Wang Chanyue didn't catch up and didn't shout out. She just stood there in a daze and watched the man disappear.In a short time, her mind started to run quickly: Could that person be Fu Yiheng?Why is she here?Could it be that she was sent back to do something again?There are rumors of Wang Zhaoming's remarks in the whole Chongqing, and some people hate them to the bone. Is it possible that even the gangsters are going to kill them and hurry up?Could it be that Fu Yiheng came to complete this task?But she is so shrewd, how could she still be recognized when performing the task?No no, it was only me who recognized her, only me,

Thinking of this makes me feel like a stick in my throat, I'm afraid this is just my hallucination.She froze in place for a long time before walking home.

When she got home, she saw that there was a lot of chaos in the house. When she didn't know what happened, she just played the role of a doctor silently, ignoring why the men were so angry—it didn't come from the master bedroom that Jiang Tonghe was in a panic. the sound of.When Jiang Xize came back later, he seemed to be reprimanded by his father and said something, and Jiang Tonghe, who was on fire, calmed down.Wang Chanyue always felt that political matters had nothing to do with her, her mind was just in a trance, and she would sink into the quagmire with one foot in it, but she took the initiative to ask the two sisters at the dining table what was going on.

Wang Jiyue's complexion changed when she heard the words, while Jiang Xijie looked at Wang Jiyue, as if they were not easy to talk about.Seeing this, Wang Chanyue changed the conversation again.Unable to be saved, she immediately fell into a dark quagmire when she came back to the house after dinner and was about to go to bed early. Love really is a scumbag. If she quits smoking after more than a year, loving someone is far more difficult than quitting smoking , or that bastard smoking is more addictive than opium.Fu Yiheng was smiling in the tired and drowsy dream, and her shadow was everywhere on the uphill and steep streets of Chongqing. Anyone's figure could become like her in the faint distance, and after finally catching up with her, she would become like her. Into a vague stranger.Waking up in the middle of the night, Wang Chanyue opened her eyes. The surroundings were so quiet that it must be the middle of the night. After sleeping for three or four hours, it was all a dream.She sighed, exhausted but not sleepy at all.

If you can only be the person in my dream after this life, and you can't meet again after waking up, maybe it's a good thing.In this way, my dream and my real body will always live in different worlds, and I will no longer be able to tell the real from the fake.I used to know you but never knew each other.I never understand your mind, never grasp the thread that you have already begun to calculate, I choose to follow you forever belatedly.Waiting for you to make a decision for me, for us.

Maybe there is never "we" in your eyes.But if that's the case, why do you have to be gentle with me?I would rather never get that bone-destroying happiness, never have hope, so why despair, already desperate, you don't give me hope anymore.I am afraid that if I see you again, I will never recover from this.

Upstairs, she lost all sleepiness, quietly looking at the stars outside the window; downstairs, Wang Jiyue also felt unable to fall asleep.Today I heard that Wang Zhaoming left Yunnan and flew to Hanoi. It may not affect the ordinary people. Anyway, their attitude is irrelevant. To the furious Jiang Tonghe, it is nothing more than leaving a political enemy. Anyway, the hostile attitude will not change. For Wang Jiyue, she always vaguely felt that it was dangerous. She wanted to find a chance to let Hao Peng pay attention to what her father was doing. She also wanted to ask Jiang Xize if there was any news about this. Jiang Xijie felt strange: "Do you think there is any What's wrong?" "You don't know Dad, he... To put it bluntly, his ability to adapt to the wind is simply world-class." Jiang Xijie wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, "Do you think Uncle will fight with Mr. Wang? Get together?" "Otherwise, with his temperament, I think he should have come to Chongqing long ago." What Jiang Xijie wanted to say made sense, but Wang Jiyue's behavior like this is not like a daughter talking about her father, but rather a stranger people. "But... don't you have nothing now." "I don't worry about him. What I worry about is what will happen to Hao Peng if he does something." "Aren't you more worried about this, what about Hao Peng He is also the second-in-command in interception and the son-in-law of the Fu family. You are afraid of inner-party struggles all day long, and you have to have someone who dares to fight, and you have to have a reason to fight. Don't be afraid."

Jiang Xijie was sitting at the desk looking at statistics, while Wang Jiyue was lying on the bed preparing teaching materials—the childcare association found her useful.Both of them were actually too busy to stay up all night.Although the taste is uncomfortable, and everyone has their own busy schedules, but with someone to accompany them, it is a bit like when they were in college.

The two places are separated, there is no communication, the dormitory, the lights, and the river water seen from the window, I still miss it very much.

The days of burning the lights downstairs and fighting upstairs with tossing and turning lasted for a month.Wang Chanyue walked on the street every day, the real life was like a dream, this person looked like Fu Yiheng, and that person looked like that, but after all, none of them were real.She felt that she was too tired, physically and mentally exhausted.Not even the occasional misfired bombs falling nearby caught her attention—except if there were any wounded.

Jiang Xize came out of the mansion with a tired face, and he didn't even look at the guard's salute—he always had a kind of pride in his bones, and felt that he was a serious professional soldier. , if grandpa is still alive, he will definitely be pissed to death. Thinking of this, I also feel that there is no way. The higher ups are very anxious. They need news from Long Yun to judge the current situation, and the military command also needs some instructions to arrange whether they need to send someone down Went to Hanoi to kill Wang Zhaoming, so any information or channels must not be let go, including the person sitting in the car now, Jiang Xize thought, if this person can't bring anything of value, then I would rather see her dead body.

