Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The autumn breeze brings a cool breeze. Tiananmen Square is crowded with people, and everyone's face is filled with excitement and pride.

Zhong Yuemin stood in a corner of the viewing platform, his eyes fixed on the slowly approaching rocket minelayer formation. His heartbeat accelerated with the rumbling sound of the engine, as if every vibration was connected to his blood.

The military parade continued, but Zhong Yuemin's eyes never left the rocket mine-laying vehicle formation.

"The 84 National Day Military Parade will be forever recorded in the annals of history and become our common pride," Zhong Yuemin said silently in his heart.

As the last rocket minelayer slowly drove past, thunderous applause and cheers broke out in the square. Zhong Yuemin stood straight, his heart filled with unprecedented satisfaction and pride. He knew that at this moment, he was not only a witness, but also a participant.

The audience in front of the TV screen may be able to feel the shock, but for Zhong Yuemin who was at the scene, that kind of intuitive feeling is irreplaceable by any image.

"This is our era, this is our spirit." Zhong Yuemin sighed silently in his heart.

The afterglow of the military parade has not yet completely dissipated, and the majestic military music is still echoing over the square, but the crowd has begun to gradually disperse, leaving behind laughter and indescribable excitement.

Zhong Yuemin, Zheng Tong and several teachers walked side by side on the way back, and everyone's face was filled with satisfaction and joy.

"Yuemin, today's military parade makes my blood boil!" Zheng Tong was the first to break the silence, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

Zhong Yuemin smiled and patted Zheng Tong on the shoulder. "Yes, our country is really getting stronger and stronger. It's a rare happy day today, buddy, let's treat you and have a good time together."

Zheng Tong waved his hands when he heard this. "Yuemin, what you said is wrong. You are not the only one who is happy today. If it were me, I would have to treat you to this meal. I would also have to invite a few teachers to share in the joy, so that they don't always say that I am stingy."

"Haha, Zheng Tong, when did you become so generous?" a teacher nearby joked.

"That's right, such a good thing can't be taken by you alone." Another teacher also agreed with a smile.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin smiled heartily. "Okay, stop arguing. I think we should all join in and get drunk. Anyone who is not drunk is not our buddy!"

"Yes, just drink until you die, who's afraid of who?" Zheng Tong slapped his thigh with a heroic look.

"Okay, it's settled!" Everyone responded, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

"Then let's go to the big restaurant over at Xuanwumen and eat good food. We have to enjoy ourselves today." Seeing that everyone was in high spirits, Zhong Yuemin suggested in a rare show of dominance.

"Okay, let's go to the big restaurant in Xuanwumen. I heard that the food there is excellent. We must try it today." Zheng Tong's eyes lit up when he heard this and he immediately agreed.

The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not dry. As soon as the group took a few steps, they met several teachers who were also immersed in the joy of the military parade. They asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

"We are going to a restaurant to celebrate. It's a rare day, so we need to relax." Zhong Yuemin replied with a smile on his face, and invited everyone. "Will you go?"

"Who's treating?" a teacher asked half-jokingly.

"Everyone should chip in to make it more fun!"

"Okay, let's go and join in the fun." When the teachers heard this, they all expressed their agreement.

As the number of people continued to increase, the original small team quickly grew into a team of more than 20 people. Everyone was laughing and the atmosphere was very lively.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin saw Song Xiangjun and a group of female teachers walking over, talking and laughing. He immediately shouted enthusiastically, "Teacher Song!"

Song Xiangjun looked up when she heard the voice and saw Zhong Yuemin's sunny smile and the huge crowd behind him. She couldn't help but laugh. "Zhong Yuemin, where are you leading the army to?"

"Haha...Teacher Song, we just finished watching the military parade. We are so excited that we plan to go to a restaurant to celebrate. You can come with us!" Zhong Yuemin invited sincerely.

Before Song Xiangjun could answer, a female teacher next to her started to make a noise. "Hey! Zhong Yuemin, are you only inviting Teacher Song and not us? You are too biased!"

Zhong Yuemin quickly waved his hands to explain. "How could that be possible! I was just afraid that you guys wouldn't want to join in the fun. Since everyone is saying so, then let's all come together! It's more fun when there are more people!"

