I don’t know how long it took, Lao Hei and Ergouzi fell asleep, and snoring sounds one after another.

Cheng Mingxuan even envied them for being able to sleep. He turned over anxiously and sat on the straw on the ground against the iron fence.

He looked up at the skylight on the high wall opposite. The vague moonlight made him feel nostalgic and longing for his hometown and Yu Lanzhi!

He really regretted that he was so young and energetic at the time, and so happy that he promised Yu Laoba to write his divorce book.

When you think about it carefully, there are always unsatisfactory times in this life, but what bumps and stumbling can stop a woman like Yu Lanzhi from believing in and loyal to marriage? He really regretted not giving his wife a chance to keep him, so he recklessly chose to escape!

The more sincere and deeper lovesickness, he was unable to sleep at night, was his entire sustenance.

At this moment, a blood-stained hand reached across the iron fence and patted Cheng Mingxuan on the shoulder from behind, scaring Cheng Mingxuan to stagger.

"who?!"

When Cheng Mingxuan looked back tremblingly, the young man next door was staring at him intently.

The young man's complexion recovered a little, at least his face was a little bloody. Even so, his ragged clothes and the whip marks on his face and chest still made people look creepy.

"Hey, I have been observing you for a long time. Your name is Cheng Mingxuan, right?" The young man looked at the young man's eyes, "You are different from them. You have read books and yearn for a new life!"

"How do you know my name? How do you know what I'm thinking?"

Cheng Mingxuan looked at the man who was covered in bruises but could still be calm, "Actually... it's not what you thought. I just want to go home and live a peaceful life with my wife!"

"No! You will not be willing to be enslaved or exploited. You have the persistence and determination of our Communists in your eyes!"

Cheng Mingxuan took a step forward, covered his mouth hard, and looked around alertly, "Do you want to kill me?"

The young man smiled, and he could still laugh, "I won't hurt you, I hope you can help me!"

"Yes, I don't believe in the Democratic Party, but I have never believed in your Communist Party!"

Cheng Mingxuan instinctively took a step back and said, "This civil war has been fought since before the Japanese came. When the Japanese left, you still fought. You all declared 'unity'. For the sake of 'peace', they are said to be for faith, but have you seen how painful the ordinary people have paid for your noble ideals!"

The young man smiled miserably, "For faith, we have paid the price of blood, but one day you will see that all this is worth it! I only beg you to help me, now, only you can help me... because, I know, I can't get out alive!"

He stuffed a wrinkled note with blood into Cheng Mingxuan's hand and held his hand tightly, "Leave it to our troops, otherwise many people will die, they are all steel-like warriors!"

Under this solemn instruction, Cheng Mingxuan seemed to have no way out. He just stood in a humane position. He couldn't bear to let down the final expectations of a dying man. He put away the note with characters he could not understand at all.

"But, how do you know that I can go out alive? I can find your troops?"

The young man didn't say anything, turned around and left the iron fence, and lay down leisurely against the base of the wall.
Chapter completed!