Xiangjiang old events [entertainment circle]

Because part of the runway at the nearby airport was built using the former walls of the Walled City, the plane will soon reach the sky above the Walled City after taking off, and there will be a huge roar. After getting used to this law, there will be a An unwritten unspoken rule.

With the roar of the plane, the gunshots that plundered the fresh life were covered up.

Once this "cover" is missed, then even if this person deserves to die today.

Seeing that only a young guy and the postman in the city had seen his execution this time, Brother Xiong stared at them coldly for a while, then finally withdrew the Tokarev in his hand.

"You guys know what to do, if I hear something later..." Brother Xiong wiped his neck, warned the two of them, and then left with his men.

It's not impossible to silence them all, but one of them is the postman in the Walled City. If you do something to him, it means that the whole Walled City will know that they have done something today.

Just think of it as giving old man Cao a face.

Seeing Brother Xiong lead the people away, Jiahui and Weizai ran back to the west side hand in hand in shock, after confirming that the corner of the rooftop was safe and uninhabited, Fang finally relaxed.

"Why did you risk helping me?"

"I just don't want to see a good cop disappear where no one knows."

Hearing this, Wei Zai looked at Jia Hui secretly again: deep in the back of the postman's eyes, there was the same kind of indescribable light like his own.

And his appearance looks familiar...

Therefore, Wei Tsai couldn't help thinking of the words of his boss Li Sir: "newcomers" are not suitable, so what about "old people"?

He probably knows that Li Sir has a secret undercover agent in the Walled City, so that every patrol can be completed without any surprises, but there is no information about who this undercover is—but now it seems that the answer has already been revealed. It's ready to come out.

After returning home, Wei Tsai took out the photo he had seen countless times.

Seeing that in the lower left corner of the photo, the person who only showed most of his face had the same eyebrows and eyes as the postman who rescued him today, Wei Tsai immediately showed a knowing smile.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly received another call from the police station.

"What, Li Sir was injured by gangsters today, and is now unconscious in the hospital?" Wei Tsai was shocked when he heard this, "Okay, I'll go over and sort out the files he left right away."

Knowing that his boss's injury was not serious, and he only needed to sort out the files and wait for him to be discharged from the hospital without handing over to others, Wei Tsai breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly grabbed his things and went out.

On the Walled City side, a group of people are watching the news in front of the TV in the grocery store.

"Today's latest news: Hongfa Real Estate has successfully acquired most of the land in the Kowloon Walled City, and will soon cooperate with other real estate companies to carry out the demolition and new construction of the Kowloon Walled City..." From time to time, a few "snowflakes" of the old On the TV, the dignified-looking announcer was speaking in the calmest tone, words that made the people in the Walled City feel like a bolt from the blue.

"How did this happen? Didn't He Bo of the Welfare Association ask us to sign or print our fingerprints to boycott the demolition, and said that it is very likely that the boycott will succeed again?" An old man fell down on the wet ground with a full expression on his face. I couldn't believe the panic of reality, "Uncle He is such a good person, there is no reason to lie to us..."

"He's such a fart! He Defu, a servant, has been on the line with Hongfa for a long time!" A middle-aged man scolded angrily, "He sold us for a good price, and now he has taken his grandson to live outside !"

"Uncle He ran away?!" Everyone asked with angry faces.

"I saw the news in the newspaper early this morning, and wanted to ask him what was going on, but it turned out that not only his family, but also the fish egg factory was closed!" The middle-aged man was an employee of He Bo fish egg factory. The more he talked, the more angry he became, the more angry he became, the sadder he became, "I paid such a little demolition fee, and now I don't even have a job. What will my big family do in the future..."

Seeing the figure of the middle-aged man squatting helplessly, many people fell silent.

Yun Ji, who was standing on the sidelines and watching coldly, turned around and quietly walked away from this place full of helplessness and sadness.

