Reunited with the old actor who broke the mirror

Su Youbai rushed to Lucheng, he ran to Shen Boyuan's house, and pushed open the door with anxiety, but the door was locked, he was shocked for a moment.

Meng Xinke said, "Did Brother An Shan go out?"

Su Youbai suppressed his heartbeat, nodded, he planned to wait for him outside the door, but waited until sunset, and still didn't see Shen Boyuan come back, Meng Xinke was also surprised:

"I heard from his comrades-in-arms that he will arrive today, why is there no one there now? Could it be that he has forgotten the date?"

Su Youbai's heart also sank, but who is he, he will not give up easily, since there is news, it means that Shen Boyuan will definitely come back today, since he can't wait outside, he will wait inside.

For safety, Shen Boyuan's house had already changed the door lock, and Su Youbai couldn't open it, so he went around to the backyard, rubbed his hands, climbed over the wall and went in, sat on the wall, and said to Meng Xinke: "Brother, You go back first, I'll wait for him."

Meng Xinke nodded: "Be careful yourself."

Su Youbai entered the house and lit the lamp. The house had been empty for a long time, and it was as cold as an ice cellar. He lit a fire, found Shen Boyuan's overcoat, wrapped himself tightly, and sat in front of the court waiting for him.

The last ray of sunlight dissipated in the sky, he looked at the stars in the sky and thought: what will he say when we see him?He wanted to ask him how he was doing these years, if he could stay longer, or...he would tell him that he really missed him.

Maybe he was expecting too much, but he laughed after thinking about it: Su Youbai, you are so worthless.

However, after waiting like this for a day and two nights, until his hands were numb, Shen Boyuan still did not appear, and the charcoal fire at the door gradually became smaller, unable to illuminate even an inch.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, waking Su Youbai awake. His heart beat wildly, and he ran to open the door as fast as he could, almost tripping over the weeds on the way.

The person standing behind the door was not the person he was thinking of. Meng Xinke looked at him, shook his head, and said, "Youbai, don't wait."

Su Youbai lowered her eyelashes, and slowly, slowly slid her hand down from the door.

The sky turned pale, it was strange, this time he didn't cry, he just looked at the fiery red morning glow, and was stunned for a moment, Meng Xinke didn't know what he was thinking at this moment, he only heard him say: " good."

This word is heavy, it is clearly morning, but it is stained with twilight.

Su Youbai left and returned to where he was supposed to go.

After he left, Meng Xinke pushed open the door of the courtyard next door. Weeds were overgrown inside the door. The only difference was that there were people living here. In front of the court, a person was sitting hunched over, so similar to Su Youbai's posture. , alone, revealing desolation.

"He's gone." Meng Xinke told him.

The man was huddled in the coat, completely numb, Meng Xinke stared at him for a long time, then suddenly stepped forward and punched him to the ground, he exerted all his strength, his eyes were red with anger.

There was still nothing but dullness in the man's eyes.

"Why don't you see him?" Meng Xinke asked out of breath.

The man was silent for a long time, stretched out his bony hand, and held Meng Xinke's wrist. He was stunned for a while, and suddenly he began to cry like a child. Meng Xinke sat down on the ground with a bitter face: " You... why bother?"

No one spoke.

Meng Xinke stood up again, moved the brazier closer, looked at his old friend who was huddled on the ground, and said, "Brother An Shan, if you still care about him, you should make it clear to him face to face, instead of blindly Escape, you once said that everyone should have the right to choose their life, and I think it is the same when it comes to emotions."

"I know you were shot and hurt your lungs and legs. I don't want to drag Youbai down, but at least you have to reserve his right to choose,"

"I used to not understand the relationship between you. You are both men, so you can't be good brothers. Why must it be love? However, seeing Youbai's growth over the years, I suddenly understood something,"

"You once stood up with him from despair. At that time, you didn't dislike a child without a home. Now if he sees you now, he will definitely not dislike you."

Meng Xinke left a note with Nancheng's address on it, and finally said: "Brother An Shan, I... that's all I've said, think about it carefully."

After he left, the man touched the note, over and over again.

But he didn't step out of the yard after all.

In [-], the enemy blocked some shipping ports in an attempt to start a round of economic warfare, and arrested many workers in the main factories of the Su family and the Meng family. The price of domestic products opens up sales for the North China market.

In the same year, a newspaper article titled "Promoting Domestic Products and Revitalizing National Industry" was spread all over the country. The author was a young man named "Si Bai". , all left their shadows.

