"Uncle Zhang, you ask me, who should I ask? I have no idea about what happened between them."
Song Henian smiled slightly and said, "We were walking together after the class reunion today and planned to come back to this side of the school for a stroll."
"Then why was that guy carrying Chu Chu on his back?"
"Uncle, Chu Chu injured her foot and cannot move easily. Didn't you see the wound on her foot still bleeding?"
"Oh, then they should have treated it quickly. How can they have the leisure to come for a walk in the school? You guys are too careless."
"It's okay, the wound has already been treated, and there won't be any problems."
Song Henian walked into the security room and picked up Uncle Zhang's thermos cup. He also took a disposable cup and poured himself a cup of water, chatting and laughing with Uncle Zhang.
While they were chatting, Wang Chao had already taken Yang Mi to stroll around the school field.
At this moment, all the students were already in the evening self-study. Some classes could still be heard reciting ancient poems like "Amid the high wind and the lofty sky, the sad monkey's cries ring out. White birds fly back to the sandbank clear and blue."
In the school's "English Corner," some high school students were reciting English words and some students were conversing in English.
Some students in the classrooms were taking tests for certain subjects.
Wang Chao and Yang Mi sat on the school field, looking around and sighing.
Only eight short years had passed, and the school field had changed from a small forest to a modern one with a football field, a track, and even a basketball court.
There were also many ping-pong tables on the edge of the field.
"I never thought that after we graduated, the school would become so nice." Yang Mi said with emotion.
"It's one of the rules of the school that the school will definitely get better after you graduate." Wang Chao laughed.
The two chatted on and off, talking about many things from the past and discussing their beautiful high school days.
During this time, Wang Chao went to the school clinic, found gauze and alcohol, and disinfected and bandaged Yang Mi's wound.
Looking at Wang Chao seriously treating the wound, Yang Mi sincerely said, "Wang Chao, when did you become so capable?"
In her memory, Wang Chao, although also a bit unruly, did not have such great strength. Now, he was so powerful that he crushed so many snakes in the blink of an eye and nearly killed Shen Xiangdi so decisively.
Such skills and methods were shocking to her.
"Just learned some skills through some experiences." Wang Chao said lightly.
All his skills were learned in hell, and they were gifts from surviving life and death struggles, in the midst of gunfire and bullets, and hovering between life and death.
Thinking about the things he had experienced before, Wang Chao felt quite emotional. The wars of blood and bones from the past seemed like they had happened yesterday.
He stood in the city, sitting between the old school buildings, feeling like he had just taken a nap on the school playground and had a very long dream. But when he opened his eyes, the school playground had changed, and so had he. Memories of the past flashed through his mind. Wang Chao looked at everything in the school, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, with mixed feelings. Although it was his alma mater, it no longer belonged to him.
"Time passes so quickly. I used to think that growing up was far away, and I was always eager to grow up. Now that I have grown up, I realize that studying in school was the most carefree time," Wang Chao said with emotion.
"Yes, if possible, I really want to live in a carefree high school life forever," Yang Mi nodded in agreement.
"That's where you're wrong. I don't want to be trapped in high school," Wang Chao laughed.
Although he missed the innocence of high school, he had no regrets about everything he had experienced. "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." He had gone through so much hardship and gained so much ability. Now he had the ability to protect his family, stand up for his friends, and be there when his friends and family needed him. It was all worth it.
Yang Mi looked up at Wang Chao with a surprised expression. She thought for a moment and finally said, "Wang Chao, I want to arrange a dinner party to reconcile you and Duan Wuya."
"I appreciate your kindness, but there's no need. Duan Wuya is just a small fry, I don't even take him seriously," Wang Chao said confidently.
Not long ago, he had completely crushed Duan Wuya. Even if Duan Wuya was in front of him now, he probably wouldn't be so arrogant.
"Duan Wuya's father is a five-star general who holds great power in the Canton Military District. If you fight him, you won't be his match," Yang Mi looked worried.
Wang Chao smiled and didn't continue the conversation. Yang Mi frowned slightly. She looked at Wang Chao's determined and disdainful eyes and immediately understood that he was also a proud person and would not compromise.
So she didn't continue on this topic and changed the subject. "I saw you were very good at carving before. Can you give me a jade stone?"
Wang Chao was generous and directly took out all the stones and put them in front of Yang Mi. "Pick whichever one you like."
Yang Mi looked at the stones with shining eyes, feeling like she wanted everything. It was too artistic! Too beautiful! Too lifelike!
However, she was also very restrained and not so greedy. She picked up a jade stone in the shape of a spirited horse and smiled, "My zodiac sign is a horse, so I'll choose this one. Thank you."
"By the way, what do you want? As a return gift, I will also give you a present," Yang Mi asked.
"I don't feel like I want anything special. If you want to give me a gift in return, it's up to you," Wang Chao smiled.
"Okay, give me your address, and I'll send you a gift later," Yang Mi smiled, holding the jade stone in the shape of a warhorse in her palm as if it were a treasure, reluctant to let go.
"This jade stone has been polished. If you wear it for a long time, it will bring you good luck and fortune," Wang Chao said seriously.
"Do you still believe in these things? Isn't it superstition?" Yang Mi asked.
"Some things have been passed down for thousands of years and have their own reasons," Wang Chao said.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. From today on, I'll wear it with me all the time," Yang Mi nodded seriously, her eyes full of admiration for Wang Chao.
In the fishing village.
Seventh brother had arrived at the scene and was dissecting and examining the bones of He Guang to determine the cause of death.
Cui Hong looked at the bones, especially at the deformed bone in He Guang's arm, and was even more certain that these were He Guang's remains.
Who killed him?
Cui Hong smoked his cigar and looked coldly at Seventh brother, "Have you found any clues yet?"
If they could find out how He Guang was killed, they might be able to deduce who the killer was based on the method.
Seventh brother did not answer and continued to examine the bones.
Cui Hong continued smoking and waited patiently.
Just then, Fourth brother received a phone call, and his expression changed as he exclaimed, "What did you say? Third brother's throat was cut?!"
"Who did it?"
"Who dared to attack even Third brother?"
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