Daily life of Haicheng couple

Living in troubled times, not only worrying about firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, but also worrying about his own life, and even more afraid of the oppression of the common people by the puppet Wang puppet and the Japanese army, how can I fight against it?Bicheng is more and more able to understand what is contained in the expectation of "the present world is stable and the years are quiet and good".

She hopes to wake up from Tang Shanhai's arms every day, and see him smiling and saying, "Bicheng, breakfast is ready." Every day, she can see the sun rising from the east, and every day what they do The efforts have paid off.

Because it cannot catch fate, so you should cherish what you can catch.

"Bicheng, it's time for breakfast." Seeing Bicheng waking up but lying on the bed looking at himself, Tang Shanhai asked, "Can you go to work? How about I ask you for a few more days off?"

Bicheng shook her head again and again, she sat up from the bed, looked at Tang Shanhai, "No need, I'm going to work."

Tang Shanhai understood Bicheng's character a little bit, as long as it was harmless, he would not force her. It turned out that slowly, he also learned to make some concessions, which he could not imagine before.

"Your favorite little ravioli."

Seeing the crystal-clear wontons sprinkled with dried shrimps and green onions, and sitting next to her lover, Bicheng was very happy, and hoped that such days would never end.

Bicheng also didn't realize that her requirements for happiness became more and more simple.

After going out, Bicheng and Tang Shanhai realized that it was raining lightly. Tang Shanhai hurried back home to get an umbrella, while Bicheng was waiting under the eaves at the door. She looked at the raindrops falling from the sky. She always hated rainy days Didn't feel bored at all.

Tang Shanhai held the umbrella in his left hand, and held the petite Bicheng in his arms with his right arm.

Bicheng raised his head slightly to look up at Tang Shanhai, and smiled imperceptibly, but was caught by Tang Shanhai, who was as careful as dust, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Bicheng sat in the co-pilot, shook his head, and refused to say what was in his heart.

Tang Shanhai did not continue to ask, which made Bicheng feel a little unhappy. She pouted and did not speak. During the driving process, Tang Shanhai noticed that Bicheng looked at him intentionally or unintentionally several times, as if he wanted to speak. end.

"Bicheng, what do you want to say to me?"

Bicheng pursed her lips, lowered her head and whispered, "Why didn't you ask me what I was laughing at just now?"

"If you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

After saying this, Bicheng didn't feel that Tang Shanhai was considerate, on the contrary, he was even more unhappy. Tang Shanhai frowned and thought, did she actually want to ask herself?

"Then what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing...ah!"

Suddenly a bullet passed through the neck of the front window and flew towards Bicheng. Tang Shanhai quickly threw Bicheng down. Seeing this, the murderer raised his gun and shot Bicheng. Tang Shanhai let Bicheng squat in the passenger seat, while He drove away in a hurry.

After a series of gunshots, Tang Shanhai and Bicheng finally escaped. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief. After stopping in front of the operation office building, Tang Shanhai got out of the car to look at Bicheng who was in the passenger seat. Crouching under the co-pilot seat, she raised her head when she heard Tang Shanhai calling her.

Her face was pale, and her eyes were full of fear, "Shanhai."

Tang Shanhai carried Bicheng out, patted the trembling Bicheng with his left hand, and comforted softly, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Shanhai, I'm so scared." Bicheng felt that Tang Shanhai was like her safe haven at this time, she just wanted to hide in his arms, instead of recalling the horrific gunshots before.

"It's okay, I'm by your side, don't be afraid."

The sky was still drizzling, and Tang Shanhai's hair was covered with rain, some of his hair was messy, some of which were still drooping with drops of water, his lips were a little white, and his eyes gradually became a little blurred.

"Mountain and sea..."

Tang Shanhai suddenly leaned weakly on Bicheng's shoulder, closed his eyes, pursed his lips lightly, and slowly dripped dark red blood from his right hand, dripping on the ground, turning into a puddle with the rain.

"Shan Hai... help! Is there anyone? Help, Shan Hai, wake up."

Bicheng was crying, her mind went blank, she only thought about Tang Shanhai who had injured her right arm and the dark red blood in front of her.

People from the operation department came out to help, Chen Shen drove Tang Shanhai to the hospital for treatment, and Bicheng kept holding Tang Shanhai's wound with a handkerchief to prevent him from bleeding too much.

"Hurry up!" Bicheng yelled in pain.

Chen Shen looked at the woman he once loved the most now only had her husband in his eyes, and felt really uncomfortable.

Bicheng didn't care what Chen Shen was thinking, she just wanted to see that Tang Shanhai was safe and sound, the two of them still had a lot to say and a lot to do, and he absolutely couldn't die because of it.

Absolutely not.

"Bicheng, sit down for a while, Tang Shanhai only injured his arm, and his life is not in danger." Chen Shen persuaded the worried Bicheng standing there walking up and down.

Bicheng glanced at Chen Shen, but ignored him.

A few hours later, Tang Shanhai's operation was finally completed. The sweaty doctor came out and was surprised when he saw Bicheng. Ah, not long after the wife was discharged from the hospital, the husband was shot again?

"Doctor, is he okay, is his arm okay?" Bicheng asked quickly.

The doctor adjusted his glasses and said, "He is not life-threatening, but the wound on his arm is a gunshot wound. The condition is very serious. If he does not seek medical treatment in time, he may lose too much blood and die."

Seeing that he seemed to have frightened Bicheng, Dr. Liu said again, "Fortunately, the operation was a success. If there is no accident, his arm is still as flexible as before."

Only then did Bicheng feel relieved.

When he saw Tang Shanhai, he was lying on the bed and fell asleep, his arms were bandaged, and Bicheng burst into tears when he saw him.

She herself was not so sad when she was shot by Zhou Li, but looking at Tang Shanhai lying on the bed, she wished that he was the one who was injured.

Tang Shanhai woke up earlier, but it was midnight when he woke up. Bicheng fell asleep lying on the bedside just like he did last time. In the dream, someone chased her with a gun all the time. She soaked for a long time until she was exhausted. And that man suddenly appeared in front of her, pointing a gun at her forehead.

"Help!"

Bicheng was startled awake, and Tang Shanhai was woken up by the way.

"Bicheng?"

"Shanhai, you finally woke up, what's wrong with you? I'll call the doctor!"

Tang Shanhai called Bicheng to stop, and said in a low voice, "I want to go to the bathroom."

After helping Tang Shanhai to finish the toilet, Bi Cheng's cheeks were flushed.

To be honest, Tang Shanhai was also a little embarrassed, after all, no one understood better than him the embarrassment of the pants not slipping down firmly.

And the current appearance is very inconsistent with his status as a gentleman.

"Don't worry, after 40 to [-] years, you will still need me to lift your pants." Bicheng "comforted" Tang Shanhai in a timely manner.

After listening to Tang Shanhai, he felt that life was even more hopeless.

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