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His hair was dripping with blood, his hair was also messed up by blood, and there were many scars on his face. On such a cold day, his clothes had already been whipped into strips of cloth. This man was named Lin Cheng, and he was arranged by Liu Changdong. Caught by the spy of the Military Intelligence Department, this person worked in the Ministry of Defense before, and he was conscientious and honest, but his behavior was suspicious, and it was only after step-by-step screening that he turned out to be a gangster.

"Speak. Who sent you here. If you speak well, I might save your life." Fu Huaiqiu stood in front of him, looking down at him, Lin Cheng spit at Fu Huaiqiu, Fu Huaiqiu turned his head, He took out a square towel from his pocket and wiped the place where he was spat on just now.A few soldiers standing behind Fu Huaiqiu rushed up and kicked Lin Cheng, and Lin Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood after being kicked by these kicks, "No comment, hahaha——" Lin Cheng's age seemed Not young, you can see the traces of time between the eyebrows and eyes. If you conservatively estimate, you should be in your 40s. "Bah, I was caught by you and counted my fate. You want to get information from me! No way!"

Fu Huaiqiu saw this guy getting emotional, he must have been severely interrogated, he turned his head to the people behind him and said, "You go out first, I will talk to this Mr. Lin alone." "This... Team Leader Fu... ..." "Hurry up! Can I still be eaten by him!" At this moment, Fu Huaiqiu showed some courage of the group leader, and the people behind silently exited the torture room. He locked the door in front of the door, turned around and pulled a chair over. He sat on the chair, saw Lin Cheng who had closed his eyes and meditated, and knocked on the Morse code on the table.

Lin Cheng suddenly widened his eyes and looked up at Fu Huaiqiu, those eyes suddenly filled with tears, the eyes that hadn't had a good rest in the past few days were full of bloodshot eyes, the tiredness and impatience disappeared and replaced by those who were hard to use. The excitement and excitement expressed in words, "You..." Just as Lin Cheng was about to speak, Fu Huaiqiu put his index finger to his lips, signaling him not to speak.

"Comrade, I don't know who you are, but I'm an eagle, don't worry, listen to me, you must tell me the information intercepted from you, so that I can pass it on, we won't meet on weekdays , It is also a coincidence that we can meet in this torture room today, tell me the news you intercepted, and I will definitely pass it on." Fu Huaiqiu's words are very straightforward, and the meaning conveyed by Morse code is probably like this.

As an underground party member, Lin Cheng naturally understood the Morse code. He signaled for Fu Huaiqiu to approach him. Fu Huaiqiu stood up and walked in front of him. In front of Fu Huaiqiu, there was a Morse code on his palm, and the two of them communicated silently. Lin Cheng also knew that his life was not long, and when he entered the torture room, he did not expect to meet his comrades and convey the news to him. It can be considered that the sacrifice was not in vain.

"This time the Japanese plan is even more vicious. They are going to land from Shanghai in an attempt to establish a second puppet Manchukuo government. They threaten to destroy China in three months. Comrades, please spread the news! The Kuomintang government has begun to withdraw. For the sake of safety, comrade, you should arrange to leave Shanghai as soon as possible!" Lin Cheng tremblingly spoke to Fu Huaiqiu in a low voice, his eyes were sincere and pleading, and Fu Huaiqiu was also moved by his appearance. Heart, "Comrade, my wife came to Shanghai to look for me. Because of my special status and mission, I haven't looked for her. If you find her, tell her not to wait for me. Go back and find someone else. I'm not a Good husband, her name is Zhou Lingyun——if she doesn’t believe you, you can show her the pendant around my neck, thank you comrade, please fulfill my wish—” Lin Cheng turned his head violently as soon as he finished speaking. Biting his tongue, Fu Huaiqiu took out the pendant from his neck. The jade pendant turned out to be an earring hanging on a chain. Go to the door, open the door and shout outside: "Come on!"

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Luozhou and Song Xinghe had also been married for a while, and Song Xinghe's body had been a little weak recently, the two of them hadn't had anything to do with each other on their wedding night, Song Xinghe had been in bed every day since that day, On the surface, Jiang Luozhou took care of Song Xinghe and let her have a good rest. Every day, he said that he was too busy to go home as soon as possible. He ordered the maid in the room to take good care of his wife and left in a hurry. Song Xinghe also acted with him, performing in front of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother. She looked like a loving couple, but in fact, the mouthful of blood gushing from her heart was constantly swallowing into her stomach. Song Xinghe might not be able to recover from depression and illness for a while, and in addition, her body was weak. This bed rest lasted for half a month, and Jiang's mother treated this daughter-in-law as her own family. She would visit her every day and ask her to make medicine and soup for her. Even Jiang's father, who usually didn't care much about these things They all came to visit Song Xinghe two or three times.

