Costume Mountains and Rivers

Mo Qinghe and his teammate slept in the foyer of the Shen family mansion. The old Shen family house was a typical deep house compound in the south. Now they are busy moving, and all the servants have been dismissed. The courtyard door is heavily locked. There is really no room to spare. serve customer.

There are only a few sofas in the foyer to live in, and the bedding is some velvet curtains, which are very simple, but this has completely exceeded Mo Qinghe's expectations. He thought that the old lady would never want to see him, let alone provide accommodation. Or because of the war, the flames of war twisted the divided Chinese into a rope, and personal grievances became insignificant in front of the aggressors.

It was getting late, and soon, there was only a gas lamp in the foyer that gave off a dim light. The power was cut in the city during the war. Everyone was used to the darkness and didn't find it difficult to bear. However, what really made people feel terrified was the death the silence.In the deep courtyard, there were no footsteps of servants, no mahjong board and laughter from ladies. Mo Qinghe curled up on the sofa, trying to identify the outlines of the furniture covered with velvet covers, and seemed to hear a line The sound of the flute, but when I listened carefully, it disappeared again. It was probably the whistling sound of the cold wind passing through the door opening.

Everyone was exhausted after a long journey, and fell asleep as soon as their heads touched the pillows, but Mo Qinghe couldn't fall asleep. He pulled out the shining diamond ring from his neck, held it between his fingers, and turned it gently. Carefully put it on your finger, as if revealing a secret in your heart, quickly took it off.

With a long sigh, he stuffed the ring back into his clothes, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

I don't know if the organization has gotten a boat ticket to San Francisco?When I went to the tea house in the afternoon, the owner of the store agreed to it quite happily, but the current situation is turbulent, it is useless to have connections, the whole city has run away, and it is useless to have money, and bank deposits are not as effective as a bag of grain.

He knew that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and he couldn't put all the bets on one road, but he was really helpless, his contacts were all in the Pingjin area, and the south was the territory of the Shen family, Shen Lisong had no idea, and he was even more helpless.

He turned over anxiously, and suddenly, like lightning, a name flashed in his mind, Chen Zongyi!

When providing information, Lao Xie once said that after the fall of Beiping, a considerable number of people moved to the south to avoid disaster, and Mr. Chen and Hang Yunyang were among them. Well, it should be easy for him to get a boat at this time, and then use the opportunity of loading and unloading to smuggle a dozen people out of the country!

Mo Qinghe's anxiety was suddenly replaced by excitement. He widened his eyes and began to actively think about how to get in touch with Yunyang. He only heard a slight sound of footsteps approaching from far away, stopped at the door, and then came With the sound of the key opening the door, a dark yellow light came in, reflecting a long figure.

Mo Qinghe's nerves were all tense at this time, he sat up immediately, conditioned to touch the gun, and when the door was completely pushed open, he was relieved again, only to see Shen Piaoping standing outside the door holding a gas lamp , shook his head at Mo Qinghe, and mouthed: "It's me."

She is wearing a western-style white nightdress with ruffles on the chest. The off-white satin hangs down to her ankles. There are white ribbons on the cuffs and side waist. Her whole body is fringed with lights, like a nun in a church. .

Shen Piaoping came in sideways, and said in a low voice: "It's cold, I'll bring you some hot water." Then he handed over a tray with a purple sand tea set and a hot water bottle inside, and hooked his fingers at him again, Mo Qinghe Knowing this, she opened the curtain that served as a bedding, hugged the warm water bag in her arms, and followed her out the door.

The winter in the south is not so cold, but the wind is cold and humid, and it penetrates directly into the bones of people. Mo Qinghe was shivering from the cold, and Shen Piaoping looked at him and smiled, saying: "You northerners are not used to it. It's cold here."

