Costume Mountains and Rivers

"How is life, why is it so sad."

Mo Qinghe didn't expect that this farewell between him and Shen Peinan almost became a forever farewell.

After being picked up by comrades waiting outside the woods in a slow-moving ox cart, he and Mo Liuchu also parted ways in order to avoid the Kuomintang's capture. Mo Liuchu lived in seclusion in a small farmyard outside Beiping City. Mo Qing He rented a house in the British Concession in Tianjin Wei.

It is said to be a private house, but in fact it is dark and cramped. It was rebuilt from an old two-story building. It is no different from Shanghai Lane, but he has no choice. , so various living expenses can only rely on a sum of money raised by comrades.When Mo Qinghe was arrested, he only had a shiny diamond ring worth anything. Now that he is in trouble, he dare not wear it to show off, and he is reluctant to sell it, so he hangs it around his neck with a red string. He wears a gray Cloth gown, the bean-sized diamond was like a cold beetle, knocking on his heart.

After settling down, he asked a friend to quietly send a letter to Hang Yunyang. At that time, Yunyang was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but he didn't dare to tell Chen Zongyi. Without saying a word, he secretly sent him an address and a large Mo Qinghe pinched the piece of paper that said a certain street in Hong Kong, and remembered that after a poker game, she once asked him to buy a real estate just in case, and felt more and more that life is impermanent. like a dream.

Li Mosheng was arrested because both Mo Qinghe and Mo Liuchu had escaped from birth, and the police station had insufficient evidence. After a few days of detention, they couldn't stand the violent protests of Peking University students and finally released him.

I don't know if someone interfered in it, but the espionage incident, which was so loud and vigorous, disappeared after that night, as if it had never happened before. Mo Qinghe hid in Tianjin, except for purchasing newspapers and necessary food. When he went out, he also listened to the radio, and tuned all the channels every day, but he still didn't hear any news of the arrest.

The room Mo Qinghe rented was so narrow that it could only accommodate a bed, and there were large pieces of black mold on the ceiling, sometimes like rain clouds, and sometimes like a group of malicious mushrooms.Next to the bed is a small window commonly used in train carriages, and a green bean sprout is planted in a can.He often sits by the window with his knees hugged, pours some water on the bean sprouts, and then looks at the icy blue sky outside in a daze, with a trace of regret and nostalgia in his eyes.

He knew that Shen Peinan was a man of his word and didn't worry too much about his own safety. He couldn't help fantasizing that perhaps Shen Peinan had calmed down and was willing to listen to himself. The current quietness of the situation was a proof.The more he thought about it, the more believable he felt. After observing the growth of the bean sprouts for a while, he fiddled with the cold diamond ring on his chest, and said in his heart, they used to be so good. Two people who love and know each other cannot be separated by a sentence or two .

He is not a self-pitying person, he passed the initial sadness, and has new hope for the future, he really wants to make a phone call with Shen Peinan, but he is afraid of Uncle Liu, the communication in the Zhou mansion has always been unsafe.

After a lonely Mid-Autumn Festival, Mo Qinghe got a message from the newly established contact point that the organization planned to transfer him to Yan'an to wait for a new mission.Mo Qinghe got many false names and identity certificates, and felt that the time was right. He took a suitcase, hired a rickshaw and rushed to the train station, passing through the thick fallen leaves of sycamore trees all the way, and set foot on the road to Peking. train.

Originally, in order to avoid being disturbed by movie fans, he had considerable experience in disguise. He was wearing a gray cloth shirt that no one would notice, the brim of the hat was pulled down very low, and he was wrapped in a woolen scarf as if he was afraid of the cold. It was late autumn and the sun was shining. Dazzling, cold and windy, no one really noticed him.

After arriving in Beiping, Mo Qinghe opened a room in a hotel not far from home under the pseudonym of Wang Shun'an, planning to go to the vicinity of the Zhou mansion to check quietly during the day. If the world is peaceful, he can sneak into Shen Peinan's bedroom in the middle of the night. The guards outside the Zhou mansion were heavily guarded, but with his skills, he wasn't very afraid of anything.

