you are in my heart

NO.18 Star Film Company and "Fiction Congbao" jointly organized a garden party.

Before he left that night, he didn't know why he went to the study to check it out. It was empty and there was no one there. He walked down the stairs slowly with his hat in his hand, only to see Yongze sitting there bored. Living room looking out the window.

He was overjoyed for no reason, but immediately thought: What happened to Yongze? ...Why not in the study?

Just thinking about it, Yong Ze asked him with a smile: "Are you going to attend the garden party of Star Company?"

He nodded, a little puzzled, why Yongze suddenly asked about his whereabouts.

Yongze smiled: "A friend of mine is going too. I can't see her anywhere else. Can you take me in? I don't have a ticket. With your face, I can definitely go in."

What friend?

he asked calmly.

Yongze smiled but didn't answer, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable, but didn't ask any more questions.

He took Yongze to the garden party, but he didn't expect that the friend Yongze was talking about turned out to be a little Japanese girl.She has a very clean and lovely face, wearing a short Japanese-style gown, a pair of small clogs on her feet, and a cute child's flower hair. fanning.

When he saw her, the child was sitting on a stone bench in the garden, shaking his head restlessly, looking around.

Yongze smiled and waved to her, "Mieko?"

The little girl turned her head suddenly, saw Yongze, screamed, threw a round fan and ran towards him as if desperately, stood in front of him panting and giggling, all she said was How can Zishan understand Japanese, chirping and babbling?

Zishan asked Yongze about the little girl, and Yongze smiled at him: Isn't it good?The language barrier does not speak, and the age is also a problem...

He knew in his heart that Yongze was just joking, but he still felt embarrassed, coughed twice with a stiff face, turned his back, and said no more.

In fact, he is not a cautious person, but he doesn't like other people's casual attitude.He is used to talking less and laughing less than usual, but he is really not used to someone suddenly joking with him like this.

He actually saw James in the corner, and felt strange, so he went up to him and asked, "What's the matter? Did the Board of Directors also participate?"

James leaned into his ear and complained in a low voice: "Damn, I'm here to visit the garden, I'm here to work! I don't know who told me that bald boy Jinsheng told me to keep an eye on that Japanese woman. He has sores in his eyes! Said that woman is a Communist?! These days, everyone who knows how to do things is dead!"

James frowned and glanced around, then lowered his voice and said to Zishan, "Tell your friend to stay away from that woman and avoid causing trouble!" He looked up and saw a woman in a kimono with plain flowers on a white background, smiling and walking away. When they arrived at Yongze's side, the two of them didn't know what to say, they seemed very happy.

"Is it her?" He was suddenly in a trance.

"It's her! She just came from Japan, an actress from Star Company." James took a sip of his wine and became even angrier: "What kind of wine is this? It's so sweet! Damn it!" The girl in the light blue cloth cheongsam, "Change me to something strong!"

The girl was startled, took the cup tremblingly, and ran away quickly.

James stood up and followed fiercely.

Zishan stood there bored, his gaze was blank and didn't know where to land, and he swept over and over, and landed on Yongze several times.Every time he happened to meet Yongze's eyes, Yongze nodded to him with a smile, and he turned around awkwardly, as if he didn't see it.

Seeing him like this, Yongze walked over straight.He was startled, and wanted to walk away, but was held back by Yong Ze.

"Zishan, didn't you see it just now? That's Mieko's mother, it's really unexpected, so young..." Yongze sighed a little.

He kept his face sullen and didn't speak, suddenly feeling very bored.Yongze didn't know what was wrong with him, and he didn't answer when he asked him.As a result, the two of them sat on the sidelines for a long time in silence.

Later, Yongze thought for a while, and suddenly imitated that woman's gentle appearance: "Oh, are you Mr. Yoshino from Osaka?"

Zishan was stunned at first, but then he realized that he couldn't hold back, and even laughed.Yongze seemed to be encouraged by Zishan's smile, so he continued to imitate that woman's accent: "I'm really sorry, I really troubled you at that time, Mieko was very naughty..."

Yongze returned to his normal tone, and said very politely: Ah, no no, Mieko is very cute...

Zishan couldn't take it anymore, so he supported Yongze's shoulder and laughed.

The garden party was over, and they went back in a rickshaw.He originally wanted to ride in the same car as Yongze, but Yongze got on the next one before him.After getting into the car, he didn't say to leave, and the coachman and the coachman murmured and didn't know what to say.He thought, is it to discuss the price, what else is there to discuss, just give as much as you want, what else is there to talk about?When he approached, Yongze stopped talking, turned around and sat up.He was a little disappointed, he got into a car next to him indiscriminately, and went back like this.

After entering the gate, he didn't want to just fall asleep like this, he pulled Yongze, "Let's sit in the garden!"

He was afraid that Yongze would not like it, but Yongze didn't say anything, just smiled and followed him into the garden.When he passed the kitchen, his heart moved, he opened the door and went in to get some plum wine soaked by Wu Ma.

Yongze has also been to the garden, but never with Zishan.The two of them seem to spend very little time together, only occasionally meeting each other.

The lilac tree swayed its branches gently under the moon. The two of them leaned against each other and sat in the pavilion, watching the milky white moonlight gently enveloping the water lilies. Everything was so quiet.

Zishan suddenly became melancholy: "In April and May, lilacs bloom everywhere..."

This kind of lilac is all around the old house in my hometown.During the flowering season, the old house is like a boat floating in the sea of ​​flowers, alone and without support.

Zishan was already a little drunk, and the purple light in the cup was slightly rippling, "But my mother doesn't like it there."

His mother is a regular wife, but she is only a regular wife.She has nothing but the identity of the 'main wife'.

He drank cup by cup, talking sentence by sentence, and he didn't know why he was so talkative.He didn't know how much he drank, and after that, all he spoke was Nanjing Mandarin, and Yongze was confused, and he didn't answer a word.

Yongze quietly let Zishan lean on him, he drank very slowly, sipping one sip at a time, without getting drunk.He looked at the quiet water lilies in the pond, and for some reason, he thought of his hometown in southern Anhui, his wife, and his son.

When his mother died of a serious illness, his brother-in-law was arrested at the iron mine, accused of collaborating with communist bandits, taken to the town, and beaten to death.

Because the crime was of collaborating with communist bandits, the person died, and even the corpse could not be brought back.He gritted his teeth, sold the family's Susukida, secretly bribed the person who looked at the corpse, and smuggled the corpse back. He didn't even dare to put up a wooden sign when he buried it.

He had been teaching in the town before, and when something like this happened, he couldn't even stay in the town anymore.He took his wife and his son Ziqing who was under one year old in his arms, and fled to Yiwu after hard work.

He settled them down and went to Shanghai, leaving her alone, silently looking after the dilapidated home.She didn't ask anything, didn't know to complain, just asked him to be careful.

……

He didn't tell her about the rest.She didn't know what he was doing in Shanghai, where he lived, and how he was doing well...

……

The pavilion seems to be immersed in the moonlight, the air is full of icy taste, the moonlight is shaking slightly, the wine in the glass is also gently rippling, the two of them are sitting in the pavilion drinking wine silently, each They had their own concerns, and the night gradually became hazy in the moonlight, covering them softly.

That night just passed.