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

To Minglou, everything that happened below was almost blurred and chaotic.

He only saw Man Chun suddenly spit out the cloth strip in his mouth, followed by a flash of silver light and two gunshots.While Lone Wolf fell backwards, his Man Chun was facing forward, falling straight from the window.

Heartbroken, Minglou rushed over to hug her, and tremblingly tore away the rope that bound her.Blood was all over her head and body, and it was unclear whether it flowed or splashed.In the panic, I couldn't see where the injury was, whether it was serious or not.

"Manchun, Manchun, Manchun!" Minglou's voice changed, and he called out one after another, caressing her cheek with an uncontrollably trembling hand.

Wang Manchun opened his eyes in a daze.The chaotic and noisy police sirens, the sound of people's footsteps approached in an instant, and the blurred eyes instantly regained clarity.The gun that Minglou kicked away just now fell a few steps away. With a sudden burst of strength, she turned over and rushed to quickly pick it up, aiming at the big clock on the beam and pulling the trigger.

"Brother, the person from number 76 is here!"

At the same time, Ah Cheng put away his rifle/gun and ran in, shouting loudly.Turning his head, he saw the dying lone wolf staggering up from the attic, raising his gun and aiming at Wang Manchun, who was concentrating on shooting.

"Sister Manchun, be careful!" he yelled, drawing his gun and shooting at the lone wolf.

Amid a series of gunshots, the bell crashed to the concrete floor and shattered, revealing fragments of the tape recorder inside and the tape that was sparked and burned by the bullets.

Before Wang Manchun could put down the empty gun, he was hit on the shoulder suddenly.A body pressed heavily against her back, and a large stream of heat poured down from her neck.

Looking back in astonishment, the lone wolf's black muzzle was still pointing straight at him, but her man had already been shot several times, staring at her viciously and unwillingly, and slowly fell down.

The unprecedented fear made Wang Manchun's mind blank for a moment.

A group of spies with live ammunition rushed into the warehouse, she was completely unaware.

"Big brother!"

Ah Cheng screamed wildly and rushed over, helped Ming Lou who fell on her back, trying in vain to stop the blood gushing from his chest.

"Call an ambulance, hurry up!" Ah Cheng yelled madly at the crowd rushing in with red eyes.

"No, no, no!" Wang Manchun suddenly uttered a series of painful trembling sounds, rushed forward frantically, stretched out his hand but stopped in mid-air.

The massive blood loss made Minglou's body twitch and tremble uncontrollably.He was breathing hard, choking out bright red blood foam every time he gasped.

The dripping blood dyed everything in front of Wang Manchun's eyes crimson.She knew that this was a punctured lung—an extremely dangerous and fatal injury.

"No, senior brother, don't, don't, don't, scare me..." She was completely unable to utter a complete sentence as she was trembling.

Minglou was still awake, his blood-soaked lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't speak at all.Can only gently draw a shallow arc of consolation, blooming sadly and beautifully together with the blood that is constantly overflowing.

Wang Manchun gritted his teeth tremblingly, and couldn't look directly at his wound at all, relying on the instincts he had trained for many years, together with Ah Cheng, he pressed the wound tightly with his palm to stop the bleeding.

With the last bit of strength, Minglou raised his cold hand to cover the back of her hand.After a burst of rapid beating, his heart failed under the load.The gossamer-like breath is getting weaker and weaker, urgent and difficult.

His eyes were as soft and loving as before, and they fell on her face quietly and with infinite attachment.But it is gradually, gradually fading away.

"Big Brother! Big Brother! Big Brother!"

"No! Brother, please, please, please don't!"

Heartbroken cries echoed repeatedly in his disintegrated consciousness.He struggled desperately to wake himself up, but the strand of breath that was struggling in his throat could no longer be sustained, and the weak heaving chest gradually calmed down to the point of being undetectable.

Those eyes filled with the vastness of the universe, staring at the sun, the moon and the stars slowly lost their luster and dimmed.Finally, slowly closed.

Wang Manchun calmed down at that moment, his eyes were empty.

The windows in the warehouse are very high.The sunlight cast from the window was still bright and warm.Among the fragments and shell casings scattered all over the place, rolls of tapes have been swallowed by the faint blue flames into a black mass of viscous marl.She spared no effort to destroy all the evidence, and she did so.

Leaning down, she leaned close to his ear, and said softly: "Brother, if there is no you, then what is the meaning of all this to me?"

After finishing speaking, she fell down as if being emptied out.

It's night time.

