Double Bracelets

It was a cold, damp morning on February 38st.Fu Yiheng walked out of the restaurant in Huajie and got into the rickshaw without saying a word.She knew about it when it happened that day, and five people were arrested.From then on, she was ready to run to the rescue.But the organization didn't let her go, after all, she was already exposed.In less than a month, all kinds of means have been exhausted, to no avail.She didn't have doubts {[-]}, even she didn't know that the meeting at the Oriental Hotel that day was organized by this group of people; but when it was open, where did the dozens of plainclothes policemen come from outside?It's clear that someone has informed you.

She is naturally not qualified to attend the meeting. Although she is a person who has studied abroad, she is not from the Soviet Union, let alone the group of alumni of the Central University of Moscow.However, she had heard about the breakdown within the organization at the meeting, and the intricate network of relationships also allowed her to know that this group of people had established the "Afro-Commission".She guessed that they were going to be punished, but she didn't warn because of the pressure, because she didn't expect such a vicious method to send them directly to the enemy.Now that a group of people are being held at the police headquarters, there is naturally no way to find Xiong Shihui—they can only say that this is what the higher ups mean.What's more, this is a group of red elements!How can you sympathize with them!

Fu Yiheng regretted that she had been exposed early. Even if someone like her was exposed, it would be easy to do things. However, premature exposure determined that she could not even participate in the armed prison robbery at this moment, and could only "stand by and watch".A bloodless revolution is not a revolution, she knew very well.But she just wants to know that this matter is not her responsibility, otherwise she will feel guilty, she will feel guilty.The most terrible emotion in life is guilt.Because guilt is unquestionably hating yourself.

Back at my apartment, it suddenly started to rain in Shanghai.She walked to the window, lit a Hardman cigarette, and puffed out a long puff of smoke, as if she was quite enjoying it.Then he opened the letter from Wang Chanyue.I've been too busy lately, so I haven't read many of them.At this moment, she was upset but could do nothing, so she smoked and drank alcohol, and read Wang Chanyue's letter as if to escape.

Wang Chanyue is very lively, mischievous and full of hope, just like her former self, especially the one she was in Paris when she was 24 years old.At the University of Paris, she met Yuan Lanzi, a talented woman who was married and studying abroad at the time.Wang Chanyue always said, I am afraid that I will never catch up with you in my whole life. The 24-year-old Fu Yiheng thinks so too. She feels that she will never be able to catch up with Yuan Lanzi, who is proficient in Chinese and French literature.When he was in Paris, Fu Yiheng was like a piece of crystal clear ice with a raging fire burning inside.As long as someone can melt this ice, she can feel her silent enthusiasm.

But when she met Yuan Lanzi, the fire in her heart finally melted her ice shell and put herself in the fire.

She never told Lanzi her feelings, she just watched Yuan Lanzi return to China at the invitation of Hu Shizhi, and then went to Wuhan.It has been four years since I left Paris.The one-year infatuation was the most romantic in Paris, or the only romantic memory in her life so far.She wrote a letter to Yuan Lanzi and followed Yuan Lanzi's steps into the world of literature. She confirmed to herself that the one you love is Yuan Lanzi, who seems to violate the so-called ethical ethics, but it is actually you, your will, and your heart.Disregarding that the other party is married, disregarding the other party's view of oneself is nothing more than treating a junior, disregarding the other party's interest in literature more than the whole world, disregarding oneself, in fact, there is no qualification and courage to pursue the other party.

It has been four years since we left Paris.She had news of her, but there was no connection between the two.She suddenly understood that maybe the other party didn't want to see her like this and hear about her.It seems that he has never reached Yuan Lanzi's life, so there is no trace.For Yuan Lanzi, maybe she was just a moth flying around, neither disturbing nor important.

In the early morning of the next day, in the Songhu Garrison Headquarters, Jiang Xize took a secret telegram and nodded to the division commander. The division commander took a puff of cigarette, smiled surreptitiously, waved his hand, and the execution captain went out.Jiang Xize didn't plan to go out to see them. He had seen enough of these people's faces these days.Just smoking a cigarette in the office with the teacher. "Xize, you have done a good job. I will ask the chairman for instructions. Your father will be very happy." The means should be changed, otherwise nothing can be done with just torture." "Hahahahahahaha, I can't do this kind of thing, it depends on you. I believe in you. Oh, you guys Family, your father is by the Chairman's side, your brother is on the front line, and you are in the General Staff Headquarters. They are all top talents in all aspects. It is really a blessing for the party and the country."

"Thank you, Commander, for your compliment." "It's a pity that your commander is not me, I really want to take you away." The division commander extinguished the cigarette and sat down on the sofa beside him, "But you are so capable, you are still serving as a staff officer." It is most appropriate to stay at the headquarters and contribute to our army."

Jiang Xize smiled, and there were several gunshots outside.

