The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 258 I Just Want You To Live
On the street, cars lined up in a long queue, which seemed endless and very spectacular.

However, the people walking on the road had laughing and laughing expressions in their eyes. They knew that today was the National Day, but they dared to drive out. It was just asking for it.

Wang Chen rode a bicycle forward slowly. He knew that the traffic jam was only temporary now, and many places would become empty after a while.

Because later on, all these people will gather in the same place to watch the spectacular moment of the whole country!
Abandoning the distracting thoughts in his mind, Wang Chen pedaled his bicycle quickly with both feet. The sky is not completely bright yet, and there are so many people on the road.

Arriving at the subway station, Wang Chen was crowded in the subway.

The sky was completely bright, and Wang Chen finally arrived at the place he was going to - Tiananmen Square.

Looking at the sea of ​​people, Wang Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath. There are so many people, he still can't help himself, maybe he can't even see Mao.

Scratching his head with some headaches, Wang Chen looked at the soldiers and security personnel who were maintaining order, his eyes rolled slightly.

"It seems that we still need to find an acquaintance."

With a sigh in his heart, Wang Chen took out his mobile phone and looked at the phone number on it. After searching back and forth several times, Wang Chen didn't know who to call.

"Ah--"

When he noticed a phone number, Wang Chen smiled, but the smile was very bitter, he deleted the phone number, and then put the phone into his trouser pocket.

He didn't think about calling his acquaintances to find a good place, and he didn't continue to crowd inside, but turned and left.

Wang Chen paused when he passed a passage with few people, took a look along that passage, and then continued walking forward.

When Wang Chen left, Duanmu Ruoshui came to the passage, she looked at Wang Chen's back and shouted: "Hey, do you want to go in together?"

"Forget it, don't watch it."

Wang Chen raised his hand and waved, quickened his pace, and disappeared from Duanmu Ruoshui's sight after a while.

Duanmu Ruoshui looked at Wang Chen's back, and frowned slightly, because she saw Wang Chen's back full of worries.

When I went back, it was obviously not crowded when I came, and the subway was still very empty.

Wang Chen didn't go back to Baihuawan, but took the subway several times to the suburb of Kyoto.

Walking out of the subway station, Wang Chen hailed a taxi and got on it.

After going around several times, the taxi stopped in front of a road, and Wang Chen walked out from it.

It is not as prosperous as in the urban area, and the passers-by are not as glamorous as the people walking in the urban area. The clothes they wear are very cheap.

Wang Chen opened his arms and took a deep breath, walking towards the front of the road with a rather uncomfortable mood.

More than ten minutes later, Wang Chen stood in front of a two-story building.

The doors of this small building are broken. In Kyoto, this kind of house should be demolished.

Pushing open the tattered door and walking in, a hot and uncomfortable smell came into Wang Chen's nose.

The area inside is not very large, there are several tables, and there is a large row of wine racks and wine cabinets near the wall, with all kinds of wine on them.

A very long sandalwood bar blocked the place, and a cleanly dressed old man lay on the bar and fell asleep, and there was no one else in it except him.

Wang Chen came to sit down in front of the sandalwood bar, looked at the old man who was still asleep and asked, "Uncle Ren, what about them?"

This tavern was built by this old man. It is said to be a tavern, but it is actually just a place for the old man to relax. However, this tavern has existed here for many years. There is no demolition here.

This is also the place where Wang Chen has stayed the longest in the capital. If Bai Huawan is compared to a mistress, then this is Wang Chen's wife!

"Uh-huh?"

The old man made two voices in his nasal cavity, raised his head to look at Wang Chen, and said with a little drowsy eyes: "Oh, boy, you are back, they are all out."

In Old Ren's eyes, there was neither the surprise of Wang Chen's return nor too much concern. He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV in the tavern, watching the military parade that hadn't started yet.

Wang Chen didn't watch the black and white TV, but lay down on the sandalwood bar, and said to Mr. Ren: "Uncle Ren, here's a bottle of the strongest, hottest and most intoxicating wine you have here. I want to get drunk today."

"That's right, you should be drunk too."

Old Ren forced a smile on his face, turned around and put a bottle of white wine in front of Wang Chen, and introduced it: "This is something I developed in the past two years. Those little bastards have all drank it, but you haven't."

Wang Chen opened the bottle cap and took a sip, his cheeks turned red instantly, he shook his head, laughed and said, "Sure enough, Uncle Ren, your wine here is the most aggressive."

"Yeah? Those little boys said the same thing."

Elder Ren sat down again, leaning on his hands and watching the scene played on the black and white TV.

He drank the wine in one gulp, and after an unknown amount of time, when there was a bang on the TV, the national anthem also played slowly, Mr. Ren stared at the TV almost unblinkingly, while Wang Chen held the wine The bottle's hand took a little effort.

"Unfortunately, that guy can't see it."

"Is that why you're here today?"

Hearing Wang Chen's slightly self-deprecating words, Uncle Ren moved his eyes to him, and said in a very calm tone.

In the past, there were many little guys who often came here to play, and the ones who caught my attention the most were Wang Chen and another girl.

Later, the girl died, and Wang Chen's heart was turned into ruins. He didn't know what happened to them, but he knew that Wang Chen's behavior... was terrible.

"They all say that I am peerless, but they don't know where I come from, so don't mention it, don't mention it."

Wang Chen raised his head and muttered self-deprecatingly, drank all the remaining white wine in one breath, then lay down on the sandalwood bar counter, the corners of his mouth were full of self-sarcasm.

I... originally didn't want to think about her anymore, but today I couldn't help but think about her.

I... originally wanted to hold up the whole world and give it to her, but now... it was too late.

Then...the one who died should be her own, but...the one who survived was her own.

"You said that you wanted to see me be the most magnificent...you said that you wanted to see me be the best in the world...I said...I just want you to live..."

Wang Chen murmured to himself, then slowly closed his eyes, a tear ran down his cheek.

"It's agreed not to think about her anymore, silly boy."

Uncle Ren stretched out his hand to touch Wang Chen's head, with distressed eyes, recalling in his mind what the little girl once said to Wang Chen in this tavern.

"Come back from this mission, can you take me to see the military parade, I really want to see it..."

(End of this chapter)