Today's weather is good, the sun is shining brightly, and the house is also filled with warmth.Song Xinghe hadn't seen Jiang Luozhou for three days, and when he thought of his husband-in-law's expression of loathing and hating him, his heart froze again.The maid she brought from home was named Huan'er. Huan'er saw that her lady was about to get out of bed, so she took out a cloak from the cabinet and put it on Song Xinghe. The warmth almost came out of her eyes, "Miss, you just recovered from your illness, don't suffer from the cold." Huan'er helped Song Xinghe get out of bed, and walked her to the yard.Now I live in Jiang's house and haven't returned home because of my health. In the blink of an eye, it's already April, and the Xifu Begonias in the courtyard are blooming very well, stacked one after another, looking from a distance as if I'm in a sea of ​​crimson clouds. The pink flower buds have not yet bloomed, and the begonias with slightly smiling faces are connected together like washed rouge, shyly embracing each other.

As soon as Jiang Luozhou stepped into the gate of the courtyard, he saw Song Xinghe standing under the crabapple tree. Before stepping into the flowers and trees, just standing at the gate of the courtyard felt like he was in the fairyland of the Jinliuxiayuyuqionglou. In the middle, Song Xinghe was lowering his head and whispering to Huan'er next to him, Jiang Luozhou was slightly taken aback by the gorgeous smile on his lips that did not match her usual, the flowers trembled slightly in the wind like a girl raising The flushed smile is laughing foolishly, the willow leaf eyebrows that are usually frowned are bent into crescent moons, but you don’t know that you are standing in the courtyard looking at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are looking at you at the entrance of the courtyard, that woman looks forward to lingering elegant posture Really charming.

Wearing a water-colored cloak and standing under the crabapple tree in Naxi Prefecture, his fair skin was almost transparent against the backdrop of clusters of crimson smoke. Jiang Luozhou withdrew his gaze, coughed unnaturally, and took big steps Walking in, Song Xinghe was interrupted by the coughing sound from her conversation with Huan'er, and seeing Jiang Luozhou stepping in blessed her body, Jiang Luozhou didn't reach out to help Song Xinghe, her face was still a bit bloody after seeing Jiang Luozhou Jiang Luozhou also noticed that Song Xinghe's complexion suddenly turned pale, but the young master didn't blame himself for the reason, Huan'er supported Song Xinghe and lowered his head, not daring to look at the young master, Jiang Luozhou glanced at Song Xinghe again Looking up at the flowers, "It's cold outside the hospital. You are weak. Don't stay outside the hospital. It's not good to let someone else get sick. I'm afraid I won't be able to go home for a few days. If you miss home, go home and stay for a few days." After saying these few words, Jiang Luozhou didn't even look at the two of them, turned around and left, Song Xinghe was a little unsteady, but fortunately Huaner was by his side to support her, otherwise she might fall down, "Miss!!"

"Don't call me Miss, it's not good to be overheard by others. Also, don't tell my parents what happened to Jiang's when I go home, they will worry, Huan'er, I know you are the most sympathetic to me—"" Miss! But my uncle said these words to embarrass you, Huan'er can't just watch Miss being bullied!——" "Don't say anything about Huan'er, promise me!" Song Xinghe took Huan'er's hand, and Jiang Luozhou When it disturbed her already calm mood, she coughed violently, "Promise me not to talk nonsense, Huan'er!" Huan'er has never seen her young lady defending someone so excitedly, With tears in her eyes, Huan'er nodded sharply when she saw the young lady who was as weak as a piece of paper in front of her, "Miss, I will help you into the house." While supporting the young lady, she also gave her the air with her hand.

The next day Song Xinghe packed up some things and took Huan'er to bid farewell to Jiang's father and Jiang's mother and headed towards Song's house.There is no one at home, mother is at home, father Song Xuewen is busy with business and is still staying in Chongqing and has not returned yet. Eldest brother Song Yuhan has not been at school recently but went to Chongqing with his father. Only Song Ziyu and his mother are left at home. Ziyu loves to play. But because Mother Song's discipline was strict, nothing went wrong, and she learned medical knowledge that she was interested in at school. Song Ziyu, who returned from studying abroad, was inexplicably interested in medicine.When Song's mother saw that her daughter was so thin, she couldn't help but feel a little hard in her heart: "Xiaohe, how are you doing in Jiang's house? Are you used to living here? How is Yinkai treating you?" Song's mother pulled Song Xinghe babbled non-stop, and she couldn't help crying when she heard her mother's greetings. She took out the handkerchief and wiped the tears from her cheeks, and smiled at her mother, "Xiaohe is very happy, Yin Kai They treat me very well, and my parents treat me like their own daughters."

Song Xinghe won't bring any trouble to their Jiang family, let him taste the bitter fruit he plucked by himself, if he wants to go to hell, then he only needs to do it by himself.After all, she loves Yin Kai so much, even if Yin Kai doesn't like her,