Chapter 77
In the class, there were already many girls who were emotionally vulnerable, and they burst into pain.

……

Bashu City People's Hospital, in the special ward.

The so-called special ward is a nursing ward used to alleviate the pain caused by the disease and reduce physical and mental torture in the weeks or months before some terminally ill patients are about to die.

At this time, in a special ward, an old lady combed her white hair.

The old lady's face was covered with bruises, and there were even traces of burns. It was impossible to imagine what she had experienced when she was young.

At this time, the old lady was stooped and her face was pale, but she was still wearing earphones and looking at her mobile phone.

She turned on the small desk lamp, looked at her phone, and wrote down something in a notepad with a pen.

Beside the hospital bed, a middle-aged man with a big fat head and somewhat greasy ears looked at him dully.

"Sister Cao, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

The old lady turned her head around, looked at the middle-aged man who was living in because of terminal lung cancer, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I told you, I'm old enough to be your grandma. Why do you keep calling me sister every day?"

The middle-aged man laughed and scratched his bald head that had been shaved due to chemotherapy.

"The main reason is that your temperament is too good. If you call me grandma, don't you call you old? What are you writing in the middle of the night?"

Xiao Cao sighed, she and the middle-aged man in the bed next to her were also considered as patients.

This middle-aged man's family is in business, and there are countless properties in the family, but he can't resist birth, old age, sickness and death.

I heard that before I came to this special ward, I went abroad for a while, and finally I had no choice, so I wanted to return to my hometown.

"I have some memories of my life."

A look of surprise appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"I'm going, so powerful?"

"I also want to write the memories of my life, at least I can leave traces of living in this world, but it seems that I really have nothing worth remembering in my life, and there are some things I can't write."

"Sister Xiao Cao, let me tell you secretly. In addition to my wife, I also keep many women outside."

"But when I was about to leave, I realized that my wife was the best to me."

"Sister Cao, what kind of memories have you written down?"

The pen in the old lady's hand stopped.

"I'm recalling Bashu City 80 years ago..."

The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully.

"Bashu City 80 years ago...80 years ago, then..."

The next moment, the middle-aged man suddenly sat up from the hospital bed, and he looked at the very temperamental old lady in the clinic.

"Sister Cao, the scars on your body..."

The old lady smiled lightly.

"They were all left in Bashu City 80 years ago, by those beasts and Japanese pirates, but the scars on my face were made by myself, in order not to be defiled by those beasts, but... in the end, I still couldn't escape. Pass."

"Before I die, remove these memories, maybe they can be used as evidence in the future."

"I just don't know how many people will be able to see this memoir after I finish writing this."

The middle-aged man had a sore nose and said in a deep voice.

"Sister Cao, just write it. After you finish writing, I will help you arrange publication. Leave this matter to me!"

Xiao Cao turned around in surprise and looked at the somewhat frail middle-aged man.

"you?"

The middle-aged man showed a gratified smile on his face.

"Since I made a fortune in business, I don't seem to have done anything for the country and the people. Even if I have donated a few times, but to be honest, it is to pay less corporate income tax, but this time, I don't care so much gone."

"I, Zhou Guangfa, am also a Chinese, and I will never share the same fate with those beasts for the rest of my life. They are the enemies of all of us in China, and we must never forget our feud!"

……

At the same time, it is within the campus of Bashu Teachers College.

The old lady looked at those impetuous ghosts who kept beating on the doors and windows, and said in a low voice.

"Those beasts did all sorts of crimes in Bashu City back then. They didn't dare to do anything like murder and arson."

"Kill all the men and defile the women, no matter how old or young they are, they can't escape their clutches. They are not human at all, they are all a bunch of beasts!"

The old lady clenched her fists tightly, let out a long breath, and then said.

"Back then, I hid for a while at Bashu Women's University, right over there..."

The old lady raised her finger and pointed to the distance. In the distance was the church of Bashu Teachers College. From the appearance of the church, it had a long history, but it should have been repaired and consolidated several times.

The old lady's hoarse voice came.

"Many of us hid in that church back then. Those beasts came here to rob things, kill people, and rob women."

"The reason why Bashu Women's University was able to survive back then was because there was a foreigner in the women's university at that time. We called him Mr. Du. He relied on his special status to deal with those beasts."

"One time, Mr. Du went out to collect supplies. At night, these beasts broke into the church. They drove most of us out, leaving only some young and beautiful girls..."

The old lady's eyes were wet again with tears, her voice choked up.

Her grief-stricken voice at this moment, together with the voices of those souls beating doors and windows, was extremely sad.

"Don't be so pretty, they're back!"

"Run, don't fall into their hands, I would rather die than fall into their hands!"

"Listen to me, don't be so pretty!"

The old lady coughed violently. She raised her head and looked at the ghosts above the dormitory. She didn't find them scary at all.

I even think that some ghosts are very good-looking and beautiful.

"Mr. Du also has no choice, that is... yes, a group of beasts stormed into the women's university under the pretext of searching for Chinese soldiers, and took twelve female students away. This story was later made into a movie by a certain director .”

"That night, the teachers of Women's University couldn't sleep at night, and Mr. Du was crying all the time, but I think our feelings were deeper."

"In that night, all of us realized what it means to be a subjugated slave and what a slave is. This feeling was so uncomfortable that I even thought about committing suicide."

"That night, the twelve girls who were taken away didn't know what would happen to them, and we didn't dare to think what would happen to them."

Zhou Qiang frowned, raised his head, and gritted his teeth.

Blood feud, hatred of the whole country, hatred of generations!
Apologize?Then you will die 800 million people first, and then study the matter of apology!
Yu Xiran was on the verge of collapse from crying, and couldn't lift the phone holder in his hand.

Zhao Yun lowered his head and looked sideways at Zhou Qiang.

(End of this chapter)

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