Costume Mountains and Rivers

Mo Qinghe lowered his head, he felt that Liu Chu was extraordinarily serious today, as if he was suppressing an evil fire, which made him dare not refute.

Mo Liuchu also couldn't bear to see his younger brother feel guilty, thinking that after all he was injured and suffered, sighed and hugged Mo Qinghe to his chest, and said softly: "Your way of handling is very brave, it is a A qualified party member, but if the task is too difficult, don't force it, I have drafted a report to the organization for you, saying that you are not experienced enough to be fully qualified for this position."

Mo Qinghe didn't expect Liu Chu to say such words, and raised her head suddenly, but Mo Liuchu interrupted him with a gesture: "Be obedient, go back with senior brother, this matter can be left to others, I will A suitable candidate has been identified."

Mo Qinghe's stubborn temper came up, she blocked her senior brother's hand, and argued: "I can! You see, the surname Shen let us go out today, which shows that he has begun to trust me! It's a pity to give up like this!"

He broke away from Liu Chu's arms, ran to the stove to boil water excitedly, and came back with a set of celadon tea sets in his hands. While Zhang Luo Mo Liu Chu sat down, he said with a smile on his face, "I don't even feel comfortable drinking water in front of someone surnamed Shen." , Brother, sit down first, I will make you a pot of good tea, and listen to me explain recent events while you drink."

"He believes in me very much. Although he is not good to me, but there is no one around him. I guess he will take me back to Nanjing in a short time! Just watch it then!"

Mo Qinghe had sung in a teahouse before becoming a character, and learned how to make tea. At this time, her legs were side by side, her sleeves were rolled up, and she was nimbly handling the tea utensils, while telling Mo Liu about her situation in the hospital. first listen.

There were only two protagonists in the shooting case, so every word of Mo Qinghe could not be separated from Shen Peinan. He didn't notice anything wrong, but Mo Liuchu always had a grudge in his heart after the scene in the morning. Hearing what Mo Qinghe said, Naturally, there was a bit of sadness.

He thought of Shen Peinan's decency and unattainable, respectful servants, and the style of the bungalow, thinking of Mo Qinghe's smile when talking to Shen Peinan and the warmth in Shen Peinan's eyes, he suddenly felt a hidden worry.

The junior who only looked at him with admiration started to speak for others, and he was about to fly away!

Mo Qinghe was pouring tea by the lid of the pot, and with his middle finger was a four-carat diamond worth three gold bars. The bald head was excellent, like a bright star. Mo Liuchu's eyes were attracted unconsciously. He was worried that his junior had really changed his mind. He is also born handsome, but if a man's handsomeness lacks the necessary financial support, he will always lack a little confidence.

He patiently persuaded: "This is for your safety. Do you know how worried senior brother has been since the news of your injury came out? When I agreed with you to go, why did I not expect this to happen in only three days?" From this, it can be seen that Shen Peinan is not only unclear about his position, but also has an extremely weird and irritable personality, and if he makes a mistake again, the senior brother is afraid that you will be in danger."

"I can handle it." Mo Qinghe obviously didn't understand Liu Chu's thoughts. The sense of accomplishment of taming the beast made him puff up his chest and looked at Liu Chu with vigor, "I'm not afraid of death, let alone getting hurt. If one day he really I have seized the exact evidence, I immediately choose to commit suicide, and I will never implicate my comrades!"

He raised his face excitedly: "Brother, you don't know, he's actually not a bad person. After he concluded that I had nothing to do with the organization, he stayed with me in the hospital every day, which can be regarded as affection..."

Mo Liuchu couldn't hold back anymore, he put the teacup on the table, and suddenly raised his voice: "So you were captured by the enemy's sugar-coated shells, do you still remember the death of Master, the suffering people outside the pass, and the covetous Japan? Dude! We have suffered so much, what is it for today! "

The tea splashed all over the table, dripping down, and he grabbed Mo Qinghe's hand: "All the clothes you wear are given to you by him, so you want to repay the favor? No wonder you are so kind to me so early in the morning. Senior brother is ashamed of you for acting like that!"

Mo Qinghe was stunned. He hesitated and wanted to touch Mo Liuchu's face, but he blocked it with his hand. Mo Liuchu's lips were tightly pressed together, and his eyes were fixed on the white window paper. A sword that cuts people when its edge is exposed.

