All Quiet in Peking [Fang Cui] People live long

At that time, Fang Mengao was working as an instructor in the flight brigade, training a group of recruits to death.The rigor of the actual combat exercise reached the point where those who heard it couldn't bear to hear it, and those who saw it were horrified, but no one disobeyed him.Because he, Fang Mengao, in flight training, he is the principle, he is God.

"Correct your posture, how long is this meeting?! Didn't eat!? Keep practicing!"

As soon as Cui Zhongshi arrived, he heard Fang Mengao's reprimand.

He glanced at the box of red wine in his left hand, and a bag of top-quality Camel cigars in his right.Then put things down and looked at the huge training ground.

The sky is vast and infinite, my heart is free and far-reaching, and the sky and the earth are in harmony with my heart.

Cui Zhongshi looked at Fang Mengao, who was full of vigor and heroism, training the young recruits, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved into a soft smile.

He saw the bead of sweat dripping from the foreheads of each young soldier, their resolute and forbearing expressions, deeply painful but gritting their teeth and refusing to let go.I think the instructions above are appropriate.

It is very necessary to develop such a young general, because none of the soldiers he brings out is not made of iron.

In the future, the day when our army's gold and iron horses will enter Peiping...

All men have ambitions, which are born with blood and faith.She will not be hidden because of her elegant demeanor and gentle smile.On the contrary, it hides deeper in the heart, and once it erupts, volcanic magma gushes out of the sky and sparks fly.

I don't know how long the training has been, but Cui Zhongshi just stood quietly.

The scorching weather in July has also made him sweat heavily.

Fang Mengao ordered the recruits to rest. Although the recruits were extremely thirsty, they still lined up to fetch water in a disciplined manner without making any noise.

Iron-like military discipline.

Fang Mengao turned around and found Cui Zhongshi who had been waiting.

Fang Mengao frowned, and said with some displeasure: "Which department are you from? The Air Force combat unit is training, and no one else is allowed to come in casually."

Cui Zhongshi subconsciously stroked the gold frame, looked straight into the other's eyes, and smiled gently: "Meng Ao, hello. My name is Cui Zhongshi, and I am the current deputy director of the treasury of the Beiping Branch of the Central Bank. work under his command."

Fang Mengao's originally kind face immediately turned gloomy.

He looked up at the sky and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Father, where did I get my father from? Deputy Director Cui, I'm afraid you've got the wrong person."

Cui Zhongshi had carefully investigated Fang Mengao's background before, and knew that there was a deep gap between him and his father.He took advantage of this and took the position of deputy director of the treasury.He approached Fang Mengao on the pretext of repairing the relationship between Fang's father and son.

He could think of Fang Mengao resisting his father, but he didn't expect to be so strange to him.

Cui Zhongshi also stopped talking about this matter.

Turning around, he took out a bottle of red wine from the box, smiled, and handed it to Fang Mengao silently.

The air froze at this moment.

Fang Mengao glanced at the bottle of red wine, and looked at Cui Zhongshi scrutinizingly.The corner of his mouth was smiling, but he didn't answer.

fling in teeth.

Cui Zhongshi half-closed his eyebrows, and raised a vaguely meaningful smile, but it was still gentle and subtle.

The hand holding the red wine bottle stayed in the air, but Cui Zhongshi showed no sign of embarrassment.

"I paid for the red wine myself. The red wine and cigarettes are all I want to give to you. It has nothing to do with the president, let alone a penny in the bank." Cui Zhongshi said with a smile in his voice .

Fang Mengao looked at him suspiciously and said, "Why did you send me?"

"Because I admire you." Cui Zhongshi said firmly, with sincerity in his eyes.

Fang Mengao laughed out loud when he heard this.For a moment, the laughter stopped.Reaching out to take the red wine, "Okay, it's a reason. You go, the flight team still needs training."

Cui Zhongshi bowed deeply in his direction, and then stood up steadily: "Drink the red wine with your brothers first, and the cigarettes over there are the best. I will come again."

As he spoke, he pushed his glasses unconsciously, turned and left.

Fang Mengao opened the red wine and took a sip, watching the dark blue figure drift away, thoughtful.

