A different kind of Lou Chun - "The Pretender" colleague

"Do you understand everything?" Minglou asked.

"Understood." A Cheng's expression showed joy: "This method is good. Although it is risky, the sacrifice is the least and the return is the greatest."

"Thinking about it now, there's nothing wrong with it." Minglou put his hand on his forehead, endured his fatigue and said in a low voice, "It's just that there are various variables in the execution process, so it's unpredictable."

"Don't worry, it will work."

Wang Manchun pulled down Minglou's hand, took his head and gently rubbed his temples, and comforted him: "The poisonous bee has rich experience and can't make mistakes. Mingtai, this kid is very clever. No matter, none of you have seen how realistic his acting is. This time, he will definitely be able to do well."

She paused, her eyes suddenly darkened: "It's just that the little guy is going to suffer."

"You too!"

Minglou gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.One is the long-cherished lover, and the other is the youngest and most pitiful younger brother. Now the two of them are going to step into the desperate situation at the same time, just in case they miscalculate. . .

He didn't dare to think about it at all.

"Brother, don't worry about me." Wang Manchun was very calm: "Based on my position at No. 76 and my contacts in the high-level Japanese army, there is no conclusive evidence, and they will not go too far."

Minglou nodded slightly, feeling a little relieved.

Ah Cheng said, "Okay, I'll go get ready now."

He got up and was about to leave, but saw Minglou's eyes were slightly closed, and his head was resting on Wang Manchun's arms, letting her play with her.Although the look is still heavy, the brows and eyes unconsciously reveal a contentment that has never been seen in many years.Feeling sad and relieved, he blurted out:

"That's right, the two of you will discuss and find a solution to such a huge problem. I just can't understand how you all have to carry it alone like a gourd, scrambling to kill yourself to be reconciled!"

"You have no rules again, kid." Ming Lou sat up straight and stared at him with a straight face: "Go and do something!"

"Don't you just think I'm in the way? Let's go, don't bother you." Ah Cheng smiled mischievously, and ran out quickly.

Wang Manchun lowered her head shyly, her heart was warm and at ease.Then he raised his eyes and saw a faint warm halo on Minglou's pale and tired face.After tossing and tossing for so long, his expression and energy seem to be much better than before, but he still can't stop worrying: "It's very late, you should take a rest, Ah Cheng said you have been feeling unwell."

He shook his head, and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms again.The familiar embrace and the faint fragrance evoke hopeless and endless longing for eight long years.He couldn't help stroking her forehead, hair and cheeks over and over again, lingering on her warmth, fascinated.

"It's you who should go to sleep. You've been running around all day, and you've been injured and bled so much." His soft and loving voice was like mellow wine, almost making her drunk.

"No, I've been asleep all afternoon." She wrapped her arms around his neck, sticking to his body like vines, letting out the tenderness accumulated over the years.

They all know that tomorrow when the sun rises again, the latest death plan will be in full swing, and they all have to return to their pretended roles.

Such quiet, warm and real relative time is always so rare and precious to them.I wish I could cherish every minute and every second as a lifetime.

"Manchun, after tonight, I'm afraid we won't be able to meet alone for many days."

"I know." She pressed her head into his neck with attachment: "You protect yourself, don't worry. Mingtai is at No. 76, I will find a way..."

"Manchun, don't!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Minglou hurriedly interrupted her: "How many people are staring at you, especially you have already been suspected. Remember, when the time comes, you must not show mercy to Mingtai, and you must not show mercy! "

Wang Manchun couldn't bear it.

Minglou hugged her tightly and sighed: "We all love Mingtai, and we would rather suffer or even sacrifice for him. But he will grow up after all, no matter how much we think about it, we can't always help him walk the path of his life. He has to shoulder his responsibilities by himself, and only he can overcome the pain and trials along the way."

Wang Manchun nodded silently.

"Man Chun, no matter what the cost, you must, must clear yourself of all suspicion." He couldn't help reminding again: "This is not only the only way for me not to lose you, but also the key to completing the task."

