Double Bracelets

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Of course Wang Chanyue didn't want to get involved in anything, she certainly felt that the situation was urgent and she needed to do something worthy of her youth, but she didn't think there was any good in taking to the streets to burn - this kind of behavior had nothing to do with Boxer mobs. the difference.But she also feels that there is no way to serve the country, and the army is doing nothing. Jilin and Liaoning have all been lost, and the passionate young people have nowhere to vent their anger. Seeing that she can neither be angry and desperate nor find her own way , I can only come to Fu Yiheng, the guiding light.

"The progress and generosity of the students is really admirable... Soon there should be people organizing protests, protests, and so on. But since the government says it will not resist, then those who call for resistance must be for the government. The enemy will be wiped out by some people. Thinking about it this way, it is still very dangerous. You should not participate in these things, and study your medical science to pursue your dreams. If you really fight in the future, you are better than those Going to the streets is much more useful now." Fu Yiheng wanted to tell the truth, but because of the delicate relationship between Wang Chanyue and himself, it was difficult to speak out—she was always a good pawn to use, a very important channel, Not sure about her color yet though.

colour.

"...Oh... I see." Wang Chanyue nodded like a bullied bunny, Fu Yiheng saw her like this, and was afraid of scaring her back, "But then again, student Compared with ordinary business people and ordinary people, you have to improve. I just want you not to give up and waste your studies because of these things. After all, you still have a long way to go, and you should be a person who can really be of great use to the country." Wang Chanyue still nodded, listening to everything she said, "By the way, didn't your sister send you a telegram from Shanghai? The family must be worried about you brother and sister, you should hurry up and reply." "My sister sends telegrams every now and then." Come. It looks like the Japanese are about to call. The fourth brother doesn’t care, he and brother Xijun can’t be found all day long, so I have to answer the telegram.” Now, it’s that Wang Chanyue again.

"Can't find anyone?" Fu Yiheng leaned closer and asked.

"Xijun and Haoning didn't know where they went all day long, and they participated in anti-Japanese activities all day long." Wang Jiyue said with some dissatisfaction with Jiang Xijie in the dormitory, "Now even the Shanghai River is like this, the whole country is like this, the crowd is passionate, Boycotting Japanese products, it’s normal for the two of them to do this. I want to go.” “Thinking about it, it’s said that 20 people held a petition in Beiping today. Why don’t you go?” “Are you worried What? This is not the past, and it is not the era when Duan Qirui was the master of the house, and there will be no second Mr. Liu Hezhen. I won't go...Isn't it because you are here?" Putting down Hou's economic principles and notes, her expression was very helpless—she felt that Wang Jiyue should have understood this point since the dust of the debate about going to Hong Kong was settled, and she was always on her mind; and now she was not afraid of Wang Jiyue Now that she understands, what she struggles with every day is whether to speak clearly.But Wang Jiyue is probably bickering by nature, and worried about relatives far away every day, always looking for quarrels when she has nothing to do.Seeing her appearance, Wang Jiyue felt that Jiang Xijie's original vanguard temperament had been worn down by her in the past three or four years, and her heart softened, "...Shanghai and Nanjing may also have sex today. Sigh... "Yes, maybe. It's just that there is no Zhang Zongxiang and Cao Rulin to fight now."

Think about the burning of Cao's house in anger. Although the Cao thief is shameful, what is the difference between the act of burning other people's houses and the bandits who are fighting.

"It's just that the Japanese pirates can say all kinds of high-sounding hypocrisy and hypocrisy in diplomacy. It's really shameless to fight." Jiang Xijie no longer plans to read and tidy up, and put away the macroeconomics that has caused her the most headache these days. In other words, words and actions are full of hatred.After all, she is different from ordinary students. There is an old man in her family who is very concerned about current affairs. Since she was a child, she has been in contact with those young people who can only be regarded as grandpas in the diplomatic arena, but they are endlessly brilliant. She has a little understanding of those intrigues. , so it’s not like some students still have expectations for the League of Nations—she didn’t expect it. Grandpa told her that the players on the mahjong table of the League of Nations are the hooligans from the Paris Peace Conference—who once tried to carve up China. On the side of justice?If Japan gave them a big piece of meat, would they just let him go?

"If you should fight, you have to fight. How can you let others bully! What young commander, you may not have anything to be afraid of when chasing Zhao Si, but now you dare not be a good man!" Wang Jiyue sighed, "Maybe he also has his own. Difficulty." "Difficulty? Difficulty is nothing more than fear of losing your strength and being annexed by others in the future." "... What if you are also afraid of the same thing as what happened in Jinan {54}?" "Then you can't just let it go. The Japanese bully us so much. Isn’t this the same as giving back step by step back then, and step back step by step until today?”

Speaking of the incident in Jinan, Jiang Xijie suddenly thought of Wang Zhengting{55}.I remembered the conversation I overheard when this grandpa's descendant came to visit his grandpa and uncle at home.In fact, ordinary people don't understand the difficulties and games behind those seemingly stupid diplomatic results. In short, some people cause trouble, while others are blamed.