Of course, this incident was just a small episode in Captain Fang's military training life, and he didn't take it too seriously.It's just that when drinking red wine and smoking a cigar every day, I occasionally think of that elegant figure in navy blue.

It was another day of training, but it seemed that things were not going well under his hands. Even a small operation made this group of recruits burnt out, their heads were like elm wood, and they couldn't understand it.Fang Mengao was so angry that he still held back and taught patiently. After the teaching was over, the sun was already dark.

With nowhere to vent his sulking, Fang Mengao decided to go for a walk.

The bustle of the Qinhuai River in Nanjing is at night.The hot coal-like weather also makes people feel refreshed by the cool breeze at night. After all, the night market tonight is booming.It was only after [-] o'clock in the evening, and there were a lot of food trucks with food vendors popping up along the bank, and the sound of oars from the Funato Restaurant was heard on the river.Those on the shore and on the river are soliciting business.

Although the economy of the Kuomintang-controlled area has been depressed, the Qinhuai River is still "□□" as before.

People come and go, and there is a lot of traffic.Between the intertwined clothes and temples, Fang Mengao suddenly saw the navy blue figure.

He stopped for a moment in front of a burden selling glutinous rice balls stuffed with black sesame seeds, and seemed to see him shaking his head, then turned and left.

What is he doing?

Buy glutinous rice balls?But why did you leave again?

In this irritating and boring summer, Fang Meng Ao suddenly became curious.

He followed the man's footsteps openly, but he did not forget to buy a bowl of glutinous rice balls at the stall.Although he himself doesn't like these sweet and greasy things.

Cui Zhongshi's footsteps were steady, but not slow.You can see the firm temperament from the back.

Fang Mengao followed him, but came to a candy store.

What is this man going to do?People in their twenties still like sweet things so much

But Cui Zhongshi smiled and took out a few dollars from his briefcase, bought two packs of Mickey Mouse candies, and put them in the briefcase.

He doesn't eat?

What is that sugar?For children?

He has a baby!

Fang Mengao suddenly felt incredible, would such a man have children?His wife must be an intellectual like him.

Just as he was thinking about it, he didn't realize that someone was already standing in front of him.

"Meng Ao? Why are you here?" Cui Zhongshi asked with a gentle smile, with some doubts in his tone.

Fang Mengao came back to his senses in an instant, and said as if nothing had happened: "Today's training is over, I'm going out for a walk."

"Oh, so that's the case." Cui Zhongshi smiled.

Fang Mengao was a little uncomfortable by his smile, and took the other person's hand and stuffed the bowl of glutinous rice balls into the other's hand: "I just bought it, and it's still hot. I can't eat it, so I'll give it to you."

Cui Zhongshi lowered his head slightly, seemed to be thinking for a while, then raised his head and smiled at him.

That smile made Fang Mengao's heart pound.

"I see, then thank you."

"You bought me cigarettes and wine, and I'll give you this bowl of glutinous rice balls. It's nothing." Fang Mengao said.

"Well. It's getting late, Meng Ao, I'm going back. You can go shopping by yourself." Cui Zhongshi said, nodded slightly at him, turned and left.

The navy blue back is especially beautiful in the night.

The author has something to say: hey hey hey hey hey.

☆, drunk

It has been more than two months since Cui Zhongshi said "I will come again". When Cui Zhongshi appeared again carrying a box of red wine, it was just in time for the flying brigade to rest.

Of course, most of them are far away from home, and they have booked train tickets for tomorrow, and they still have to stay in the training camp for another night tonight.

These new recruits drank Cui Zhongshi's red wine for a month, and they were particularly happy to see this deputy director Cui who "follow him and have wine" coming.

The night is just right, and the breeze is blowing.

A group of people formed a circle and sang military songs, loud and distant...

Xu Changwu's sharp eyes saw Cui Zhongshi at a glance, and immediately drew him into the circle.

"Deputy Director Cui, are you here to deliver red wine to our captain again?" Guo Zhengang said with a square face, with a serious expression accompanied by a very joking tone, and the circle burst into laughter.

