Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 753 The Story of Wu Yingxiong
In 1979, as China and the United States entered the honeymoon period, international student exchange activities were also in full swing.

However, at this time, the number of international students sent to each other was still very limited. On the Chinese side, competition was extremely fierce. The English test alone eliminated 99% of the applicants.

This autumn, thirty-two lucky people overcame obstacles, crossed the single-plank bridge amid thousands of troops, and got the opportunity to study in the United States at public expense.

As the top university in the country, Peking University has won eight of them, and among these eight, only two are from the Department of Economics of Peking University, one male and one female.

It was as if destiny pulled them together, even though the girl was three years older than the boy.

They were in the same school and department, studied the same things, talked about the same topics, and were even seated together on the plane. What was even more fateful was that they were admitted to the same university in the United States - Harvard.

It is foreseeable that such a fateful bond will make it difficult for people not to have something other than friendship.

The two of them had a time that was comparable to a fairy tale for half a year.

In that famous university, they went to class together every day, ate together after class, and hung out in the library. They eagerly absorbed knowledge and discussed with each other to prove the difficulties in the subject. Both of them made rapid progress in their knowledge. In their first exam, they both got A's.

Not to mention their classmates, even their professors thought the two were a perfect match.

The girl spent fifty-nine dollars, which was enough to buy a set of Gillette razors that the clerk said was the latest model.

However, girls need to work to earn necessary living expenses.

Until that day, the girl had saved enough money to buy the gift she wanted. After getting off work, she came out of the back door of the restaurant. She looked at a shopping mall extending from the center of Boston to the north. The building was brightly lit in the night, with neon lights shining. , the girl clutched the newly paid salary in her purse, thinking that it was just past nine o'clock and the distance was not very far, so there shouldn't be any danger, right?

At that time, the girl was washing dishes in a restaurant on the banks of the Charles River.

Because of her drive to survive and this wish, the girl even fell in love with the job of washing dishes. She left school every evening to go to work happily. She was a smart girl who consciously protected herself and never took shortcuts, even if she would Take an extra quarter of an hour.

The girl stepped forward and walked on the New Year's Eve streets of Boston in the 1980s. While thinking about her relatives, she regretted that they had just arrived. The boy once said that he wanted to organize a New Year's party for Chinese international students, but he Unable to do so. I saw a few drunkards on the road, and the girl trotted past, and successfully arrived at the mall without any danger.

Because tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, there is a custom in her hometown of giving gifts to relatives and friends.

The girl still disagreed. It was actually very difficult when they first arrived at Harvard. Their English level was far from being able to fully understand new economic terms. Even the professors spoke too fast, and they sometimes couldn’t understand them. , they need to learn and supplement too much knowledge, and they must race against time to apply everything as quickly as possible without falling behind in learning.

The more she thought about it, the more eager she became to try it.

He takes too much care of himself, secretly buying himself clothes and shoes, feeding himself delicious food on his plate, and wasting at least an hour of precious time every day to share with himself what he learned last night.

The girl has a wish. She wants to save some money and buy a pretty good gift for the boy. Maybe it will be given to him on his birthday or on some festival.

The girl firmly disagreed. She smiled and said to the boy, asking him to hurry up and study. She had no time during the day, and she would ask him for advice if she had any knowledge she didn't know.

The boy had no choice but to obey. At the same time, he realized that his study was related to the studies of two people. He still studied hard at night without the girl's company.

After all, the girl is three years older and the boy has just turned eighteen. She can always convince the boy with clear logic.

The vicinity of the university town is also relatively safe, and work has been going smoothly.

The boy added: "Then I will go to work with you!"

She found a part-time job here, from 3.5 to every night, making $ an hour. She spends less than ten dollars a day, and the school cafeteria is much cheaper than outside. By eating the cheapest food, she can save two or three dollars a day.

The boy didn't need it for the time being. The good brother who slept in the lower bunk before going abroad gave him a stack of Franklins to save some money, which was enough for him to spend several months.

The boy said to the girl: "How about we spend the money together, and when we have almost used it, we can go work together?"

They spend at least eight hours together every day, like a pair of winged birds wandering in the ocean of knowledge. It could have been longer. They found that they would not feel tired at all when studying together. There is a magical magic that dissolves fatigue, even if it is hard. Chewing on the most obscure knowledge is also such a joy. They only wish to study for a few more hours and have more company...

I can't wait to get up tomorrow and give the gift to the boy.

The boy never shaved, probably not. Although his beard didn't seem to grow fast, it was getting longer and longer, looking unkempt and unsightly.

The girl was holding a small paper bag with a razor in her hand. She was in a very good mood, imagining the boy's joy when he received the gift tomorrow, and started to return with a bounce.

However, shortly after leaving the mall, a white man suddenly rushed out from the side and kicked the girl.

The girl was kicked two meters away, fell backwards to the ground, and the razor came out.

When the white man grabbed her hair and dragged her body somewhere, she fought with all her strength and endured the pain of her scalp being torn apart. Finally, she picked up the packaging box and held it tightly in her arms. middle.

Only then did she remember to ask for help from nearby people.