He was absent-mindedly chatting with the rickshaw driver while thinking about Shen Peinan, his heart was pounding nervously, he knew that he was too risky, but he had to take this risk, otherwise he would spend his whole life in regret.Maybe he can't convince Shen Peinan, but he has to let the other party know what he wants, he can't let Shen Peinan have doubts about his relationship with Mo Liuchu, and then slowly forget himself in disgust, he can't!

He missed Shen Peinan's appearance and voice, the smell on his body, the eyes that stared at him, as if suffocating hugs, he felt immersed in tension and sweetness, and the blood in his whole body was about to boil!

What he didn't expect was that when he finally arrived at his destination, he found that the world around the Zhou mansion was indeed peaceful, peaceful and desolate.

The rickshaws that were always queuing outside the door for business were gone, the family car was gone, the soldiers on duty at the sentry post were gone, the old concierge who always held a magnifying glass to read the newspaper was gone, the road from the gate to the western-style building was unobstructed, shaded by trees Cut the sunlight into pieces and spread them on the cold bluestone steps. Several men dressed as long-term workers carried big bags and bargained around an old man who collected old things. They were actually selling things!

Mo Qinghe gave the coachman a banknote, hesitated for a moment outside the courtyard, and couldn't help but rushed in.

The two living room doors wrapped in purple satin and velvet opened outwards, and the furnishings inside were unobstructed. The sofas, tables and chairs were still intact, but there were no traces of people living there. He did not see Shen Peinan's windbreaker and coat, let alone on the coffee table. Seeing a magazine, many papers and sundries were littered on the floor, the padded embroidered cover was thrown on the ground, the curtains were all removed, and the pale sunlight leaked in unobstructed.A woman in loose-leg trousers was holding her bosom full of embroidery, as if she was going to wash it, when she saw Mo Qinghe standing at the door, she yelled in a high-pitched voice, "Who are you looking for?"

Holding the top hat, Mo Qinghe said, "I'm looking for Mr. Shen, please..."

Before she finished speaking, the woman turned her face away and began to pick up the sundries on the ground one by one: "It's moved away, it seems to be back to the south."

Mo Qinghe ignored her, ran up the stairs to the second floor, pushed open the doors one by one, and checked one room after another. His bedroom and Shen Peinan's room were full of books and magazines They played in the large bathroom with splashing water together, and finally he stumbled back to the corridor, leaning on the railing, covering his face with his hands.

All evidence that they lived, played together, or quarreled was wiped out, and the house was empty overnight, just like a so-called leather bag company that disappeared completely.Mo Qinghe opened her eyes a little, but saw a notice posted next to the telephone hanging on the opposite wall, copying in black and white the salaries and rewards of each servant, demanding that they be paid within a few days...

The house was empty, but it seemed that there were invisible walls in all directions to the west. He bumped around like a headless fly, bumping here and there, his head and face covered in blood. Touching it, it was just cold sweat on his forehead, and the draft was blowing, making him sneezed from the cold.

"Hey, hey, the one upstairs! Come down!"

An old voice yelled at him, Mo Qinghe turned around unbearably, pressed his hands on the railing, and shouted preemptively to the living room on the first floor: "Who are you? Who are you looking for? This is my home! It's my home!"

The person standing downstairs was not the woman just now, but an old man in a satin gown, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with a thin gold chain attached to the temple. Hearing what Mo Qinghe said, he slapped I was taken aback, then smiled, bowed in the direction of the second floor, and replied respectfully: "Is it Boss Mo? I am the original housekeeper here. Mr. Shen has been transferred back to Nanjing. There are few things, I specifically asked you to come and pick them up, I have written all the documents, please leave an address, and I will send someone to deliver it right away!"

Mo Qinghe was stunned, and ran downstairs in three steps at a time. He followed the old man into the cloakroom on the side of the hall, and saw that the room was indeed full of suitcases. Clothes, watches, textbooks, paper and pens for reading, all banknotes and oceans were exchanged for gold bars. Everything that Shen Peinan gave him and promised him was neither missing nor too much.