"That's not true, Deputy Director Cui is a good brother of our captain, and he even has a share of drinking red wine with us." Xu Changwu replied, and there was another chuckle in the circle.

Cui Zhongshi smiled slightly, and replied: "Where is this talking. You are all talents in the party state, what is a few bottles of red wine worth? Bring red wine, and everyone should drink together."

But Fang Mengao responded: "Well said. Bring the red wine, let's drink together, but Deputy Director Cui asked you to leave last time, can't you not drink this time?"

In the night, Fang Meng Ao smiled heartily, looking heroic and handsome.

Cui Zhongshi waved his hand: "This makes you laugh. I really can't drink. When I drink, I tend to make mistakes."

"Hey, who doesn't make mistakes in life? You say yes, Captain. Deputy Director Cui, I'm happy tonight. Let's have a drink together. When you get drunk and make mistakes, our captain will send you back." Xu Changwudang That is to say, he took out a bottle of red wine from the box, opened it swiftly and handed it to Cui Zhongshi.

Fang Mengao nodded.

Cui Zhongshi had no choice but to take it and took a few sips.

But after that, I don't know who suggested that there should be a drinking order, so I just talked about what happened this year, and when someone came across a few doggerels, it was considered a pass.

Xu Changwu was the first to start. He didn't have much ink in his stomach, so he just said with a bitter face: "This year's family is doing well, and a lot of dollars have come in. The French currency can't be spent, so I have to make paper." These four messy sentences can't hold the rhyme. It also calmed down the atmosphere.

Cui Zhongshi glanced at these young cheeks, feeling a sense of untimely for them.

In 37, one hundred French currency could buy two cows. At this time, a catty of grain cost [-] French currency.

"Hey, what are you talking about. Xu Changwu, I want you to read more books. There is no ink in your stomach, and you can't even make a doggerel. Drink it!" Fang Mengao took out a bottle of wine and threw it over. Xu Changwu caught it sharply. , Pulled the stopper and drank half a bottle in one go.

Xu Changwu still didn't forget to tease, "Deputy Director Cui is a cultural person, why don't you come up with a song?"

Cui Zhongshi smiled warmly when he heard this, but he didn't speak.It's not difficult for him to write poems, but what happened to him this year, can he write poems to let them know?

"I don't know how to compose poems, but I still remember one, which is very suitable for the current situation." Cui Zhongshi said, and slowly recited "The Journey of the Yanmen Prefect" by Li He, known as "the ghost in the poem".

The black cloud was pressing down on the city and the city was about to be destroyed, and Jiaguang opened golden scales to the sun.

The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with Yanzhi and condensed night purple.

The half-rolled red flag is approaching Yishui, and the frost is heavy and the sound of cold is not heard.

Report your favor on the golden platform, and bring Yulong to die for the king.

At this moment, the first army has already fought in Liaoshen, defeated the national army, and the Kuomintang-Communist war has changed from national attack and defense to a stalemate.It is really "the half-rolled red flag facing Yishui", and in the future, it will definitely come to Peiping. □□Can you build a golden platform?

When he said the last sentence to support Yulong to die as the king, his eyes were fixed on Fang Mengao.

His eyes are warm and still, and then the world comes into focus.

In the poem, the gold and iron horses kill and seize, in his eyes, they all turn into the open and grand after thousands of sails have passed.

Fang Mengao froze and turned his head unconsciously.He still said: "I agreed to write a poem, but why did Deputy Director Cui memorize the poem? Drink, drink!" Passed the wine over and watched the other party calmly drink a small half of the bottle.He didn't say a word.

"Cheer up!" Fang Mengao said, took Cui Zhongshi's remaining half bottle of wine, and drank another half bottle directly at the mouth of the bottle.

Immediately fell into deep thought, Li He's poem just now...

Cui Zhongshi recited it to himself. He was taught since he was a child that "if you don't study poetry, you can't speak." What is he implying?

Looking at Cui Zhongshi's already drunk face, he made a fuss for a while, and carried him into the car.

Cui Zhongshi is not the particularly thin type, but it is not heavy in his arms.The whole body exudes a strong aroma of wine, as if his whole body is a bottle of fragrant and mellow red wine.

Intoxicating.