In [-], Su Youbai and Meng Xinke established the Youth Association and donated part of the money to support the work of the War of Resistance. Send the last shipment along with the intelligence to the front.

When meeting with the connector, Su Youbai was accidentally targeted by the enemy. He responded quickly and handed over all the factories to Meng Xinke, while he followed the connector to the central united front hub.

That was also the place where Shen Boyuan stayed.

There, Su Youbai found the 77 letters left by Shen Boyuan, but he didn't have time to follow them and landed here.

The letter contains small details of life, ordinary things, such as eating corn bread in the morning, and writing a few manuscripts today... so ordinary that he can't remember that he has been to the front line and shuttled through guns and wars.

And the signature at the end of each letter is: Si Bai.

Su Youbai caressed these two words, shed tears with a smile, he gently kissed those letters with the fragrance of ink, like kissing a sweetheart.

That day, the sunset was beautiful, and with these letters in his arms, he approached the captain of the brigade, and bowed solemnly.

In [-], Su Youbai joined the army and conducted wartime training in the military region. Because of his fast learning and good physical fitness, he was an excellent seed, so he was assigned to the First Brigade of the Air Force.

What everyone doesn't know is that under his pillow, there are always a few letters, and he takes them with him wherever he goes. The letters are very special. There are only a few sheets of paper that are not written, and only the word "Si Bai" is written on them. .

In July [-], a large-scale war broke out in North China, and North Tianjin fell.

At the end of July, Nancheng, headed by "Si Bai", a newspaper youth, established the National Salvation Association for the Literary and Art Circles, and the ten-mile foreign market was completely wiped out.

The flames of war gradually spread and lasted until the end of [-].

"Bai team, are you writing a letter?" Lin, the captain of the same team, leaned over with his helmet on. They had been in the war zone for five months.

After the battlefield was transferred to Southeast Asia, it was difficult to transport letters in the team. Fortunately, the situation has improved in the past two years and they can always be sent out.

Su Youbai is now the captain of the First Brigade of the Air Force. Seven years have passed, and he has already faded away from his youthful innocence.These years of life and death, there is no one left around, Wei Changlin is the only remaining comrade-in-arms, and he became the top leader together with him.

These days, everyone is in a good mood. The war of resistance is coming to an end, and they will be able to go home soon. Everyone thinks that the letter will arrive before the others, so as to win the prize.

While Wei Changlin was biting his pen and thinking of sentences, Su Youbai was called to a meeting.

"Instructions from superiors, seize every opportunity to counterattack and strive for an early victory. The North China region has been stalemate with the enemy for a while, and the enemy is also watching our movements. If we can win the counterattack, we can force them to the negotiating table! "

"We are going to enter the last wave of battle!"

Su Youbai pursed her lips tightly, and replied, "Yes!"

He went back and told the comrades in the team about the arrangement, and Wei Changlin's letter just started. He put down his pen and said, "That's a good thing, we are getting closer and closer to the day when we go home! Team, when will we assemble?"

Su Youbai said, "Wait for instructions."

He patted Wei Changlin on the shoulder: "Keep writing, and slow down, you haven't sent the letter since you went home."

Wei Zhanglin laughed and said, "Oh, it's so difficult, I don't know what to write. I've been out for so many years, and my mother probably doesn't remember what his son looks like. You said she was scared when she saw me suddenly?" One jump!"

Su Youbai also laughed. The sun was shining outside the camp. He picked up the pen again and finished the unfinished letter.

[Sir. 】

[I have been separated from you for several years, I wonder if you are well now?Many years ago, I found your letter in the Central War Zone. I knew you were in poor health, and I always wanted to greet you. However, I have traveled to many places over the years, and the letter communication has never been smooth,]

【I'm in the southeast right now, separated from your fjord. Calculate the distance, but it's actually not far. I can finally write all the thoughts in my heart,】

【You once said that "everyone is responsible for the life and death of the country". When I was young, I dismissed it. Now, seeing countless comrades in arms march forward bravely, I realize that this is true.On the battlefield, the teacher said that those who are not afraid of death will not die. Every time I board a fighter plane, I actually don’t agree,]

[I want to live and fear death, so I can be careful in everything and plan before moving on the battlefield. 】

【Sir, I want to see you again. 】

【It is because of this belief that I have survived to this day. Behind me, there are the motherland and people I love, and there are people I care about,】