He knelt on the ground, holding a glass box of clothing in his arms, and asked hoarsely, "That's all?"

The new housekeeper replied: "That's all. There are also books in the study on the second floor. Mr. Zhou discussed with Mr. Shen and said that you can take away what you like."

"No letter, no mailing address, does he have nothing to convey to you?"

"No." The old man thought for a while: "The teacher said, if you want to survive, don't look for him again."

"Oh, yes, the cat and the parrot are left to Mr. Zhou. Mrs. Zhou likes them very much. Don't worry, Boss Mo." After he finished speaking, he took out a piece of white paper from his sleeve and read aloud, "Receipt, hereby have……"

Mo Qinghe couldn't listen anymore, he stood up like a dream, grabbed the white paper, took out a pen to sign his name, and wanted to write his address, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't know how to write, he couldn't write about the small courtyard house he used to live in He was about to leave; he couldn't write Mo Liuchu's address, and Liu Chu was no longer here; he couldn't even write about the hotel. Mo Qinghe stared at the piece of paper in a daze, realizing sadly that he had lived in Peking since he was a child. He grew up, and now he is homeless.

His palms were drenched in cold sweat, and he was about to lose his grip on the pen. His upper and lower teeth were chattering, and he squeezed out the words: "I only have one relative, and this is my home. Where can I send it to? Where else can I send it!"

The old man did not answer, but looked at him with a smile; all the boxes and cages in the room did not speak, but also looked at him with a smile; Looking at him with a smile, only Mo Qinghe stood stiffly, as if she couldn't even cry.

When walking out of the Zhou mansion, Mo Qinghe looked back at this bright and elegant white western-style building, and felt that the past year seemed to be a sweet but false dream.

Shen Peinan left, he was a person with roots, now he is going back to the place where he belongs, this is understandable.

Mo Qinghe carried a square suitcase and walked along the path covered with fallen leaves. The road stretched far away, as if it had no end. A rickshaw came oncoming. The driver was wearing a plain white coat Passed by Mo Qinghe, turned around and called out: "Boss, do you want to take a car?"

Mo Qinghe's throat was choked, she nodded slightly, and walked up like sleepwalking.The coachman started to run, the car creaked, the north wind was blowing in, the trees that had lost all their leaves were trembling by the cold wind, Mo Qinghe also wrapped her clothes tightly, and bumped away all the way. He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't want to know where he called his home. It was probably still the world, and it would always be hit by wind and rain.

The driver became hot from running, exhaled white air, and turned around to ask, "Boss, where are you going?"

Mo Qinghe hugged the suitcase tightly in her arms, smiled, and replied, "Go where you need to go."

The coachman groaned, Mo Qinghe turned her head, looked at the bleak autumn scenery in Beiping, and said softly: "Yan'an, take me to Yan'an."

For the world struggling in the sea of ​​suffering, it is more logical to be apart than to be together.More than half a month later, Mo Qinghe arrived at the place he had been dreaming about day and night. Before he was allocated a comfortable cave, he first heard a news that shocked the whole country: the Xi'an Incident!People rushed to tell each other that Chiang Kai-shek signed it, Chiang Kai-shek agreed to resist the Japanese, and we don't have to be subjugated slaves anymore!

He jumped to his feet in the cold wind from the northwest, sucked in the cold air hissingly as if the wind had leaked, moved left and right on the bare wooden stool, and finally settled down holding an enamel jar filled with hot water.In the dark room, there was an old-fashioned wireless radio, which kept rattling, and his new leader pushed the door open, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and said to Mo Qinghe: "The one next to Shen Peinan Uncle Liu died, and it was announced to the public that he died of an accident."

Mo Qinghe stood up abruptly, and splashed his hand with boiling water, but he didn't realize the pain at all, his eyes sparkled with excitement, he knew that Shen Peinan was finally at the end of the boat, and they were finally going to stand on the same front !

However, compared to his current joy and desire to participate in the war, half a year later, an urgent and secret new task was handed over to him, which made him completely difficult.

-------------The first part of "Movie Costume Mountains and Rivers" is over------------------

[Volume [-] Bloody Mountains and Rivers]