Film and Television Time Travel From the Courtyard

"Hi, comrade! Check the letter of introduction." A young policeman said to Qin Huairu.

"Who is that man? What happened to him?" A middle-aged policeman added.

Qin Huairu hurriedly handed the letter of introduction in his hand to the young policeman, and said calmly:

"He's my man. He suddenly caught a cold. His body is weak and he can sleep well."

The young policeman carefully looked at the letter of introduction and found that there was nothing wrong with it, so he handed it back to Qin Huairu: "Thank you, now please open your bag and check it."

Qin Huairu supported Zhang Xiaoshan to lean against the car door, stood up, opened the bag and handed it to the young policeman.

The middle-aged policeman stood on the side without speaking, watching Qin Huairu and Zhang Xiaoshan carefully.

The young policeman flipped through the baggage and found that it was just two pieces of clothing and a quilt. The middle-aged policeman picked up the quilt and shook it. There was no special discovery, so I returned it to Qin Huairu.

"Well, it's not easy for you man to pay attention to rest. It's not easy for a **** to accompany her sick husband on the road. Thank you comrade for your cooperation."

The middle-aged policeman always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell, and there was no problem with the inspection. I can only blame myself for thinking wildly.

As the two policemen left, Zhang Xiaoshan and Qin Huairu both took a deep breath.

"It's okay, I just passed the wolf's house, and there is still half the journey, you can sleep for a while." Qin Huairu said softly.

"En." Zhang Xiaoshan nodded, and his tense body relaxed.

Time flies by, more than an hour later.

Zhang Xiaoshan woke up in a daze, looking at the exhausted Qin Huairu beside him who was still struggling, feeling a little distressed.

No matter what this woman is for, she can do this, Zhang Xiaoshan gradually let go of the prejudice in her heart, thinking that she will definitely live a happy life in Hong Kong City.

"Huairu, where are you?" Zhang Xiaoshan asked gently.

Qin Huairu smiled happily, and her voice was very sweet: "It's almost here, the next stop is Tianjin."

"Oh, there are still about ten minutes left. If you are tired, take a rest."

"No, I'm fine, this journey worries me to death..."

Zhang Xiaoshan smiled, listening to Qin Huairu's eloquent narration, and seeing her excited, he was also very happy. This journey really made her suffer a lot.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoshan felt that the carriages on both sides were very quiet, and felt that something was wrong. He passed Qin Huairu and stretched out his head to glance at the two sides.

A gust of cold air poured into his brain along the vest, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said in his heart, "This is bad."

…

What Zhang Xiaoshan and Qin Huairu didn't expect was that an old policeman's chat an hour ago exposed them.

After the middle-aged policeman and the young policeman inspected the entire train, they returned to the sleeping car.

"Captain Liu, what happened? Why is there such a big fight?" The young policeman asked curiously.

"Xiao Li, you are quite curious. I don't know, I only know that it is related to the secret service. I heard that the case was reported. That is what caused it." Team Liu said.

"Didn't the secret agent be stabbed to death on the spot? Why are you still investigating?" Xiao Li was puzzled.

Team Liu lit a cigarette, and said slowly: "It is said that the news of the police is too big, and the whole city knows about it. The accomplice of the spy was shocked, and ran away, and they were the ones who caught them."

"Hehe, if I'm lucky enough to catch it, it will be a great achievement."

"Ha ha…"

After arriving at the station more than half an hour later, Team Liu and Xiao Li went to the station security station.

During the break, the two chatted with the police at the station.

"Captain Liu, our director was injured and hospitalized, so he's not here. Next time you come, make sure he gets well..." An old policeman said with a smile.

"What did you say? Hurt?"

Captain Liu interrupted him and shouted loudly.

He suddenly understood why when he saw that man just now, he felt something was wrong. The man was injured, not a fever.

Who will be hurt at this time? And why is he lying? There must be a big problem.

"Hurry up, call the next station quickly, we found a suspicious person, probably a secret agent. Let's find a car to chase after them, and try to stop them before Tianjin." Team Liu shouted...

…

Qin Huairu noticed something was wrong with Zhang Xiaoshan and was about to speak.

"Don't talk, don't panic, we are being targeted. Take a deep breath, and when I say start, you get up slowly, don't carry the burden, and prepare to jump out of the car." Zhang Xiaoshan said hurriedly, and retracted his body at the same time.

Qin Huairu nodded with a pale face, although flustered, she still listened to Zhang Xiaoshan's words and did not move.

Zhang Xiaoshan unlocked the car door with the master key, opened the door slightly, and hurriedly said, "Start."

Qin Huairu stood up quickly, at this moment both of them heard someone shouting: "Come on, they found it."

Zhang Xiaoshan quickly opened the car door, feeling an unbearable pain in his body due to the quick movement. Seeing this, Qin Huairu took out a pistol, stretched out the pistol and fired a few shots at the ceiling on both sides of the carriage, and shouted: "Little San, protect yourself, I will push you, hurry up."

As soon as Zhang Xiaoshan bent down and hugged his head, he felt a strong force coming from him, and his body was pushed out of the car door, and fell against the howling northwest wind.

Qin Huairu hurriedly jumped down too, and then heard a series of gunshots, felt as if her body had been hit by something, and rolled to the ground.

Zhang Xiaoshan felt terribly painful all over his body, and moaned in pain.

After a few seconds, maybe minutes, he caught a familiar scent.

"Third son, are you okay? We succeeded, and we didn't die."

Qin Huairu checked his body and found that there were only some scratches, which almost reached the heart of his throat and fell down.

Zhang Xiaoshan regained consciousness, endured the pain, and laughed: "Haha, we should die. Huai Ru, help me to get out of here quickly, and I will catch up here in a short time."

Qin Huairu quickly helped him up, and the two walked towards the southeast with difficulty...

In the evening, Zhang Xiaoshan and Qin Huairu finally returned to Qin Huairu's residence.

As soon as he entered the gate, Qin Huairu said happily: "Little San, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com We are safe."

"Yeah, I'm lucky to have you on this journey, otherwise I definitely wouldn't be able to come here alone. Thank you Huairu."

Zhang Xiaoshan embraced her neck, thanking her sincerely.

Suddenly, Qin Huairu spit out a mouthful of blood at Zhang Xiaoshan, sprayed it all over his face and body, and fell weakly on top of him.

There was a wound on the back, and traces of blood were printed.

Zhang Xiaoshan quickly hugged her, and cried out sadly: "Huairu, Qin Huairu, what's wrong with you?"

"Well, I, I'm so tired, Xiaosan." Qin Huairu slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly seemed to regain their brilliance.

Zhang Xiaoshan slowly looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, his face was bleak, his spirit was soft, and he understood with a heartache...

Qin Huairu said in a hoarse voice: "I am very happy to have you here, I seem to have seen you accepting the award on the rostrum, since then I have had you in my heart, I just want the two of us to be together. I like you, really."

Zhang Xiaoshan was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. At this moment, he regretted deeply. Since there was no promise, why did he provoke this woman?

This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss at that time.

Qin Huairu looked at the starry sky in Zhang Xiaoshan's arms, and murmured: "Little San, I always think that my hometown should be next to that star."

Zhang Xiaoshan took a look from the platform, there were countless stars in the sky, and he didn't know which one was Qin Huairu's hometown. He lowered his head and was about to ask again, but Qin Huairu had already passed away.

Zhang Xiaoshan let out a mournful cry, and his whole body kept shaking.

This was the first time he felt what it meant to be heartbroken, and he burst into tears.

Qin Huairu is like the dust raised on the road, moving with the wind, involuntarily.

Life has no roots, floating like dust on Moshang.