【A few battles failed, I listened to the continuous artillery fire outside, and worried that I could not resist the enemy's aggression, thinking about the thousands of people in the motherland running away hungry, thinking about you, whether you are still healthy, I ate a few bowls today Meal, can you sleep soundly tomorrow,]

[Fortunately, God bless the motherland, God bless us, the battle is coming to an end, and the dawn of victory is coming,]

[In a few days, we are going to fight the last battle, I believe it will end soon, most of the expeditionary force has returned to the motherland, we will follow closely,]

[Sir, do you still remember "New Century", you once told me that every generation is working hard for the motherland to enter the new century, and when the war is over, the motherland must be in peace by then. 】

He paused at the tip of his pen and wrote again:

[In addition, there is something in my heart that has been lingering for a long time. After thinking about it again and again, I still write it at the end: There is a sentence that I have never told you. When we meet again, I will tell you. 】

In [-], the expeditionary force forcibly crossed west Yunnan to carry out a counter-offensive. It took eight months to regain northern Burma and west Yunnan. This battle became a turning point in the defeat of the enemy.

In [-], the United Nations General Assembly was held, and the enemy surrendered unconditionally.

Trucks and trains carried the defeated soldiers back to their hometowns. The land of their hometowns had been soaked in thick blood for many years, but it was dilapidated but thriving.

"Xinke, are you alright?" In the courtyard of Lucheng, a woman was arranging her clothes while going out, seeing that no one came out, she was a little anxious.

"Brother An Shan is already waiting outside."

Meng Xinke took two quick steps and left the house. Shen Boyuan was standing by the car on crutches. Meng Xinke glanced at him, opened the door, and sat in the driver's seat: "Your clothes are nice, they are new. Looks very energetic."

Shen Boyuan only nodded his head slightly, said "En", couldn't help but took out the small note from his arms, and read it several times.

Mrs. Meng asked Meng Xinke for him: "Have you checked the train times?"

Meng Xinke said, "Isn't that right? There's no traffic jam. We arrived in more than 20 minutes. We're already more than an hour early."

As he said that, the car had driven a lot away, there were many pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and many newsboys waved the newspapers in their hands, shouting loudly: "We have won! They are going home!"

There was joy and encouragement.

They arrived at the station very quickly, there were too many people, Meng Xinke said: "Everyone in the city is here."

Shen Boyuan and the others squeezed to the front, and many auto show staff stopped them, lest everyone get too excited and squeeze off the platform.

After an hour finally passed, the train roared into the station. Everyone in the carriage and on the station was boiling, and many people poked their heads out of the windows, no matter whether they could see it or not, they all greeted warmly.

The car stopped, and Shen Boyuan held the piece of paper with the car number written on it tightly, staring at it without blinking. Wu Yang Wu Yang's people came down with big bags and small bags, and hugged with his family.

The number of people gradually decreased, and the entire carriage was emptied, and they never saw the person they were waiting for.

Mrs. Meng asked: "Have you changed the carriage temporarily? Let's look for it."

Meng Xinke said: "Maybe it is, let's look forward."

Several people searched one by one, asked the flight attendant if he knew this person, and walked straight to the second car, a young man just got off the car, heard the question, stopped beside them, hesitated, and asked: "You... Looking for Su Youbai?"

Shen Boyuan was startled, and quickly said: "Yes, we are looking for him, do you know him?"

The man pursed his lips and asked: "He...he is the captain of our brigade, are you his relatives?"

Meng Xinke and his wife looked at each other for a moment, with joy in their eyes, and quickly continued: "Yes, we are his relatives. Is he in this car?"

The man was silent, but his eyes were red. He didn't speak, but took off his hat.

Taking a deep breath, he said the first sentence: "Sorry."

Everyone's heart sank.

The man lowered his head, not daring to look at them, and continued: "Sorry, I... I couldn't bring the white team back."

Shen Boyuan didn't understand, he looked confused and asked, "What do you mean?"

The man's words were already choked up, and he just repeated: "Sorry."

He handed them a cloth bag: "This is... a relic of the white team, I... I'm really sorry."

Shen Boyuan's eyes were numb, and he looked at the person in front of him with a strange look, as if he couldn't understand every word he said.

The man said that his name was Wei Changlin, and he and Su Youbai were comrades-in-arms. In the last offensive and defensive battle in [-], the enemy fought to the death. The battle was extremely fierce. Wei Changlin's plane was surrounded by the enemy and finally broke through the blockade. , and was intercepted desperately by the enemy, the opponent was desperate, this style of play clearly wanted to die together.