"Then who will treat us?" another female teacher asked curiously.

"Don't worry, it definitely won't be you female comrades who will treat us." Zhong Yuemin replied with a smile, his tone carrying a bit of boldness and confidence.

When the female teachers heard this, they all started to make a noise. "What are we waiting for? Let's go quickly. If we dawdle any longer, all the delicious food in the restaurant will be snatched up!"

So, a group of people set out on the road to the hotel. They did not choose to take the bus, but enjoyed this rare walking pleasure, laughing and talking all the way, as if even the air was filled with the breath of joy. On this special day, they celebrated their joy and glory in the simplest way.

As they entered the spacious restaurant, they were greeted by a warm and lively atmosphere. They sat around a large round table, their laughter and conversation intertwined, making them seem particularly harmonious.

As the leader of the group, Zhong Yuemin showed his generous side as soon as he sat down and put forward his request to the restaurant owner. "Boss, we don't order dishes. Just serve whatever you think is good. But there is one thing! We don't ask for the best, but the most expensive. Two boxes of Maotai first, and red wine is also necessary. Give the most expensive ones to the female comrades, and don't tell me you don't have them."

Zhong Yuemin's words were somewhat joking, but they also revealed his importance and generosity towards this dinner. The restaurant owner was stunned at first, and then he was amused by Zhong Yuemin's humor. He looked up and down at the group of people, especially when he saw Song Xiangjun and more than a dozen beautiful female comrades, he muttered to himself that if it weren't for these female comrades, he would have thought he had encountered a group of hooligans.

However, when he looked closely, he found that although these people were dressed in ordinary clothes, they had extraordinary temperament and were obviously not ordinary people.

So the boss smiled and responded, "We have Maotai and red wine, I'll arrange it for you right away. But how come this dish is the most expensive? I have to make it clear, I don't have shark fin or bear paw here."

Hearing this, Song Xiangjun smiled and took over the conversation. "Boss, don't worry, we don't eat those weird things. Chicken, duck, fish and meat, as long as they are your restaurant's specialties, just serve them. We focus on the taste and atmosphere, not the expensive ingredients."

Upon hearing this, the boss nodded repeatedly, a satisfied smile on his face. As he spoke, he turned and left, preparing to arrange a sumptuous banquet according to their requirements.

Several male teachers said at this time, "Please be kind and have mercy on us. If we really have a luxurious meal like shark fin and bear paw, we will have to mortgage you here to pay for the meal!"

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin pursed his lips in a wronged manner and said with a smile, "Look at you guys. You are not happy about my brother's treat. What can I do? It really breaks my heart."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of the female teachers. They turned their heads, looked at Zhong Yuemin with a smile, and teased, "Hey! Zhong Yuemin, you want to be our brother? Then we have to think about it carefully."

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin immediately put on a "big brother" posture and said in a deep voice, "You won't suffer any loss if you call me brother. How does that saying go? Although you may go hungry nine times out of three days if you follow the big brother, every meal will be annoying - oh no, every meal will be happy!"

Zhong Yuemin's words made everyone laugh.

The laughter gradually died down, the food and drinks were served, and the aroma of the delicacies on the table was overflowing, making people salivate.

However, at this happy gathering, no one at the table was polite. Everyone consciously picked up the chopsticks and fed the delicious food into their stomachs continuously, for fear that their stomachs would not be able to keep up during the drinking competition later.

Zhong Yuemin was no exception. He did not clink glasses with anyone, but directly picked up the glass and drank it all. He then said with emotion, "Today's military parade looks really exciting! To be honest, I even cried. The sense of pride and shock is really beyond words."

After hearing this, a male teacher took over the conversation with deep emotion. "Don't mention you, I also felt a sore nose and dry eyes at that time. That kind of emotion just unconsciously surged into my heart. Who wouldn't be excited after watching it?"

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, and laughter rang out around the table again. This laughter was a recollection of the wonderful moments of the military parade, as well as a deep resonance with the country's strength and national pride.

Zhong Yuemin's words broke the silence of the scene like a spring breeze and rain. His hearty and powerful laughter ignited everyone's emotions again.

