Miss Mu and the Canary

"On September 1931, 9, the national army's encirclement and suppression operation was defeated...The frontline reporter sent a telegram on the 2th..."

After quickly glancing at the newspaper, Mu Xing stuffed the last mouthful of toast into his mouth, stood up and was about to leave, but Mrs. Mu who was sitting opposite hurriedly called her: "Come back quickly, drink the milk too!"

Mu Xing had no choice but to return to drink milk.

However, Mrs. Mu did not let her go: "You child, when the medical center was free, you went to the pharmacy to do 'reform', and you were so busy all day long that no one was there. Finally, the 'reform' was over, and the shopkeepers were all idle. Well, you’re good, and you’re going back to the medical center to join in the fun! Ah? It’s not that my mother is being unreasonable, but she’s worried about you! There are so many refugees, and if you do odd jobs in the back, it’s considered a contribution! You’re going to squeeze..."

Mu Xing ran out: "Oh, I understand, briefcase, where is my briefcase?" Jing Ye who was waiting at the side hurriedly took the briefcase and handed it over.

"By the way, Fuguang... No, Jingye." Mu Xing suddenly realized something was wrong, "Hey, I've been busy these days, why haven't I seen that girl Fuguang?"

Jing Ye lowered her eyes: "Fuguang's mother is not in good health, she asked someone to pick her up early the day before yesterday."

"Oh, so, then we really should go back." Mu Xing looked at Dr. Mu who was still sitting at the dining table: "Dad, why don't you go? Then I'll go first?"

Mrs. Mu, who had been nagging, changed her target: "Yiqian, don't talk about her..."

Mu Yiqian just sat in front of the dining table and responded confusedly.

Mu Xing left in a hurry, and Mrs. Mu received her supernatural powers, and began to enjoy the beauty meal with Aunt Mu, while Uncle Mu sat aside and drank coffee while reading the newspaper.The gardener in the garden was watering, and there were a few voices of cooks from the kitchen from time to time. Everything was no different from the usual morning.

Except for Mu Yiqian who was uncharacteristically and didn't rush to the hospital.

When everyone finished their breakfast and was about to leave, Mu Yiqian finally coughed.

"Brother." He stopped Uncle Mu, "You don't know if Bai Yan is Ah Xuan's...friend?"

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly ask such an irrelevant question, and everyone was a little confused.

Mrs. Mu was puzzled: "Isn't Bai Yan a friend of Axuan? She's such a nice girl. Why did you suddenly ask her?"

After a pause, Uncle Mu said cautiously: "If you mean her 'occupation', then I know."

Hearing this, Mu Yiqian didn't talk to him.

He lowered his head and hid his face in the shadows. Only the sporadic white hairs in his hair shone brightly under the light, but they couldn't add any more charm.The hands that had controlled countless lives and deaths seemed to have lost their place of refuge at this moment. They grabbed the tablecloth and curled up irritably. Finally, they could only hold each other helplessly, hanging down to the shadows together with the high head.

"...Yiqian?" Finally confirmed that something was wrong with her husband, Mrs. Mu stood up worriedly, and walked towards Mu Yiqian: "Yiqian? Are you okay, are you too tired?"

On the side, Aunt Mu put down the teacup, and winked at Jing Ye who was waiting by the side, the maids in the living room immediately exited the living room with winks, and Jing Ye went upstairs to the old lady's room, and closed the door smoothly .

Mrs. Mu pinched Uncle Mu: "What's going on? What kind of signal are you giving here? What happened to Miss Bai?"

Uncle Mu frowned: "Yiqian, if you are worried about Miss Bai's career, I can guarantee it. After she... became friends with Mu Xing, she changed jobs."

"What are you thinking?" Sitting next to Mu Yiqian, Mrs. Mu took his hand and said with concern: "Yiqian, what are you worried about? Tell me, please?"

Mu Yiqian shook his head.

