Overcome everything just to find you

Chapter 10

The next day

It is not very different from other cities, both have high-rise buildings, wide streets, and the snow that northern cities have.But the weather is excellent, the wind is not strong, there is sunshine.Kevin and Marcus walked the streets and spent the morning leisurely.

In the afternoon, Marcus drove to a place with Kevin, but Marcus didn't say where he was going, and Kevin didn't ask.

On one side of the street, Marcus stopped the car and sat quietly in the driver's seat, looking straight ahead, hands gripping the steering wheel.

"Marcus, are you okay? You look a little nervous."

"Alslen. His surname is Wumuqin'er, from Inner Mongolia, China. His parents are still alive, and he has an older sister. He ran away from home at the age of 18 and never came back."

"Hasn't it been? Then... 17 years. So long." Kevin was taken aback. He had no idea that Marcus... never came back. "Did you see someone? Marcus?"

"Kevin, I don't know if what I'm doing is the right thing to do next. I don't think I should be doing it."

"Marcus," Kevin paused, "since I've returned to China, and it's been so many years. Go and have a look." Kevin advised Marcus cautiously.

Marcus turned his head to look at Kevin, and pointed to a building, "It's on the 6th floor of that building, on the right."

"Okay, I'll go. I'll check the situation first, and then you decide whether to go up or not." After speaking, Kevin took out a pen and a notebook from his bag.After getting out of the car, go straight to the building.

Kevin knocked on the door, and an old man opened the door.

"Auntie, hello. I'm Luo Jie, a police officer. I'm really sorry to disturb you during the Spring Festival. But I want to know some information about Arslen Umuqiner. This is my work card. Please cooperate."

"My son Alslen? Comrade policeman, he has disappeared..." the old woman said in surprise.

"Old woman, who is it?" A voice interrupted the woman.

"Sorry, please come in first." The old man asked Kevin to enter.

"Hi uncle, I'm a police officer, and I want to know some information about Arslen, and I also know that he disappeared a long time ago. However, some things that happened abroad recently have been found to be related to him. So, this time I I came here to understand what Alslen was like before and why he left without saying goodbye. I also ask you to cooperate with our police work."

"Okay, okay, comrade policeman. Please sit down. We will answer any questions truthfully." Uncle said nervously.

Kevin took out the pen, spread out the notebook and put it on his lap, and put the mobile phone on the notebook with the screen facing down.

"Uncle and aunt, can you tell me about Arslen? What kind of person is he?"

"He is an obedient, well-educated child, and very filial." The aunt began to choke up, "I was not very well once, and he was still in the third grade of junior high school, and his studies were heavy, but during that time he still did housework, Let’s prepare the food and wait for us to go home for dinner. I always tell him not to do it, but to study hard, but... but he said... but he said, 'Mom, you should rest for a while, I will do it, and it will be fine soon. .Don't worry about my studies, I have finished my homework. 'The child...' At the end, the auntie sobbed.

"That kid, later on, when he was in his third year of high school, sometimes he wouldn't come home at night, and he wouldn't tell me where he went. I was in a hurry." The uncle frowned, then stretched out again, picked up the water glass, He took a sip and lowered his head.

"What about his grades? The third year of high school is very important, and the college entrance examination is required." Kevin continued to ask.

"His grades have not deteriorated, but have improved a lot."

"Because of this, we guessed that he didn't go home at night because he went to tutoring, and he might live at the tutor's house." Uncle added.

"That's it. Then, does he have any other behaviors that make you feel strange?"

"That child...was originally a cheerful child. But...but, since Geriletu disappeared, that child...has changed." Auntie cried even more sadly.

"Geriletu? Has it changed?"

"Yes. Gerilatu was his childhood playmate. He played with him since he was a child. He is two years older than Arslen. Since Gerilatu disappeared, he is no longer as cheerful as before. It became possible to not speak for a day, always alone, and not chatting with people around. Even us, we don’t talk to us very often.”

"His teacher said that sometimes he can't be found. His teacher asked him where he went, but he didn't say anything." The uncle's voice also began to change a little.

"Comrade policeman, do you know where my son is? Is he still alive? Is he still alive?" the aunt asked excitedly.

"I'm sorry, Auntie. It's not convenient for me to disclose some information."

Hearing Kevin's words, the uncle sighed and said, "There is no news for so many years. We guessed that he may have died long ago, otherwise it would be impossible to say that it has been more than ten years... Comrade policeman, thank you."

After a few minutes, Kevin broke the silence. "May I ask some more questions?"

"Sorry to delay your work. You can ask."

"Has Arslen had any contact with anyone before? For example, soldiers or others?"

"Soldier? No. We didn't know he had contact with such people, and no one in our family knew soldiers."

"That's it," Kevin wrote casually in his notebook, "Did he like guns, tanks and other weapons when he was a child?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.Aunt got up and went to open the door.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Auntie asked.

Marcus didn't speak, and walked straight into the room with a sideways body.Putting down the two bottles of wine in his hands, he began to look around the living room, his eyes fixed on a photo for a few seconds, and then he walked into the house and saw the former bedroom.

"Hello, who are you? Why do you come in so grandly and don't say a word." Uncle asked.

Marcus withdrew his gaze, looked at the photo in the living room, and said with emotion: "After all these years, nothing has changed." Kevin listened and smiled.

