Double Bracelets

Wang Chanyue woke up after two days of coma, when it was raining in Chongqing outside the window.So she woke up and saw only two faces, Jiang Xijie was in pain, and she was sleeping wrapped in a blanket on one side.

She was in pain, felt that a piece of flesh was missing, and couldn't move, she really responded to Jiang Xijie's crow's mouth, it was the same, everything was the same.Of course, her conditions are slightly better, after all, the supplies are slightly better than when it was the most difficult, or her self-hating "brother-in-law" has become cold and hard to the outside world. Or, it's as if she feeds Wang Chanyue an elbow today, and that piece of meat will grow back tomorrow.

During the time when spring disappears in an instant, Wang Chanyue enjoys the highest standard of family treatment since arriving in Chongqing every day.Her older sister and lover accompanied her every day, especially Fu Yiheng, who was beyond Wang Chanyue's expectations and never left for half a step. Such a sudden sense of security made her suspicious. She saw from the newspaper that the war situation seemed to be leaning more and more towards the allies Well, it stands to reason that this kind of time is when someone like Fu Yiheng is working, but she keeps guarding her every step of the way.

Although this kind of reverse speculation can only prove the morbidity of her love, she really doubts it, but unfortunately she can't ask.Probably this is their chronic disease, she is addicted to her tenderness, she would rather ignore the problem; she deliberately avoids the problem, preferring to deceive herself and others.

Whether the war is about to be won, Jiang Xijie is not very clear.Although the news she hears from her brother and other relevant parties every day is similar to that, but the Japanese are used to breaking the boat, and she always feels that it is not so easy to ask them to surrender. "It doesn't matter if you don't surrender." On August [-]th, at night, it was a muggy night that was much more realistic than whether Japan surrendered or not. She returned home and continued to take a bath with Wang Jiyue in the name of saving water.Wang Jiyue also went home to rest today, but she wanted to change shifts with Fu Yiheng, but Fu Yiheng didn't rest at all, she was too busy to drag everyone down, so she obediently rested. "The Soviet Union has already invaded the Northeast, and the Americans have dropped bombs in Japan. If they don't surrender, they will be beaten to death!" Wang Jiyue patted her on the shoulder and leaned into her arms. Where did your humanity go?" Jiang Xijie sighed and said, "Oh, I hate it, I really hate it so much."

She was lucky that she hadn't lost anyone in the war, and she hadn't lost herself either.I even received a letter from my younger brother whom I hadn’t seen for many years, saying that he married a village woman.They all believed in whether they could live in peace. She even began to miss the old house in Shanghai and the thick leaves of the plane trees on the street. She knew that everything might have been destroyed, but she still missed it.

Wang Jiyue naturally longed for the final victory, even though she felt that she could still wait, as long as there was Jiang Xijie, nothing else mattered.But thinking of victory made her think of her father.After Wang Zhaoming's death, she didn't know whether the traitorous government, which was fighting for power and profit internally, would have the place her father wanted.After Haoxiu's death, she deliberately blocked that news.Now thinking that he is about to win, wouldn't his father become a criminal after the victory?Once they become criminals, how do they deal with themselves?

"Even if we win, so what?" Jiang Xijie dried herself quickly after the two washed up, and then pulled a towel to wipe Wang Jiyue. Although the "old couple" no longer blushed, she was still scratching her heart , "How about what?" Jiang Xijie glanced at her, and because her eyes moved up, she saw a pair of snow peaks, so she could only lower her head and bite her lips, "Your education career should be eager to win, and you can say anything about victory. I It’s hard to handle.” Thinking about it, it really is, “Don’t say it, I want to resign.” “After the war is won, I will need you for a while, and the Americans still have to give things?” “It’s because they gave , I just want to resign."

After drying off, Wang Jiyue picked up her pajamas and put them on, and turned around to button Jiang Xijie. The two of them helped each other as if they were alone, "Didn't uncle say that it is because there are people like you that we need people like you?" Go to work." "It was wartime, and I still had reasons to be tough. When the war was over, I was afraid that those people would want the lion to speak loudly. Since I couldn't stop it, why bother to grind my heart inside? I couldn't take it anymore. Just Let those who think they are good at dancing take care of it." Wang Jiyue took her back to the bed and lay down together, lying face to face and chatting—the weather was too hot, and there was no sleepiness—"I don't care if you resign or not, anyway, food and clothing are worry-free Yes. But you are so busy worrying about your life, where do you plan to go after resigning? Go back to Yihe?" Jiang Xijie shook her head lightly, "I don't know either. Logically, of course I can go back. As long as Yihe is still there, There's nothing wrong with continuing. It's just that there must be someone in the United States..."

