Sansheng is only for you

Kenji Fujima:

I really didn't think that what was said in that letter would be true. I wanted to explain, but Nan Lie couldn't listen at all. After he loudly reprimanded me for being naive, he resolutely returned to his hometown.

I know that an unintentional mistake of mine has caused irreparable harm to him, and cast a shadow over our relationship that has been established after several twists and turns.

A month later, Nan Lie came back, and in order to cleanse him up, I specially set up a hot pot.I told him that I had prepared the best lamb meat for him, but he didn't speak; in order to ease the embarrassment, I told him that I made the dumplings according to his instructions this time, and I promised that the dumplings would not be "torn and bruised" like last time. He still didn't speak; finally, I told him that today's cabbage was cooked in the way he liked, and this time he interrupted me, saying that he just wanted to have a quiet meal.At that moment, I understood that there was an irreparable rift in the relationship between us...

Nan Lie:

After taking care of my mother's funeral, I returned to Tianjin and still worked as a porter at the dock.Seeing that my mental state was poor, Kishimoto advised me to go back and rest, but I told him that I didn't want to go back because I didn't know how to face Fujima.I understand that Fujima was born in a famous family and was originally a noble son, but for the sake of love, he was willing to accompany me here to live a hard life.And I have seen everything he has done these days, knowing that he is trying his best to please and make up for it, but I just can't control my emotions and speak coldly to him.Because when I see him, I think about how unhappy my mother must have been at the end of her life.

That night, Kishimoto invited me to his house for dinner, but I unexpectedly saw the woman who had been in his rickshaw.It turned out that her name was Mari Kawai, and she had been a dancer a few years ago, and now she has followed Kishimoto since she was born.But what she said during the dinner made me wake up. She said: "You don't drink a bowl of soup when it is in front of you, but you feel a pity when it is poured out. I will miss a lot of things, and the daily self-blame and guilt will only make me miss more things in front of me, and make people around me even more uncomfortable."

Kenji Fujima:

This night, I waited until ten o'clock in the evening to come to Nanlie.Seeing his dusty appearance, I guessed that he probably hadn't eaten yet, so I proposed to heat up the dishes and then have dinner together.But he turned around and took out a steaming baked sweet potato from the paper bag and put it in my hand.At that moment, I felt tears welling up in my eyes, Nan Lie, he finally forgave me!

But the good times didn’t last long. One day not long after that, I overheard the news that the dock workers went on strike and demonstrated on the radio, protesting against the collusion between capital and government officials and businessmen, and their disregard for people’s lives.Moreover, at this time, the government has sent a large number of military police to suppress, causing bloody conflicts, numerous casualties, and the situation is grim.Worried about Nan Lie's comfort, I rushed to the pier immediately.

When I arrived at the pier, the dock workers had already fought with the military and the police, and the scene was in chaos.But I was trying to search for that figure in this chaos.

I vaguely saw Nanlie supporting Kishimoto, who was shot, and running away behind the cover of several dock workers.I wanted to call out to him, but it was too late, they had already disappeared from my sight...

Nan Lie:

"Protest against collusion between government and business! Protest against human life! Demand reasonable compensation!"

I, Kishimoto, and other workers at the dock chanted slogans loudly, and finally attracted the military and police.They demanded that we stop the strike immediately and continue working.We vowed not to give up, to fight with them to the end, and to demand the rights that dock workers should have.

Without further ado, the military and police tried to arrest us all, so a workers' strike broke out. During the contest with the military and police, Kishimoto blocked the bullet for me.I helped him escape to the rear under the cover of several workers.

We ran all the way to the railway station and sneaked on a train to Harbin. In that carriage, Kishimoto uttered the last words of his life intermittently. Flowers!" At that moment, I was moved by his enthusiasm for loyalty to the revolution.

The train finally moved, and we escaped the military police.I hugged Kishimoto and said to him: "We are safe, we are safe." But the person in my arms didn't breathe any more. At that moment, I felt as if my mouth and nose were covered and I couldn't cry out. ,It broke our hearts!