In the intensive care ward of the Army Hospital, Minglou lay silently surrounded by a pile of needles and instruments.

He had just survived another round of extremely dangerous first aid.Ah Cheng guarded in front of the bed with lingering fear, his tightly clenched hands were covered with cold sweat.

The shadow of the dim light reflects the vast silence like a thrush.The breath is so weak that it is hard to detect, as if it will drift away with the wind every moment.

"Brother, I know that since you can survive until now, you will definitely survive. You will definitely!"

Ah Cheng's tone was firm, and he couldn't tell whether he was talking to him or comforting himself.As he spoke, his voice choked up.

In his heart, Minglou will always be the warm chest that broke open the door lock and hugged him tightly in the stinging sunlight.All his life, he just wanted to follow behind him, and never thought about what would happen to his elder brother one day.He couldn't, and he didn't dare to think - how could the world be a world without this person?

Wang Manchun's words before he fainted were not what he was thinking!

He sniffed, and after a moment of silence, he continued slowly:

"You took a bullet for Sister Manchun, so you must survive for her. You know Sister Manchun's temper."

He stopped here.The eldest brother hates being threatened the most, but this time he can't care so much, he just wants to threaten naked/naked.

"She fought to the death for you and destroyed the tape, but she was shot by a lone wolf and fell downstairs. She's in the next ward, all wounded. If anything happens to you, I'm afraid she won't wake up again. come over."

As he spoke, Ah Cheng stared at that pale and blue face, expecting Ming Lou to respond.However, no.He was still lifeless and motionless, so quiet that he seemed to be frozen in an eternal time and space.

"I know, you can hear me, you just don't have the strength to respond to me."

Ah Cheng stubbornly went on talking to himself: "Brother, take a rest when you are tired, but not for too long. I will keep it from Big Sister and Mingtai, because I know you definitely don't want them to see you now. Wait until tomorrow I can't hide it anymore, they want to come here when they get angry, and I, a servant, can't stop them. If the elder sister blames Man Chun for this, I can't persuade her. When the world is in chaos, I have no ability to clean it up for you. Mess!"

He deliberately said this out of anger, but he couldn't wait until his eldest brother scolded him for speaking out of order.All he heard was the slight sound of the gas in the oxygen cylinder constantly sending out in the incomparable silence.What stings the eyes is a shelf full of plasma medicine bottles of various colors and catheters of various sizes.The last time the elder brother hung his life by a thread like this was eight years ago, and it was still because of one person.Ah Cheng's tears fell down uncontrollably.He knows very well that the difference is the torment of old injuries for many years, the damage of taking painkillers for a long time, the exhaustion of thinking day and night, and the forbearance of self-restraint and suppression.Today's eldest brother no longer has the tough body that was not worn out when he was young and prosperous.

"After your operation, Mr. Akita gave me something, something that shouldn't exist."

Ah Cheng wiped away his tears, and took an old notebook on the bedside table in his hand.He understood the intention of Akita's move.Now, the only thing that can save this broken and decayed body is the perseverance of the eldest brother himself.

"Do you still remember the sacrificed Japanese Communist Party, Kitano Qingyuan? This is his posthumous manuscript, which should have been destroyed. But he is Mr. Akita's most beloved student, and Akita treats him like his own son. So he can only The most sensitive points connected with us were destroyed, and the others were risked to be preserved."

Having said this, Ah Cheng got up and walked to the door of the ward to look around.The nurse in the corridor, Miss Yingzi, nodded to him, and he went back to the bed with peace of mind, and opened the book.

"Brother, haven't you always wanted to know what Sister Manchun has experienced during the years you left? Listen to what Kitano said. If you think you can leave again after listening, it's up to you."

Ah Cheng calmed down his emotions, and read aloud gently in pure and fluent Japanese.

As if he was afraid that Minglou would not be able to hear clearly in a coma, he bent down close to the bed and read each word slowly and clearly.After every few sentences, stop and watch his reaction carefully.Ah Cheng has already read the things written in the notebook.But while reading it, he was moved again.

He carefully read Man Chun's eight years, but he was thinking about his eldest brother's eight years.Different from Manchun's slowly getting colder, Big Brother will always be the ray of light that can replace the warm sun.No matter how painful the body is, how bitter the heart is, as long as he is still awake, the eldest brother is always smiling.He smiled at the family members who depended on him, at the students in the school, at the comrades who fought together, and at the street beggars.That kind and warm smile infected and supported everyone, so much so that sometimes even he would ignore the desolate back of the eldest brother who lost his partner every time he turned around, and the deep-seated longing and pain that could no longer be concealed when he repeated that name in a coma.

