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

The rain has been falling steadily since the middle of the night.Not very big, but non-stop.The sky and the earth are boundless, and the whole world is shrouded in a stormy confusion.

Ah Cheng was like a wounded beast, with red and swollen eyes, gritted his teeth, and drove silently while clutching the steering wheel.I don't know how many times along the way, he had to slam on the brakes and stop to catch his breath before he could see the road ahead clearly again.The heart hurts too much, as if tens of thousands of knives are in unison, gouging out the softest and deepest hidden place, and the flesh is bloody in an instant.

He was still late after all.

Even if they assembled all available KMT, CCP, and Japanese personnel and went straight to Suzhou as soon as they got the news, when they arrived, they could only hear the soul-shattering explosion, and only saw Jiang The monstrous fire in the edge of the woods.The fire continued to burn with the raging wind, and they couldn't get close at all.In a panic, he hurried across the river to search. On the winding path leading to the base, Mingtai flung himself into the arms of Mingjing, who was weeping silently, crying like a child.Uncle Li Jinyun wiped away tears silently, unable to say a word of comfort.Facing such a scene, Ah Cheng felt as if his heart cracked somewhere, and he was dazed.By the time he was relieved, the severe pain had already caused his veins to pop open, and his chest was wet with tears.

For Man Chun, what kind of feelings he has, even he himself can't tell clearly.From childhood to adulthood, they have been like relatives and friends, getting along day and night, so familiar that they have no secrets.If Minglou gave him the definition of a perfect man, then Sister Manchun is the eternal goddess in his heart, and his most beautiful and gentle vision of the opposite sex.love her?Not exactly.He never thought too much about her.Have a crush on her?It doesn't seem to be the case.He was calm and relaxed with her.He wished for her well with all his heart, and his greatest wish was that she could sleep/double/fly with his eldest brother after all the hardships.Big brother, big brother... Thinking of Ming Lou, Ah Cheng's heart fell into the bottomless abyss all the way.This, this, how can he tell his elder brother?How can the eldest brother bear it?

The raindrops rustled on the window glass, big and small, with no intention of stopping at all, as if to wash away the heavy sadness that was pressing on my heart.Helpless, sorrow is boundless, sorrow gathers into a river, how can it be taken away by a night of cold rain?

Ah Cheng drove into the Ming mansion without stopping, turned off the lights, but didn't dare to get out of the car, and sat silently in the dark in a daze.what to do?How should I tell my brother?He should have followed.If he was here, even if he risked his life, nothing would happen to Man Chun.But Manchun refused anyway, the reason is very simple: if he is exposed, the eldest brother will inevitably be involved.You are his last bastion, what would he do without you?She always said that, always doing her best to keep him, just like she was desperate to keep her eldest brother.But wouldn't she consider what would happen if she lost her elder brother?Will it be so painful that you go crazy, crazy, so painful that you lose all strong self-sustaining control, so painful that you no longer have the support and strength to move on?

Wang Manchun, how cruel you are!

Ah Cheng clenched his hands tightly, feeling the urge to punch and kick the car to smash it.But he still sat quietly, unable to move.

Minglou should still be fast asleep.Before he figured out how to speak to his elder brother, Ah Cheng didn't dare to make any noise to disturb him.

However, a thought suddenly flashed through his chaotic mind.Ah Cheng instinctively looked down at his watch, more than an hour had passed since the routine sending and receiving time.

Oops!

Ah Cheng jumped up in shock, pushed open the car door and ran into the house, but stopped abruptly in front of the door.

Under the eaves of the door, in the shadows where there was no glimmer of light, a dignified figure stood alone.The cold spring breeze whipped up dense waterfall-like raindrops and splashed them head-on, dripping down the face like a knife and axe along the hairline.He stood upright in the dark night, bleak wind and cold rain, silent like an ancient sculpture that had been aged for a long time, almost wanting to merge with the dark night sky.

"Big brother!"

Ah Cheng's heart was shaken, and he rushed forward to help him in extreme horror, but he waved his hand away.

"You're back."

Ming Lou opened his mouth with a hoarse voice, but his tone was as calm as usual: "What happened?"

