Republic of China drama

Lu Qingying opened the door first and let the girl into the co-pilot.

She looked up at the clouds in the sky, which looked like the color of bitter coffee mixed with water.In this era, parting is a common thing, and everyone and everyone will get lost in the crowd if they are not careful.

The rain dripped down and wet the eyelashes, Gu Qingying raised her head slightly, her eyes were covered with mist.

Jiang Wanwan was in the car, all that was silent was the sound of raindrops hitting the car paint.

She watched anxiously as Miss San was drenched in the rain, and kept pressing on the car door, trying to get out to persuade her, but fought several times with herself.

Lu Qingying didn't make her wait too long, and when she came to her senses, she opened the door and sat in the car, as if she didn't know that she made such a silly action of getting drenched.

"...Miss San..." Jiang Wanwan trembled a little, there was something in her words, but she didn't know how to say it.

"Wan Wan." Gu Qingying interrupted her, "Give me a hug."

Jiang Wanwan looked up at her in a daze, and obediently leaned over, being held in the arms of that man.

The fragrance of the clothes on her body was mixed with the smell of rain grass. For some reason, at this moment, the girl had the concept of the word "home" for the first time.

There is no need to green tree villages, and there is no need to stay together day and night.

The sky is high and the sea is wide, with you, it is a kind of perfection in itself.

"..." Lu Qingying pressed the back of her head lightly, wanting to withdraw her hand many times, many times.

Hesitating and giving up, giving up and then hesitating.

"Little green snake..."

This timid girl with eyes full of only her can't even bear the hairpin on her head, how can she bear a life doomed to be turbulent in troubled times?

"Ok?"

Jiang Wanwan sensitively sensed that Lu Qingying was trembling a little. When facing Miss San, she always spoke softly, which was an inadvertent reaction.

"...you let go first."

The silent sound of the rain concealed a bit of Jiang Wanwan's embarrassment, she just thought that the third lady hated her, blushed, and hurriedly removed the hand on the man's waist.

But I don't want Miss San to do too many cruel things, how can I ask her to let go.

Gu Qingying immediately wrote lightly: "Tan Shuyi discussed with me, she will go south for a while, some opportunities are very precious to you, I hope you will go with her."

Jiang Wanwan was stunned for a moment, she couldn't let her make decisions, so she nodded: "Okay."

"When I'm not around." Lu Qingying paused, "Take good care of yourself."

The girl smiled standardly: "Miss San, don't worry, I can do it."

Lu Qingying remained silent, stretched out her hand, and her little finger lifted up a strand of yellow hair from the girl's temples, curling it around her fingertips.

I still don't understand.It's better not to understand.

From now on, the sky is high and the clouds are broad, and I am saying goodbye to you.

In the Baihua Theater that time, she stood on a high place and looked down at the scenery below.

The girl was dressed in a fine attire, and she sang well.

Xiang Xing said that the girl did not act well, and her behavior did not look like a little green snake.

......

How good.

At that time, she was still the glamorous third lady in Peking, so she didn't need to borrow some depression to relieve some pain.

"Take the train." Lu Qingying said, "Have you never taken a train before?"

Jiang Wanwan moved her lips, wanting to say "I've sat before", but suddenly remembered that it was in a dream, the smoke and steam rising from the big black strands were all dreams.

"... yes," she said.

But there was always a sense of aggrieved and stuffy pain in her heart, as if something was changing quietly, and she couldn't grasp or feel it.

"Miss San." Jiang Wanwan said hastily, "You..."

Lu Qingying had already started the car, as if the fire had just been ignited, and then slowly choked it out, she slowed down following the girl's words: "What's wrong?"

Miss Gu's temper is a bit too much today, Jiang Wanwan is slower than her: "No, it's nothing."

The girl nestled on the backrest, she knew that she had received a great gift from heaven, and it was better to think about the rest of the journey quietly.

So that wet kiss in the rain repeated in her mind countless times in time, the deep impression about Lu Qingying that was imprinted into the bones, pierced a little deeper, and penetrated the entire heart.

Back home, the rain had almost stopped.It was terribly cloudy just now, but it cleared up not long after.

Packing her luggage, Jiang Wanwan only packed a few books that she hadn't finished reading recently and the publications given by Miss San.

Lu Xiu was also helping her tidy up, putting the clothes into the small suitcase, but kept saying: "You bring two more clothes, I heard that the weather over there is changeable, be careful, don't get sick. "

"I know." Jiang Wanwan said with a smile, "Are you reluctant to part with me?"

Lu Xiu's expression was not at all unusual, it was still playful and playful: "I can't serve you well, I don't want to be punished by Miss San again."

She folded the last few clothes, and took out a bag of silver dollars from the cuff in preparation: "This is given by the third lady. She has something to go out and can't come to see you off."

Jiang Wanwan was a little disappointed: "Okay."

There was a driver who came to see her off, and the boy moved the luggage to the trunk and urged her to leave quickly.

Jiang Wanwan got into the car.

The leather seat was comfortable, and she turned around, finally recovering from the rest of the day.

In the quiet Gu residence, especially in the afternoon, the solemnity among the corrugated walls is pale and lonely, and the vicissitudes of decades cannot be fully explained in a day or two.

She knew that she was going to bid farewell to it for a short time. In today's troubled times, the last farewell is still unknown.

How can I finish my love for the third lady in a day or two.

The vision slowly blurred, and in the end, the house became a point, and I couldn't see anything clearly even though I tried my best.

Jiang Wanwan was like a floating boat, swaying, stopped for a moment, then drifted away in a state of bewilderment.

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