Zhong Yuemin stood up, holding up his glass high, as if announcing to everyone that he would not leave until he was drunk tonight. "I still say that, you are not allowed to leave until you are drunk, and whoever leaves is a grandson."

As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately aroused everyone's fighting spirit and pride. Zheng Tong was not to be outdone. He slammed the table, stood up, and pulled a few teachers around him to pick up their cups, echoing Zhong Yuemin from a distance. "There are so many of us, are we afraid of you?" His words were full of provocation and friendship.

In this way, a fierce drinking contest began. Everyone took turns drinking, enjoying themselves. After three rounds of drinks and five dishes, time passed quietly, but the atmosphere at the table became more intense.

The banquet gradually came to an end only when the restaurant owner began to urge impatiently, saying that he was about to close the restaurant.

Although everyone was a little tipsy, their faces were filled with satisfied and happy smiles. They supported each other and walked out of the restaurant, said goodbye to each other, and set out on their way home.

Zhong Yuemin staggered on his way home. The alcohol made it almost impossible for him to walk in a straight line. The night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but it also made the churning in his stomach even more intense.

Zhong Yuemin held onto a roadside electric pole, bent over, and tried to relieve the sudden feeling of nausea, but he couldn't vomit and only felt a tightness in his chest.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded in his ears. "Hey! What happened? Wasn't that quite amazing just now?" Zhong Yuemin barely raised his head, and with the help of the dim street light, he could see the face of the person clearly - it was Song Xiangjun.

Zhong Yuemin was a little surprised, and smiled a little embarrassedly. "Song, Teacher Song, you haven't left yet?"

Song Xiangjun patted his back gently and said with concern, "I saw that you drank a lot, and I was worried that you were not safe alone, so I thought of waiting for you for a while. I didn't expect that you were really... okay?"

Zhong Yuemin felt a warm current in his heart. He didn't expect that Song Xiangjun didn't leave at this late hour because she was worried about him. He forced a smile and replied, "Song, Teacher Song, I... I may have drunk a little too much."

Song Xiangjun frowned slightly when she heard that, but then relaxed her brows. She gently supported Zhong Yuemin, allowing him to lean more comfortably. "Come, sit here and rest for a while." She pointed to the steps next to her and motioned Zhong Yuemin to sit down.

After sitting down, Zhong Yuemin felt a little better, but the nausea still lingered. Seeing this, Song Xiangjun took out a tissue and a water cup from her bag and handed them to Zhong Yuemin. "Drink some water first and see if it can relieve the pain."

Zhong Yuemin hesitated for a moment before taking the water bottle and taking a sip. The cool water instantly moistened his throat and made him a little more sober. He looked up at Song Xiangjun, his heart filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Teacher Song. It's so late, and I'm still bothering you."

Song Xiangjun smiled slightly, and that smile was as warm as the spring breeze. "It's okay, how do you feel now?"

"much better."

Song Xiangjun stood up firmly and said to Zhong Yuemin gently, "Let's go. I'll support you. Let's go to the main intersection in front to get a taxi. This place is too remote and it's not easy for a taxi to come."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded, looking at Song Xiangjun gratefully. Under the dim street lights, the shadows of the two were stretched out very long, and they walked towards the main intersection leaning against each other.

There are few pedestrians on the streets of Beijing at night, with only bicycles shuttling around. Occasionally a few cars whiz by, breaking the tranquility of the night, but there is no sign of taxis.

"There are no more than 1000 taxis in Beijing. I don't know if I can get one so late at night." Song Xiangjun complained softly, but there was no real anxiety in her tone. Instead, there was a sense of helplessness and understanding towards life.

The two finally reached the main intersection, but the scene before them was not much better than before. Under the dim light, apart from a few pedestrians and the occasional passing car, there was still no sign of a taxi. The bus had also stopped running long ago, and the whole city seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

In desperation, the two had to sit on the curb, waiting for the taxi that would appear at any time. Everything around them seemed so quiet and distant, with only the sound of each other's heartbeat and breathing echoing in their ears.

"Don't worry, there will always be a way." Song Xiangjun comforted Zhong Yuemin, and it seemed like she was comforting herself.

The night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but Song Xiangjun's heart was warm.