"If you could have met each other..." Ah Cheng sighed with tears.

He knew that even though he had a mission when he returned to China, his elder brother was always waiting for her.So regardless of fatigue, I ran back and forth, often rushing back to Shanghai from Nanjing overnight, and then set off for Peiping the next day.He never takes a break after finishing his work, and he has to return to Shanghai immediately, for fear of missing it.When there is no task, except for the necessary entertainment with the eldest sister, the eldest brother stays at home all the time.On the surface, he reads the book, but every time the phone rings, his body shakes, and he grabs it with full expectation, but he is never that person.On the day of departure, the ship had already left the pier, and the eldest brother stood on the deck all the time, leaning against the railing against the cold wind for a long time.Until the other side had completely disappeared from sight, he still stared silently at the surging river and refused to return to the cabin.As if that beautiful figure would come running, she threw herself into her arms and sweetly called him Senior Brother...

The eldest brother's body had just recovered to move freely at that time.After this tossing, he suddenly fainted again that night, with a high fever that persisted.The boat drifted all the way on the sea, and the eldest brother also fell ill all the way in a daze.After returning to Paris, it took several months of recuperation before barely recovering, but the root cause of headache fell from then on.

"At that time, I really hated her to death, and I have hated her for so many years." Ah Cheng held the notebook and took a deep breath: "If I hadn't seen this, I would never have imagined that she was so bitter, so bitter..."

Ah Cheng choked with sobs and whispered to himself, immersed in the sad and beautiful words left by the deceased.He didn't notice that the hand on the bed that was full of needles was trembling weakly, and a few lines of crystal clear tears trickled down from the corners of his closed eyes.

Wang Manchun seemed to be back in that bright little classroom again.

The light girl's waist was firmly encircled by those familiar and powerful arms.He pressed against her ear and asked softly, "What kind of wedding do you want?"

"It's a new era, don't bother too much. A simple ceremony, and then we'll travel the world."

"Okay. What about that house? What kind of home do you want?"

"There's no choice, right? If we don't live in Ming Mansion, your elder sister will be sad. Besides, your family is very good!"

"But what about yourself? In your heart, what does the home you want most look like?"

"Well, actually, I'm most yearning for that kind of country house."

"On the edge of a large forest, there is a small lake outside the back door. You can sit by the lake, read a book, and go fishing. There are various flowers, plants, and vegetables in the yard. A big tire is hung under the tree in front of the door. , a swing for the kids. And two big dogs, Golden Retrievers. Am I right?"

"how do you know?"

"You told me about the house in the suburbs of New York where you lived when you were young."

"Did I say so?"

"You don't remember? It doesn't matter if you don't remember, as long as I remember."

The gentle and pampering voice is still in my ears, but the bright classroom has switched to a dark and damp dungeon.Amidst the foul stench and miserable wailing, she walked down the steps slowly and entered the torture room at No. 76 alone.

In the middle of the blood-stained floor was a blood-stained white cloth, and under the white cloth was a cold corpse.

She suddenly trembled uncontrollably.She wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but her body involuntarily walked up step by step...

The surroundings suddenly became very quiet.

The dark cell suddenly turned into the white walls of the hospital again, but it was still terrifying and gloomy.

She found herself standing in front of the mortuary table, trembling.

Her mind seemed to be independent of her body, and she saw her hands uncontrollably removing the white cloth.

Then, she saw that face that was still handsome, but completely lifeless.The gentle arc of the corners of the lips is eternally still on the pale sleeping face.

At that moment, there was no sorrow, no tears, no pain and no fear.All feelings disappeared, and what was left was a complete blankness where the whole world fell apart in an instant.

Wang Manchun sat up straight from the bed suddenly, her almond eyes widened.

"Manchun, Xiaochuner?"

Looking blankly at the source of the sound, her unfocused gaze gradually gathered, she was stunned for a few seconds before she opened her mouth in disbelief: "Uncle Ye?"

"Wake up and recognize people, very good." The other party touched her head with a smile, and said gently: "Concussion plus extreme stimulation, the doctor is afraid that you will have mental problems."

"My senior brother..." Wang Manchun suddenly recalled the heart-piercing scene at the flour mill, and instantly grabbed his arm with a pale face, and said in a trembling voice, "Uncle Ye, Minglou, he...he..."