Ah Cheng noticed the ball of paper tightly held in his hand, it must have been a message from the organization.Therefore, the eldest brother has already learned the bad news.So, I waited here desperately for him.

The night as thick as splashing ink, the continuous rain, the people standing in the shadows, their faces cannot be seen clearly in the haze.

Ah Cheng was startled, opened his mouth, his throat was dry, and said cautiously: "Brother, let's go back to the room and talk."

No answer.

Minglou's breathing became more and more rapid, and he asked again in a cold voice: "What happened? Tell me!"

"Mr. Akita notified me urgently, saying that an army squadron will be withdrawn from the northern Jiangsu front tonight, and will temporarily go to southern Anhui from Suzhou Railway Station."

Ah Cheng had no choice but to tell the truth with sobs, lowering his eyes and not daring to look directly at Minglou: "I urgently called all the people I could call to help, but, but it's still...too late."

hands, covering his heart subconsciously.In front of his eyes, Ah Cheng's face, criss-crossed with smoke, dust, blood and tears, became blurred and whirled.Minglou's tall body swayed, swayed back and leaned against the wall, trying to maintain an upright standing posture, desperately resisting the sudden dizziness and the waves of sweet smell in his throat.

"Big brother!"

A Cheng hurriedly held his arm tightly.After touching it, he realized that his frighteningly thin clothes had already been splashed and wet by the strong wind blowing in from under the eaves, and his whole body was as wet and stiff as ice.He said anxiously: "How long have you been standing here? Let's go back to the house!"

Ming Lou acted as if he had never heard of it, and remained motionless, his chest rising and falling rapidly.The dark black pupils were several times darker and brighter than usual, shining like will-o'-the-wisps.The ghastly blazing flames in his eyes were reflected in his pale and charming face, burning quietly, extinguishing clearly, and finally turning into ashes.

In the dim shadow, he looked blank, his brows were quiet, and he said quietly: "You, tell me in detail."

"I, I didn't, I didn't have time to see her. Uncle Li said that at that time the enemy was pressing heavily. In the crisis, she ordered Uncle Li to take the eldest sister and the injured comrades away. She herself, stay behind Cover."

Ah Cheng's heart was twisted like a knife, and he spoke intermittently.

Minglou closed his eyes and tried to breathe evenly, trying his best to suppress the blood churning in his heart: "Then, she finally...finally..."

Ah Cheng burst into tears, he understood what Minglou wanted to ask.She lowered her head deeply, almost speechless: "In the end, she fired the explosives. When I rushed there, the entire mountain forest was covered in flames. I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I can't find it."

Minglou nodded dumbly, and his voice was surprisingly calm: "Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes. That's good."

is very good.You don't have to suffer too much, and you don't have to worry about looking beautiful after you leave.Clean and decisive, it is really her usual style.

Minglou stared silently at the vast rain and mist and everything was bewildered, and there was a slight arc of light on his lips.

is very good.The lunatic always said that his mother-in-law and mother were dragging their feet.From then on, there is no longer the most fragile weakness to restrain the body and mind.

The person he loves the most has turned into clay and blended into the picturesque scenery of his heart.The world of indifference is boundless in the world of mortals, and from then on, he sank and tossed alone.

That's good.ruthless.Only ruthless can be indestructible.

From then on, I am no longer afraid of losing, nor hope for redemption.

"Big brother?"

Minglou's overly calm and detached and indifferent tone made Ah Cheng panic for a moment.She held his cold hand with her heart in her arms, looked up with tears in her eyes, and suddenly found that there was no hurt or sorrow on his face, just calm.Quiet until a heart condenses into ice and turns into ashes, it is joyful to be silent, so cold and isolated that there is no trace of life.

"You also ran all night, go and rest."

Minglou's voice was flat, he turned slowly and wanted to go back to the house, but when he took a step, his feet bumped, and he was held tightly by Ah Cheng.The darkness and chaos in front of him made him unable to move, and he leaned against Ah Cheng's shoulders, and when the dizziness subsided, he walked back to the door of his room, pushed away Ah Cheng's hand and said:

"I'm fine, you go. I want to be alone for a while."

