Double Bracelets

What is the feeling of dying, probably everyone will feel fear, but want to know in advance.It's like knowing it and not being afraid.When a person's life is about to die, some people are terrified, some people crazily deny it, some people accept it calmly, and some people immediately despair.Of course, the last time alive will not actually be longer or shorter because of this, and what people can change is always only subjective experience.

Fu Yuanying feels that she has lived for many years, 40 years seems like 80 years.The wait seemed long, the torment of chronic diseases seemed long, and the life of inaction seemed long—even though the family didn’t feel it, and the family thought that they took care of the whole family when they were busy—but, after all, that was not what she wanted.So probably the only thing in her life that can be called a work is her daughter.

Later, a reporter interviewed Jiang Ying. Jiang Ying said that her music career started from her mother's enlightenment, because her mother loved Western music and often played classical music records at home.In fact, she should attribute this enlightenment to the whole family, but after all, her mother passed away, and she wanted to dedicate all the glory to her mother.

She ran into the house, sensitively realizing that the atmosphere was not right, and instinctively ran upstairs to her mother's room.She saw her aunt, aunt, two close aunts Wang, younger aunts, uncles, and a few people she didn't know, except her father.Yeah, how could there be her father?Two days ago, she heard the elders talking about where her father was and whether she should call him back.But after discussing and discussing, everyone felt that they could not be called back.Even if he can send a telegram to the Northeast camp, will he be able to get back?Mother also seemed to think that she should stop barking, but my sister-in-law wanted to send this telegram no matter what.

"Mom!" She rushed over, and her mother stretched out her thin arms to embrace her, "Good boy..." She burst into tears, tears flowing like pouring out, she has always been a quiet girl, and now He just lay quietly in his mother's arms, crying and yelling "Mom don't go" in a low voice.Crying hard, there was a buzzing sound in my head, and my sense of reality began to become blurred.She felt her mother stroking her head, and Aunt Wang came to hug her from behind. The mother said something to the sister-in-law, similar to the child's father, I'm afraid it will still be the same in the future, the daughter can only be entrusted to you to take care of Yunyun.Tell me what you are doing, I will take care of Xiao Ying, and I will always take care of her forever.

She cried and looked up at her mother.Fu Yuanying smiled and looked at her daughter, logically she should have something to say, but she didn't.She stared at her daughter's face, which looked so much like her father's. That handsome face became delicate and beautiful when it was replaced by her daughter. Speaking of Jiang Xize, ah, Jiang Xize. . .

"Xiao Ying..." "Mom..." "In the future, you will... tell your father," "Yeah!" "Pay attention to rest, pay attention to your body..."

Fu Yuanying died the next day.Jiang Xize came back on the third day.I heard that he asked for leave in desperation to come back.Full marks Exhausted, he returned home and held his daughter in his arms.Half a month later, I returned to the northeast again.And Jiang Ying once again became the child who seemed to have lost both parents.

At the niece's funeral, Fu Yiheng saw Wang Chanyue again after a month.It's a whole month, and the New Year is coming soon. Is this a New Year's gift?Wang Chanyue was alone at home recovering from her wounds. Since the awkward encounter that night, she had not seen Fu Yiheng. She neither took the initiative to look for him, nor did she wait for him to come to her door.Fu Yiheng didn't really want to neglect her, she was busy, and when she was busy, she wanted to think quietly about what she was going to do.

Of course, she is dissatisfied with only doing such intelligence logistics work. Even though no one knows what the future will hold at this moment, most of the comrades—or rather, including 75% of myself—believe that the future belongs to them.She couldn't see Xiao Xiao's generation crawling on top of her, ruining the good situation once again, and the desire to fight for power and profit that had been silent for more than ten years suddenly returned to her body and began to burn.She asked herself that she didn't want to gain some fame, status, and power. She believed that she could accept a capable person to live there, and this capable person was not herself.

For that she had to stand up.

During this month, she worked hard, and she finally waited until the organization told her to be ready to send her back to her father at any time to instigate rebellion.I also told her that since you are the only one who knows your father best, you must speak up if you have any ideas, maybe it can help the work.

The superior always emphasizes that you are an old comrade, you must understand.

Could it be that this instruction from the top was that he found that he couldn't beat his father at all?She sneered in her heart, but there was no doubt that if she could instigate against her father, instigate that army, it would be to subdue the enemy without fighting, and it would be peaceful liberation.This will be her great achievement, and she will walk to a higher level of power together with her father, so as to gain greater ability to fight against those evils.

However, the other party's words also seemed to be a very clear warning, you are an old comrade, and you cannot be blocked by your children's private affairs.In the new world, Wang Chanyue may have no place at all.Regardless of her identity, her family, her past, she. . .Of course Fu Yiheng understood the Soviet Union's tactics very well. If Wang Chanyue stayed, sooner or later she would become a target to attack her.She doesn't care about herself, and she doesn't mind being alone in her old age at all, and she originally planned to do so.But she didn't want Wang Chanyue to suffer with her.

