Tang Qianyan

Bai Wusheng brushed the broken hair from his forehead to the back of his forehead, lit a cigarette, and breathed like a cloud of mist.

That day, Tang Qianyan finally got rid of him and reached out to pick up the falling ashes.

But how to pick it up.

Bai Wusheng thought a little irritably, this is simply an inextricable knot.

He abandoned his identity, abandoned his relatives, and became Bai Wusheng in six years, and he couldn't go back no matter what.

Xiao Wei carefully handed over a few documents. Recently, his major's aura is too low, and he is under great pressure: "Major, these are the most recent prison documents."

Bai Wusheng nodded, took it and began to browse, but unexpectedly saw a familiar name.

At the time of the warlord melee, the various forces competed for each other and infiltrated each other. In the Zhili-Anhui War that broke out in July, the Zhili-Anhui faction fought fiercely in the Beijing-Tianjin area for the dominance. However, there are always a few thorns, who bluntly publish articles criticizing the straight line and advocating the two departments as a pseudo-government, which will inevitably lead to a prison disaster.

But I don't know when this guy became so radical, Bai Wusheng thought.

When He Sheng saw Bai Wusheng in the police station, it was the next afternoon.Someone roughly removed his restraints, and said to Bai Wusheng: "Major, the person you want."

Bai Wusheng nodded his head as a signal, walked straight to He Sheng and looked down at him: "Let's go."

He Sheng didn't move, just asked: "Where are you going?"

"Come with me." Bai Wusheng said.

He Sheng was a little numb, he had suffered a lot in prison, and he didn't know what the future would be like, until Bai Wusheng asked him where he lived now, He Sheng realized that he was released.

"Why did you save me?" He Sheng shook his head: "I'm of no use to you."

"You are actually editing books and periodicals now." Bai Wusheng said, "I have never seen you so diligent in school."

He Sheng didn't understand Bai Wusheng's familiar tone, so he asked, "Have we met before?"

Bai Wusheng was silent for a moment, then said, "I know Li Shunming."

He Sheng was startled, and raised his eyes to look at Bai Wusheng carefully.Six years ago, after a sudden change, He Sheng heard about the deaths of Feng Wen and Li Shunming. He always felt that he had missed something, so that the reason from the beginning to the end was unclear, so that the three of them suddenly fell apart. He was the only one left.

"I've also settled the matter of the editorial office for you. If you still want to compile a book, you still have to pay attention..." Bai Wusheng said again.

He Sheng suddenly said, "Are you and Shun Ming really just acquaintances?"

Bai Wusheng frowned, He Sheng has always been so sensitive, but there are some things that cannot be explained clearly.

Bai Wusheng didn't answer this question, he just stopped the car and said, "I'll take you here."

He Sheng didn't ask any more questions, and before getting out of the car, he suddenly said: "I married Shun Yu."

Bai Wusheng was taken aback.

"Everything is fine in the Li family. I will pay more attention to the book compilation in the future." He Sheng said again.

Bai Wusheng raised his eyes: "Why did you tell me this?"

"I don't know either." He Sheng couldn't see any clues on his face: "Do you want to know where Shun Ming's tomb is? But it's a clothes tomb with no bones."

Bai Wusheng looked at He Sheng without saying a word.

He Sheng mentioned a location on his own, turned around and was about to leave, but Bai Wusheng stopped him again: "If you need anything, you can call me."

He Sheng smiled and thanked Bai Wusheng.

Bai Wusheng watched him walk away before he drove the car out. He drove aimlessly for a long time, and finally came to the door of Bai's house.

It was getting late at night, and the gate of Bai's house lit a lantern early, and the soft light shrouded the majestic stone lion at the gate, and a cool wind slid over Bai Wusheng's cheeks, like a farewell at the end of autumn.

When Linghan saw Bai Wusheng, he was a little surprised: "Why are you back?"

"Find a sense of belonging." Bai Wusheng took Ling Han's cigarette and lit it himself.

"Didn't you buy a house in Jingkou Hutong and raise an actor?" Ling Han said with a smile, "Can't you feel a sense of belonging there?"

"Are you still watching me?" Bai Wusheng exhaled smoke.

"This isn't surveillance, it's concern. Recently, Bai Lao has been asking about your situation from time to time..." Ling Han hesitated for a moment and then said, "Probably, probably because I feel ashamed of you."

Bai Wusheng wondered: "What is there to feel guilty about, Mr. Bai?"

"In short, the Bai family wants to use you..." Linghan said.

Bai Wusheng smiled: "Now you are so honest, but I chose this path myself, and the Bai family and I are just using each other."

Ling Han seemed to sigh softly: "You seem to be very lonely recently, do you want to meet Bai Lao?"

Bai Wusheng sighed and touched his face: "Is it obvious that I'm lonely?"

Ling Han smiled: "I guess. Let's go, follow me to say hello."

There is still no light in Bailao's room, only relying on the dim light outside, Bai Wusheng reluctantly saw Bailao sitting on the grand teacher's chair, full of the breath of old age.

"Why don't you light the lamp?" Bai Wusheng approached Bai Lao and asked.

"Don't worry, the moon is about to rise." Bai Lao said slowly, "Is it Wusheng?"

"It's me." Bai Wusheng replied.

"It's Wusheng..." Bai Lao repeated it again before saying, "Linghan said that you finally went to see your old friend."

"You know it all, indeed." Bai Wusheng said.

"Okay, okay... what about the child, what kind of child is he?" Bai Lao asked.

"It's...someone you won't accept." Bai Wusheng said.

Bai Lao was silent for a long time before he said: "Sometimes, I still think of your mother who called me 'Father' obediently by my side when she was in her cardamom age... In those years, I wanted to pull her back to me so much, But without knowing it, I lost her forever."

"When people get old, they like to remember, hey." Bai Lao sighed: "Go and bring that child back, Wusheng..."

Bai Wusheng lowered his eyes, not hiding his disappointment: "I can't do it, I can't go back. You also hope that I'm just Bai Wusheng, don't you?"

"Wusheng, come here, come to me." Bai Lao said in the dark.

Bai Wusheng stepped forward, half knelt down in front of Bai Lao, and raised his eyes to look at the seventy-year-old old man in front of him.

Bai Lao stretched out his hand and stroked Bai Wusheng's head: "Wusheng, don't be afraid."

Bai Wusheng was startled, and heard Bai Lao say again: "This is not asking you to go back to the past, but just asking you to have the courage to face and admit the past."

"Go, Wusheng, don't be like me, don't regret..."

It was probably because a person who is about to die speaks kindly, Bai Wusheng lowered his eyes, and bowed in a half-kneeling posture.

"Thank you, grandfather."