The Plow

离开观星社，凌枢他们心中对吴五的疑惑没有解除，反倒更深了。

凌枢甚至怀疑，杨春和的失踪，甚至冯珍珠的自杀，都跟吴五有关。

但冯珍珠自杀对吴五又有什么好处？

Could it be that he had a lover outside and disliked that Feng Zhenzhu might be tainted, so he deliberately taunted Feng Zhenzhu with words, so that Feng Zhenzhu could not bear the pressure and went to a dead end?And after he killed someone, he was afraid, so he left?

This makes no sense.

Because it is impossible for Wu Wu to hide outside for a lifetime, and he will always come back, it is impossible for the Feng family not to investigate.

如果不是嫌弃冯珍珠，那又是什么原因？

Ling Shu felt that there must be something hidden in it, and he and Yue Dingtang hadn't found the answer yet.

The only thing that can be proved is that Wu Wu is not as affectionate as he appears to the outside world, and his love for Feng Zhenzhu may not be out of sincere love.

"I heard that the relationship between Wu Wu and his fourth brother is not particularly good." Ling Shu said suddenly.

Yue Dingtang: "They are not brothers from the same mother."

Ling Shu shook his head: "I mean, if you hate someone, would you like his fiancée?"

岳定唐：“一般情况下，不太可能，除非他对冯珍珠爱慕已久，非常喜欢。”

凌枢：“我原本也以为如此，但如果你很喜欢一个人，会在学校对另外的女人表现出兴趣吗？”

刚才何嘉年虽然没有说得很直白，但意思已经非常清楚，他觉得吴五是个花花公子，加入观星社的目的也是为了跟女学生搭讪，而不是真正对天文星象感兴趣。除了杨春和之外，他还接近过好几个女学生，只不过最终将目标锁定在杨春和身上。

Is it because Yang Chunhe's family background is ordinary, so it's easier to take the bait?

Yue Dingtang: "Wu Wu can't be found for the time being, let's go to Yang's house to have a look."

From Yang Chunhe, there may be some clues to be found.

Yue Dingtang was deeply impressed by Yang Chun and the Canglong Qisu repeatedly mentioned in those notebooks.

虽然那未必就真跟什么一贯道的青龙会有关，但在笔记里未必不能再找到一些跟杨春和失踪有关的线索。

Ling Shu yawned: "That's what I mean, let's go."

The sun was just right, and his whole body was full of laziness, only the words wanting to sleep were written on his face.

Yue Dingtang walked a few steps and found that the other party was not moving. He thought he was being lazy again, so he stopped and turned around.

But he saw Ling Shu standing under the tree in a daze.

Yue Dingtang walked over.

"Why, do you want to learn from Newton to understand the gravitational force?"

Ling Shu smiled slightly.

"I just suddenly remembered a past event."

岳定唐略一思忖：“《罗密欧与朱丽叶》？”

Ling Shu snorted, "How did you guess that?"

岳定唐笑了：“不知道，我只是也正好想起那件事。”

The young and frivolous two, one shouted on the tree, the other jumped under the tree, Yue Dingtang was no match for Ling Shu's sharp tongue, and wanted to fight up the tree, but luckily, the two fell down together.

When the years go by and the details are blurred, only the book "Romeo and Juliet" becomes eternal in the depths of memory.

He thought he was the only one who remembered that episode, but he didn't expect the other party to remember it too.

一个人记得是凄清，两个人记得，就是惊喜了。

"I kept that book with me before I went to France. I originally wanted to give it to you when you saw it off, but I didn't expect—"

"I didn't expect that I didn't go later."

