chaotic world

In the middle of the night, Song Shudong probably regained some strength. Du Yunfeng carried him out of bed and put on his clothes. He lost a shirt button and probably rolled under the bed.

The night breeze was a bit chilly, so he gave Song Shudong his military uniform jacket, and Song Shudong refused in a daze - the two of them were subordinates, and it was fine when no one was around. The guards had been waiting downstairs. It was not very good to see this attire.

But Du Yunfeng didn't care about this, he had a strong arm, he carried the other party down the stairs and got into the car all the way.

Zhao Xiaohu was originally in the driver's seat, and Song Shudong, the co-pilot next to him, was pushed in when Du Yunfeng opened the car door. He said, "You go with the guards."

Zhao Xiaohu quickly got out of the car and ran to the car behind. Song Shudong's face was flushed, and he knew what was going on just by looking at it.

He graduated from Whampoa, he thought angrily, he got it by selling his ass.

A group of three cars rushed to the camp in the outskirts.

When he first arrived in Beiping, as the chief officer, Du Yunfeng really didn't want to leave the camp and spend the night outside.

It's still cold, and it's easy to catch a cold when you fall asleep.While driving, Du Yunfeng felt Song Shudong's tightness with his free hand. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he hurriedly glanced at the co-pilot, and then looked forward, not caring about him anymore.

The clothes covered half of his face, Song Shudong was immersed in Du Yunfeng's smell, his collar smelled of sweat and body odor, he squinted his eyes and half fell asleep, and muttered: "Are you going to play Zhou Tuan?"

Du Yunfeng was a little surprised that he paid attention to this insignificant topic. While the car was bumping, he said kindly: "I didn't intend to hide it from you. In the afternoon, there is no one around Commander Song. As a subordinate, I can't bring more people."

"I understand." Song Shudong said.

"I propose to solve Zhou Tuan's problem," Du Yunfeng said calmly, looking ahead, "It's not public revenge, but I just think it's not easy for the 29th Army to make a move. I'm an outsider. If they are inconvenient, I will sell them a favor. As for Zhou Tuan himself, "He thought for a moment before continuing: "I remember the name Zhou Lan, but I can't remember why he wanted to kill me. After so long, I don't hate him. It's normal for a bandit to have an enemy, if it's not necessary, I don't want to have anything to do with him."

After speaking, he glanced at Song Shudong: "What do you think?"

Song Shudong was staring at him intently, with half of his face hidden in his clothes, his eyes were extraordinarily large, with a concentrated expression, and he said, "I really hope you never see him again."

Du Yunfeng smiled, thinking that the other party was worried about him, so he said: "If you don't let me see, I won't see you."

Fortunately, Commander Song didn't let him intervene in Zhou Tuan's affairs. Du Brigade was stationed in Nanyuan, a suburb of Beijing, and Zhou Tuan was stationed in Baoding. They were separated by hundreds of kilometers and had nothing to do with each other.

Besides, although Zhou Tuan is not particular, that Zhou Lan is a particular person. He never takes all the weapons and military pay. It was given by Zhou Lan. Madam wore it and went out shopping several times before the commander realized it belatedly.

Therefore, this week's group has not yet reached the point where it must be cleaned up severely.

The life of Zhou’s family in Tianjin is peaceful and quiet. Zhou Lan came back to visit the old lady and the dumb uncle some time ago. Shumei still doesn’t talk much, she just works nimbly.

Zhou Lan knew that he would never be able to bring up the topic of marrying Shumei again.

After he recovered, he met Mr. Lu and other friends, and the business was not as smooth as it was in Kanto. Without Imanobu Yaqing's care, even if he had a gun, it would be difficult for him to go anywhere.

Thinking of Jinxin Yaqing, Zhou Lan would be dazed, but for a moment, he would immediately find other things to do, and his mind would not stay on this person.

He also used this strategy for Du Yunfeng in his mind.

When I went back to Tianjin to meet the Hou family brothers, the Hou family brothers told the details of what happened before and after they met Du Yunfeng. Zhou Lan just listened quietly, as if Du Yunfeng returned to Tianjin with his consent. He said lightly: There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever. I am ruined and no one is obliged to accompany me. Yunfeng seeks another job. As a brother for many years, I cannot stop it, and it is not easy to make irresponsible remarks. I blame him for the contradictions, he is him, I am me, we are friends of everyone, there are no contradictions."

If he said that, it would be difficult for others to say anything.

Only He Si noticed that when Zhou Lan spoke calmly, the hand holding the wine glass was shaking, that kind of deliberate depression had reached Zhou Lan's limit.

