Qingqing were also here.
Dongfang Lu was not in Jianghai recently. After Ying Hai's death, his work center indeed turned to the south. He had begun to really manage some of the industries of Yanhuang Awakening. This time, he came back with great difficulty. Lingjing had been pregnant for nine months, so he wanted to come and have a look. Mu Qingqing was also pregnant and had a maternity leave. Although her belly was not obvious, because of the relationship between Little Meng and Jiaming, they were familiar with each other. So he came to exchange his experience and thoughts with Lingjing.
Although Mu Qingqing had been pregnant for a long time, it did not mean that she could not move. Lingjing and Shasha were ready to buy wool on the street today. Since everyone gathered together, it naturally became a group shopping. Dongfang Lu and Little Meng both drove here. There were eight people in this group. They went all the way to the nearby market and parked their cars. Then they walked slowly on the street. When they passed a promotional poster with the poster of Janet, the little queen of European singing, coming to promote her album in China, they happened to see Ya Han driving a sports car. Taotao was sitting in the passenger seat of the sports car. Then they greeted everyone.
"Don't Taotao have classes today?"
"The kindergarten teacher is ill and studying by herself. I happen to be free, so I pick Taotao up to play. Where are you going?"
"To buy wool …"
Ya Han got out of the car and greeted everyone. Jiaming squatted in front of Taotao. He always had a headache when it came to children. So the way of communication at this time was relatively simple. The father and daughter looked at each other for a while. Just now he said, "What do you want to eat?"
"Ice cream."
"Uh … Do you want to eat ice cream in winter?"
"You can eat it when you turn on the air conditioner. It tastes very good …"
Jiaming looked back at Ya Han. Ya Han curled her lips and said helplessly, "His grandpa always spoils him. When I went home a few days ago, I found that they were eating ice cream with the air conditioner turned on …"
Jiaming thought for a while and said, "Let's eat milk corn." He saw that it was sold on the opposite side of the street, so he made the decision. Taotao had to nod, "Oh."
"Do you want it?"
Jiaming asked Lingjing and others. Then he went to Dongfang Lu and Little Meng. They were talking about the poster next to them. Dongfang Lu frowned, "Now she comes to China to promote the foreign album. Is her agency stupid? They don't know how to promote at all. Jiaming, what do you think?"
"Yes, yes." Jiaming nodded, "Do you want to eat milk corn?"
After asking for the advice, Jiaming trotted all the way across the street, "Six." Then he was ready to take out three in each hand.
There was a commotion from behind. There were messy footsteps. Someone was shouting, "Don't move." "Don't run."
Jiaming took the milk corn and turned back slightly. A man was rushing out from the nearby alley. He carried a satchel and held a self-made gun in his hand. The crowd was frightened and fled in all directions. The police caught up from behind. Money flew out from the satchel that was not zipped up tightly from time to time.
It was obvious that he was a bank robber …
Jiaming thought so. The frightened crowd ran past him. The robber rushed to the left. Then he saw the police coming from the other side of the street, so he ran back.
Jiaming was about to sigh that the guy didn't have any skills. The guy raised the gun and pointed at Jiaming. One second later, the muzzle was put on Jiaming's forehead.
"Turn around, turn around, raise your hands …"
Jiaming held the milk corn with both hands. So what he had to do was to roll his eyes and turn around. In his sight, the crowd was fleeing in all directions. Several policemen pointed their guns at him from afar and shouted loudly. On the other side of the road, Dongfang Lu and Little Meng were walking towards him. Shasha and Xun pulled Lingjing and others to let them stay away. Ya Han held Taotao who wanted to run over. Taotao cried. The muzzle of the gun was pushed hard behind his head because of the owner's excitement. The robber shook the gun behind him and shouted hysterically.
"Go back. Don't come over!"
Dongfang Lu and Little Meng were still walking forward. They raised their hands.
"Calm down, calm down …"
As the crowd dispersed, a temporary empty space appeared on the originally bustling street. The chaos began to spread to a certain area, extending to the entire long street. Then, the impact began to diminish. After leaving the intersection, the surrounding streets were as noisy as before. People were walking, strolling, and chatting. Cars were still coming and going. Two police cars with sirens blaring had come from the city further away. The buildings in the city shrank in our eyes. Residential areas, parks, mansions, stadiums, courts, hospitals, schools, bookstores … Everything began to enter our field of vision. In the distance, the seawalls were still winding along the coastline of Jianghai. The rivers flowed into the sea, the bridges connected the different areas of the city. The busy harbor, the ships sounded their horns as they sailed out to sea. Seagulls flew in the sky. Around the city, the sea and the towering mountains were just as before …
Day and night alternated, and the four seasons changed. The sun cast a brilliant and magnificent red on the western horizon, dyeing the entire city. Then, darkness came with little lights. The lights of the vehicles flowed quickly in this city that never slept, converging into an endless river. When the night was at its darkest, a faint light would appear on the horizon. The dawn was accompanied by the crowing of the roosters. We opened the cover of the sky and the sunlight spread from the east, warming everything we saw. The shadows were like pointers, changing from long to short. As day and night flowed, the leaves would gradually turn yellow, covering the ground in a golden yellow. People would begin to wear thick clothes, and the trees would become bare branches. When the golden yellow turned to light gray, the rain would soak in waves, and then snow would fall bit by bit, gradually wrapping the entire city in silver. One day, the earth would recover, and the ice and snow would melt into the thin streams of spring. Buds would grow from the ground and branches, and the flowers would gradually turn red. However, one day, they would wither and turn into spring mud, waiting for the arrival of another season of flowers. In this kind of waiting, we would enter the season of fire. Clothes would begin to thin, and the beaches by the sea would gradually be filled with people ….
This was a city that existed between fantasy and reality. In this city, you could go forward or backward. You could enter his life and experience everything, or you could be isolated and watch from the sidelines.
Fourteen years ago, under the dim street lamp, the child's finger pulled the trigger. The gunshot woke up the cold winter night. Five years ago, in the summer, he sat on the seawall soaked by the setting sun, looking at the distant sunset. He wore blood-stained clothes, and beside him was a weapon that reaped lives. Before we could understand the meaning of youth, time had pushed us to a deeper age.
The gunshots from fourteen years ago were still ringing in his ears. He was already standing on an empty street in the city, holding a corn cob in his hand. The atmosphere was tense near and far. There were shouts in front and behind him. Police, robbers, guns filled with violence, hysteria, and spittle flying everywhere.
"Calm down, calm down …" Someone not far away raised his hand. "You've got the wrong person."
"Get out of my way!"
He pressed the muzzle behind his head, and the spring was deformed in the air. The gears in the barrel turned, locked, and loaded.
Click!
…
…
"You've really got the wrong person …"
(The Complete Book of Invikill)
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Since I woke up last night, I've written three chapters in a row. It should be more than fifteen thousand words. After I woke up, I started to write the summary of the Complete Book of Invikill.
Also, a word to the readers of DT. The DT will delete the ellipsis that separates the text, and it may delete the next line of text. The most important part of this chapter is actually the last sentence. I'm not sure if you guys can see it …