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Before Mr. Jiang became Mr. Jiang, he was called Jiang You. He himself forgot how he got the name. It must have been given by his parents, but he didn’t even remember who his parents were or what they looked like. I don't know where I came from, but I only remember the red poppies rooted in the deep mountains of Myanmar.

He was trafficked to the Golden Triangle, surrounded by children like him.People say that when children meet together, they are the most able to become friends.

But they're not, they're here to kill each other.

Jiang You didn't know what kind of pervert came up with such a rule. Someone always stuffed a knife into his hand and pushed him to stand on the ring. Opposite him was a child who was trembling with a knife like himself.

He still still remembers the appearance of the man who stuffed the knife into his hand. He was fat and big-eared, patting his face with a playful smile, "Bastard, kill him, so you can live."

Surrounded by the shouts of a group of people, the bright lights almost burned his eyes, and fear and the desire to survive hit him in an instant.

Many years later, he would see the splashed ink-like red that night in his dreams.

At that time, he thought that he might have to live in such a place for the rest of his life, living in this endless killing and fear, until he met Mu Chu.

Unlike the story Jiang Bai made up, Jiang Er saw Mu Chu in the arena, and he was still the one standing on the ring to survive, while Mu Chu was standing at the bottom, standing next to Qi Yao, who was a child at the time. , a pair of clear eyes fell on him.

The bell on the field rang, and he held a sharp dagger and stabbed at the opponent with all his strength.At that time, he had already lived in the arena for ten years, and he knew how to fight to satisfy those watching the theater below—only blood and death.

The bright light above the head was still dazzling, Jiang You's eyes were red, and the dagger that was raised high flashed a sharp light, and the moment it fell and raised again, the blade was covered with blood.

The young man's killing intent was calm, and everyone below was excited by the smell of blood.

Only Mu Chu, a trace of sadness flashed in his pupils, and his eyes met Jiang You who was on the field.

Jiang Er thought, why are you looking at him like that?Are you pitying him?

But what he hates the most is the pity of others.

That night, he slipped out of the arena and followed Mu Chu all the way, until in a back alley, the man was leaning against the wall, twisting shredded tobacco in his hand, looking at him rightly.

Jiang You paused, and also stared at Mu Chu blankly.

Mu Chu walked up to him, "Why are you following me?"

His eyes were beautiful, deep and clear, as if a pool of clear water filled his eyes, and Jiang Er saw himself from there.

He lowered his eyes, "Why did you look at me like that in the arena just now?"

Mu Chu didn't expect him to ask such a question, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then laughed, "How many blocks have you followed me just for this?"

"Are you pitying me?"

"Why should I pity you?" Mu Chu slightly raised his eyebrows and asked him back.

Jiang You was stunned.

Mu Chu approached his face and said word by word, "You are not the one who was killed, you are the one who killed!"

Mu Chu's words were like an electric current, and it ignited the bomb in Jiang You's head. He suddenly grabbed Mu Chu's collar and growled hoarsely, "I didn't mean it! I was forced. He doesn't die, he dies!" I am the only one!"

"Cough, cough..." The sudden constriction of the trachea made Mu Chu cough uncontrollably. He held Jiang You's arm with exposed veins, "You...let go!"

Jiang You let go of his hand quickly, and looked down at Mu Chu, who was bent down, his fists were clenched loudly, "I don't want to kill, but I also want to live, who is forcing us to kill our companions? Aren't you perverts? People like you, what qualifications do you have to accuse me? What qualifications do you have to sympathize with me? "

The hoarse voice of questioning fell into the alley, and was drowned in the noise of the street in an instant, just like how he had been persistently asking for an answer to find a way out all these years, when he threw a broken stone and sank to the bottom of the sea, there was no echo or sound. People care.

Jiang You took a few steps back, looked at Mu Chu with a self-deprecating look, then turned and left angrily.

"Jiang Er."

A weak voice sounded from behind.

Jiang You paused, and looked back at Mu Chu who was slowly straightening up.

"I bought your body contract with your boss, do you want to go with me? Do you want to use your own power to destroy the arena?"

Jiang Er followed Mu Chu and left the arena, went to Qi Ye's territory, and followed Mu Chu.

His name is Mr. Mu Chumu, and this title doesn't sound like a drug dealer in the drug trade at all, like he once met a teacher in a school in the town.

But Mu Chu gave him the impression that he was indeed a gentle and gentle teacher. Most of the time, he was calm and indifferent. Wherever you go, you will feel that he does not belong to this place.

He is not a few years younger than Mu Chu, but he would rather call him brother.But Mu Chu didn't agree, he said that if he was at home and he wanted to call someone else's brother, he just wanted to be a little brother, not someone else's brother.

Jiang You didn't understand, but he didn't ask, he was always stuffy.