Ah Cheng stared blankly at Minglou in front of him.The lights in the room clearly projected on his face, and his face, which was always as resolute as a mountain, was old and withered in an instant.Ah Cheng's heart trembled violently.In the past, no matter what happened, no matter how sad and difficult, the big brother's starry eyes were always bright and sharp, revealing the tenacity and sharpness of going forward bravely and never turning back.And at this moment, although his expression was so calm that he could not see the slightest sorrow, but the bottom of the deep and boundless dark eyes were as dry as wood, without any half-divided spirit/rhythm.It seems that the shining stars in the sky have fallen, and Haohai's pointing lighthouse has been extinguished, leaving only the irreparable coldness and emptiness all over the sky.

"Brother, don't do this, don't hold back!" Ah Cheng panicked, pulled his hand tightly as if he was a child, and said with tears in his eyes: "You cry, cry out, don't hold back! Brother, you Can't break!"

"I won't collapse, don't worry." Ming Lou replied calmly, as stable as Mount Tai.A deep and gentle voice, with a consistent, reassuring firmness: "I still have something to do, and I haven't finished it."

Ah Cheng's eyes suddenly blurred, his heart melted like ice and fire, he only wished that he could empathize with him, and share even a little bit of grief that was so heavy that he couldn't breathe and his heart was broken and unbearable.

While still in a daze, Minglou broke free from him and went into the room alone.The heavy wooden door closed slowly behind that staggering lonely figure.

"Brother Ah Cheng, breakfast is ready. You and the young master..."

In the ear, Ah Xiang's question brought back Piaofei's thoughts.Ah Cheng suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that the sky had dawned at some point.Outside the window, the rain was still pouring down, and the world was still chaotic and gloomy.

Rubbing his sore eyes, Ah Chengfu stared back at the closed door in front of him again.He has been guarding here with fear and steadfastness for more than an hour, but there is still no movement in the room.

"Let's heat it up first, you don't have to worry about it."

Ah Cheng signaled Ah Xiang to back down, and the uneasiness in his heart expanded round and round.The eldest brother is really quiet. With his current body being stimulated like this, shouldn't it be...

Ah Cheng couldn't bear it any longer after thinking like this, and reached out to push the door.The door of the room was opened at this moment, and Minglou stood in front of him neatly dressed as usual.

"Big Brother?" Ah Cheng was a little stunned.

"Why are you still here?" Ming Lou put his hand on the door frame and frowned slightly: "Go and tidy up, we should go to work."

"Go to work?" Ah Cheng was shocked: "You still have to go to work like this? I'm going to call a doctor..."

"I'm fine." Ming Lou interrupted him: "After such a big change, I don't know what kind of chaos will happen to the new government and the Japanese. How can you stay at home if you want me?"

Ah Cheng looked at the pale face in front of him that was extremely cold and as cold as snow, and wanted to argue with worry on his face, but he stopped him with a wave of his hand:

"Ah Cheng, I have to work now."

Ah Cheng opened his mouth, there were thousands of reasons to stop him, but he couldn't say a word of objection.

If the eldest brother could cry a lot, heart-piercingly, or even faint, he wouldn't be as worried as he is now.Minglou's calmness and restraint have reached the peak. If he doesn't bury himself in his work, he is really afraid that his elder brother will go completely crazy in the next second.

Gritting his teeth, he had no choice but to sigh: "Then you eat something first, I'll be fine soon."

Seeing Ah Cheng turn and go upstairs, Ming Lou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pressed his hands on his chest and leaned against the door unbearably, suppressing his cough and panting.He turned back and looked around his room carefully. The windows in the room were all open, and the strong smell of blood would soon dissipate.In the ashtray on the desk, the old letter that was splashed with bright red by him, together with the peace talisman she asked for him, had all been reduced to a pile of ashes.

He doesn't need these anymore.

The heart is dead, the faith is still there, and the dream is faint.

Infernal Affairs, the top of the Eight Great Hells, and the bottom of the Eighteen Hells.The Buddha said: Those who receive the inexhaustible body will never die, and longevity is the great kalpa in the inexhaustible hell.

He longs for relief, but he must keep going for their common ideal.

The author has something to say:

It took me a long time to write this paragraph, it was difficult and depressing to write, but I still feel that I can’t express that kind of emotion.Ashamed ashamed!I was so tired that I wanted to imitate the original drama and end here directly.