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

VIP Room No. [-] of West Lake Villa.

Ming Lou, who had changed into clean casual clothes and was wearing a thick overcoat, was leaning limply on the sofa. His face was pale and tired, but his expression was as calm and calm as ever, and his blazing eyes revealed a sense of uneasiness. The firmness of resistance.

"No! I don't agree!"

Ah Cheng's handsome brows and eyes were full of sternness, and he jumped up from his chair: "I am ordered by the Southern Bureau to protect you, and I have the power to prevent you from making such a risky decision!"

"Ah Cheng, calm down."

Minglou rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes, his voice was weak and earnest because of his exhaustion: "The role that I can play in this position, almost no one can replace it. Until the last moment, I must never give up easily."

"But big brother..."

Ah Cheng was eager to refute, but was interrupted by a gesture from Minglou: "I know what you are going to say. Ah Cheng, the enemy has never stopped suspecting us. But now they don't know that the poison on my body has been cured, and they think my fate In their hands, this is an opportunity. As long as we stabilize our minds and straighten our thinking, continuing to lurk is not as impossible as you think."

"Since Manchun has successfully pointed the finger of Japanese at Yoshimasa Fujita, and entered the base as Tong Xuehong to leave a record, then we can completely place the responsibility on them for this incident."

"Yes. Tong Xuehong is a member of Fujita Yoshimasa, and has always had an ambiguous relationship with Kumamoto. She poisoned her senior brother without authorization, and used her control as an excuse to achieve the goal of freely entering and leaving the secret base. This makes perfect sense."

Wang Manchun came over and handed a cup of warm milk to Minglou, and then he continued: "I can explain the matter of Suzhou Railway Station in front of the Japanese, and with my brother's eloquence and acting skills, I can't make it up tonight." s story?"

"Sister Manchun, why are you helping him to speak?"

Ah Cheng frowned and was angry and anxious: "Brother has worked so hard all these years, and now it's like this, he should evacuate to a safe place to rest and recuperate!"

"Ah Cheng, the overall situation is the most important thing." Minglou reminded with piercing eyes, earnestly: "Our mission has not been completed yet."

Ah Cheng sat down dejectedly, unable to find suitable words to conceal the worry and pain in his heart.

"Besides, isn't elder brother here in good health? What's there to worry about?"

The gentle voice with a smile penetrated into the heart with the slightly raised corners of the lips, always bringing people peace of mind.

"It's not suitable for you to stay here for a long time, go and get ready to go."

Seeing Ah Cheng's calm face and not making a sound, Ming Lou patted him with satisfaction and told him, "Drive carefully. When you arrive in Shanghai, remember to keep normal, don't be nervous, and wait for me to go back with peace of mind."

The thick night is vast and quiet.Only the mischievous moon shuttled among the dense clouds, and occasionally exposed its head and sprinkled a piece of silver light on the earth.

The clock on the cabinet ticked softly, and the hour hand pointed to three o'clock in the morning.

"Okay, you should rest assured that everything is arranged. Drink the milk while it's hot and go to rest."

Wang Manchun said while packing up the blood-stained clothes they had changed. When he looked up, he saw Minglou staring at Ah Cheng's leaving back in a daze, with a hint of sadness and longing on his tired face. His heart sank, and he hurried forward to hold him He called out from his cuff: "Brother?"

Minglou came back to his senses in shock, silently stretched out his arms, wrapping her firmly around his chest.

"What's wrong?" The ominous premonition grew stronger, Wang Manchun looked at him warily: "What did you keep from Ah Cheng?"

"No."

Minglou breathed a sigh of relief, quietly embraced the nephrite jade in his arms, and gently stroked the silky hair, wishing to spend his whole life in love with his pet.

"So there are loopholes in our rhetoric?" Wang Manchun thought carefully, trying to reorganize the details of the whole matter from beginning to end.

"No."

Minglou held her small face and made her look directly at him, and said seriously, "Manchun, I want you to cross the river and return to the base tonight."

"why?"

Wang Manchun was shocked: "General Nakamura has nothing against me. Even if I can't go back to No. 76 and Tong Xuehong is dead, I can just replace her as the eyeliner placed next to you in the special high school, and we can still lurk together."

"I know. But, Man Chun, you are not alone now."

Minglou said slowly, carefully stretching out his palms to her lower abdomen: "I can't let my wife and children be in such a dangerous position. Manchun, you must go back to the liberated area, for our children."

"No! No!" She kept shaking her head, her expression determined: "I won't go! Brother, I won't leave you!"