"He's still there, don't worry." Ye Feng wrapped his arms around her shoulders and patted her lightly: "He's in the intensive care unit next door, and Mingcheng has been guarding him. The situation has stabilized, and he will recover slowly of."

Hearing this, Wang Manchun regained his composure for a while, and was about to get up after throwing off the quilt: "I'll go and see him."

"He's not awake yet. You boy!"

Knowing that he couldn't stop it, Ye Feng had no choice but to help her stand up: "You are also seriously injured, be careful!"

Wang Manchun was thinking about Minglou wholeheartedly, and walked out in a hurry.

When she was approaching the door, she suddenly remembered something, stopped and turned around and asked, "Shouldn't you go to Nanjing first? Come to Shanghai, do you have a mission to convey?"

"There is no specific task yet. I just arrived in Nanjing last night, and I received the Akita Emergency Report saying that you and Cobra had an accident at the same time. I am worried, so I rushed over to have a look."

Wang Manchun's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Chief."

"It's too unfamiliar to be called the chief. Why, blame Uncle Ye for not telling you who the cobra is?"

"No. It's organizational discipline, I understand."

Ye Fengyou sighed slightly, and said apologetically, "It's been so hard for you for so many years, just don't blame uncle."

He lovingly rubbed her hair, and looked kindly: "I, Xiao Chuner, have excellent eyesight. If your parents are still alive, they will be very happy."

Wang Manchun nodded with tears in his eyes.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Aren't you in a hurry to see him? Go ahead. I also want to chat with Akita."

"Then you're going back to Nanjing next?" Wang Manchun asked.

"Yeah, I'm relieved that you're fine. You two are my party's treasures, so be careful and take care of yourself."

Ye Feng returned to his usual seriousness: "This meeting is about the issue of military supplies in the rear. After the meeting, I will assign you new tasks."

Unknowingly, Wang Manchun straightened his back and stood in an upright military posture, and replied solemnly: "Yes."

Wang Manchun has experienced countless times of bullets, bullets and storms.Whether in actual combat, or in interrogation rooms and execution grounds, she has seen too much blood, trauma, and death.There are enemies, as well as comrades and close friends.But even if he had made enough mental preparations, when he really stood in front of Minglou's ward and saw through the window the man who looked like the rising sun and the wind, he was as thin as a shadow sunk in a pile of blankets and pillows, so weak that he could only rely on him. Those bottles and jars of liquid were injected into her body for maintenance, but her emotions still collapsed uncontrollably.

In her heart, Minglou has always been as powerful as a god.In order to protect him, she would sacrifice everything.But now he was lying here dying, just to protect her.

This is already the second time, right?For the first time, she didn't even know about it, and she was kept in the dark and blamed him for eight years!

The heart-breaking glance in front of him brought back countless past events.Those days when there was no one to accompany, no one to talk to, and the days when she was seriously injured and her movements were restricted in a foreign land, she would feel so painful that she would go crazy and couldn't hold it back just by thinking about it.But seeing the resentment he couldn't conceal towards her after seeing her again, he insisted on choosing to keep silent and conceal it, never defending himself a single word.But every time she experienced danger, she would sacrifice herself to block it without any hesitation or pity.

Wang Manchun's calm and strong self-maintenance has completely collapsed.Heart, the pain was unbearable, it seemed that the fragility accumulated for eight years broke out at this moment.She stubbornly refused to accept the sedative, and hid in her room as if fleeing for her life, curled up in a ball, crying until her eyes turned black, and she had no energy to stand up again.

In the end, Ah Cheng kicked open the door and rushed in, hugged her in his arms and comforted her for a long time before calming down.

After tidying himself up again, Wang Manchun stood in front of the mirror for a long time, repeatedly making sure that he would not be stimulated by losing control of his emotions again, before he finally dared to step into the intensive care ward and sat in front of Minglou's bed.

He was still lethargic.The afternoon sun shone obliquely on his face, reflecting that pale complexion that was almost transparent.He lay silently, and he could not feel the rise and fall of his chest under the thick blanket.Wang Manchun unconsciously held his breath, and tremblingly stretched out his hand to check his breath, until he felt the weak silky air flow passing between his fingers.She closed her eyes and forced down the rising mist of tears, feeling a little relieved.

Not even daring to breathe, just quietly guarding his side, staring at him obsessively.

The dots of shining halo outline a series of deep and beautiful lines on the picturesque face, but they can't be dyed with a warm color.

Wang Manchun suddenly panicked, fearing that the sun would fall into darkness and take him away with him.