After she finished speaking, she did not know where to take out a cigarette case, gave one to Mo Qinghe, held one in her mouth, and lit the fire against the wind. Mo Qinghe looked at her with his head tilted and felt that she was hanging The way her eyes lit cigarettes was very familiar. The line from her forehead to her chin was folded a few times, depicting a tall nose bridge and slightly sunken eye sockets. Her cheeks were blown pale by the wind, which was different from her usual healthy and lively appearance. It was very quiet at this time, and it was also very beautiful.

"You and my brother, what's going on?" She exhaled a puff of light blue smoke and asked in a low voice.

Her behavior reminded Mo Qinghe of someone, his heart moved, he subconsciously touched the ring in his clothes, and with a polite smile on his face, he said, "Do I have to say it?"

Shen Piaoping took a step towards him and stared at him closely: "My family's life is in your hands, I need to know whether you are worthy of trust or not."

Her eyes were dark and energetic, and that feeling became more obvious. Mo Qinghe felt nostalgic and sad, sighed, and said, "I don't want to come to Hangzhou at all, let alone see you. Every minute I stay here, I can hear him calling me a whore and a bitch in my ear."

Shen Piaoping snorted, showing a puzzled expression.

"I thought that if he had me in his heart, there would be a time to calm down. I lived in Yan'an for a year and wrote him countless letters, but he never replied. That feeling is like the best thing in life. When you miss the little things, you find that they never existed.” He lowered his head, looked at his toes, and let out a self-deprecating laugh: “Anyway, he hates me so much, and so do I.” You don’t have to trust me if you leave him, but it’s my responsibility to cover you, as for the others, I can’t answer, and I don’t have the right to answer without authorization.”

He finished smoking a cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it out with his toes, took a breath of cold wind mixed with moisture tremblingly, and stared at the gravel road in the distance in a daze.Shen Piaoping pondered over Mo Qinghe's words. She felt the sincerity in these words. She raised her hands to gather up her short hair that was blown by the wind. Is it cold in winter?"

Mo Qinghe watched the white ribbon on her sleeve fluttering in the night wind, and said softly: "It's very cold, the water tank is cracked, but it's warmer than here."

Shen Piaoping took a deep look at him, carried the gas lamp, and walked down the steps without saying a word. Mo Qinghe looked around, called her again, and said seriously: "Leave aside personal feelings, Your brother is the nicest man I've ever met."

He sent Shen Piaoping back to the bedroom. When he came back, the moon had already set in the west, and the glass windows in the hall were dimly lit. Everyone was still asleep. Disturbed by the sound of the door opening, Yuanye opened his eyes slightly and saw that it was Mo Qing. He closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Everyone knows that tomorrow's tasks may be even more arduous, and they must seize all the time to supplement sleep to ensure sufficient energy.

The commotion happened in the middle of the night, and Mo Qinghe had just started to fall asleep. When he was half asleep, he suddenly noticed the sound of rumbling wheels and chaotic footsteps coming from outside, like many people rushing together. The courtyard of the Shen family is very spacious. , Originally, the voices of people on the street were inaudible, but in the depth of midnight, and the empty old house was too quiet, the faint voice came in.At first Mo Qinghe thought he was dreaming, but the sound continued for a long time without stopping, and he sat up in a daze, only to see Yuanye and the others woke up, and they all got up from the sofa and looked around.

"What's going on?" Mo Qinghe leaned on the window, shook her head vigorously, trying to wake herself up quickly, "Is the guard on guard?"

Wilderness made a decisive decision, took out the suitcase brought by several people from the bottom of the sofa, first took out a grenade and put it in his arms, then quickly grabbed the gun next to the pillow, loaded the bullet, and Mo Qinghe followed suit Jumping up, he rushed straight at the gas lamp and extinguished the flame.Feeling in the dark, several people walked to the door and the window respectively, carefully listening to the movement outside.

A young man put his face against the window, turned his head and said to everyone: "There are lights outside, it seems that someone has come in and is walking towards us, be careful!"

There was a rustling sound, and the other three moved to various favorable shooting spots in the room. Mo Qinghe stood guard by the door, ready to respond accordingly. The young man by the window looked out for a while, with a confused expression, and said, "Two people, Huh? Why do I feel that one of them is the old housekeeper, it seems that he brought it in, it doesn't look like an outsider..."