Ah Rong, who found that she was not in the right state, asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

"I thought, seeing this scene, I should be very happy..." Yun Ji shook his head, "But I don't know why, I didn't feel a little bit happy, but I didn't know what I should think or do gone."

When she was helping He Bo's fish egg factory to repair the machine, she discovered something wrong with the so-called "People's Wish Letter": Few middle-aged and elderly people in the village could read big characters, but this document of Uncle He's It also used particularly cumbersome words and words plus English, which is expected to be used to change the appearance and steal the dragon.

At that time, she didn't expose it, but she still had some expectations, looking forward to what the people in the Walled City would look like when they discovered this problem.

But after seeing this scene today, she found that she was not as happy as she had expected.

On the contrary, she even began to doubt whether she should have done what she did in the first place.

"This proves that in your heart, there is more love than hate." Ah Rong, who was walking on her left, smiled: The person in front of her kept saying that she wanted revenge and wanted to see the people in the Walled City look unlucky, but In fact, it is impossible to do or see such a thing.

The two walked silently in the alleyway that they had walked through countless times. In the dim light, the hand of the person on the left moved, as if he wanted to grab the person on the right.

It's a pity that the hesitant fingertips trembled, and finally withdrew this deeply buried affection.

The Walled City will soon be demolished, and these stolen times will finally come to an end, buried along with their unfulfilled purpose in this area that will soon become history.

At this time, the wandering Yunji suddenly took the initiative to come forward and proposed that she could take the dragon mother out to have a look outside.

Hearing this, Luang Po, who was rejected by other neighbors who were busy packing things, smiled gratefully at Yunji: "Thank you, they don't have time to take me out, and I dare not go out by myself..."

The old and the young, who usually dislike each other, finally smiled at this moment and wiped out their grievances.

Sitting on the bus, Luang Po chatted with the two of them: "After I came down from above (mainland), I have been living in the city and never went out. Unexpectedly, at this age, I have to go out instead. It's..."

But the outside world is changing too fast, the heavy traffic and shoulder-to-shoulder crowds opened Luang Po's eyes, and also made her old face full of worries about the unknown future.

Walking full of melancholy, I accidentally went the wrong way.

"Be careful!" Yun Ji had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and rushed to the side when the truck was about to hit Long Po.

Ah Rong, who was buying ice cream next to him, and Wei Zai, who was passing by, were startled, and hurried across the road to the two who had fallen to the ground.

It wasn't until after carrying the two of them to the hospital for X-ray diagnosis and treatment that Ah Rong turned his head and looked at Wei Zai, who was kind and helpful, and said, "Thank you very much this time."

"You don't need to be so polite, normal people will help as soon as they see this kind of thing." Wei Tsai laughed.

During the conversation, the doctor opened the curtain, and explained to Ah Rong that Luang Phor's injury was only a minor fall, which did not reach the bone, and that she is already receiving dressing and bandaging.

"What about Xiaoyun?" Arong asked urgently.

"She's only slightly bruised, but..." The doctor pulled him into a corner and whispered bad news to him: the blood test report showed that Yun Ji was suspected of having blood cancer.

"Sir, are you alright?" Ah Rong's figure shook when he heard the news, and the doctor hurriedly hugged him by the shoulders in fear that he might not be able to bear the stimulation and suddenly collapse.

Wei Zai, who was standing politely not far away, shrank his pupils when he saw this scene: If this man named "A Rong" grows a beard and wears glasses...

The reason why his brother failed in his actions back then was that he was betrayed by his friends.

However, after the experience of surviving a near-death in the Walled City, Wei Zai no longer had the previous impulsiveness and recklessness.

He clenched his fists and looked at the back of Ah Rong and the three of them leaving. Wei Zai followed secretly. After getting the address of the two in the city, he left the city without a sound.

And Ah Rong, who returned home, tossed and turned all night, but never told her the real situation of Yunji.

The next day, the two were awakened by screams outside.

"What happened?" Arong asked a child as he hurriedly put on his coat and walked out.