Fang Mengao looked at the face of the other party who was silently sleeping, folded Cui Zhongshi's eyes, put them in the other party's pocket, and drove.

The jeep emits a warm beam of light at night and raises a cloud of dust after driving.

He brought Cui Zhongshi to his temporary living place, and just turned over the other person's face. Although he hated doing it, he still couldn't find any phone number or anything that could prove his home address.

After Cui Zhongshi was drunk, he was not like ordinary people, staggering and drinking madly, instead he just fell asleep quietly, which was very similar to his temperament.With such a drunk appearance, how could he make a mistake?

He took off his clothes, washed his face with a towel, and put him on the bed.I went to sleep on the sofa by myself.

Suddenly Fang Mengao realized what he was doing?

The dignified captain of the National Flying Brigade changed his clothes for a man, and actually started a servant's job?

But what Fang Mengao didn't expect was that Cui Zhongshi would talk in his sleep.

He was lying on the sofa and was about to fall asleep, but he heard the man talking vaguely.He bent down and listened closer, but unexpectedly, the man sprayed the smell of wine on his ears, which was so warm that it made people feel itchy.

"Xiaoyun...I'm sorry..." Cui Zhongshi said vaguely, the name came out of his mouth, but it was a kind of heart-shattering pain.

Xiaoyun?Is that someone he loves?

"I... can't go back to Yan'an... I, I might die there..." Cui Zhongshi said intermittently.

Fang Mengao suddenly became alert, Yan'an!

This person, is it?

Cui Zhongshi is a gangster, but why didn't he find out for so long, that he got close to him for so many days, was it all to develop himself into one of them?

Fang Mengao's mouth was full of a bitter smile.

I don't want to hear it anymore.

But can he be ruthless and send this person to a military court for trial?Fang Mengao has always been soft-hearted. As a vital part of the state machine, he has a heart that can be worried and painful. This is ironic.

Lifting his head, Cui Zhongshi's alcoholic voice still rang in his ears: "I love you..."

Fang Mengao lowered his head, and lightly touched the light-colored lips of the other party with his lips.

"Xiaoyun..."

The author has something to say: Well... I really don't know how to abuse you..

☆, hug

The cold morning light awakened Cui Zhongshi, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his body was not covered.Surrounded by unfamiliar decorations, I looked around and saw a note on the table under a bowl of glutinous rice balls stuffed with black sesame seeds——

The rice is still hot, eat it while it's hot.

I put the clothes on the bedside, they are all new, never worn, I don’t know your size, so you just make do with it.

Also, wait for me at Beidinghe at eight o'clock tonight.

Fang Mengao

Cui Zhongshi stared at the note for a long while, the other party's concern for him was obvious, and he went to buy his favorite breakfast.Beidinghe...what the hell is going on?

Cui Zhongshi didn't think of any reason, put on his clothes, took the note and left.

Back at the Beiping branch, it was the immediate boss, President Fang, who called.

Hurriedly rushed to the living and office of the two-story western-style building where President Fang lived. Although his face was calm and indifferent, he still couldn't help marveling at the luxury of Fang's house.President Fang is a top financial student who graduated from Harvard University. He has a good relationship with the Kong family and the Song family. He is also the president of the Beiping branch.The government specially allocated funds to build the Fang family mansion.

I don't know how much money was spent on the design of this house alone.

Walked up the spiral staircase on the second floor, waited outside the house for a while, Fang Buting finally let him in.

Fang Buting sat on the simple wooden chair with a friendly smile on his face.Although he is old, he wears glasses, but he is obviously elegant, reliable and shrewd.But it is somewhat similar to Cui Zhongshi.

"Xiao Cui, are you here? Sit down." Fang Buting said.

Cui Zhongshi carefully observed the other party's reaction, and then sat down with the corner of his mouth bent.He lowered his head slightly, on the one hand to show that he was listening, and on the other hand to show a respectful and respectful attitude.

He seems to have done this kind of thing instinctively.

"Xiao Cui, you have been in the Beiping branch for more than half a year. Your ability is obvious to all, and I am also old. There are so many things that I can't figure out clearly. Xiao Cui, from now on, the accounts in the bank will bother you. It's over." Fang Buting said as usual, Cui Zhongshi was surprised by how warm his words were.

