1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

There was a glimmer of light in Lin Wanqing's eyes and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, but then her expression dimmed as if she thought of the upcoming separation.

She sighed and whispered, "I don't know how long it will take for us to see each other again after this separation. Shanghai is far away from here, and your work is..."

There was a hint of loneliness in her voice and her eyes looked into the distance, as if she was imagining a long journey.

Seeing this, Li Weiguo took a step forward, shortening the distance between them. He looked at her firmly and said, "Wanqing, distance doesn't matter, right?"

He spoke with certainty, his eyes revealing his expectations for the future.

Lin Wanqing's cheeks became redder and she instantly understood what Li Weiguo meant. She hurriedly avoided Li Weiguo's gaze, nodded slightly, and replied softly: "Yes, you are right."

Her hands nervously tugged at the hem of her skirt, her heart filled with shyness and sweetness. The unspoken feelings seemed to have been quietly conveyed in the back-and-forth conversation.

At this moment, the breeze blew gently, blowing Lin Wanqing's hair. Li Weiguo subconsciously raised his hand, as if to help her put her hair behind her ears, but his hand stopped halfway and he withdrew it with some embarrassment.

Lin Wanqing noticed his movements and her heart started beating like a drum. She glanced at him secretly. Their eyes met again and then they looked away in panic. The air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Lin Wanqing took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said softly: "Weiguo, you must take good care of yourself no matter where you are. Don't get tired. No matter how important the scientific research task is, don't ruin your body."

Her words were full of concern and her eyes showed reluctance.

Li Weiguo felt warm in his heart and nodded heavily: "You too, Wanqing. If you encounter any difficulties, you must tell me."

His voice was gentle yet firm, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Lin Wanqing seemed to imprint her current appearance deeply in his heart.

The two of them just stood there, talking to each other. Although they didn't reveal their true feelings directly, the deep affection between them became stronger as they parted.

The summer sun is scorching, the train platform is crowded with people, and the noise is endless, as if it is going to turn the world upside down.

The steam locomotive was like a steel giant that had just woken up from a deep sleep and was breathing heavily. It was parked quietly at the edge of the platform. The body of the train was scalding hot and the heat was rolling. It seemed that it was also anxious about the farewell scene that was about to take place.

Li Weiguo stood among the crowd with a figure as tall and straight as a pine tree, but his eyes were filled with an indelible reluctance.

He held Lin Wanqing's luggage tightly with both hands like a pair of pliers, and took each step extremely slowly, as if his feet had taken root, or as if he was dragging a heavy stone, and slowly moved towards the train carriage.

Lin Wanqing followed beside him, stopping from time to time to look back, her eyes full of tears, like a clear spring filled with deep affection.

"Wanqing, when you arrive in Shanghai, remember to write to me as soon as possible to let me know you're safe."

Li Weiguo suppressed the bitterness that was surging in his heart like a tide, and forced a smile at the corner of his mouth.

But that smile was uglier than crying, and there was an imperceptible tremor in her voice, as if her throat was choked by the sadness of parting.

Lin Wanqing's eyes were red. She nodded gently, wanting to say something but stopping herself. "You must take good care of yourself at the base. Don't forget..."

Before he could finish his words, the train whistle suddenly blew long and sharp, cutting through the sky, as if mercilessly urging people to part.

Li Weiguo hurriedly put the luggage away and watched Lin Wanqing sitting in the window until the train started slowly. The wheels rubbed against the rails violently, making a loud "clang clang" sound, spewing out thick smoke, and gradually disappeared into the distance, leaving only a vast expanse of emptiness.

He came to his senses and looked at Zhang Jianguo, who had been waiting for a long time with a concerned look on his face. Both of them looked lonely, as if their energy had been drained away. They dragged their heavy feet and walked step by step towards the car back to the base.

On the return train, the clanging sound of the rails hurt people's eardrums. In the narrow carriage, several people from Dormitory 305 opened the packages that Li Weiguo had given them before leaving.

The package contained specialties specially prepared by Li Weiguo, including roast duck, Maotai liquor, and even two servings of White Rabbit milk candies.

These things are hard to buy in the city even if you have money and tickets, not to mention that Li Weiguo is still in the base and cannot come out. You can imagine how difficult it is for him to prepare these things in advance.

The moment they saw the things, they were so moved that they couldn't express it in words, especially Liu Fusheng, who was so moved that he burst into tears.

He had been beaten since he was a child, and this was the first time someone had been so nice to him.

And under the specialties, there was a letter lying quietly. The content of this letter was much more important than those things.

After Chen Yuxuan opened the package and saw what was inside, he smiled and shook his head, and began to blame Li Weiguo in his heart.

Given his family's situation, how could he be short of food and drink? If you knew what was in the package, he might as well let Wang Yong take it away directly, so he wouldn't have to carry it all the way, which would be troublesome!

However, Li Weiguo's kindness was really rare. He knew without thinking that it must not be easy for Li Weiguo to prepare these things.

"You little brat, you're quite thoughtful!"

Chen Yuxuan smiled and saw a letter under the specialty.

He opened the envelope without hesitation. The more he read, the more frightened he became.

He carefully put the letter away, looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, then he felt relieved.

The Chen family is very famous in Shanghai. The family business is like a huge network, covering all walks of life. From silk and rice shops in prosperous commercial ports to emerging factories and workshops, the Chen family can be seen everywhere.

Although he always looks cynical and indifferent on weekdays, and doesn't care about any big or small things at home.

But the moment he saw the contents of the letter, the cleverness in his bones suddenly came up.

Especially when his eyes swept over the four words "a cunning rabbit has three burrows" in the letter, his hands shook violently as if he had been electrocuted, his face instantly became serious, and his originally bright eyes were now filled with fear.

He knew his family's situation too well. A tall tree attracts the wind. In this situation with undercurrents surging and delicate circumstances, if he is not careful, the family fortune accumulated over the years may be wiped out like bubbles.

Considering the nature of Li Weiguo's current job, the scientific research projects he participates in are all state secrets, and the information he comes into contact with is extraordinary.

He immediately realized that Li Weiguo was taking a huge risk and sending him a danger signal in an extremely obscure way. It felt like someone quietly pulled him in the dark, warning him that there was an abyss ahead.

Chen Yuxuan's heart was pounding as if it was going to burst through his chest. Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, rolling down and wetting his collar.

He carefully put the letter into his pocket, his eyes revealing an unprecedented panic.

He had a strong premonition that the letter Li Weiguo wrote to him was well-intentioned and of great importance, and he had to take it seriously.