凌枢抬起头，阳光透过树叶间隙洒落点点金斑，像记忆的细屑，落在身上，融入骨血。

“其实我本来想去的，但我爹病重卧床不起，抓着我的手说希望看我成家再走，我去跟杜蕴宁说，希望事急从权，过后再好好补偿她一个婚礼，但她犹豫了，她说家里长辈不答应。当时凌家境况已经大不如前，因为我爹的病又花了不少，杜家已经开始后悔这门婚事，我知道，但我爹不知道，我不能让他老人家知道这件事，只能让杜蕴宁帮我假戏真做，她不愿意，我们俩就吵了一架。后来的事情，你应该都听说了。”

Ling's father passed away, Ling's family fell into ruin, Du's family repented of their marriage, and Ling Yao spent all their wealth to ask Ling Shu to go out to study.

The Ling family, which was once prosperous for a while, just disappeared in the vast Shanghai, unremarkable like a wave in the tide of the sea.

"Actually, I'm very glad that the Du family regretted their marriage." Yue Dingtang said bluntly.

If Du Yuning is firm in his heart and wants to be with Ling Shu despite his family's opposition, then everyone may have to go to another road now.

But in reality, if there is no if, everything cannot be repeated.

Even if you miss it, you can still hold hands tightly in the end. This is the best ending for Yue Dingtang.

He believed it was the same for Ling Shu.

"If the Du family hadn't regretted their marriage, I guess I would be a wealthy son-in-law with nothing to do now. I'm lazy, and I wouldn't move forward unless I was forced. If I hadn't left for Shanghai, I wouldn't have known the world. How big is it, what can I do."

Ling Shu stretched, still looking boneless, smiling at Yue Dingtang and squinting his eyes.

“说为国为民实在太大了，我担不起这么大的志向，但大老爷们堂堂一世，能在战场上多杀几个敌人，干点爷们该干的事，挺好，哪怕落下一身伤，我也觉得，问心无愧，很痛快……你这样看我做什么？”

Yue Dingtang said truthfully: "I think you are very charming."

Ling Shu chuckled.

岳定唐：“我要是早知道你去云南，兴许——”

Just follow along.

A hail of bullets, living and dying together, another kind of life seems to be good.

Ling Shu hurriedly said: "Don't! You are a piece of material for studying. You are different from us big bastards. You are destined to be a professor of culture. I am afraid that you will become cannon fodder immediately when you go to the battlefield. We still get what we deserve." Bar!"

岳定唐一听，哟呵，小样还嘚瑟起来了。

"For such a long time, I haven't held you back, have I?"

凌枢：“平时跟战场可是两回事。”

岳定唐：“我枪法不比你差。”

Ling Shu: "It's not just marksmanship... By the way, speaking of which, where did you learn your marksmanship? Did you go to a military academy abroad?"

Yue Dingtang: "You want to know?"

凌枢一副毫无好奇心的表情：“您爱说不说。”

Yue Dingtang: ...

The two bickered as they walked, and soon arrived at Yang's house.

The Yang family and his wife were still frowning, but Shen Renjie was so idle that he was about to germinate, and he started to complain when he saw them.

“我说岳长官，我还得在这里守多久？我现在算是明白了，清闲是清闲，可清闲过头也是要命了，什么事都没有，这人迟早都会废掉。这几天杨家别说生人了，连左邻右舍都不上门打招呼，说句不好听的，连外头的狗都绕着杨家走，我倒是想找条狗逗逗闷子呢，人家也不带搭理我的……”

Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang looked around Yang's house, and finally entered Yang Chunhe's room, and Shen Renjie followed behind, chattering all the way.

“这封请柬哪来的？”凌枢突兀道。

沈人杰蓦地住口，莫名其妙：“什么请柬？”

Ling Shu picked up a red bronzing invitation card on the desk.

Shen Renjie was confused: "I just entered this room this morning, I didn't see this thing!"

Ling Shu opened the invitation.

To Mr. Yang,

谨订于民国22年七月十五日子时，于青龙山庄举行婚礼，届时车马接送，恭候贵客光临。

There is no signature underneath, nor is it written who the bride and groom are.

"Where did this thing come from?"

Shen Renjie stared at the ink-colored font on it, feeling chills, and couldn't help taking two steps back, taking a breath, he even suspected that the ink-color was actually written by blood, with a faint smell of blood.