Cui Zhongshi frowned slightly, and said tentatively: "The president means..."

"En." Fang Buting replied without saying anything, but stood up and patted Cui Zhongshi's shoulder, "I'm most assured of leaving the matter to you. It's getting late, you go out."

"Yes." Cui Zhongshi replied obediently, and quietly exited the room.

Fang Buting entrusted Peiping's accounts to him?What are you thinking?

Soon the answer was revealed, which also made Cui Zhongshi fall into the mud that could not be washed away in his life.

Take the account, launder the white, and give money to people.

All the filthy money that one can think of goes through his hands, especially the messy account of the Food and Distribution Committee that is about to kill him.

Cui Zhongshi is a person who is extremely self-disciplined mentally. He can't bear himself to do such a thing, but he has to force himself to do it, because the organization also gave him the task of absorbing Fang Mengao.

Cui Zhongshi could understand Fang Mengao's feelings to a certain extent, his father was indeed not a noble person.

Whether it was seven years ago or seven years later, they will continue to entrap others to achieve themselves.

At that time, Cui Zhongshi felt that his whole life would be ruined by Fang's father and son.

At eight o'clock that night, Cui Zhongshi put on his navy blue suit and glasses, and waited quietly for Fang Mengao by the Beiding River.At this moment, the sky is gloomy, the moon has lost its black clouds, and it is clear and cold and sticky, as if it wants to penetrate into the bottom of people's hearts.The trees on both sides were full of shadows, and their teeth and claws were all black and fell to the ground.

Cui Zhongshi looked at the Beiding River, which seemed to be calm, but was actually still and deep, with dark waves, and he had different thoughts.

Five minutes later, the lights of the military jeep pierced the night like a sharp sword.

Cui Zhongshi turned around to see the people in the car get off. They were all dressed in military uniform with their arms and sleeves rolled up.His appearance is handsome, and he has some American manners.

Absorb him, protect him.

Give him half of my life, until [-].

Cui Zhongshi looked at him gently, with a heart-warming smile on his face.

Fang Meng Ao made up his mind, walked up to him, stared into his eyes——

The corner of the mouth asked with difficulty: "You, are you □□?" It was clearly a question, but it was still in a statement tone.

Cui Zhongshi did not lower his head, but looked deeply into the depths of his eyes: "You know it all," nodded slightly, "I am."

Fang Mengao turned sideways, turned his head to look at the black water surface, his figure was shaking a little. "You are not afraid, I will report you and send you to the military court of the Kuomintang?"

Cui Zhongshi lowered his eyebrows, thought for a few seconds, and then replied: "I trust you, you won't."

The tone is so indisputable.

Fang Mengao laughed into the deep night, the brief laughter was not as hearty as before.

"Cui Zhongshi, who are you? A lurking gangster next to me, how could I not report him? You also think too noble of me, Fang Meng Ao."

Cui Zhongshi took a step forward, and lightly placed his right hand on Fang Mengao's shoulder, bringing a burst of unexpected warmth.

He softened his voice and said slowly: "You didn't report me, not because of me. It's because you and I are both people of faith." His voice seemed to come from far away in the sky, but it was always Little by little, inch by inch, the whole confused heart was warmed.

"Report to the king on the golden stage, and support Yulong to die for the king. Not for personal reasons, not for the king, but for this country and this nation." Cui Zhongshi continued, his voice was wet, and he was obviously emotional.

Fang Mengao didn't reply, he stood upright, and didn't knock off his right hand.

The strength in his hands increased slightly, as if he wanted to put all his life's warmth and trust on this person.

"It is everyone's responsibility to fight chaos and save the country. Now the Kuomintang-controlled area is already devastated, the economy is even more depressed, corruption is prevalent, and people's grievances are boiling. This day, sooner or later, will change."

Fang Mengao seemed to be touched, and looked at him with bright and clear eyes, as if Cui Zhongshi was the guide on the Sansheng Bridge.