Emotionally, He Si can't help Zhou Lan.What he can help him is to take out the part of the money that Zhou Lan left him at the beginning, and he said: "I am not short of money with you, and if I don't leave, you don't have to give me money."

Zhou Lan is a person who is good at persuading people, but he did not refuse the huge sum of money with He Si, but just took back the check, and he said: "I will use it first, and I will pay you back with interest in the future."

Following the check into his hand was He Si's hand, and He Si held his hand tightly.

Zhou Lan looked at the lush green lawn outside the window. When Du Yunfeng and him bought this house in Tianjin together, they immediately fell in love with the spacious lawn in the front yard.

Zhou Lan didn't pull his hand away.

What are the hands? What is there on his body that the other party hasn't seen?never touched?

He was like a heavy burden, which He Si carried all the way out of the Gobi desert and grassland.When the spring is green and yellow, you can’t find any grass roots when you dig three feet into the ground, and the horses are gone, leaving only people who can eat.

I heard that some of the soldiers died of illness, their eyes were red, their cheeks were thin and sallow, like a terminally ill lunatic.

Later, when someone was about to starve to death, someone was waiting by the side.

If there is no He Si, who's belly might he already be in?Turned around in the stomach, turned into a pile of human feces, left next to the hills where birds don't shit.

When he opened his eyes, he was the first thing he saw. His hair was unkempt, his face was dirty, and his nails were long. Seeing him wake up, he immediately fed him a mouthful of food.

Zhou Lan didn't think he was dirty, he only cared about him, and he had been in the city for such a long time, and he still guarded him every step of the way, for fear that someone would eat him, and refused to even take a bath.

Looking away from the window, he looked at He Si.

After more than half a year of recuperation, He Si has recovered into a strong black guy. He is tall and not hunchbacked at all. He is a handsome and taciturn young man with bright eyes. When he looked at Zhou Lan, there was a smile in his eyes. brilliance.

He didn't let go, Zhou Lan struggled slightly, but not resolutely.

He Si squeezed him tightly, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Zhou Lan sighed, raised her hand and patted the other person's back: "It's almost done, don't be ignorant of the depth."

He doesn't know how to describe this relationship, he can't be too decisive with He Si, it doesn't matter if he wants to fight or kill before, but now it doesn't work.

However, he doesn't love him.

The person he loves doesn't know whether he still loves him or not, anyway, he doesn't see him, this kind of pain tortures him day and night.

He Si loves him, and he is by his side, so why torture He Si again?

He used to think that only Du Yunfeng really liked him, and the others did it because of money, or just wanted to taste him.

But some people are clearly not.Such as Shumei, such as He Si.

If physical contact can relieve the pain of lovesickness, he is not stingy. His body has experienced more than one person, and it doesn't matter if there is one more person.

"I know you don't love me," He Si hugged him without further action, just hugged him, he was tall, lowered his head to Zhou Lan's ear, he said: "You don't love me, I don't want you .”

After finishing speaking, He Si kissed his forehead, then let go of him, and said as if nothing happened: "I'm going downstairs to prepare the car. Mr. Lu's younger brother will stage a stage play tonight. You promised to join us. The time is coming soon."

"Okay," Zhou Lan leaned against the window sill, He Si suddenly let go, he was a little unsteady, "Did you give Yunhai the other few tickets?"

"Yes, don't worry," he said without looking back when He Si's footsteps came downstairs.

In June of that year, the North China Military Region held a military strategy meeting, and all officers above the regiment level had to attend.

This made Song Shudong nervous. He thought that as long as Du Yunfeng didn't provoke Zhou Tuan, the two of them would definitely not be able to see each other. But once this meeting was held, senior military officers gathered in the capital, and they couldn't escape even if they wanted to.

Du Yunfeng saw that Song Shudong was preoccupied, depressed, and seemed to be out of his mind, so he persuaded and coaxed him, and tried his best to coax him to tell the truth.

"Why are you so afraid of him?" Du Yunfeng was surprised. He had just finished training with his soldiers. On a hot day, he took the lead in a ten-kilometer march. After taking off his training clothes, he drank tea shirtless and gurgled. The sweat was still dripping down his body, and he wiped his mouth: "With me here, can he eat you?"

"I'm not afraid of what will happen to me, I'm afraid of you." Song Shudong twisted the towel and planned to wipe him off, "You don't know how terrifying this person is. If he wants to kill someone, he will entangle himself like a poisonous snake." Don’t let go when you go up, you don’t remember how many people he killed outside the pass.”

"I heard." Du Yunfeng shook his hand, "you stay away."

He took off his vest in front of Song Shudong, put on his underpants, took a basin of water and poured it from head to toe, feeling completely chilled.