Reaching out her hand timidly again, she carefully avoided those needle droppers, and gently touched his hand.

Hands that were always warm are now cold.She couldn't help but increase her strength, holding his fingers and imprinting them on her palm, just like what he did to warm her hands every winter before.

Then, as if in a dream, she felt a slight tremor at her fingertips.

He raised his eyes suddenly, and looked into the sparkling waves that were as deep and bottomless as the stars and the sea.For a moment, it seemed like a lifetime away, speechless.

"Brother, you're awake." After what seemed like a long time, she finally spoke.

The lightly declarative tone concealed all the pain and panic.She tried to smile, but there was still a line of tears that could not be restrained from welling up in her eyes.

"Are you alright?"

He struggled to move his eyes, looked her up and down carefully, and still struggled to ask.The panting became more and more rapid, and the low and weak breathing was barely audible.

"I'm fine, just minor injuries."

Wang Manchun immediately stretched out his fingers to press his lips, desperately suppressing the surging tears: "Don't talk, breathe in slowly."

Just now, Akita and cardiopulmonary doctors came to do a routine checkup, and they have explained to her the details of his injury.Although she had passed the most dangerous night safely, she knew that with such severe damage to lung function, every breath he took now would be suffering.Not to mention how much effort and pain it takes to pronounce words with difficulty, but you still have to ask her if she is okay.

He was indeed unable to speak out any more, and he could only focus on her charming expression of holding back tears and smiling, and the tenderness in her eyes permeated into an intoxicating lake light.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the eyes are glued.Minglou pursed his lips lightly, and slowly let out a calm and comforting smile.

At that moment, light and shadow floated, and the brilliance in his eyes made the sun no longer dazzle.When spring returns to the earth, all the flowers are in bloom, and the plain white ward is full of rainbow lights.

Wang Manchun's heart was inexplicably stable at that moment.The cherry petals hooked lightly, returning him with a sweet smile.

Ming Jing accompanied Zhu Huiyin to the Army Hospital when he was about to get off work, and it was a full 24 hours since Minglou was injured.

Even though it was repeatedly emphasized on the phone that Minglou was out of danger, when the two women got out of the car, Ah Cheng, who was waiting at the entrance of the hospital, saw their pale faces and red, swollen eye circles. Go up and call:

"Miss!"

"Where is he? Is he awake? How is the situation?"

Ming Jing grabbed him like a drowning man grasping at straws, and asked a series of nervous questions.

Zhu Huiyin also looked at Ah Cheng with tears in her eyes behind the mirror, waiting anxiously for his reply.

"Eldest sister, don't worry, elder brother is already awake, and his life is not in danger."

Ah Cheng quickly comforted him: "Just now Yoshimasa Fujita was here, and Zhou Fohai and his family came to visit one after another. I had to wait for them to leave before inviting you over."

"Take me there quickly!" Ming Jing ordered eagerly.

"Yes, I'll take you there. But you have to calm down. The eldest brother is very weak now, please be careful not to stimulate him, and don't make him too excited."

"Well, well, of course I know that. You can't cry or scream, can you?"

Ming Jing said, and hurriedly walked to the hospital on his own.But in the hall with people coming and going, he was attracted by a passing figure and stopped.Looking back in surprise, he seemed sad or happy, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.

A Cheng subconsciously turned his head to look.The tall and thin figure in the top hat has been submerged in the crowd.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Ah Cheng asked, always feeling that the shadow seemed familiar.

"It's nothing. It seems... to meet an old friend." Ming Jing murmured, still in a daze.

Question marks floated up in Ah Cheng's mind, but he held back and did not continue to ask.

Ming Jing suddenly came back to his senses, as if waking up from a long dream.She coughed in disguise, pulled Ah Cheng and said:

"Ah, well, let's go to Minglou!"

The author has something to say:

I am my own mother, I really am my own mother!

Think about how abusive the original drama is, and then look at those fanfiction, all kinds of loneliness and pain, injury and illness, persecution and early death, and even the ashes of the broken bones (in WG) have come out!No matter how abused I am here, they are two people who are connected with each other, share the same beliefs, share the same ideals, share the same goals, and fight side by side.There is not the slightest suspicion, deceitful use, scheming and framing, but there is only complete trust, guarding each other with life, and giving each other the love and sincerity of this life.

So I think, no matter whether it is separation or reunion in the end, life or death, they will not lose each other, they will always be together.

"Knowing you know my nostalgia, you will not be alone when you are alone."

For me, this is already a big HE.