Mu Chuxi is quiet, when Qi Yao doesn't come to disturb him, he will sit in the yard for a long time, holding a book in his hand, reading with relish for a long time under the sunlight falling under his feet.

But most of the time, I go to the top of the mountain and stand for a long time looking to the north.

Once, Jiang Er asked him, "Mr. Mu, what have you been watching?"

Mu Chu didn't answer him, but asked him instead, "Jiang Er, what do you expect?"

Jiang Er, "Are you looking forward to it? Does killing the boss of the arena count?"

Mu Chu frowned, "Aside from this, don't you have anything else you want to do? Don't you want to live your life well?"

Jiang Er was taken aback, his own life?

What kind of life is it?

Is it the kind of carefree life where you don't have to worry about whether death will come in the next second?Is it the kind of life where you have your own home, family and friends?

Does he deserve such a life?

He lowered his eyes and shook his head.

Those are too far away, too illusory, he dare not think about them.

"Jiang Er," Mu Chu called him, "the world is not just a place as small as the Golden Triangle. In other places, people live and work in peace and contentment, with relatives and friends by their side. That kind of life is something everyone in the world can have. you can also!"

"Mr. Mu..." Jiang Er was stunned for a few seconds, "Can I also lead a normal life?"

Can a person like him, who has lived in darkness and blood all year round, lead a normal life?

"It's fine, Jiang Er, as long as we escape from here and destroy it." Mu Chu looked at him firmly.

"Mr. Namu, do you also want to live like that?"

Jiang Er didn't know where the magic power was in the words he said, so Mu Chu's expression softened, and he looked into the distance again, "Jiang Er, do you know? I have a son, and if I have a chance, I will definitely take you there. Meet him, you'll love him, and he'll love you."

The wind in the valley blew up from low, and there was a constant whistling in Jiang You's ears, mixed with Mu Chu's soft words.

Perhaps there was too much expectation in that voice, and even he was also looking forward to it.

But the expectation was snuffed out in the darkness before it came to an end.

He met Ah Heng at the most inappropriate place, the child who would laugh when Mu first mentioned it.

The warehouse was suffocatingly hot, and the smell of blood could not dissipate from the tip of his nose. He hid in the corner, his throat was so dry that it was on fire, and he looked at Mu Chu tightly in his arms through the steel bars almost in despair. The child looked past the figures and faced him.

Those calm eyes were full of righteousness and firmness at the moment, and she shook her head lightly to tell him not to be impulsive, not to come out to save him.

But how could he not save him?

His life was given by Mu Chu, if not for Mu Chu, he would have died in the arena long ago.

But the accident happened too late for him to act, Qi Yao's sudden bet, the successive gunshots in the warehouse, and the child's crying were all tearing at Jiang Er's nerves.

He looked at Mu Chu's ashen pupils, and felt that his eyes suddenly went dark, and he returned to his most helpless childhood, when he was so desperate and powerless.

It's just that he was doing it for his own life at that time, but now it's for Mu Chu.

He bit his lower lip tightly, tasted a sweet smell in his throat, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and his breath sank in his lungs, like a heavy stone, pressed down inch by inch.

Mr. Mu, I'm sorry.

I swear on my life, I will definitely protect Ah Heng when he grows up.

This is the last thing I can do for you.

The winter in the Golden Triangle is better than nothing. After all, I wear a few more clothes, and the trees are bald, leaving only bare branches stretching to the sky.

The child is being punished in the yard at the moment, with two guns in his hands, raised upright, trembling.Sweat dripped down his cheeks, dripping to the ground.

Jiang Er stepped on his leather shoes and walked up to him to shield him from the harsh sunlight, only then did he realize that he and Mu Chu really looked alike, with similar eyes and charm.

I heard that he was so frightened by Qi Yao that he had a high fever, and after walking around Yan Luodian, he couldn't remember anything, his memory was blank, so Qi Yao took that white character as his name.

In fact, he has a very good name. Mu Chu said that Ah Heng's name was taken from the rising like the sun, the constant like the moon, called Mu Zhiheng, not blank white.

The child looked up at him without saying a word, just watched, with a vigilant expression, as if he was afraid of being beaten in the next second.

Jiang Er felt distressed.

He bent down, took the gun in his hand, and smiled, "Xiaobai, I'm Teacher Jiang."

From now on, you will follow me, and I will protect you when you grow up, okay?

The author says:

A brief history of Mu Chu and Mr. Jiang.

When he was in the Golden Triangle, Mu Chu had no wish, but just wanted to go home, watch his Ah Heng grow up, regard Qin Yiwen as his eldest brother, and regard Qin Ang as his other son.Teacher Jiang is the same, but he just wants to live an ordinary life.

Stepping on the last day of National Day, I am a person who has a beginning and an end!The National Day holiday is coming to an end!In fact, I am a person who has been studying for several days (crying) I hope everyone will study hard and work hard!good night~~