"The dragon mother made herself into a cured duck and hung it on the beam!" The young child still didn't understand the boundary between life and death, so he said innocently what adults sounded extremely cruel and terrifying.

But what is even more frightening is that the two people who came to the door of Long Po's house also saw the bleakness of life in the eyes of some elderly people who were watching.

The volunteers of the welfare association were packing up the things in the house. When they saw Yun Ji approaching, they handed her a small paper bag: "Your name is written on it, and it may be what Luang Po wants to give you."

Luang Phor was always in arrears with various fees for a day or two. The volunteers thought it was the arrears that Luang Phor was planning to pay back to Yun Kee before she died.

Yun Ji opened it with trembling hands, but what caught his eyes was not the expected dilapidated change, but some scattered newspaper clippings: "The widow of the worker who died in Hongfa committed suicide by swallowing detergent", "A young girl was burnt, and her relatives abandoned her ", "Crowds in the Walled City Beg for Pensions for the Distressed Workers of Hongfa", "For Money?The young girl who was burned in the Walled City was finally adopted by her uncle"...

Except for those bold and black headlines, the detailed report below is even more detailed about the past when my uncle’s business failed, but suddenly there was a turnover of funds, so that the reporter who wrote this report couldn’t bear it at the end. Adding to this is the suspicion that my uncle's family swallowed up Father Yun's pension...

"It turns out that what I always thought was all wrong..." Thinking of the past when his aunt apologized to her in a hoarse voice before she died, Yun Ji finally understood: it turned out that her aunt's apology was not because she felt that she could no longer take care of her And the reason why she was suspended from school to take care of the injured in the hospital, but to apologize for their family cheating her for so many years.

Unfortunately, the most complicated thing is that until the last moment of life, uncle and aunt still did not tell the truth.

And all the people in the city who have helped her have been hiding this cruel truth, preferring to be resented by her, rather than telling the truth, shattering her self-deceiving illusions all these years.

Even Ah Rong is the same.

In the silent night, Yun Ji, who was sobbing, was embraced by Ah Rong for the first time, comforting and comforting him tenderly.

But until the end, there was only a light kiss on the forehead between the two, which implied the obsessive attraction and helpless distance between the two hearts.

The first ray of light in the early morning cannot be seen in the walled city, only the beeping of the alarm clock, which not only shows its presence, but also tells the world that a new day is coming.

Yun Ji, who came back to his senses, hurried out with the toolbox.

Knowing that she was going to apologize according to the list, Ah Rong sighed deeply.

After finally suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, when Ah Rong was making breakfast and reading the historical materials of the Walled City, Yunji's previous words suddenly flashed in his mind.

I always thought it was all wrong...

If what they thought all along was wrong—then, what exactly did Ah Qiang mean by his original reminder?

That thing is hidden in the most unlikely place of the Walled City, but people are accustomed to its existence.

The scalding hot oil exploded as the spatula rolled up the pancake. Arong, who was scalded by the splashing oil, shook his hands and looked down at the rolled up pancake in the iron pan.

In an instant, those complex, sealed clues in my mind that have been lingering but cannot be captured, flashed, merged, and blended in this instant...

Ah Rong hurried to the side of the two abandoned cannons in the city walled city. After looking around to confirm that there was no one around, he panted heavily and began to search.

Before the Walled City was called "Walled City" in the early years, it was the garrison of the Qing army. Naturally, it also had two cannons responsible for defense and attack. However, until the year when the Qing army withdrew, these two cannons were not used.

After the Qing army left here and the poor people from all over the place gathered, the two cannons were kept here as a souvenir by the people in the Walled City.

This is the most obvious thing, and the people who are most used to going to the walled city don't think there is any problem with their existence...

With great difficulty and care, he took out a small plastic bag from the rusty ammunition filling machine. After Arong quickly restored it to its original state, he turned his head again and ran back home without stopping.