"The building of the Jiang family dynasty will collapse, which is predictable. And the new regime will surely replace it, blessing the common people. I come from there, and I hope that you can walk this road with me." Cui Zhongshi was gentle and Said affectionately, then lowered the right hand that was placed on Fang Mengao's shoulder, and turned his arms around him tightly, leaning his head on the other's shoulder.

It was a long and affectionate hug.Cui Zhongshi distributed half of his soul to the young officer in his arms.

The night was dark, but this hug was extraordinarily warm.

Fang Mengao was stunned. For seven years, no one had ever hugged him, and even if he had, it was just an ordinary entertainment.

Unlike this person, so warm.

Fang Mengao closed his eyes gently, and slowly wrapped his hands around the opponent's navy blue suit.

That's all, no matter what road ahead.Regardless of whether this person is a gangster or not, it is enough to have him by his side.

Fang Mengao hugged each other, as if he had returned to many years ago, as if he had a home again.

"Uncle Cui, I promise you..." In the clear and cold night, his voice was also scattered in the wind.

The author has something to say: Let Uncle Cui abduct Meng Ao... Hehehe.

Qi Pangpang classmate, Ai Nai~~

☆, heart-to-heart

Fang Mengao had just finished the work in hand, and he was already very hungry, and he was thinking about where to go to deal with it.I received a call from Cui Zhongshi.

"Hey, Meng Ao, Uncle Cui got his salary today, and would like to treat you to a meal." The voice on the other side of the phone said.

"Uncle Cui, your call came just in time. I was planning to go somewhere to deal with it. Tell me, where to go?" Fang Mengao held the phone in his hand, but he was indescribably happy.

"Qifang Pavilion, Uncle Cui has wanted to go for a long time."

"it is good."

Qifang Pavilion is one of the time-honored brands of "Bajue" making Qinhuai snacks, and the products they make are full of praise.After the peaceful liberation of Beiping, former Vice President Rong Yiren wrote a banner after tasting Qinhuai-style snacks in the Confucius Temple: "Snacks are delicious", also known as "Eat delicious snacks".

What Cui Zhongshi wanted to invite Fang Mengao to eat was one of the "Qinhuai Eight Wonders" snacks.

When Fang Mengao arrived in a hurry, Cui Zhongshi was already waiting for him in the reserved private room, with a gentle smile.

There are several exquisite snacks on the table, which are delicious in color, fragrance, and mouth water just by looking at them.Crispy fried sesame cakes with duck oil and assorted vegetable buns, dried shredded sesame oil and shredded chicken noodles, these are the signature dishes of Qifang Pavilion, and the prices alone are quite high.

Every dish of Qinhuai snacks has an allusion, and the antique flavor has a long meaning. Even the waiters who entertain the guests wear special clothes, and the standard is quite high.

When the waiter left, Cui Zhongshi picked up the chopsticks and handed them to Fang Mengao.Fang Mengao took it, and Cui Zhongshi put another mixed vegetable bun in his bowl, saying: "This is Uncle Cui's favorite food. The last time I ate it was three years ago. I passed by Qinhuai and bought a bowl at a small stall. I never had a chance until now I came to Nanjing. Meng Ao, you should try it too."

Fang Mengao looked at the assorted vegetable buns in the bowl, and looked at the warm smile in the other person's eyes, his heart was about to melt.

The two moved their chopsticks quietly, and followed the etiquette even when eating.

Although the food is good, there is no sound when swallowing.

Cui Zhongshi didn't realize that since he started buying red wine and cigars for Fang Mengao, all his money was spent on this person.Until the end, his life was given to him.

After the two finished eating, Cui Zhongshi patted Meng Ao's shoulder below.

"Go ahead, I have something to tell you."

Things went round and round and finally came here.

The endless yellowed weeds grow wantonly, and the horizon is hidden in the distance, far and wide.

Cui Zhongshi pulled Fang Meng Ao out of the car, and the jeep stopped there quietly, like a loyal soldier.

Cui Zhongshi and Fang Mengao sat on the grass, looking into the distance.Cui Zhongshi suddenly smiled warmly, and turned to Fang Mengao: "Meng Ao, the organization has passed."

Fang Mengao looked at his serious expression and didn't speak, but the silent expression on his face loosened.