"You are a person who has studied economics, so you should know what will happen in a war." Jiang Xijie held back her anger and had nowhere to vent her thoughts. She had no choice but to stand by the window and look at the scenery.Wang Jiyue got up and walked over to put her shoulders on her back to comfort her softly.When people reach a certain age and have some experience, they will gradually discover that the original way of dealing with it is naive. Although it is naive, it can effectively relieve emotions, except of course the guilt afterwards.But when I got old, I found that guilt is the most painful emotion. In order to avoid guilt, I chose a mature way of dealing with it—a mature way of dealing with it that makes others happy, but may also make myself unhappy.For 17-year-old Jiang Xijie, who is used to being wild, she should have participated in the parade long ago, and she was about to walk to the gate of the Nanjing government with the brigade.But she is 21 years old now, and there is a woman she loves in her heart that worries her all day long, asking her to petition to give up all her grand plans and ambitions to accompany her.

"People's livelihood is already difficult, and it is bound to be even more difficult when fighting. Prices are soaring, currency is depreciating, and supplies are in short supply. People like us are nothing. What about ordinary people? Why should the whole country fight against them?" Wang Jiyue knew what she was saying. She knew that she would be scolded, beaten, and dug up her ancestral graves, but she really thought so, and the person listening to her in front of her was Jiang Xijie, she was not on guard against her, and she hoped that She said frankly: "If you can find a solution not to fight, then don't fight. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years."

Wang Jiyue spoke in a low voice, and leaned so tightly, Jiang Xijie's heart softened when she leaned in. Hearing such words now, she didn't intend to show her fangs and claws—her fangs are for others, for Wang Jiyue It is the softest chest and abdomen: "You can tell me what you said, and you must not say it out. If you say it out, I'm afraid it's not a Japanese product tomorrow, but you." Wasn't it all your fault for being burned. You must be the only one who would betray me."

Jiang Xijie suddenly felt sour in her heart, as if Wang Jiyue had wronged her.Tears filled the eyes all of a sudden, and the nose was sore, and he couldn't say a word now.After all, she loves her, and because of the existence of love, her heart cannot be hardened.She wanted to turn around and smile, and joked about how high the price of betraying Wang Jiyue must be, but she couldn't; she wanted to say how could you do this, but she couldn't.Her words were full of love, and she couldn't express it truthfully. For example, Wang Jiyue asked her very seriously several times, why are you crying, but she could only shake her head and say, don't ask.

It's just why Wang Jiyue can be so natural and really don't ask?Maybe you ask me and I can't answer you, it just adds to my pain.But I want you to ask.Just like if you can hug me from behind now, I will definitely feel extremely satisfied, even though there is a long distance between my true heart and your true heart.

So far, so far.I can't wait for you, what should I do?

"...Ah, you can actually say such a thing..." She managed to squeeze out a sentence, a little crying, and couldn't hide it, so she quickly held it back and took a deep breath without any trace, "It's really Sad...rather than betraying you, I might as well sell myself." "Don't, I've sold you, I have to buy it back, otherwise who will accompany me?" Wang Jiyue got close and heard her Holding back his crying, he consciously said something wrong, so he tried to make up for it with witty words.After speaking, she really hugged Jiang Xijie tightly.

"Without you..." She leaned on Jiang Xijie's shoulder, but she couldn't feel that the person in her arms became stiff. "Without you, what should I do..."

When they went to dinner at night, Jiang Xijie was a little shy, a little overjoyed and a little uneasy, but Wang Jiyue was surprised at how she was relieved—it was really easy to be influenced by the fool around her.A few people from the next table suddenly approached, and asked Jiang Xijie in a gossip but righteous way if she knew the news that Wang Zhengting was beaten in Nanjing this afternoon.

Jiang Xijie's expression changed, her eyes widened and she was speechless.Seeing her like this, some people knew that this young lady who was supposed to be very close to the central government didn't know about it, so they walked away awkwardly.If you walk away, just walk away, and some even murmur words such as "this kind of person should be beaten" and "traitors should be beaten to death".Jiang Xijie was about to rise up with her eyes wide open when she was suddenly stopped by Wang Jiyue.Wang Jiyue shook her head at her and pursed her lips.

Back in the house, Jiang Xijie didn't turn on the light, and sat on the bed in the dark, muttering: "These people are hopeless. To change all this, I can only rely on myself." Wang Jiyue closed the door, walked over and turned on the light , standing in the dark looking at Jiang Xijie in the dim light, her appearance was tired but with a hint of determination, her eyes were clear, simple and without doubt, "I will accompany you."

The author has something to say:

{54} That is, the May 1928rd tragedy that occurred in Jinan on May 5, 3.

{55} At that time, he was the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Nationalist Government.

Since then, those "capable" students in the Republic of China have become more and more capable of beating people.Seeing that they don't need diplomatic talents, they just need to hold a gun.The problem is that among this group of people, traitors came out later, and I admire them very much!Up to now, there are such a group of people in the United States.History is similar, I only have one word to say,

Pooh.