"What's your name?" Shen Yan asked.
The young man's eyes were fierce, as if he could pierce people. A pair of sword eyebrows wrinkled and said in a deep voice, "I don't remember."
Shen Yan thought that this man would not lose his memory. He asked, "where are you from?"
The young man looked blankly and said in a low voice, "I don't know."
He looked down at his hand and murmured, "who am I?" Then he took a look at Shen Yan and asked in a cold voice, "who are you?"
Not waiting for Shen Yan's group of three to respond, the young man grabbed the nearest gentle, cold voice: "who are you?"
"Let go of my sister!" Shen Yan was so frightened that he rushed to break the boy's hand.
Du Ting also came to help, and accidentally took a look at the boy's wrist - there was a red tattoo on the inside of the wrist, which seemed to be a poisonous spider
But before Du Ting had time to confirm, the young man's sleeve slipped back again, blocking his wrist tightly. Du Ting's face changed slightly. He had some kind of guess in his heart. His eyes were full of alert.
Shen Yan took some effort to hold his younger sister in his arms. In winter, he was sweating.
In the process of pushing and shoving, a business card fell from the boy. The card was wet and stained with blood. Most of the handwriting was illegible, so he could barely recognize the name on it.
"Mingyuan..." Shen Yan read out, "is that your name?"
The young man locked his eyebrows and took the card back to have a look. He said in a deep voice: "maybe..."
Shen Yan's secret way is not good. He whispered to Du Ting: "this man is not from the mainland, is he?"
Now in the late 1960s, the domestic situation is really chaotic. Inland people often sneak into Xiangjiang. A few days ago, the radio also said that the mainland may have to cut off the water supply to the Xiangjiang River, and then limit the water distribution every day.
"The audio and video is from the opposite island." Du Ting murmured.
Shen Yan was shocked and disgraced, but it was even more troublesome to come from Taiwan Island. The mainland and Taiwan island are now inseparable, calling each other "bandits".
"Let's get rid of him. We can't get a problem back." Shen Yan said in a low voice, "we have done our utmost to save him."
Thinking of the tattoo on the inside of Mingyuan's wrist, Du Ting whispered: "we have many friends and many ways. We will help him when he is in trouble. In the future, he will remember some kindness. Besides, this is Xiangjiang, and our relationship with Taiwan island is not bad. "
Shen Yan is suddenly enlightened. Yes, there is a fight between the mainland and Taiwan immortals, and they don't fight with Taiwan in Xiangjiang.
"Gu..."
There was a belly cry.
Du ting and Shen Yan both look at each other.
"Not me." The two spoke in unison.
"Gulu Goo... "
The belly screams again. It's a long sound.
We finally found the source of the sound.
Wenya took out the oil paper package from her arms and handed it to Mingyuan, "brother yuan, have some."
Mingyuan frowned and looked at the greasy little meat cake with disgust. He didn't reach for it.
Shen Yan suddenly caught fire, grabbed his gentle hand back and said, "sister, don't give strangers anything to eat. Now that we don't have enough to eat, we should fill our stomachs first, and don't give alms to cats and dogs. "
"Oh." Wen Ya seems to understand. He gives Shen Yan half of the meat pie and a small piece to Du ting.