"Manchun, think about it calmly: in our situation in Shanghai, how should we protect the child after he (she) is born? If the Japanese press us to send him to Japan, how can we refuse? Woolen cloth?"

Wang Manchun buried his head in thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "You are really worried that they will take our child. When he is born, we will secretly send him to Hong Kong and hand him over to the eldest sister, and say that the child died young. There is Mr. Akita in the Army Hospital. , it's not hard to do."

"Manchun!" Minglou cried out in pain, "Are you willing?"

Wang Manchun was already in tears, but still nodded stubbornly: "Fighting side by side with you is not just for love, it is also the responsibility and mission entrusted to me by the Party Central Committee."

Minglou didn't say a word, just pressed his head deeply into her shoulder socket with red eyes, and rubbed it up and down attached.They hugged each other in silence for a long time, and the painful and suppressed guttural voice came out from her collarbone: "No, Man Chun, I can't allow it."

"You are congenitally deficient. Pregnancy and childbirth due to heartache are more dangerous than ordinary people. You must not go through life and death again! Manchun, as I said, I am enough in Shanghai. Promise senior brother this time, go back to the base area obediently, and be safe and sound." The child was born..."

"No, don't force me." She shook her head with tears in her eyes: "I am not under your command, and you have no right to order me to evacuate."

"Manchun, let me beg you, okay?"

He suddenly burst out uncontrollably: "Not for the child, but for me! Because I'm not strong enough to bear losing you, and I can't even think about the possibility. Man Chun, you don't know...don't know During these days I..."

He choked up, held her tightly and took a deep breath, whispering in a low voice on her neck: "I'm sorry, I'm selfish and cowardly. I'm really, really, I can't afford to take this risk."

Wang Manchun's whole body melted.I never thought that such a soft, begging for help, even with a bit of shameful selfishness, would come from this man who is as firm as steel, rational to the point of determination, close to God, always cold, self-sustaining and invincible.One word, one sentence, like gushes of hot magma, burning hot and painful in the atrium.

At this moment she knew that she had no choice.

The work they do means that emotions must be removed, calmness must be maintained at all times, and objective analysis must be thought through carefully.As a commissioner of the Central Committee, she can naturally insist on staying, but this will only increase Minglou's psychological burden, and increase the danger to him and the party organization.

"If, you must let me go," she gritted her teeth to suppress the tearing heartache:

"Then you have to promise me: No matter what happens in the future, unless Ah Cheng leaves by himself, let him follow you forever, and never force him away like this time."

Drops of water wet the collar, Ming Lou buried most of his face in her neck and nodded silently: "Okay, I agree."

The river wind in the middle of the night is always cold.The boat on the shore has been waiting for a long time.

"Manchun, it's getting late." Minglou wrapped her shawl tightly again, and rubbed her hands between his own.

"I was, well, prepared for my comeback."

Wang Manchun closed his eyes against the wind, and smiled unwillingly and helplessly: "I'm leaving now, and I'm afraid I won't have a chance to come back to you in the future."

"What are you talking about?" Minglou was slightly annoyed, and tightened his grip on her hand: "The War of Resistance must be won. I still owe you a wedding paperwork."

Wang Manchun held back tears, and suddenly felt that something was covered with a cold quilt on her finger. Looking down, in the dark night, the platinum wedding ring on her ring finger reflected a soft glow under the moonlight.

"Manchun, I know you don't care, but I, Minglou, will definitely welcome you into the door of Ming's house in a dignified manner in this life! Promise me, live well until victory, and wait for me to marry you."

"Okay, I'll wait." Wang Manchun nodded with tears in his eyes, "I'll wait as long as I want."

She thought for a while, but then took off the ring and handed it back to him: "But I won't accept it now. Senior Brother, I want you to keep it well, and remember that you owe it to me. No matter how difficult and desperate, you have to live, I'll wait for you to marry me with this ring!"

He hugged her tightly, so tight that he wanted to embed her in his body.

Lonely sails far and wide, and only the Yangtze River flows.

That night, the waves whimpered like weeping and complaining.Minglou looks across the river from the independent river until dawn.

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Note: BE warning!

Well, I confess, this postscript is the finale of Lou Chun that I originally planned.But first, I took everyone's emotions into consideration, and second, I wanted to continue writing other stories. After careful consideration, I decided to put it in the episode to form a whole.Here is a reminder: those who are unwell, please skip it by yourself, and we will not be responsible for mental loss.