Mo Qinghe's heart started beating wildly, the palm of the hand holding the gun was covered with cold sweat, he couldn't see the situation outside from his position, but he instinctively thought that Shen Peinan had returned, perhaps, ever since he stepped into the Shen family mansion, subconsciously He had been looking forward to this scene for a long time, but he immediately denied his thoughts. At this juncture, with Shen Peinan's temperament, he would never leave the army without authorization for private affairs, let alone act alone.

Who will be visiting in the early hours?What about the chaotic sounds in the street?

Just when everyone didn't dare to breathe out, and concentrated all their energy to listen to the wind and grass outside, the young man whispered: "Here we come!"

"Bang bang! Bang bang!" The sudden knock on the door made Mo Qinghe's hair stand on end, and she almost jumped up. Qing He winked at Yuan Ye, wanting to ask for his opinion, but the people outside seemed to be unable to wait for a minute, shouting loudly while smashing: "Mrs. Shen! Mr. Shen, I am a friend of Mr. Shen, please Open the door, I have something urgent to say!"

"Who's in there? Don't sleep anymore, open the door, open the door!"

Mo Qinghe was stunned by this voice. Even though he hadn't seen him for more than a year, he immediately recognized the identity of the caller from that clear voice. He couldn't help being both shocked and delighted. He never thought that they would meet here!

He immediately turned around and made a gesture, commanding: "Don't shoot, A Yuan, you light the lamp first!"

When the yellow light of the gas lamp was on in the foyer again, Mo Qinghe opened the door latch, and the people outside were pounding on the door with all their might, when the door opened suddenly, the person rushed in two steps, almost falling on the ground. On the ground, Mo Qinghe grabbed her again.

Mo Qinghe raised the oil lamp and let the warm light shine on the other party. The person who came raised his head. His face lacked blood due to anxiety. The moment he saw Mo Qinghe, it flushed instantly, and he was stunned for a long time. This emotion flashed all over the eyes, and finally blurted out: "Brother?!"

The meaning of the question in this sentence was immediately dispelled. Mo Qinghe opened his arms and hugged him. He put his chin on the opponent's shoulder and punched him hard on the back, suppressing his voice. Called: "Yun Yang, how could Yun Yang be you, how are you?"

The war brought life and death again and again, and also made the reunion as exciting as a festival. The two embraced for a long time. Mo Qinghe's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound, and Hang Yunyang was also choked up, murmuring incoherently: "Senior Brother, you are still alive, you are finally back, Senior Brother, we have taken refuge everywhere... Beiping, Beiping is already full of Japanese soldiers, Dai Changming has a broken leg, there is still no news from Liu Chu, Shanghai was bombed badly, Nanjing , and over there in Nanjing...Little Japan, they are not human..."

His words were screaming and crying, and Mo Qinghe couldn't understand what else he said, but he couldn't speak either, so he could only keep beating Yun Yang's back and comfort him in a low voice: "Good Yun!" Yang, it's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine..."

Mo Qinghe calmed down a bit, and took half a step back, only to see that Yunyang looked panicked, but her clothes were neat and decent, wearing a fitted woolen coat, and a platinum watch on her wrist, shining brilliantly, Obviously following Chen Zongyi did not suffer too much.Mo Qinghe straightened his collar for him, and said softly: "Why are you in Hangzhou, isn't Mr. Chen with you?"

Mo Qinghe didn't expect that just after finishing these words, Hang Yunyang's expression changed immediately. He jumped up abruptly, glanced back, as if harboring a shocking secret, he turned around and closed the door forcefully, then tightly Grabbing Mo Qinghe's wrist, while gasping for breath, he told him intermittently: "Hurry up, I just heard the news that the Japanese are about to enter the city. Chen Zongyi and Xu Yicun are the ones who are going to marry Shen The elder brother of Xu Minjuan, the division commander, has all voted for the Japanese. They will go to meet the Japanese soldiers at dawn... I heard from Zongyi that the Japanese army suffered a big loss in Shanghai. They want to change their strategy and plan to lobby the government to surrender. Master Shen, if you want to use his family members as leverage in negotiations, it will be dawn at most, and they will be here before dawn, so hurry up and leave!"