It's too dangerous, if you can't kill it, you really want to kill it.

"It's really different to be promoted to senior staff officer. It seems that Minister He loves you very much, otherwise why would he send someone like you here." Jiang Xize sat in the cab and did not answer.He always liked to drive home by himself.The mountain road down the mansion was quite difficult, so he drove silently all the way to a secluded place, stopped steadily and passed a cigarette to the person behind him.

"Sister-in-law, why are you back?" "Your mother-in-law and my aunt are back after all, so why can't I come back with you?" Fu Yiheng took the cigarette, lit it on her own, and laughed in her usual elegant and provocative tone: "Besides, the rear also has the benefits of the rear." Jiang Xize hates Fu Yiheng very much. The hatred is based on the opposite position. It is completely from the perspective of work and intelligence. His attitude towards this person is neutral, and he can use it if he can. , never waste, although it is hot; and from the perspective of professional level, he even admired this person, "I thought you would stay in Shanxi, or go to Yan'an."

Fu Yiheng smiled happily, causing her to choke on a puff of cigarettes and cough badly, "You don't want to see me so much? After all, I have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace." Jiang Xize just laughed, without saying a word, Fu Yiheng looked into his eyes from the rearview mirror, and his four eyes met, each of them had a partly ruthless soul.

"Now you have been promoted to the military command department {28}, and you are still a senior staff officer. You have a brighter future than your brother. I don't think anyone can compare with you except Yang Xuancheng." Fu Yiheng threw the cigarette bomb Jiang Xize gave her, I lit another one of my own, "Little aunt came back this time, what do I want to know?" In such a thing, anyone can name it, but no one can testify, so how can I believe it?"

"I can't just sell you such important news...but," she stuck out the cigarette butt out the window and flicked the ash, "after all, I can't stay in the original place, so I have to prepare. This one I will give it to you as a stepping stone. But, Xize," she stretched out her hand, put it on Jiang Xize's shoulder over the backrest, "you tell Dai Li, I told him these things. Now of course he dares to It's moved, but there are some places that he can't touch. Gang leader Wang {29} is dead, but the green leaves, red flowers, and white lotus roots {30} are still there." Jiang Xize laughed and asked: "The rules of peeling and cramping {31} Are you still here?" No matter who it is, it's not him, Jiang Xize doesn't care.

Fu Yiheng leaned back again, with a deeper smile, "Then you might as well ask Sister Jinyin{32}, if that's the case, I can't make the decision."

Jiang Xize also smiled and said, "Definitely."Then drive her back down the mountain.

In the middle of the night, she returned to her residence.In fact, it is not far from the current landowner's yard of Jiang Wang's family, and it can be regarded as looking for the relationship of the in-laws.When everyone went home, everyone fell asleep, and she planned to go to bed early.Tomorrow morning, I will take my sister-in-law to Jiang's house to see her two nieces.Going to Jiang's house, will you see Wang Chanyue?Or has Wang Chanyue left the mainland and sought refuge overseas?In the last chaos before her consciousness died, she rationally judged that Chanyue would not leave, but emotionally hoped that the child had already left.

As a result, Wang Chanyue was not seen the next day, not even Jiang Xijie and Wang Jiyue.I had to go back in the afternoon after a quick visit.When Jiang and Wang came back at night, they were taken aback when they heard what the sisters of the Fu family said—what should I do, tell Chanyue or not?What would she think?Do not tell?If you don’t tell me, you have to help to block other people’s mouths! But what reason do you use to block people’s mouths?Wang Chanyue is just busy in the hospital tonight to rescue some seriously wounded people transferred from the front line, so she can't go home; what should I do if she goes home tomorrow, ah

It's like being pregnant with an adulterer's child, and it's not a matter of giving birth or not.The two finally decided to tell Chanyue when she came back, and it happened that both of them could rest the next day.Two people are better than one.

This compartment was well calculated, but the wounded on the other end could not be dealt with quickly. When she came home from get off work at noon the next day, she went to have lunch at her own restaurant in Linjiangmen, and unexpectedly met Fu Yiheng standing there.

As if time stood still for an instant, she wanted to go there, but she didn't dare, she stood there and stared blankly, fearing that this was another misjudgment, but why this misjudgment was more real than ever, just like the first time.It wasn't until the man called her that the man followed the "Miss Seven" and turned to look at her.

It was indeed Fu Yiheng.

She felt that her heart was about to be crushed, and the blood in her heart mixed with a strong sour breath was about to rush up her throat, and spitting it out killed her.She could not speak, and if she spoke she would vomit blood and die.

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{28} On January 1938, 1, the Nationalist Government reorganized the Military Commission.There is a military command department under it, of which the second department is in charge of intelligence and military officers.

{29} Wang Yaqiao, the leader of the Ax Gang

{30} Green Gang, Hong Men, White Lotus Sect.

{31} Describes that Hongmen strictly forbids disciples to join the Green Gang, from Qing Dynasty to Hong, wearing colorful clothes and wearing red; from Hong to Qing, skinning and cramping.

{32} Brother Pao will be the fourth sister of Jinfeng and the seventh sister of Yinfeng in the eight halls.Those who are interested can look up Paogehui and Hongmen and their rules.

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