Qinghe knew Mo Liuchu, he was too straightforward, he had offended many people over the years, and he didn't know how much he had paid behind his back. Now that the sword was aimed at him, Mo Qinghe felt guilty I felt a strong grievance outside, and the mood swings made the wound hurt again.

He pressed his chest with one hand, and pleaded in a low voice: "I don't have one, brother, you know I can't, I hate him, I hate traitors and Japanese..."

He couldn't help raising his voice: "Brother, you have to trust my heart!"

Mo Liuchu stared at him, trying to dig out the words in his heart from those black and white eyes, and said slowly: "Do you still remember your purpose of being by his side?"

Mo Qinghe stuck nose to nose with him, and firmly replied: "Remember, I will never forget!"

"Do you remember our oath?"

"For the common people, for the laborers, and for all the inferior people like us to live an equal, independent and respected life!" Mo Qinghe replied word by word, and the blood in his whole body began to flow. It was hot, rushing to the top of the head suddenly.

"Okay, okay, as expected of the child I brought out." Mo Liuchu was relieved, but he still didn't let go. He grabbed Mo Qinghe's wrist and put his elbows on the table that was splashed with tea. His sleeves were soaked and wet. Drenched against his arm, he asked forcefully, "Are you loyal to me? Do you promise that you will never fall in love with him?"

Mo Qinghe nodded vigorously, but then he was confused again. Looking at Mo Liuchu's flushed face from excitement, he had a question in his heart, what is love?

Wang Baochuan stayed in the cold kiln for eighteen years, Su San pleaded guilty to the death penalty, and even his most respected poppies, for fear of dragging the overlord, had no choice but to commit suicide by slaying the neck. Dot dyeing on the paper with your head, and your life is a peach blossom in the hands of others.

At this moment, he suddenly became obsessed, as if he had returned to the play, he acted out other people's love and hate with every gesture, and couldn't find his own place. He heard Mo Liuchu's breathing fast, and the warm air sprayed directly on his face. With a hoarse voice, he bewitched: "Qing He, I will miss you every day after you leave."

"I'm always worried." Mo Liuchu said, reaching out to undo the buckle on the side of Qing He's neck: "Give it to me."

Before Qinghe could answer, he jumped up again: "I hate myself so much that I pushed you into that bastard's hands, do you know that all the bastard things he did in Beiping were reported in the newspaper, he already stinks reputation!"

Qing He lowered his head to recall, he remembered Shen Peinan struggling on the imperial concubine's couch with stomachache, he couldn't help shaking his head, and said doubtfully: "Brother, believe it or not, I always feel that he has his purpose, you know He wasn't that kind of person..."

Mo Liuchu interrupted him: "The misfortune of the country is that it has raised these new warlords! When the country is in crisis, it only cares about having fun, the front is tight and the rear is tight, and in war, it is blindly seeking peace and surrender. Qing He, I even doubt the organization of this move." Wrong way, because of a scoundrel, I ruined you!"

Mo Liuchu walked around the room twice with his hands behind his back, his left leg was still a little limp, one foot of the black cloth shoes was deep and the other was shallow, his figure was very thin from the side, like a piece of paper, The blue cloth shirt was fluttering, unable to keep up with his steps.

He rushed to Mo Qinghe, put his arms around his waist, and repeated: "Qinghe, give it to me."

Senior brother's excitement made Mo Qinghe even more confused, he subconsciously looked down at himself, and said with excuses: "Senior brother, didn't we agree to sing well, and don't mention that matter..."

Mo Liuchu's eyes were burning with morbid eagerness. After hearing this sentence, it was like a pot of coal being poured with cold water, and it went out with a "Zi".

Mo Qinghe didn't know that his senior brother was mad because of jealousy. He felt that Mo Liuchu was very strange today. In the past, the more he looked at Liu Chu, the more he respected and loved him. He even thought that his senior brother was like Mr. Hu Shi, thin, clear and bright, with a gentle expression. A trace of masculinity.

He has always regarded his senior brother as a protector and guide. Mo Qinghe thought that he was able to do things with Shen Peinan, put down his shame and court him because he had a purpose in his heart, but he couldn't rashly give it to Mo Liuchu. , Otherwise, wouldn't it also become a business relationship?