Every sentence of these words was like a bombshell, Mo Qinghe's face became more and more ugly, and she was completely stunned when she heard it at the end, and the rest of the people also looked at each other in blank dismay, Hang Yunyang finished the series of words, Turning around to leave, Mo Qinghe grabbed him and hurriedly said: "Listen, I have to take the Shen family away, but I need time, tomorrow noon, at most tomorrow noon, you hold Chen Zongyi..."

Yun Yang's lips began to tremble, his cheeks showed a dead gray of despair, and he said dejectedly: "I can't, he won't listen to me, he's crazy, everyone is crazy, the war has turned everyone into lunatics! "

Mo Qinghe held his hand, not knowing if he wanted to give him some spiritual strength, or to calm himself down. Yun Yang's body was trembling violently. He took out a crumpled letter from his pocket, stuffed it into Mo Qinghe's hand, and said, "I stole this from Zongyi. I don't understand it. I don't know if it's useful. You keep it first." Let's go!"

Mo Qinghe knew that he couldn't waste any more time, nodded, folded the letter in half, put it in the sleeve of the gown, pushed Hang Yunyang to go out, and said in a low voice: "I'll make arrangements immediately, you go back quickly, don't Argue with Mr. Chen, follow him carefully, and ensure your own safety at all times..."

Hang Yunyang was pushed to the door, opened the door of the foyer, and was blown by the cold wind, but he calmed down. He stood on the steps outside for a while, then turned around suddenly, hugged Mo Qinghe vigorously, showing a trace of With a bitter smile, he said: "Senior brother, there is no love in this world, and I never believed in love."

Mo Qinghe wanted to say something to comfort him, but when he thought of Shen Peinan, he was dumbfounded, and said with difficulty: "The best love is in the drama, and the reality is just measuring and calculating, let's think about it."

Hang Yunyang's arm slid down from Mo Qinghe's back, and he tugged at the corner of his clothes childishly, and said, "Brother, I really hope that I never grow up."

He said something important and left. The old housekeeper held a lantern to show him the way. His woolen coat was unbuttoned and was blown into a bulging black banner by the night wind. Mo Qinghe looked at his back , He suddenly discovered that Yun Yang was really not the kid who was drooling when he smelled the aroma of roast duck, nor was he like the flirting rabbit master who played cards with his orchid fingers. Thin waist and straight long legs, but there is indeed a difference.

Mo Qinghe felt that Yun Yang seemed to have grown into a good young man when he was not paying attention. At this moment, the strange young man raised his elbows, shook his woolen coat vigorously, and took a step, walking in the cold winter wind. Li strode.

A rickshaw was parked by the side of the road. Seeing Hang Yunyang coming out, the driver hurriedly knocked the cigarette bag on the ground and poured out a handful of burnt ash. He lowered his head and stared straight ahead. The night wind blew his hair, exposing his smooth forehead. Mo Qinghe was standing under the porch, just in time to see Yunyang's side face. He had never seen his junior so serious and stern. His expression was slightly pursed, his lips were slightly pursed, his brows were tightly frowned, and he stared at the boundless night, as if he wanted to die together with the darkness.

Mo Qinghe is not a person who relies on feelings, but when he saw Yun Yang's disappearing figure, he suddenly felt a strange ominous feeling.

He recalled what his junior brother said just now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt chills running down his spine. Why did Yun Yang, who wished that the banquet would last forever, say those last few words, why did he say cherish?What does he know?Mo Qinghe shuddered. He suddenly realized that his junior brother hadn't finished what he had just said, and the rest might be the real purpose of his visit tonight.