If the war is really over, they thought, why not leave?But are they going to America together?If you really feel at ease with everything, you can go, yes. . .

"Don't think too much." Jiang Xijie saw Wang Jiyue's thoughtful and tangled look, "I don't know when I will win. Don't think too much about it. Life is short."

Life is short, and the night is still heavy, so it is not suitable to play.

The next day, Wang Jiyue had no classes during the summer vacation and went to the hospital early to stay in bed. Fu Yiheng rarely had time to go home and take a shower.The two sisters were chatting in the ward, and Wang Jiyue lamented that she was taking care of two patients with severe trauma consecutively, as if she was going to become an expert in infection prevention.Wang Chanyue smiled lightly, "Sister can do it. Will Sister Jiang come over tonight?" Wang Jiyue said it should be, and asked her to bring some delicious food.After Fu Yiheng came back at night, the four of them had dinner and were preparing to chat together for a long night, when they suddenly heard people coming and going on the street cheering loudly as if they had exploded. Jiang Xijie poked her head out and heard people on the street Saying to each other "Japan has surrendered! We have won!"

The frenzied ecstasy of the masses is easily contagious, and firecrackers are fired from time to time.Wang Chanyue lay on the bed, turned her head to the side and asked Fu Yiheng, her tone was a little weak, "Really?" Fu Yiheng smiled gently and took her hand, "It should be, according to the latest news." She has long since taken care of Wang Chanyue I also quit my job at the newspaper, but occasionally I was invited to write an editorial, and of course I couldn't verify the news at the moment.Wang Jiyue also went to the window to watch. The street was already crowded with people. She probably knew it early, and she always felt a little unreal.

People seem to ignore it, even if the news is false, they still want to be happy this night, it has been too hard for too long.

She asked Jiang Xijie, what do you think?Jiang Xijie said, "I will not feel that I have won until the day when the Japanese officially admit it. Otherwise, they are Japanese after all."

The atmosphere of carnival lasted for several days, and the news published in the newspapers the next day was still inconsistent, but the victory speech was probably prepared, and most people believed that the victory was coming. When the celebration started, Jiang Xijie watched the American soldiers' jeeps being guarded by the crowd and couldn't walk. The soldiers came down happily, saying auspicious words for the celebration and hugging the Chongqing people who couldn't understand English.When the immigrants saw the locals in Chongqing, they hugged and shouted, victory!We are going home! The other party hugged him in ecstasy and shouted, congratulations!Others couldn't say a word, they could only shout "Ah! Ah!"

Did you win?It's almost time to win, it's finally possible to end all of this, the nightmare of Yong Ye is finally coming to an end.

And she, who has been waiting for the last official news from the Japanese, is like a weird alien. Compared with the fanatical public, she seems to care more about the economy-after all, that is her job-August NO.13, she is working From time to time, I read the report from the Central News Agency, "Chongqing Prices Plummeted" {65}: "The financial aspects of this city fluctuated violently. At the close of trading on the afternoon of the 11th, gold fell to 11 yuan per tael, and US dollar bills fell to 5000 yuan. , Department stores plummeted by 850% to 40.00. As for paints, cloth, cigarettes and other items, the prices also plummeted.” She thought about how much her money was worth, and after thinking about it, it was still worth it, at least better than banknotes It's worth a lot.But thinking that there are so many restaurants on the street that are doing well, I feel a little regretful that I chose to close the shop.

Ah bah bah, money fan.

In the midst of a battle between heaven and man, the secretary came over and told her that she would also attend the preparatory meeting for the Victory Conference tomorrow afternoon.Jiang Xijie was stunned for a moment, and then responded blankly.I don't know whether I am acting as a representative or if I am really going to be dragged to ask for money and things. I have been pushed for too long.