Cui Zhongshi took out two thin sheets of paper from his briefcase and handed them to Fang Mengao: "Here is your application for joining the party and your membership card." Fang Mengao took it calmly, but his heart was already turbulent.

Cui Zhongshi continued: "Due to special circumstances, you can't read the party documents you want to study now. However, I will be your single-line contact. If there are any instructions from the organization, I will notify you."

Fang Mengao smiled, and he looked even more handsome when he smiled, "Okay." He said cleanly.

The breeze blew by, and the two of them relaxed their moods.Fang Mengao suddenly developed an inexplicable sense of belonging in his heart.

Fang Mengao was never one to show weakness easily, but for some unknown reason at that moment, he gently pulled up the opponent's right hand, wrapping both hands tightly.The dry and generous hands were tightly held, and the moment the skin touched, he felt something coming from the other person's body along the connected thin skin, passing through the subcutaneous tissue, and flowing into the heart along the blood vessels.

There, the warmth of pain.

Cui Zhongshi looked at him, silent and speechless.

There was evident trust in the eyes.

Then Fang Meng Ao pulled the other party over, looked at that focused face, and was about to kiss him slowly.

But he suddenly woke up, what was he doing?

Let go, a little embarrassed.Cui Zhongshi still smiled gently and tolerantly.

Both physically and mentally relaxed, Fang Mengao lay down and closed his eyes on the grass.

Cui Zhongshi sat quietly, looking into the distance beside him.

One sleeps, one imagines.

Fang Mengao later recalled that the happiest moment in his life must be at this moment.

So when he heard the news that Cui Zhongshi had been shot in Xishan Prison, it was as if his heart had been stabbed to a bloody mess, leaving only some scum.

Trust starts here.

Since then, Cui Zhongshi often came to him, and Fang Mengao and his [-] members of the flying brigade were very familiar with the red wine, cigarettes and warm smile every time he came.Xu Changwu even teased Fang Mengao, saying that Deputy Director Cui cared so much about you that he was better than a wife. If you can't get a wife in the future, the captain, you might as well marry Deputy Director Cui.

At this time, Fang Mengao would laugh and scold him, what kind of nonsense are you talking about, will your captain not be chased?There are so many beautiful college students waiting for your captain to pick.And Deputy Director Cui is already a family man, so it's a bit too much to make such a joke.

Although Fang Mengao cared, he never asked about Cui Zhongshi's family affairs.

He didn't ask, and Cui Zhongshi never said anything.

Since Fang Mengao joined the party, Cui Zhongshi never told him about his personal affairs, and he always listened to Fang Mengao's words and then enlightened him.

Fang Mengao's trust in him is getting deeper and deeper, but he is also getting more and more confused.

His Uncle Cui was so warm and glowing, but it was like a mystery, which could be seen from a distance, but nothing could be seen when he was close.

Even so, there was no conflict between them in three years.

It was almost Fang Mengao who obediently obeyed Cui Zhongshi and obeyed the orders he brought down from the organization.

Until today.

He kissed his Uncle Cui openly for the first time.He originally thought that Uncle Cui had the same feelings for him.Otherwise, why have you been by your side like this for the past three years?

But his Uncle Cui just pushed him away coldly and rejected him, but even the rejection was so gentle.

His Uncle Cui made him want to hate and resent him, but he couldn't bear it.

Fang Mengao gently licked his bloody lips, wiped it off, and returned to the barracks.But in the barracks, some were playing cards, some were sleeping on their backs, and some were making loud noises.At this time, Guo Zhengang was covered with a thick military quilt, and the weather was hot like charcoal, and Fang Mengao felt even hotter when he did this.

It was so hot that I was faintly anxious.

Fang Mengao walked quietly behind Xu Changwu, memorized his cards with his extraordinary memory, and said to Guo Zhenggang, who was complaining endlessly, "Here are the cards, and I will play them for you!"

Xu Changwu didn't want to, he quickly said: "Captain, you are cheating, you have seen my cards!"

Fang Mengao took a look at him, and his face did not change a bit: "Remember to me, playing cards is to look at the cards, not only to look, but also to look fair and honest!"