She should go to Southeast Asia to recuperate and rest.Live an easy life from now on, away from toil and sorrow.

It's a big deal and come back when you recover, right?If possible.If it's not good, never come back.Life is short, travel to your heart's content.I have what I want to pursue at all costs and sacrifices, and I cannot put your life in the funeral.Let you follow me, what if the medical condition is still bad?What if the disease is cured and the injury is recuperated and the patient lives for decades?Can't be like a niece who died in her prime.

At the funeral, she saw her nephew Yuanhong again.Over the years, he has received very few letters from home, but Fu Yuanhong always asks if Chanyue is okay.She's not stupid, of course she can see what her nephew is thinking.Moreover, my nephew is also in his early thirties, and he can no longer insist on not marrying because of the war in the war-torn years. Even if he is really willing to keep mourning for his parents for three years, what will happen after three years?He will definitely start pursuing Chanyue, right?

Maybe it would be a good idea to let him take Chanyue away, like letting her brother take her away?Fu Yiheng smiled wryly. It is undeniable that this will naturally cause irreparable and serious harm to Chanyue.But dear baby, do you know?The harm I do to you will be multiplied thousands of times on me.

She couldn't make up her mind. Fortunately, the order didn't come down, and the time didn't come.She is still busy in Shanghai.In order to make a decision, she also inquired about a lot of information—after all, she has been isolated from the top for a long time. Although she knows Mr. Zhang, and even knows that he changed his name after returning from the Soviet Union. Why they climbed so high is unknown.She needs to be prepared and to learn more.

She never expected that what she did today would make her look like that in the future.

"How are you doing?" "It's good." At the funeral, the two of them should not be too close to each other, they just stood side by side and whispered.Although they were very close, Wang Chanyue felt a kind of loneliness in the cold for no reason.She has long since lost the temperament of a young lady when she was a teenager, and she seldom plays petty temper with Fu Yiheng.She seemed to mention the encounter that day, but how should I say it?

"What have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you for a month." "It's those things, you know." Wang Chanyue glanced at her, and she looked into the distance. "Oh, those things." "Yeah." "...Going forward, will you still stay in Shanghai?" "Not sure, maybe." Fu Yiheng said not very firmly, Wang Chanyue felt as if she had been bitten by the cold The wind blows like freezing the body.

"Evening?" "I'm busy, don't wait for me." Wang Chanyue sighed and hugged her arms tightly, Fu Yiheng was afraid that she might be freezing, so he put his hands behind her, "Go in, it's too cold outside. "Wang Chanyue walked obediently into the house, but suddenly stopped when she was approaching the door, "You always do this."

She didn't turn her head to look at Fu Yiheng, knowing that the other party was listening, she was afraid to look into the other party's eyes, and Fu Yiheng remained silent.

"I was discharged from the hospital that day, and I went out to eat with my sisters at night. I saw you on the road." Fu Yiheng thought for a while, and probably knew what it was, "I..." Fu Yiheng looked at her steadily, and saw her from the side The light in the eyes dimmed slowly, "Forget it. It's nothing. You finish your work earlier and come back earlier. I miss you."

When she said such gentle words as "I miss you", her tone was as cold as frost.

Fu Yiheng came back very late at night—fortunately he came back—Wang Chanyue didn't sleep well, and fell asleep only in the middle of the night.After falling asleep for a while, Fu Yiheng came back.After comforting everyone in the mourning hall, he went back to the house, slept with his clothes on, and fell asleep from time to time.But Wang Chanyue woke up suddenly, gasping for the wildness of being chased by someone in a nightmare, and seeing Fu Yiheng's face in her sleep, her heartbeat gradually subsided.

I don't know why, but when I can see you, I feel safe, I feel peaceful, even though I know that life may have undercurrents.She silently stared at her lover's face in the dark for a long time, counted her wrinkles, traced her outline, as if she was still a young girl, and the war had not yet come, and it was still the spring of Beiping where catkins were flying.

Suddenly Fu Yiheng cried, she thought that Fu Yiheng had thought of something, she was at a loss and was about to comfort him, but found that the other party was just dreaming.Had a very sad dream, crying like this, she stretched out her hand to wipe her tears.Fu Yiheng was probably tired, and continued to sleep after crying.Wang Chanyue still looked at her, feeling that she was about to lose sleep all night.In fact, she often has trouble sleeping at night recently.

She spent a month observing her health and knew that she should not travel far.From a normal point of view, even if Fu Yiheng really wanted to leave Shanghai, she would not be suitable to accompany her.Not only is it not suitable to travel far, but she is different from Jiang Xijie. Jiang Xijie needs surgery, and she has to find ways to mend herself.She even began to fear that she would waste the rest of her life like the dead.

If there are no holidays, let me follow you for the rest of the day, okay?It's okay to die on the road.

When he woke up the next day, Fu Yiheng went out again.This trip was another half a month without seeing anyone.

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The density is so big, it’s really tiring to write~