NO.14, Jiang Xijie went to a meeting in the afternoon.Wang Jiyue was reading the newspaper in the ward, and Fu Yiheng was wiping Wang Chanyue's body—it was too hot, more than a dozen times a day was not enough—"'The Japanese excused the delay in replying, pretending that the reply to the surrender of the four countries was late, and the Swiss Ministry of Foreign Affairs issued a statement exposing the enemy's lies Another news: "London broadcasted on the 13th that 66 British and American ships and planes attacked Tokyo Bay." Fu Yiheng shook her head while listening. Wang Chanyue asked her where Kuye Island was. Fu Yiheng said that the north, especially the north, was freezing to death. "It was originally ours, but it was taken by the Russians and the Japanese successively." Wang Chanyue said: "Speaking of which, the Russians are not good people either. Now that they are in the Soviet Union, it might not be all right." After finishing speaking, she looked at Fu Yiheng, as if she wanted her answer on purpose.

Fu Yiheng carefully put down her left arm, walked around the hospital bed and wiped her right arm, saying: "There are only eternal interests between countries, and there are no eternal friends."

At night, Wang Jiyue went home.Fu Yiheng was still leaning against the hospital bed, and Wang Chanyue was always worried that she would suffer from back pain when she sat like this. He kept asking, and Fu Yiheng patiently said every time it was not painful, not uncomfortable, don't worry.Wang Chanyue asked her, "Aren't you going out?" Fu Yiheng said, "I'm not going anywhere." Wang Chanyue didn't believe it, but she was weak, and because of the pain, the painkillers and sedatives were never stopped because of her special status. She always slept soundly, and wondered if Fu Yiheng secretly met someone in the hospital while she was asleep.

She guessed, and believed it anyway.

The next morning, Wang Jiyue came and brought a radio, saying that he was going to listen to the morning speech.Jiang Xijie told her last night that there will be a radio speech in the morning.From time to time, Jiang Zhongzheng's Fenghua accent sounded on the radio, and the four people in the room were indifferent to him, and the warm atmosphere of the past few days made them not too much moved by his speech.After listening, Fu Yiheng said: "It would be great if I could hear that shitty Emperor of Japan admit it with my own ears in this life, ah no." She shook her head, and her earnest expression became mischievous as always, "I want to see those Japanese devils listen When they got the news, they were devastated, according to their samurai morality, they should commit suicide." It was a dark and dirty thing, but the three people present laughed.

At dusk, the Central News Agency was ready to broadcast the news of Japan's formal surrender.At noon, Jiang Xijie heard at work that the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs had heard the news of the surrender announced by the Japanese Emperor himself{67}. When she got off work and went to the hospital in the afternoon, she heard the news officially broadcast by the Central News Agency, and she was about to release the plain and dry Japanese male voice In an instant, she felt that her blood was really about to boil.

She struggled to push forward against the flow of people celebrating, with a look of joy and eagerness on her face.At this moment, she didn't want to celebrate with any strange compatriots, even if they survived the eight years of fighting together.She just wanted to go back to Wang Jiyue's side, hold her and cry a lot.

It seemed like she hadn't cried a lot since the war started.Try to restrain your emotions and become the pillar of the family.

Squeezing hard and running fast, she ran into the ward halfway through the 4-minute "Yuyin" broadcast.She saw Fu Yiheng was sitting by the bed, holding Wang Chanyue's hand, wiping away her tears of excitement, while Wang Jiyue was standing by the window alone, probably watching the crowds of people passing by, looking at herself, waiting Come here yourself.

The Japanese without ups and downs was still chanting indistinctly, gradually drowned by the sound of celebration, Jiang Xijie hugged Wang Jiyue in the past without saying a word, and could not hear anything except the sound of each other's breathing.

Innocent people have already paid too much for the guilty, and the boulder in their hearts can finally be let go. What history owes to this nation must be recovered from this moment.

The author has something to say:

{65}1945年8月13日，《中央日报》。《文史精华》2005年08期

{66} August 1945, 8, "Central Daily"

{67} First of all, I doubt whether Chongqing can hear the "End War Edict". I think it is impossible, but it is designed for the development of the plot.Secondly, in the emperor's "End War Edict", there is no word "surrender" throughout.

After writing the Anti-Japanese War, I have used up the excel of "Timetable of the Anti-Japanese War", and I am about to start using the excel of "Comprehensive Timetable of the Civil War of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party".What a serious author I am.