"I really hope that my thinking is wrong and wrong, Qing Jia, I really hope..."

Mrs. Mu patiently said: "What's the matter? Tell me, let's find a solution together, okay?"

Taking a deep breath, Mu Yiqian raised his head, looked at his wife across from him, and expressed his guess: "Qing Jia, Axuan, maybe... walked the same... path as Neg Xue."

Mrs. Mu didn't react at first: "Neixue? What do you mean?"

Aunt Mu was also puzzled: "What is the same way? Hey, does it mean that Axuan suddenly doesn't want to study medicine anymore, but wants to learn painting..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

The air in the living room seemed to be pulled away in an instant, causing all emotions to fall into a huge, pale silence.

"How, how is it possible, what nonsense are you talking about?" Mrs. Mu looked at Mu Yiqian in shock.

Mu Yiqian was just silent, and that silence split Madam Mu's nerves every second.

She almost screamed: "What did you mean by asking Miss Bai just now? Could it be her? It's her and Ah Xuan...Is it, isn't it?"

Aunt Mu suppressed her emotions, stepped up and grabbed Mrs. Mu: "Qing Jia, don't worry!" Then she looked at Mu Yiqian and Yiqian, "Did you see something, or did you listen to what was said outside? Such a guess?"

Shaking his head, Mu Yiqian slowly and heavily said the things that had been lingering in his heart for many days: how he found out about Mu Xing and Bai Yan outside the city hospital that day, how he interrogated Fu Guang and Song Uncle, Chamu Xing's project details, whereabouts... Finally, step by step, he weaves a fact that almost drives him crazy.

"...Other things are not important, the only point is that I found out that Axuan spent 5000 yuan in the pharmacy in early August. After asking Lao Song, he told me that Axuan took her fingerprints and asked Lao Song to live in the new apartment on Ximen Street. Bought an apartment."

"I asked Lao Jin to inquire about that apartment yesterday. Usually, only that Miss Bai is there, but every day when Ah Xuan said that she had to work overtime and go out to play, the concierge could see her coming in and out of the apartment."

"Oh my god..." Hearing this, Mrs. Mu finally couldn't help covering her face, and she burst into tears: "This child, this child! I said why I don't go home every now and then, but... unexpectedly..."

"Before that, Ah Xuan still..." Looking at his elder brother, Mu Yiqian changed his words: "There is no need to mention the previous things. Anyway, things are basically settled now."

Mrs. Mu had already burst into tears, and Aunt Mu kept comforting her, her eyes turned red. After thinking about it, she whispered to Mu Yiqian: "Yiqian, I shouldn't have said that, but she...you Doesn't it mean that Westerners say that this kind of thing may be... a mental problem? Is it possible that Negative Snow... passed it on to Ah Xuan?"

Before Mu Yiqian could speak, Mrs. Mu was already crying: "How is it possible, how is it possible! Do we have to treat my Ah Xuan like the Feng family did to Miss Feng?!"

Afraid that Mrs. Mu's cries would disturb the old lady upstairs, Aunt Mu hugged Mrs. Mu quickly, winked at the two men beside her, led Mrs. Mu to the back hall, and persuaded as she walked, "No way. , don’t worry, we are talking about science, which is a Western way of saying it. Back then, the Feng family was talking about superstition..."

The living room fell silent again.

After a while, Mu Yiqian raised his head to look at Uncle Mu, and finally said, "Brother, did you already know—or guess?"

Mu Yiqian didn't ask for the remaining half sentence, but they all knew what it was.

Why didn't you stop it?Why?

Uncle Mu just turned his face slightly, avoiding Mu Yiqian's sight.

"I just thought of Negative Snow."

silence.

"Yiqian, it's been nine years, and I can't help but think..." Uncle Mu turned his head and looked at Mu Yiqian.

"If we could have changed the way and angle back then, negative snow, Miss Feng's family, and... mother. Would our family be better than it is now?"