"Are you two elders in good health?" Marcus looked at his aunt and asked gently, "Did you take your medicine on time?"

When the uncle heard this, he became vigilant and asked sharply, "Who are you? Mr. Police, please ask him for us."

"Alslen, stop playing."

Hearing the name Alslen, the uncles and aunts were shocked. They couldn't believe their ears, and they all stared at Marcus in surprise.The aunt walked towards Marcus slowly, stretched out her hands towards him, and said in a trembling voice, "Are you... Arslen? Are you... are you really Arslen?"

Marcus took off his sunglasses and hat, put them next to the photo, looked at his uncle and aunt, silent.

After a few seconds, Marcus broke the silence, "Aren't you sure when you see me? It's just that you haven't been back for many years, so you can't recognize me?"

"Son, you're still alive, you're still alive!!" the aunt said excitedly, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Erji, don't cry. Shouldn't I be happy when I'm back? Why are you still crying?" Marcus comforted his aunt with his arms around him, "Aren't you happy, Dad? I'm back."

"Can you be unhappy? You, Erji, and I both hoped that you would live in our dreams." The uncle was also a little excited, with some whimpers in his voice.

"I'm sorry, I haven't come back to see you for so many years. My son is unfilial. I hope Abba and Eji can forgive me."

Auntie shook her head and said, "It is enough that you are alive. We thought... thought you had... died long ago."

"Now you see me too, and you know I'm alive. And I'm fine. Those sitting there are my friends."

"Sit down and tell us where you have been all these years." Auntie pulled Marcus and asked him to sit down.

"Okay." Marcus readily agreed.

The time of chatting always passed quickly, and it went dark before we knew it.

"Oh, I'm just busy chatting, and I haven't cooked yet." Seeing the dark sky, the aunt realized that she was going to make dinner.

"Go out and eat." Marcus suggested.

So the four arrived at Juhua International Hotel.

In a private room, the four of them ate and chatted in a pleasant atmosphere.Arslen kept telling funny and interesting things at the dinner table. Arslen's father couldn't help but drink two more glasses of wine because of his happiness, his face was flushed, and his eyes were so happy that they were fascinated into lines; Arslen's mother He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.Near the end of the meal, Marcus drank the red wine in the glass and told Kevin to call the waiter.

The waiter walked over to Marcus with the bill, "Sir, this is your fee."

Marcus glanced at the bill, took out a black card from his wallet and handed it to the waiter, and said, "Ask your general manager for the password, he knows." The card is gone.Just as the waiter was about to open the door to leave the box, the door opened and a person walked in.The man was still sweating and gasping for breath.The waiter called the general manager in a low voice and surprised.The man didn't respond, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and walked towards Marcus.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier when you came back, and didn't you consider me a friend?"

"It's enough to tell you. Or I won't tell you next time." Marcus looked up at the man.

"You...you...you..." The general manager was so angry that he was speechless, "Oh, you. I don't bother to talk about you." Then, the general manager turned to the waiter and said, "The fee is mine. Go and do your work." The waiter left the box after hearing this.

"Don't be in such a hurry, come here."

"Oh, you kid. If I don't hurry up, I'm afraid you will leave, and then leave without saying a word." The general manager was still a little annoyed.

"Stay here for a few days before leaving."

"Really? Don't lie to me." The general manager didn't believe what Marcus said.But Marcus nodded in response. "That's all right, then I'll go first, if you need anything, ask me." The general manager turned around and left after finishing speaking.

"Gerita, he is seriously ill." Marcus said calmly, looking at the back of the general manager.

"What's going on?" Marcus didn't answer. "Let's have a drink tonight." The general manager suggested.

"11 o'clock, the old place."

After Marcus finished speaking, the general manager left the box.

Afterwards, the four of Marcus left the hotel. Marcus did not explain what had just happened, nor did he say anything to Kevin.At 10:30 in the evening, Marcus walked out of the house and walked to his destination.

At around ten o'clock the next morning, Marcus came back with a tired face and smell of alcohol.Uncles and aunts want to ask Marcus what happened, but Kevin stops them.Kevin didn't speak, and quietly prepared the bath water and a change of clothes for Marcus.Half an hour later, Marcus walked out of the bathroom, looked around, walked to the dining table, and ate the hot porridge that Kevin put on the table.

"I drank a little too much yesterday, so I didn't come back." Marcus explained.Kevin nodded in understanding. "His name is Muren, and he was rescued by Arslen and Geriletu. The three of us are friends. So, I drank some wine last night." Marcus didn't look up, his eyes seemed a little empty.

"Geriletu," Kevin said in a cautious whisper, "who is he?"

Markus was silent for a while, then said in fluent German: "You will see him soon. A man who changed my life."

For the rest of the day, Marcus didn't say much, just sat in a chair by the window and looked out the window, at the street, at the cloudless sky.He quietly thought about the past, and recalled the things that made him both sad and happy.Kevin didn't ask any questions, and let Marcus stay silent.He also poured Marcus a glass of Martell beside him.

Kevin explained to his uncle and aunt a little why Marcus was like this, and the uncle and aunt felt a little relieved.

The author has something to say: For the first time writing, if there is something wrong, please forgive me?