[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

It was already broad daylight, Minglou was slowly awakened by the sunlight outside the window, opened his eyes, his hands were empty, turned his head and saw that Mingcheng was indeed not there.While muttering, he saw Mingcheng coming out of the bathroom, his hair was still dripping, he wiped his hair with a towel and greeted Minglou with a smile, "Good morning, get up and tidy up, let's have breakfast."

Ming Lou sat up, wanted to talk but felt his throat was a bit dry, glanced at the bedside table, and sure enough there was a glass of warm water, took it up and drank it, then cleared his throat and asked, "Going to morning exercise again?"

Mingcheng nodded.

"Come here, I'll wipe it for you." Minglou waved to him.

Mingcheng looked at him and laughed unceremoniously, "Just your arm, I'm afraid I will have to wear clothes for you later."

"Hey! You kid!" Ming Lou was unhappy, picked up the pillow at hand and threw it at Ming Cheng, who was caught by Ming Cheng.

The two had been laughing and joking all morning. Minglou was busy establishing his prestige before, but now he had to stand obediently and let Mingcheng dress him.

Although, the injury on his arm doesn't hurt much anymore.

Coming out of the room, Mingcheng followed Minglou with their coats and scarves on their arms.It happened that the eldest sister Ming Jing came down from upstairs, and the two immediately fell silent, lowered their heads and said respectfully: "Eldest sister, good morning."

Ming Jing's anger hadn't completely dissipated yesterday, and she saw her two younger brothers in the uniforms of the new government getting ready to go to work early in the morning. Naturally, their expressions would not be better. She glared at Ming Lou, "You look like a dog." He tilted his head and stared at Mingcheng who was hiding behind Minglou, "You really listen to Minglou."

Minglou and Mingcheng rubbed their noses, but they didn't dare to say anything. They quickly sat down and started to eat breakfast quickly.

After Ming Jing vented his anger, his complexion looked better, and the atmosphere of the breakfast was quite harmonious. Mingcheng reckoned that although he didn't know how much the eldest sister understood from the conversation with Minglou last night, after all, the eldest sister still believed in her younger brother. I believe Minglou is not a traitor.

After breakfast, Minglou and Mingcheng bid farewell to Mingjing, Mingjing took a car to the company, and Mingcheng drove Minglou to the government office to work.Before going out, Minglou and Mingcheng, who were wearing the uniforms of the new government, were inevitably caught by the elder sister again and said a few words.

The two accepted their sister's "teaching" with low eyebrows, and then got into the car.

"Brother, the latest secret telegram intercepted this morning, the Polish Eagle is about to arrive in Hong Kong."

For someone who dared to enter the house without knocking, Ming Lou used his toes to figure out that there was no one else but Ah Cheng.Hearing the word "Polish Eagle", Minglou put down the pen in his hand and stood up, "Go Hasegawa?"

"Yes." Mingcheng nodded.

This Hasegawa Takeshi is a member of the House of Nobles of the Japanese Parliament and was once sent to the Polish Embassy as a military attache, so the Japanese military called it the "Polish Eagle".

Ming Lou frowned, "I heard that this person participated in the germ warfare against China. Now he works in the Operations Department of the Japanese Army Staff Headquarters. What is he here for?"

"This time, as the special envoy of the Emperor of Japan, he set off from Hong Kong to Shanghai to inspect the situation of the Shanghai garrison."

Minglou silently paced to the window, Mingcheng knew what he was thinking about, so he didn't make a sound to disturb him, silently followed behind him and waited for his instructions.After a while, Minglou said, "Became him."

Mingcheng immediately nodded, "I'll go."

Unexpectedly, Minglou shook his head and rejected his proposal, "No, this time I will make a big deal out of a molehill."

"You mean...?" Mingcheng vaguely formed a guess in his heart, but still waited for Minglou's clear answer.

"Send a report to the poisonous bee. The Polish Eagle has arrived at the port to carry out a sniper mission." Minglou paused, as if cutting the last thread, "Let Mingtai go."

Mingcheng was silent for a while, and then slowly said "Brother...".He struggled in his heart and wanted to persuade Minglou again, but he knew deep down in his heart that Mingtai had already crossed the dividing line on the road to resistance against Japan and it was impossible to turn back.But what distressed him the most was that Minglou had to face the fact that he had completely pushed his younger brother, the son of his savior, to the other side of the dividing line with his own hands.

Minglou waved his hand, and Mingcheng understood what he meant, and didn't speak anymore, just frowning, still unable to show his face.

In the evening, Minglou asked Mingcheng to send himself back to the Ming mansion first, leaving Mingcheng alone to wait for the news.He sat in the study, unable to see anything, only felt that every second of waiting was suffering, and he would even regret for a moment at a certain second, regretting that he did not persist in bringing Mingtai back, regretting that he had personally Pushing Mingtai onto a road with no retreat, regretting that he sacrificed his family for the sake of national justice.But this is only a momentary wavering. Even if he does it again, Minglou will still make the same choice—how can he have a home without a country?

Mingcheng pushed the door and walked in quickly, Minglou stood up from the chair when he heard the footsteps, "How is it?"

"The operation was successful." Mingcheng said in a low voice.

Minglou breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down slowly, but there was no sense of relaxation on his face.

Mingcheng looked distressed, and could only comfort him, "Brother, no matter what, this test is finally over." But he himself felt empty when he heard these words.

"This test is over, what can we do next?" Minglou looked out the window, the originally bright moon was half-covered by dark clouds, and only a faint light shone through. He continued to murmur, "From today onwards, Mingtai can't look back anymore, he will always live in darkness." Minglou got up and took out the red wine in the cupboard, poured himself a glass, and handed Mingcheng a glass, he walked to the window, his gaze was just aimless "Sometimes people's fate is really beyond their own control." He sighed, "This world will drag you along, and you can't help it."

Mingcheng also walked to the window and stood beside Minglou. He could understand Mingtai, because he joined the Communist Party behind his elder brother's back, because he wanted to serve the country and protect his family with passion.He faced Minglou, trying to comfort him, "Since Mingtai can take this step, it shows that he has the ability to face the future situation."

Minglou nodded, "I know him, and I believe in him. But I can't believe that I was the one who pushed him to the battlefield." As he spoke, Minglou felt his throat was blocked by a ball of cotton I can't make any more sound.

Hearing Minglou's gradually choking voice, Mingcheng could only call softly, "Brother..."

Minglou withdrew his gaze and finally fell on Mingcheng's worried face. He put down the goblet in his hand and smiled, "Come here." He said to Mingcheng.

The moonlight came in from the window beside him, it was dim, Mingcheng couldn't see his expression clearly, but he still took a step forward obediently.

"Let me hug you." Minglou's voice was soft and slow, hitting Mingcheng's heart softly.

Mingcheng put the goblet in his hand on the window sill, together with Minglou's cup, and felt Minglou put his head on his neck.

Minglou tightened his arms around him, and he said in a low voice, "Only in your arms can I relax a bit and feel a bit of peace."

Mingcheng felt that his eye sockets were a little hot, he widened his eyes, the eyeballs kept turning, but he blinked slightly accidentally, tears still fell down.