"Think about it, as long as the enemy still has a little doubt about you, it means that the news that the codebook was intercepted may be leaked, and then the codebook will lose its value to them."

Wang Manchun's expression became serious: "I understand."

He gently brushed her hair, "Man Chun, your best cover has always been that you are cruel, vicious and ruthless. So in front of Mingtai, you must not be abnormal. I know this is cruel, but..."

"But, this is my task. Don't worry, I know what to do."

Her gaze flickered, and she suddenly said, "Xiaoxue and Lin Feng were executed by me. Do you know?"

"I know." Minglou was heartbroken. That was her best friend in college: "If you don't kill them, they will be taken to the gendarmerie and tortured to death. Manchun, save me Don’t blame yourself if you don’t have them.”

"Are you not afraid that one day I will no longer be me?"

Wang Manchun's eyes showed fear.In fact, this is because she has always been timid, afraid that she would really turn into a murderous monster.After seeing Minglou again, this fear became even stronger, so strong that he wanted to wash himself clean with his own blood.

"Not afraid. Manchun, don't be afraid either."

Minglou felt sorry for her.He naturally understood that for so many years, she had witnessed and participated in too many dirty crimes in the darkest place, not only her face was beyond recognition, her heart must also be split and twisted.

"Remember, you are half of my soul, and I can see you to the core. No matter what you do, no matter what you become, you are my Man Chun, and I will never let you go!"

She met his affectionate eyes with tears in her eyes, and never felt as at ease as the prodigal son returning home at this moment.

"It's my fault. If I were here, I wouldn't say anything to make you go down this path." He gritted his teeth and blamed himself.

At that time, he had been silently withholding her and Ah Cheng's application for joining the party, and expressed to the party committee many times that he did not want them, especially her, to embark on this dangerous path.Who would have thought that things would end up like this.

"I don't regret it at all. Moreover, under the white terror of the Kuomintang at that time, they thought of placing me in a spy agency in Japan. Don't you think this kind of strategic vision is admirable?"

"Indeed." Ming Lou couldn't help asking, "What happened back then?"

"I told you before that my parents have a good friend, I call him Uncle Ye, do you remember?"

Minglou nodded: "Your Russian, horseback riding and driving are all taught by him, right?"

"Yes. This Uncle Ye is the head of No. [-] Central Committee."

"He told me that my parents were old party members in the early days of the founding of the party. Their deaths were not caused by robbers seeking wealth and murder, but by reactionary warlords colluding with the Japanese. Kim leaked their whereabouts, and even my eight-year-old brother was not spared."

Her voice choked.Minglou tightened his arms to embrace her pitifully, feeling a little relieved in his heart.Regarding the assassination of Wang Fuqu, although Manchun never showed the slightest resentment, he always felt guilty towards her.It turned out that Wang Fuqu was also the murderer who ruined her family.

"After I became an orphan, Uncle Ye planned to send me to the Soviet Union. But before the matter was settled, he was wanted and had to withdraw from Peiping, so I followed my uncle to Shanghai. Later, Uncle Ye was worried and once He secretly came to Shanghai to see me and found that I was doing well, so he didn’t bother me anymore. Until Yoko Nantian started to approach me, he came to Shanghai again to find me.”

"Originally, I wanted to go directly to the Central Soviet Area, but Uncle Ye said that the biggest enemy we faced was Japan. At that time, Nantian intended to develop me to serve her, and coupled with my uncle's pro-Japanese relationship, he wanted to sneak into the There is no better opportunity for the intelligence agencies of the Japanese military."

"So you had no choice but to pretend to be a rebellious girl and turn around, quit all progressive clubs, and move back home to reconcile with your uncle."

She sighed faintly: "Actually, my uncle has been very kind to me all these years. Maybe it's because I feel guilty."

"As a teacher, he treats me well." Minglou also showed some contradictions in his eyes.

"Actually, you could have killed him for revenge a long time ago, didn't you? It's because of me that you have held back all this time?"