"Hey, traveler!" Zhao Xiaolong just ran into the yard, he had just tried on the new summer clothes, and even ironed them, showing off everywhere.Looking at the scene in front of him, he laughed and said, "Why are you like our little soldier, leaving the bathroom unused instead of standing in the yard to take a shower."

"Make another pot," Du Yunfeng handed the pot to Song Shudong, and hooked his fingers at Zhao Xiaolong, "Come here."

"Yes, travel seat." Zhao Xiaolong ran over with a smile. He was not tall, stood on tiptoes, and approached the other party. "What's your order?"

"Look at me," Du Yunfeng looked at him through the gap of dripping water, "don't close your eyes."

Zhao Xiaolong stood at attention, his eyes widened, not knowing what the passenger seat told him to look at.

Du Yunfeng shook his head like a dog, water splashed everywhere, and Zhao Xiaolong was thrown all over his body on the spot.

"Travel seat!" Zhao Xiaolong grinned, "I just spent this month's allowance to find someone to iron it, take a look..."

At this time Song Shudong came with a basin of water: "Traveler, are you still rushing?"

Looking at this posture, Zhao Xiaolong might not even be able to hold on to his trousers, so he yelled, "I'll go to the cooking class for the passenger seat," and then ran away.

Du Yunfeng laughed, this brat is very cheap.

"What did you say just now?" Du Yunfeng put down the basin, took the towel, and walked into the room with his slippers on, wiping them as he walked, "Oh, you told me not to see that Zhou Lan, right?"

Song Shudong followed into the room, Du Yunfeng's white underpants were drenched and stuck to his body, his buttocks were sticking up hard, the fabric on the front covered the thighs, and the outline of the chubby was completely exposed, translucent The cotton cloth couldn't stop the thickness of his hair.

Song Shudong stared, his heart beating wildly.

Du Yunfeng wiped his face and didn't wait for the other party to answer. He turned around and saw the other party's gaze.

He wiped off the water on his body as if nothing had happened, threw away the towel, stretched his waist, and took off the wet pants.

He sat beside Kang Yan'er, lit a cigarette casually, and said to Song Shudong in a leisurely manner, "Come here!"

Song Shudong just came back to his senses, his face turned red immediately, and he took a few steps slowly, and within just a few steps, Du Yunfeng's place stood up.

Through the smoke, Du Yunfeng said softly: "Do you like it?"

Song Shudong curled his lips and muttered, "Who doesn't!"

"Don't like it?" Du Yunfeng stared at the other party with a smile, biting a cigarette with his snow-white teeth, stretched out his hands and untied the other party's waistband three times, "If you don't like it, I can give it to someone else!"

"You dare," Song Shudong said immediately, "you promised me."

Du Yunfeng smiled while biting a cigarette.

"You're domineering." Du Yunfeng kicked off the opponent's pants, hugged his waist, and let the opponent ride on his crotch easily. He held a cigarette in one hand and wrapped his arms around the opponent's smooth waist with the other. The tip of his nose was pressed against the opponent's neck and chest, as if Sniffing for clues, he said, "Have you ever smoked?"

Song Shudong hugged his head and kissed him, his lower body also tended to look up, he said softly: "Don't suck."

Du Yunfeng leaned against his entrance, pressed his waist, and entered.Song Shudong frowned in pain, but fortunately Du Yunfeng was not reckless, he kissed Song Shudong's brow lightly, put the cigarette in his hand into the other's mouth, and raised his hand to mess with Song Shudong's hair, he looked at Song Shudong, looked at, The eyes fluctuated with turbulent emotions.

"What's wrong?" Song Shudong asked, wanting to take out the cigarette that got in the way.

"Hold it," Du Yunfeng pressed down his hand and stared at him obsessively. The things under him suddenly became agitated and hardened. up top.

Song Shudong worked hard to cooperate and relax himself as much as possible. Du Yunfeng's eyes just now were like a pool of water, full of love, almost drowning him.

He was hot all over, and his heart melted, only to hear Du Yunfeng whisper: "I dreamed of you many times, just like this with a cigarette in your mouth, your hair covering your eyes, I, I...I really love you to death! "

A heart is instantly cold.

One cold and one hot, a hard sword could be tempered in his heart.

A couple a hundred days of grace in one day, a couple of hundred days is like the depth of the sea.

Du Yunfeng will try his best to do what he promised him, including the matter of "not seeing someone".

The meeting in Beiping was very large. People from Nanjing, Tianjin, Shijiazhuang, and Qingdao all came to garrison officers. Baoding was a battleground for military strategists.