"Help me! Help me! I am an international student, I don't know him..."

When Wu Yingxiong said this, tears were streaming down his face. He leaned over, rested his elbows on his thighs, and held his face in his palms. The four audience members all had gloomy expressions. Li Jiankun reached out and patted his shoulder, saying softly: "Stop talking."

Although he was very concerned about the girl's safety and wanted to know the final result. Wu Yingxiong seemed not to hear him, whimpering like a wild beast and letting out a low roar: "There were no people around at that time, white people, black people, even yellow people, Chinese people! They were all there! None of them extended a helping hand."

These indifferent onlookers watched as the thugs dragged the girl into a dark alley.

"There is no reason, no reason!" Wu Yingxiong fell into a kind of madness, spread his palms, stared at Li Jian with bloodshot eyes, and said, "Brother Kun, do you dare to believe it? There is no reason, The villain took action without warning, dragged her into the alley in full view of everyone, and made her..."

Wu Yingxiong's Adam's apple rolled hard.

The thugs beat the girl violently, using fists and kicks, wooden sticks discarded on the ground, rusty metal objects, and anything they could find that would cause greater harm to the human body.

Not only that, he also defiled the girl.

The whole torture process lasted for more than 20 minutes. By the time the police arrived, the thugs had already fled. In the dark and dirty alley, only the dying girl, covered in blood and with torn clothes, was left. She was curled up on the ground, helpless. She was trembling, holding a packaging box firmly in her arms with both hands.

The police were curious about what it was and suspected that they might get into trouble because of it. They took a lot of effort to open the girl's hand, but found that it was an insignificant razor.

Although the girl saved her life, she didn't have much left. She suffered multiple fractures and fractures throughout her body, and she also contracted the disease.

But what was worse than all of this was the mental trauma he suffered.

Wu Yingxiong still remembered the first time he went to the hospital to see her. She let out a shrill scream, rolled down from the hospital bed, and crawled to the window sill regardless.

When Wu Yingxiong rushed forward and hugged her, what he saw was a face as pale as a ghost, and those beautiful eyes were as dark as dust. She pushed Wu Yingxiong desperately, not wanting him to touch her.

"Have the murderer been caught?" Ran Zi also burst into tears.

Wu Yingxiong nodded. Although he caught it, the process was extremely difficult, and he is still not satisfied with the result.

When the police investigated the case, they looked for witnesses from the public. At first, no one was willing to show up. Wu Yingxiong wrote on a piece of cardboard in English and went to the scene of the incident and knelt for two days, kowtowing to passers-by. Finally, an old woman appeared People stand up.

The murderer was a white Mexican-American, a repeat offender, who had just been released from prison a few months ago.

The first trial only sentenced him to three years.

Unable to accept it, Wu Yingxiong found a lawyer and filed an appeal.

The lawsuit lasted for two years, and the thug was eventually sentenced to seven years and six months in prison.

"Can I still appeal?" Li Jiankun asked, raising his eyebrows.

Wu Yingxiong shook his head and said that the conclusion was finalized.

Zhang Gui punched his leg and said angrily: "Made, it's easier to shoot him!"

Who is this person? bad people!
Who is the girl? A pillar of talent!
The sentence was so light.

It’s really frustrating.

Ran Zi explained that California generally does not execute the death penalty, except for the most heinous and habitual murderers. He also said that according to the law here, such cases can be sentenced to up to ten years, which is indeed a light sentence.

"She, now?" Li Jiankun asked.

Wu Yingxiong said that he has gradually come out of it. After they obtained a doctorate in economics from Harvard together, they transferred to the University of California, Los Angeles to study finance. The change in environment helped a lot.

Although he spoke in an understatement, Li Jiankun could fully imagine the effort and hardship involved.

It's not to blame that he has no money. The girl has suffered huge mental and physical trauma and must be treated. How much compensation can be expected from the gangster who just got out of prison? The little hero also hired a lawyer to fight the lawsuit. These two things are the most expensive in the United States, and it is not easy to survive.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Li Jiankun was a little angry.

In the letters sent back to China, the little hero did not mention such a big thing. The contents of all letters were positive and full of enthusiasm, making people think that he was living a good life here.

"She didn't let me say it, not even to her family." This was obviously not the whole reason. Wu Yingxiong's eyes were red and swollen. He turned sideways and expressed his gratitude to his eldest brother with a hug. If it hadn't been for those things Brother Kun sent Money, he couldn't imagine how bad things would be next.

Li Jiankun patted him on the back.

"Brother Kun," the little hero's voice came to my ears, "I really hate this country!"

After the girl's accident, he thought about taking the girl back to his country thousands of times, returning to his hometown to lick his wounds secretly, but he was unwilling to accept it, and neither was the girl. They had paid so much and suffered so much damage, but they failed to achieve their goals and learn something. If they succeed, they will not only be sorry to themselves, but also sorry to the people in the motherland who have high expectations for them.

The girl continued to study even though she was suffering from severe mental and physical injuries.

He pushed her, and the rubber wheels of his wheelchair crushed the ground on the campus. As spring passed and autumn came, they were inseparable.

(End of this chapter)