But when can I see you clearly?

Fang Mengao ignored the momentary absence, and was about to turn around and enter the back room.

Xu Changwu was stunned, stared at Fang Mengao, but had nothing to say: "Captain, why is your mouth broken?"

The author has something to say: Chapter 10 is finally here.

Memories are also over.

I am so tired of writing.

The ancients said: Food and sex are also sexual.I think this is quite reasonable.Uncle Cui's ability to gain Meng Ao's trust is exactly what he needs.

Meng Ao likes red wine and cigars, so he gave him red wine and cigars.

Meng Ao wanted someone to treat him sincerely, so he gave him all his sincerity for the rest of his life.

Meng Ao wants the warmth of home, and he is the warmest person.

Just one thing, when Meng Ao wanted to have him, he could no longer satisfy him at this moment.

Uncle Cui is a man with a family, and has a deep love for his first love in his heart. Maybe he can give Meng Ao his life, but this is different from the relationship between lovers.

Uncle Cui, I still don't understand this kind of feeling!

Therefore, there is still a long way to go before the day when the two of them achieve true results, and I will search for it up and down.

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The son said: My day will reflect my body.

Fang Mengao sat on the iron bed, buried his cheeks in his hands, and meditated.However, when the noise outside suddenly subsided, he was caught off guard——

When he walked out the door and saw someone coming, his eyes suddenly became hot.

My heart is also hot.

The other party was wearing casual clothes, tall, straight, with a logo, and elegant.A true benchmark of youth talent.

Even though he hadn't seen him for ten years, Fang Mengao could still recognize him from the crowd at a glance because of those eyes.

At this moment, those eyes were staring at him in a daze, with a little bit of tears in the corners of their eyes.

"elder brother……"

Fang Mengwei shouted.

Fang Mengao walked towards him!

Fang Mengwei also put down his things and walked towards him!

The distance of ten years is only a few meters away!

Fang Mengao grabbed his younger brother's shoulders and smiled at the team members he had been with day and night. There were tears in the corners of his eyes when he smiled!

"Look, who is taller, me or my brother."

The team members were silent silently, and some emotional team members even had tears in their eyes.

Fang Mengao smiled and divided the cigarettes and alcohol brought by his younger brother.He took two bottles by himself, handed them to Fang Mengwei, and motioned for him to follow him into the back room.

As soon as Fang Mengao came in, he asked his younger brother who hadn't sat down: "What happened to Cui Zhongshi? Why did Xu Tieying bother him?"

Fang Mengwei was stunned, he didn't expect to see his brother for ten years, his brother didn't ask about the situation, he asked about personnel, he didn't ask about his parents, he asked Uncle Cui.But he still received it fluently: "I don't know. But Uncle Cui is in charge of the accounts of the Beiping branch, and Xu Tieying is a member of the five-person team, so I have to ask as usual."

Fang Mengao was silent for a short while, and said, "Need to send someone to pick him up, to guard the door and not enter the house?" One sentence hit the stakes.

"Brother, what do you mean..." Fang Mengwei said.

"Cui Zhongshi was entangled by Xu Tieying," Fang Mengao concluded without the slightest doubt, "Cui Zhongshi's relationship with Xu Tieying is mostly because of money."

"elder brother……"

"And the money involved is because of me." Fang Mengao said, his face darkened.Then he raised his head and looked at Fang Mengwei, "By the way, you call him Uncle Cui?"

"I always call him Uncle Cui."

Fang Buting's office.

The surroundings were sumptuous and expensive, a set of four-seater sofas surrounded by a low sandalwood table.A pair of purple clay tea sets on Aiaozhuoshan, made by the famous craftsman Gu Qiushui, are worth tens of millions.Of course, the most important thing is the seven words "Mr. Chiang Ching-kuo's appreciation" engraved on the bottom of the teapot.

Around this low table were Fang Buting, the president of the Beiping Branch of the Central Bank, Cui Zhongshi, the deputy director of the treasury, and Xu Tieying, the commander-in-chief of the Beiping Police Department.

Xu Tieying's old face is full of wrinkles, and her smile is as vicissitudes as tobacco smoke