Wei Changlin gritted his teeth and was determined to die. The moment the enemy army swooped down on him, he was ready to detonate. At this moment, a fighter plane rushed over from the side and blocked the flames for him. A pair of hands in front of death.

"Team Bai, tell me about my mother, how is she doing now? My brother and I are both on the battlefield. Does she miss us and can't sleep?"

"Team Bai, how time flies. My mother planted several acres of corn before, and the harvest is very good every year. I'll mail it to you when I get back."

"Team Bai, let's go home soon. You said it would be better for me to bring something home. There is no special product in this poor place."

"You, your mother will be very happy if you go back with all your needs and tails."

"That's great, I'll go home after the fight, hahaha, but can it really go so smoothly?"

"Silly, of course I can."

fool.

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"Team Bai, I went to your hometown. Everything in your hometown is safe, and your friends and relatives are safe. I brought you corn. You should eat more."

"Team Bai, you opened a factory before, why haven't I heard you say that?"

"Bai team, we have founded the country, there are so many people on the street, during the military parade, our Air Force No. [-] team stood at the front! Hahaha, so handsome!"

"Team White, the new uniform has arrived. I made an extra one and sent it to your home."

"Bai team, I miss you."

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In July of the Millennium, every household is celebrating the arrival of the new century, and the lights and festoons outside are very lively.

Lucheng is already a famous city now, because there are many former residences and ruins of celebrities, and there is an endless stream of tourists.However, there is such an old house, although it is also the former residence of celebrities, but there are very few tourists, the house is dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.

I heard that three famous industrialists were born here, and some people said that they were commanders and military strategists. They said a lot, but no one was accurate, and gradually they stopped talking about it.

One day, a car parked in front of the door, and the driver pushed an elderly man into the yard.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, and he was still wearing a thin blanket in the hot summer, which showed that he was not in good health. The driver's surname was Chen, and he was very careful and conscientious as the steward of the old man's house these years.

"Why do you want to come here?" Xiao Chen and the old man looked at the dilapidated house together, unavoidably a little puzzled, after all, it was a long way.

The old man didn't answer, but just said: "Thank you, push me to go around the backyard." His voice was hoarse and he spoke very slowly.

The backyard was the same as the front yard, and Xiao Chen didn't know what the old man was going to do until they stopped in front of a few sunflowers.

In hot summer, the sunflowers face the sun and bloom just right.

"Xiao Chen, I want to stay here for a while, you can go to other places, Lucheng is a good place." The old man said suddenly.

Xiao Chen was worried about him, so the old man said, "Come and pick me up when the sun is about to set."

Seeing how persistent he was, Xiao Chen left.

Except for the humming of cicadas, there was no sound in the courtyard. He reached out and touched the branches and leaves of the sunflowers, smiling.

After more than two hours like this, the sun gradually went down. He seemed to feel a little tired, so he leaned back on the chair and fell asleep, surrounded by sunflowers. When the wind blew, there was a rustling sound.

Very quiet, very quiet.

He dreamed that in the summer of that year, a young boy ran towards him in the sunset, with anger still on his face, calling him: "Teacher Wood!"

He laughed and hugged him tightly.

In the dream, they went to the distance together.

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On August [-]th, "Floating Life" was officially completed.

On August [-]th, the theme song "Seeing" of "Floating Life" was launched. The boy in the song was still wearing the same clothes in [-], and sang like this:

"The roar of the sky can't be broken, stay together, I walk slowly, you stay slowly, life is like rushing to freedom, remember to watch the bustling fireworks for me, and say goodbye to yesterday's sorrow..."

On the day when the recording ended, it rained a lot, the time changed, and it was another midsummer year.

The author says:

Su Yuncheng died in 1932; Su Youbai died in 1944; Meng Xinke died in 1969; Shen Boyuan died in 2000;

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Play-in-play time corresponds to major events:

In 1931, Shenyang, September [-]th Incident;

In Shanghai in 1932, the January [-]th Incident;

In 1937, Beiping, Marco Polo Bridge July [-]th Incident;

1941 Pacific War;

Japan surrendered in 1945;

Founded in 1949;

1966-1976 Culture/Revolution;

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Other events:

In 1926, "New Youth" ceased publication;

Shanghai Paramount opened in 1933;

In 1937, the National Salvation Association of Literary and Art Circles was established in Shanghai.