After sending the message to the contact person through the agreed password, Ah Rong looked at the account book in his hand, and a bold idea that went against the original intention suddenly came up.

That night, Wei Zai, who received a coded message in Li Sir's office, hurried to a certain corner of the west of the city where goods were piled up.

Ah Rong, who was shot in the shoulder, was quite surprised when he saw the person coming: "Why is it you?!"

"Li Sir was in the hospital recently, I helped him sort out the files, and I was the one who received the code." Wei Tsai explained in a low voice, "Since your conscience has found out that you have made up for your mistakes, I should give you a chance..."

After hearing Wei Zi's words, Ah Rong smiled wryly: "I can't help it, it was for Xiao Yun's surgery fee back then, and now it's also..."

"But why did you notify the police again?" Wai Jai asked.

"The thing in my hand is a fake. The real one is at Xiaoyun's house. I also left her a code." Ah Rong shrank aside and wrapped his shoulders with a rag. Get enough surgery fees..."

"You made a mistake once back then, why do you keep making mistakes again and again?!" Thinking that he had already planned to hand over the account books to the police, but he wanted to get one fish and two meals under the short-term information gap, Wei Wei Zai said through gritted teeth.

"There is no reason, you remember that I am a traitor who betrayed my friends, I will leave the account books to you for meritorious service, I will take the money, and fly away with Xiao Yun..." Ah Rong turned his head and looked at the large group of black people who were chasing after him. film.

Unexpectedly, in a scuffle, it was Wai Jai who was inexperienced in street fighting who was shot first and fell to the ground.

"I cover you to leave, but you have to remember, after you get out, return my brother's innocence!" After the failure of the undercover operation that year, Ah Qiang was still unable to resume his identity as a policeman and be buried. This is the eternal pain in Wei Zai's heart.

"The new postman is Li Sir's undercover agent in the Walled City. Go find him, and he will help you leave the Walled City!" Wei Zai moved his injured leg to hide behind the goods, growling in a low voice.

"Is he also an undercover agent?" Ah Rong frowned, but he couldn't help thinking about the current situation. After gritting his teeth and taking a look at the wounded and stubborn Wei Zai, he finally got up and walked to the other side, "Don't worry, your brother will always know Clearly..."

When he fled all the way to the front of the shack where Jiahui lived, Arong, who was brought in by Jiahui, saw a scene that he absolutely could not accept.

Yun Ji, covered in blood, was lying on the plank bed. No matter how old man Cao pressed down on her abdominal wound, it was of no avail.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and his heart seemed to be broken all over the ground.

"What happened, what happened?" Ah Rong's voice was almost inaudible.

"Yunji went to Hongfa's company to help us steal the contract, and was discovered by Hongfa's people..." Old Uncle Cao said heavily, "And when she escaped back, people thought she was being chased by enemies outside. She usually The popularity is not good, so no one opened the door for her to hide..."

At this time, Yun Ji was completely speechless, and moved his weak hand forward, which was immediately held tightly by Ah Rong.

But even without any sound, he could tell that she said three words to him with her lips: sorry.

She has always known the unavoidable affection between the two of them during these years of getting along; but because there is A Qiang who died indirectly because of her, she has already guessed the truth. , or has been deceiving himself and putting the name of a traitor on him, trying to use the most indifferent attitude to separate the distance between the two.

Because of this, neither of them finally managed to break through the layer of window paper that could be easily broken.

And while those brown eyes lost all their brilliance, Ah Rong's eyes also seemed to lose the brilliance they had always held on to.

After avoiding Uncle Cao, the desperate Ah Rong handed over the contract stolen by Yunji and the account books he found to Jiahui.

Afterwards, he closed Yun Ji's eyes with his hands, hugged her and disappeared into this troubled night.

The sun rose from the horizon, and Wei Tsai, who was sent to the hospital by Li Sir who discovered the situation, finally woke up slowly.