"If there is no national hatred..." Minglou was silent for a while, then said in a low voice: "After all, he is your only relative."

"It's also an enemy."

She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth: "If it wasn't for the usefulness, I would probably have done it myself. I have always regarded Mingtai as my younger brother, and he came to do this, which is considered revenge for me."

Even so, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Ming Lou regretted it with distress: "I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked this, it made you sad again."

She took a deep breath, shook her head and said, "It's okay. Just say it and cry."

Minglou hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "What else happened in these years?"

"Nothing." She resisted instinctively.

He stopped asking.He just brushed her hair gently and hugged her quietly in his arms.

After a long silence, she finally said slowly, "Nan Tian, ​​take me to Nanjing."

Suddenly such a thoughtless remark, Minglou couldn't respond for a moment.

She gritted her teeth: "Just a few days before the fall."

Minglou suddenly understood and hugged her even tighter.

She began to tremble: "At that time, I had just returned from Japan. I was wearing a Japanese military uniform, speaking Japanese, and surrounded by special agents of special high-level classes. I just watched those Japanese soldiers burn, kill, loot, what? Didn't do anything, no difference from those beasts."

"Don't say that. Manchun, your intelligence can determine the success or failure of a battle and save the lives of thousands of soldiers and civilians."

Minglou patted her on the back reassuringly and tried his best to comfort her, but his heart was dripping with blood.How much psychological torture it was for her to stand by and do nothing while witnessing such insane atrocities with her own eyes.The blood of her compatriots, the endless slaughter, how much tragic hatred and humiliation, all have to be borne by her weak body.

Gritting his teeth silently, he tried his best to embed her deeply in his arms, regretting and blaming himself to the point where he couldn't add more.Where was he at that time?The person who had vowed to protect and take care of him for the rest of his life let go in the torrent of troubled times.Let her struggle alone on the cusp of the sinister sea of ​​spies, and see the most brutal human tragedy in the flames of war, corpses strewn across fields and blood flowing into rivers.

Now he finally understands the deep coldness and indissoluble gloomyness in her eyes, as well as her ruthless determination to do things without leaving any room for love.

She calmed down in his arms, wiped her tears and said in a low voice: "Do you know? If not all our past letters will be checked..."

"I know."

From the first letter he received from her, he noticed that the seal had been reglued.Otherwise, how could it be possible for so many years of fish and geese to not show their sincerity to each other.

Come to think of it, how much she longed for someone she could confide in.But he is far away at the other end of the world.

The two meditations know each other.

"I'm sorry, Manchun..." The voice choked with pain suddenly stopped.

He hurt her and owed her too much, and he no longer knew how to comfort and make up for it.

"No." She gently wrapped her hands around his neck and embraced his head: "Senior brother, between us, we never need to say sorry."

His heart shook violently, and a wave of heat rushed straight up.

——True love is never having to say sorry.

These are words from an English novel she read in middle school.At that time, she held his hand with a confused expression: "Brother, what does this mean?"

He blushed instantly.

At that time, she was still a little girl who didn't understand the style, and he had endured it for two years, thinking extremely distressed whether to hint at this dull girl again.

"That is to say, no matter what you did wrong, Senior Brother will not blame you."

The confession she had finally made, still failed to make her understand.She just replied indifferently: "Of course. If you do something wrong, I won't blame you."

In fact, he didn't know that it was only a moment for a 17-year-old girl to become enlightened.She finished reading the novel under the lamp that night, feeling a little moved in her heart.Curled up under the quilt thinking about his explanation, suddenly pulled up the quilt to cover his hot face, and stayed up all night.

This sentence has since been engraved in the hearts of the two of them.

Suddenly Minglou couldn't control it anymore, he lowered his head and kissed her warm and soft cherry lips. . .

The moonlight is like water, and through the gauze curtain, the room is faintly yellow.Carefully, as if afraid of breaking the night, the gentle and quiet spring night.

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