It's not too late for the first time

Yang Muchi was very busy this day.

He had just met Xia Yuechun, and he was going to see Yu Xiaojiang next.

He came out of the study, stood silently for a while, then turned around and went out.

He walked out silently by himself. He was obviously tall and mighty, but he looked a little thin.

Yang Muchu looked at that thin figure through the window.

He frowned silently. On the usual day, Ah Ci should have gone to see Yu Xiaojiang. At this time, he not only left early, but also walked in the completely opposite direction.

He furrowed his brows even more deeply, as if he didn't know when, his premonitions were always good and not bad.

He also turned around, opened the door and went out.

Yu Xiaojiang is also going out.

She stepped out of the attic, walked briskly, and walked forward firmly and expectantly.

Yes, firm and expectant.

Even if he is holding the difficult and dangerous mission assigned by Shangfeng in his hands, this firmness and expectation cannot be destroyed in the slightest.

Even she herself didn't realize this expectation - not only because she could have the opportunity to receive the task and work hard for the future of her faith, but also because she was fighting with that person.

Thinking that Ah Ci was waiting for her at the old place, her smile pierced her eyes.

On the side of the solitary tomb, the vegetation turns green.Under the willow tree, tidbits fluttered.

Yang Muci was standing here, looking at the place where Ronghua was sleeping and was silent.

At this time, there was a kind of sadness in his heart.

Whether it's the expectations of parents when they were young, whether it's the belief that they have been fighting all the time, or the love that has not had time to blossom in the face of the person in front of them...

It seems that no matter what kind, he can't get it.

In these years of life, on this rugged road of fighting for his ideals, he seems to be constantly losing.

He lost his parents, his comrades in arms, his love and his lover.

Even his brothers, who were not comrades-in-arms but lived and died together, were lost in his repeated betrayals and betrayals.

Next, he will probably lose his life.

"I may not have a chance to see you again in the future." Yang Muci murmured.

When he agreed to Xia Yuechun, he was already ready to go to the banquet for his elder brother.

He knew that this was a never-ending banquet.

He is ready, just like Ronghua gave up his life for his faith, just like his elder brother gave up his love for himself, now he has to use his life to protect someone.

What is life?

what is love?

What is faith?

We use our whole life to make choices. Those who want to protect and those who have to give up have all lingered and settled in the bottom of our hearts.

He looked at Ronghua's smile on the tombstone, and he always remembered that she was still smiling at the last moment of her life.

He suddenly hoped that when his elder brother saw him for the last time, he would also be smiling.

Yu Xiaojiang is still waiting.

She was anxious, nervous, and afraid to leave.

She probably didn't expect that Ah Ci, who was never late for the arrangements and tasks of the Communist Party, would not only be late this time, but also be late for a long time.

It's been a long time since dusk is approaching, and night is falling.

Is there anyone waiting for you in the night?

Yang Muchu has never been a person who is used to waiting.

He took Ah Si early in the morning and followed Yang Muchi all the way to the Rong family's ancestral grave.

That guy used his identity to come here to pay homage to his "sister", but he wanted to sneak around.

He curled his lips and smiled, which probably only made Ah Ci's "creepy" smile.

But then he stopped smiling.

Listening to Ah Ci's occasional words, thinking of the telegram from the KMT he received early in the morning, and Xia Yuechun's "just right" visit, he had already guessed the other party's plan.

With a livid face, he jumped out of his hiding place and rushed over.

Ah Si behind him was a little helpless, and the bodyguards in the distance were even more stunned. His boss was punching Yang Muci in the face without any sense of control!

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☆, this pair of brothers, collide