But when he wakes up this time, what he faces is a reversal of everything in the past: the person who leaked the secret back then and caused the failure of the undercover operation was not Ah Rong, but his brother Ah Qiang.

In order to raise enough money for his girlfriend Xiaoyun's surgery, Ah Qiang told Hongfa about the account book, hoping to exchange it for money.

It's a pity that Ah Qiang is not the opponent of Hongfa and those people. Not only did he not get the money, but he even took it out himself.

On his deathbed, Ah Qiang uses the information from the book burial place to remind him to exchange with his betrayed friend Ah Rong and ask him to help take care of his girlfriend Xiao Yun.

And Arong used all his savings, plus part of the funds for the operation in advance, to collect Xiaoyun's surgery fee, and then he has been hiding in the city walled, and Li Sir, who is pretending to be a "rich woman", passed letters in code words. information.

And Arong would be willing to bear the name of a traitor who "betrayed his friends" for so many years, not only because he personally caught Ah Qiang who was seriously injured and dying, but also because he gradually fell in love with his friend's girlfriend during those years. —He confessed in this respect that he had betrayed his friend.

Therefore, even if Ah Qiang "died in the line of duty", the police did not have any reason to restore his identity. It was not what Wei Tsai thought was to hide everything in order to continue the undercover operation.

"If your contact person in the Walled City has always been Ah Rong, then Cao Jiahui..." Wei Zai looked horrified.

Following his gaze, the camera shifted to the TV set on the wall of the ward. The dignified announcer still explained the demolition work of the Kowloon Walled City in her gentle and calm tone.

And, the new designers.

"Mr. Cao Jiahui, one of the designers, was born in the Walled City. May I ask why you volunteered to join the demolition and reconstruction of the Walled City?"

"Because I want to see a better future for Xiangjiang."

"However, many people in foreign countries believe that the Walled City is a rare man-made miracle in modern times, and many people have jointly signed a letter, requesting that a part be preserved as a memorial museum..."

"If the mess can be regarded as a miracle and a soul, I would rather it never existed - something based on pain cannot be called true aesthetics. What I want to see is that Xiangjiang people will have a more Clean and more comfortable nice home...”

As his seemingly hopeful words fell, behind the scenes that were not captured by the camera screen, the crying old people were driven out of the city wall by robust workers in protective clothing like animals.

"It's going to be demolished right now, it's very dangerous, come out and stay here!" the worker shouted gruffly.

"That's the home we've lived in for decades!" The old people broke down in tears, "Why do you treat the old people like this?"

"The law of heaven? The law of heaven is that when the time comes, don't live so long, occupying the place of the youngsters, and preventing the earth from turning! It's all right now, if you don't reach the shore at both ends, you will suffer in the future!"

"We are old, but can this be our fault..." The expressions of the old people were sad and desperate.

Seeing the miserable fate of his decades-old neighbors with grief, Uncle Cao angrily grabbed his grandson's sleeve: "Did you see it?! Tell me, do people have to be treated like this when they are old?!"

"Of course I don't think so. It's because they are unwilling to accept new things and insist on nostalgia for the dirty and messy slums of the past!" Jiahui grasped the blueprint in his hand: he sacrificed his life in order to be one of the chief designers. So much, why did Grandpa know how to scold him?

Although he lied to his grandfather and said he would resign, he actually agreed to the company's undercover plan, sneaked into the city to draw up drawings of the internal situation, and even handed over to the company everything left to him by Arong and Yunji... But he also did it for The future of Xiangjiang!

"Reform must be accompanied by bloodshed and sacrifice. This is an inevitable thing in the development of history!" Jiahui seemed to be arguing, "A place like this should have disappeared long ago!"

"Do you think this will make the walled city disappear? No, never..." Angered by Jiahui's way of still thinking that what he did was right, Old Man Cao covered his heart, and fell down on the ground in pain. on the ground.

His grandson is still too young to see the truth of the world clearly...

