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

On the same day that Minglou died, Wang Tianfeng, who had been drifting at sea for three days and nights, was rescued by fishermen from an unknown village along the coast of Fujian.Immediately, he was sent to the village soldier brigade as a Taiwan special suspect.That night, he was tortured to death.

"Uncle, the moon is so beautiful today."

"Ah."

"Uncle, this beach is so quiet."

"Ah."

"Not a single person."

"Ah."

"Uncle, this bag is getting heavier and heavier."

"Shut up and tug!"

"Uncle, I... my legs are weak..."

"You worthless, are you afraid? He is a Kuomintang spy from Taiwan, and he deserves his death!"

"But we should hand over the person to the Town Public Security Bureau, why, why did he get killed..."

"You elm head! Let me ask you, do you still want to marry your lame brother? Tsk tsk, look at this!"

"This... is this gold? Why is it so white?"

"It's either gold or silver! Let me tell you, I can tell at a glance that this pair of rings is valuable. Then, look, there are crooked foreign characters here. I'm sure it will be no problem to exchange for a hundred and ten catties of national food stamps!"

"Uncle, ours, isn't this plotting money and murder? We're going to be struck by lightning!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, you bastard? Your uncle is a dignified militia captain, a candidate for a party member! We have eradicated the enemy agents, which is a great contribution! Quick, tie a stone and push him into the sea."

"Uncle, I...I still feel a little nervous..."

"What are you afraid of? We are revolution! Mao/Chairman said that a revolution is a riot, a violent action, understand? You don't listen to what Mao/Chairman said? Hurry up, tie a stone!"

"Then, what about the other things? This letter, and this black scroll..."

"Fool, that's called film! Leave it alone, stuff it into your clothes and sink together!"

That night, everything was calm.

The moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the sea to its heart's content, illuminating the heavily bound stone body, and slowly sinking into the bottom of the water with the military deployment map of Kinmen and surrounding islands that his comrades in arms exchanged for their lives.

After a long time, a piece of paper gently floated up and unfolded on the surface of the water. The strong and unrestrained handwriting was clearly visible under the moonlight.

Manchun:

I have been exposed, and the person arrested should be on the way.Before sending the madman away, I hurriedly write this letter to you.In the past, Lin Juemin's "Letter to Wife" once made you cry and mourn. I hugged you and comforted you for a long time before coaxing you back.I don't want to say today, but I want to say goodbye to you forever with a final note!

I still remember the night of farewell by the river, the strong wind blowing your long hair, I held your hand tightly and couldn't bear to let go, the image of you smiling at me with tears in my eyes is still deeply imprinted in my mind, as clear as yesterday.Man Chun, I know the cruelty of asking you to leave me, and I also know that you obeyed against your will at that time, just to make me feel at ease and go into battle without burden.I promise to marry you with a ring when I win.Sad!Seventeen years later, I never had a chance to fulfill this wish!Have you ever regretted not insisting on returning to Shanghai with me?Will you blame me for not fulfilling a single promise to you?People, after all, can't go back.Let the lunatic bring this pair of rings back to you and accompany you instead of me!

Manchun, I'm sorry.I wanted you to be safe and stable in the base area to raise your baby and give birth, but Jiang/Jie/Shi's siblings broke their promises.Tired, you almost died in childbirth during the emergency breakout of the army, but I was enjoying the delicious food and wine in the sea of ​​singing and dancing.The head of No. [-] is as close to you as family, unfortunately, Wannan was killed.You are weak and helpless after giving birth, and you still have to bear the pain of bereavement. I can't do the slightest bit of responsibilities as a husband, and I can't accompany you to comfort and comfort Yin Yin Zhao Fu.When you were ordered in danger and resolutely left your three-month-old children to join the puppet government in North China to help Mingtai, I couldn't bear it, and I couldn't imagine your pain and strength.Manli later told me how many tears you shed secretly.How many times have you rescued Mingtai in distress when you went deep into the enemy's rear in Beiping!Manchun, I owe you too much, and I can't make up for it.Every time I think about it, my heart feels like a knife.Tears flow down my cheeks, unspeakable regret.

Clear and clear, I am 16 years old this year, and I have not fulfilled my responsibilities as a father for a day.The elder sister took care of the family in her early years, raised my brother through hard work, and in the end had to raise the youngest son for me.Manchun, I, Minglou, have admired the world all my life, but I have betrayed my sister, and I am even more ashamed of my beloved.can you forgive me

For all the grievances and injustices you encountered after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I have been writing materials to the organization to clarify your complaints.Manchun, don't despair!No one can erase the contributions and sacrifices you have made for the party and the country.Every step of creating a new world is groping, and mistakes will inevitably be made during this process.Every new system has its mature and perfect process.Promise me that no matter what the situation is, never doubt the faith we fought for, and never give up hope for a better tomorrow.Believe me, misunderstandings are always temporary.Believe in the people, one day they will see the truth clearly.You once said to me that the family and the country have no regrets.The greatest comfort and final redemption in life is not to be lonely in life and death.When you feel dark and alone, when the whole world has turned its back on you, remember that I am with you.And Ah Cheng, Man Li, Ming Tai... They are all here, and their home is also there.I will guard you in heaven and guard our home.

The world is safe and sound, and it is not responsible for the family and the country.Dearest of my heart, I will bear the covenant for the rest of my life, tired of waiting for you, wasting my time.Now, it's my turn to wait for you, okay?On Huangquan Road, beside the Naihe Bridge, I will wait for you to hold this pair of wedding rings, smile like a flower, and then call my senior brother to fall into my arms.You must not come here in a hurry, I am afraid that you will miss the scenery along the way.Manchun, my love, I said that we are one person.I haven't finished my journey, I haven't completed my career, and I haven't seen a peaceful and prosperous world. I hope you can take me and wait patiently.Waiting for the grievances to be redressed, get out of the prison, and see the river Qing Haiyan we bought with the blood of youthful love and life, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

Time is running out, and a few words are not enough to express my thoughts.But you know me deeply, so you don't need to say much.So farewell to treasure.Looking forward to the next life, the flowers will be under the moon, and the long-cherished wish of this life will be fulfilled.Hold hands and depend on each other, and accompany you forever.

On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month of the Dingyou year in Taipei, Minglou cursive script.

The sea water was swaying gently, and the elegant and handsome handwriting was gradually blurred, and it was finally indistinguishable.

The thin letter paper is like a withered leaf, floating and sinking with the waves, disappearing without a trace.

The author has something to say:

When the star appeared in the sky, you know I started to miss it again.How many loves can only be seen from afar, just like the moonlight shining on the sea.

When the star appeared in the sky, you know I started to miss it again.How many loves have no place to rest in this life, and what has changed in the dark.

The moonlight is like a spring breeze.

——Li Jian "If Love Has God's Will"