These few gunshots will inevitably affect many people now, and many people in the future.The gunshot left a bad reputation for the dead, an irrevocable story for the living, unnecessary talk or regret for the irrelevant bystanders, and a point that will not become the focus of the examination for the history textbooks of future generations. Pen.Fortunately, the gunshot had no effect on Jiang Xijie and Wang Jiyue.

Shi's sudden death seems to be an opportunity for the two to become closer.The two funerals were held one after another, and there were several times more people in the palace.Especially the three aunts and wives, after they came back, one of them didn't have a suitable bed to sleep in, so he had to move the girl's bed in Wang Jiyue's outer room and let Jiang Xijie sleep with her.People from all walks of life who came to mourn the funeral saw that Jiang Xijie looked a lot like Jiang Tongmin, who went to Guangzhou to fight with the Guangxi clique. After asking, they found out that it was indeed the daughter of the Jiang family. Queen Jiyue couldn't help but marvel at the deep relationship between the two.

Yes, the relationship between Miss Jiang and Missy is really good.They slept together. The night before yesterday, Miss caught a little cold and coughed in the middle of the night. Miss Jiang got up and ran back and forth like a maid. She didn't sleep all night. . .Jiang Xijie, who was still catching up on sleep in the morning light, slept soundly. Being too tired, she couldn't hear the servants' discussions outside—not to mention she couldn't understand them.But Wang Jiyue in her arms woke up, turned around, and looked at her sleeping face.Because of Wang Jiyue's turn around, Jiang Xijie subconsciously hugged her a little tighter.This is good, Wang Jiyue is almost close to her face.

I don't know how many times I have seen this face, I see it every day.We have been together for a few years, and in these few years, it is not right to say that nothing happened, or why this face gradually faded and became more charming; if something happened, the turmoil in this world has nothing to do with them, They seem to hide from the world in a peach blossom garden, not knowing the Qin, Han, Wei and Jin Dynasties.

But what's the use of avoiding the world, after all, you will die, and you will lose what you get, and what you never got will never come back in a flash.She stretched out her left hand to caress Jiang Xijie's face, she was so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to pet and worship her.With Jiang Xijie's left hand resting on her neck, she could still feel the Hetian jade bracelet warmed by her own body temperature.

When she was dying, her mother looked at her, then at Jiang Xijie behind her, smiled and said "good" before passing away.The family, which seemed to be falling apart, was brought back together by grief because of the death of the mother.The father actually shed tears of a man, hugging his two children and lamenting that he was sorry for his wife all his life.Such a father made her feel strange and real.At that moment, the three concubines became outsiders.She cried in the arms of her father and younger brother, until she had cried enough, turned around, and saw Jiang Xijie standing not far behind her, seemed to be closer than others, she saw her face, and for some reason evoked something else Feeling sad without knowing it, she walked over and hugged Jiang Xijie and started crying again.

The truth of the father is only for a moment, and then he is still him.In this world, Wang Jiyue's embrace will never change, maybe the Jiang Xijie who is too beautiful but also too gentle in front of her in the future.

Wang Jiyue was always moving around, Jiang Xijie probably felt that the person in her arms was too restless, so she hugged her tightly again, so that Wang Jiyue almost nestled in her arms.She who was about to wake up and wanted to sleep again suddenly felt hot tears streaming down her neck, and she woke up suddenly, so who else could be, Wang Jiyue would hug her neck and cry like hell.Over the past few days, she has gotten used to Wang Jiyue not having to cry almost every day, so she just patted Wang Jiyue's back, telling her to coax her back when she has cried enough.After Wang Jiyue gradually stopped crying, she wanted to speak, but someone took the opportunity,

"It's all your fault. Why are you recruiting me!"

As usual, it is impossible not to ask a question.But now it's different than usual, Jiang Xijie only wants to climb along, until the other party laughs out of tears. "Blame me, blame me, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have recruited you. I won't dare to recruit you again. From now on, I can only make you laugh, not make you cry." But Wang Jiyue is not a fool, it's not that you cajole casually That's it. "...Do you know where you recruited me again? Do you know again?" "I don't know, I don't know, I have to admit my mistake if I don't know. If it's my fault, it's my fault. I have the awareness ,"

She didn't make it up, not because of lack of words, but because Wang Jiyue suddenly hugged her tightly, as if hugging the meaning of life.

At first, she was very nervous about sleeping with Wang Jiyue. After all, Wang Jiyue's bed was a bit small, and the two of them definitely couldn't roll around and could only cuddle together.Wang Jiyue, who had just lost her mother, sometimes sobbed in her dreams. When she saw the shaking shoulders in the dark, she couldn't help but feel distressed.So she insisted on sleeping with Wang Jiyue in her arms every night, which made her feel safe and depended on.

This is the intimacy she has dreamed of, but she is also worried that it will disappear in a blink of an eye like morning dew.

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{38} Those who are interested can read "Five Martyrs of the Left League" on Baidu.