The people from Nanjing are basically from the Whampoa family, the direct descendants of the Central Army, headed by Mo Zhicheng, the deputy commander of the 200th Division organized by Chairman Jiang himself. Although he is only a deputy commander, he is a special commissioner of the party and state leaders Representatives, naturally enjoy the supreme status in the North China Garrison headed by the 29th Army.

Commander Mo was dragged into the rostrum seat by Commander Song. His rank was quite different, but in fact he was treated as an equal.

And Du Yunfeng, as the brigade commander of the Central Army Mixed Brigade of the North China Garrison, is like the "gilded" son of Nanjing who was placed outside. The support of the stars and the moon.

What is more obvious than the general meeting is the private occasion. The gathering of senior military officers is not only an opportunity for factions to show their strength, but also an opportunity to win over each other. Master Mo and Du Yunfeng, as the natural faction, have become the hot spots to be sought after.

"Principals love talent," Mr. Mo talked with Du Yunfeng at the banquet after the meeting, "Principals believe that the key to using troops lies in generals, and the key to victory or defeat lies in generals. Fighting wars is fighting generals."

Du Yunfeng nodded thoughtfully: "Principal is wise, as the saying goes, there are raging soldiers and raging soldiers. Whether this team is good or not really depends on who leads it."

The content of the conversation between the two is not private, but others can't intervene for a while, because the two of them are qualified to be called "Principal", and the others can only be called "Chairman" no matter how high they are.

This is the natural difference of blood, the natural advantage of the Whampoa faction that is different from other factions, even Commander Song, who governs the four provinces and three cities, can't get involved.

Commander Mo also told Du Yunfeng the more secretive content. The two of them chatted privately on the small sofa next to each other after boasting enough to each other in the bustling big box.

"Baoding Lu School will soon have a batch of new cadets graduating. They have been trained for more than a year. They are of good quality. You should pay close attention. When the time comes, please apply to the principal, or ask General Zhang to ask him to send a cadet team. Now that you have this group of junior officers, you can recruit more troops according to the establishment," Master Mo advised his junior brother Du Yunfeng, "Your brigade has already accomplished a lot, and if you work hard, it will not be a problem to promote him to a division."

"Brother's love, little brother, thank you for your advice." Du Yunfeng was not polite to the senior brother of the third phase of Whampoa, and then Jiu Jin chatted about his thoughts, "I don't have a strong desire for official positions. As long as I am allowed to fight, I can fight with you." The little devil is really doing it, I can be a platoon leader." He glanced at the crowd around him, it was very lively, and he focused on his own topic, "I don't want to fight with the Chinese anymore, It's no fun, those mud legs can't make a big climate, they will run away if they are hit hard, and they will scatter if they are chased hard, the cruel bandits in the fierce mountains and rivers, it's no fun."

"Hey, be careful what you say." Mo Zhicheng has a good drinker, and his mind is still very clear after a bottle of Moutai. He put on Du Yunfeng's shoulder like an elder, and lowered his voice, "Brother Yunfeng, be careful what you say. The headmaster still cares about this order."

Du Yunfeng smiled and didn't insist. He patted Lao Mo's knee: "I understand, so I'll tell you about it."

"Hahaha, what are you two whispering?" Army Commander Song escaped from the siege of many of his subordinates and came to the small sofa for two people. Not low."

"Commander," Du Yunfeng immediately stood up, "Please take a seat!"

Commander Song sat beside Mo Zhicheng, and joked with Du Yunfeng: "Look at how clever this young man is. He is already a brigade commander at the age of 26. There are not many young and promising officers like you in our army."

Du Yunfeng smiled, and wanted to say a few words of modesty, but made a joke out of nowhere: "I've heard of your miraculous independent group, and the leader is only in his early twenties."

"Oh, you have a headache," Commander Song couldn't say a word, and he couldn't laugh or cry. He turned his head and complained to Mo Zhicheng, "The chairman put this regiment here, it's a test of his trust in me, and it's really a big test! You can't get close to the Japanese. Damn, something happened when I was close to my own people. My team leader looked gentle, but in fact he didn't take hard and soft things. This time, he just said he was sick and didn't come to the meeting. He also saw that I had to carry the chairman This honor, don't touch him."

Old Mo laughed loudly: "That regiment, you can take care of it, but when the Japanese come, you just throw it to the front line and let him live or die."

After complaining, Army Commander Song made a wry smile, rubbed his temples, showed off his hard work, and showed the mess he had cleaned up for the Chairman. Then he got down to business and discussed with Commander Mo about the issue of the amount of military pay given by Nanjing.

In the smell of wine and cigarettes that filled the room, Du Yunfeng thought fuzzily, it's good, that person didn't come, so Xiao Shudong can rest assured.