The worship of Mo Liuchu is the salvation in his heart, no matter how dirty he has done, this body is still his own.What's more, he always felt that he and Liu Chu were not in that position, and that this matter had to be done willingly, and he couldn't help it. He felt sorry for himself, and even more so for his senior brother.

Thinking of this, he hardened his tone, and said to Mo Liuchu, "I don't want to."

Mo Liuchu showed deep disappointment, he seemed to see a gap, splitting the gray air of the small room into two halves, half of which was Qinghe in fine clothes, and half of himself was frugal.

He sighed, and said: "In the past two years, you have become more and more disobedient. I know what you are thinking. Your wings have grown hard, and you have begun to dislike senior brother."

Mo Liuchu poured himself a cup of tea, and without caring about scalding his mouth, he raised his neck and poured it down. His mouth and stomach were burning hot. He raised his eyes to look at Mo Qinghe, and said meanly: "You better remember yourself With your identity, his surname Shen only treats you as an object, so don't use your sincerity wrongly."

Mo Qinghe's lips trembled, a hot current rushing back and forth in his cavity, almost uncontrollable, he firmly held the black sandalwood tea needle in his hand, and said: "Since we met until now, you haven't asked In one sentence, whether I was hurt seriously or not, how much wronged I suffered at the hands of the living Hades, you blame me for being partial to him, but I would like to ask my senior brother if there is still Mo Qinghe in his eyes!"

"It's useless to talk about it any longer. I've remembered my brother's teaching. Your foot injury hasn't healed yet. You're exhausted from the journey. Go back and rest first."

Mo Liuchu looked at him for a long time, but finally stopped talking, stomped his feet, and strode outside.

Seeing that he really left, Mo Qinghe hurriedly stood up and called out to her brother to chase after her. In a hurry, she swept half a cup of tea on the ground with her sleeves, and the hot tea, tea dregs and broken porcelain fell on her feet. , A piece of water was splashed on the upper of the shoe, and after only a one-minute pause, Mo Liuchu had already arrived at the door.

The moment the door latch was pulled open, the gloomy room was filled with sunlight pouring in from outside the door, and the shattered porcelain pieces on the floor were sharp and clear. Mo Qinghe slumped in the grand teacher's chair, watching Mo Liuchu's back getting further and further away, Broad shoulders, thin body, tall and straight like a sword, the swipe cut him to pieces.

He is not afraid that Shen Peinan will look down on him, no matter how slight Shen Peinan is to him, he can still call him a general with good-natured eyebrows, Mo Liuchu can't, Mo Liuchu is the person who lives in the cleanest corner of his heart, Qinghe huddled up on the chair , buried his face in the elbow, he felt that the sun was too bright, it was so bright that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

As soon as Mo Liuchu left, Mo Qinghe began to regret it. He had never contradicted his senior brother like this since he was a child, and his senior brother had never said such harsh words to him. After thinking about it, this quarrel was actually because of Shen Peinan.The more Mo Qinghe thought about it, the more unwilling she became, and she waited anxiously for Liu Chu to come back, but after a long time, there was no sound outside the window except the sound of the wind blowing through the locust trees.

When I walked out of the courtyard, the sun was already slanting to the west. There was a short white wall in the courtyard, and the sunlight leaked from a row of betel nut eyes covered with glazed tiles on the top of the wall, dragging people's shadows like thick golden sand.

Mo Qinghe locked the door and looked around, only to realize that he hadn't been home for several months in a row. He drank a bowl of sour plum soup at a nearby stall to cool off the heat, and went to a western restaurant to order a box of cakes. He tied it with a thin rope and held it in his hand, as an apology to Shen Peinan for disappearing for a long time.

He was in a daze all the way home in a rickshaw. He wanted to go to Mo Liuchu's apartment to ask for peace, but he was afraid that he would be reprimanded by the general if he took too long to return home.

I don't want the man pulling the cart to wonder if he was smoking too much opium and was wandering around the sky, pulling the cart swaying, the road was bustling with passers-by, Mo Qinghe's car turned a big bend, there was a bang, and the body shook violently A moment later, a woman screamed from behind.