As soon as the screen changed, Jiahui opened a letter left by Mr. Cao under the urging of Jiahui's girlfriend to "see what inheritance your grandfather left you".

There is no proof of assets in it, only nine crooked words: The Walled City will never disappear.

Dissatisfied with his grandfather's behavior of contradicting himself until the last moment of his life, Jiahui casually tossed the letter aside, and hurriedly carried his briefcase to the streets outside the walled city.

Gazing at the front that has been demolished to pieces, Jiahui held up a blueprint of a large commercial and residential building in front of his eyes, showing an extremely happy smile——

In the accelerated empty mirror picture, all the developments of the world are in a short period of time, high-rise buildings are pulled up from the ground, high-rise buildings are razed to the ground, the old are replaced with new ones, and the sea is filled with land...

Until 30, 2012 years later, was marked on the TV news screen.

"Today, there was another robbery and murder case in Chongqing Mansions. The deceased He Moumou was stabbed dozens of times, and the treatment was invalid..." The announcer broadcast another murder case expressionlessly. Chungking Mansions has also been reduced to the new "Kowloon Walled City of Ethnic Minorities".

Jiahui, whose temple hair has already been frosted white, looked at the old man sitting on the roof in grief over the death of his grandson on the screen, and vaguely recognized He who betrayed his relatives and friends in the city in order to escape from the city and change his class. Bob's appearance.

"Xingzi seems to live in Chungking Mansions, doesn't he?" Jiahui looked at his wife.

"Isn't it?" My wife said disgustedly, "It's my fault that my old man can't do great things and has no virtue. After doing so many things, he only got back a piece of tofu in Quarry Bay. Now there is no other way." I will live in Chungking Mansions again, and I may have to move to those 'coffin houses' in the future..."

Jiahui was silent for a while, then slowly stood up, and went back to the desk in the room to search.

People of the older generation like to use a large piece of glass to spread on the desk. First, it can prevent the desktop from being worn out. Second, it can also press some materials under the glass, which is convenient for reference when writing in front of the desk.

Therefore, in places not covered by Jiahui's body, under the transparent glass, there were yellowed newspaper clippings: "The police undercover sent electronic evidence, Hongfa's crimes were exposed", "The old man from the walled city followed Reports: Many people have committed suicide", "Hongfa collapsed overnight, and major real estate companies are scrambling to find the leak", "The government stepped in to take back the land in the Walled City and plans to build a memorial park", "Chungking Mansions 30-year murder statistics", "Quarry Bay There are plans for a new building"...

After taking a sum of savings behind his back and giving it to his wife to rent a house for his son Xingzai, Jiahui dragged his old and heavy body to the rooftop.

Sitting quietly on the roof and looking at the construction of other places is a way he is used to mediate his mood.

Some trembling hands can no longer draw the perfect blueprints of the past, but his heart is still soaring in the dream of future construction.

Suddenly, the loud roar of the plane passed over the sky again - because the international airport was built nearby, when the plane left the airport to the sky above Sha Tin, it would also turn south and pass by Quarry Bay.

But even the noise and the increasingly dense and crowded commercial buildings can't stop people's desire to have a home.

He saw with his own eyes that Quarry Bay, which was once an industrial area and a residential area, was erected next to the building he lived in, one after another, dividing the world here into an airtight.

Sometimes, when looking down from the rooftop, the square gap surrounded by tall buildings is like the abyss of a monster, waiting to devour the blood and flesh of ordinary people.

Looking at the tall buildings that are gradually being built in the distance, flailing and spreading in the afterglow of the setting sun, Jiahui seems to have returned to the dusk of the rooftop with the huge roar.

He thought that the existence of the Walled City, which was a collection of all kinds of coincidences and deformed, was a historical stain, but at this moment, he finally understood that the birth and derivation of the Walled City was not accidental.

And the last letter sent by his grandfather before his death was only today, and he has just realized the true meaning of it deeply——

As long as capital still exists in this world, the Walled City will never disappear.