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As soon as Mingcheng turned around the intersection, he saw Minglou standing under a streetlight not far from home, with leather gloves in his hands, green smoke rising from his fingertips.

Ah Cheng knows that he generally does not smoke, unless he is socializing or staying up late, he does not drink or smoke.Then today he...

"Brother." He parked the car firmly in front of Minglou.

Minglou looked up at him, threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, crushed it out with his foot, and opened the co-pilot's door.

From Ah Cheng's point of view, it can be clearly seen that a lot of cigarette butts have fallen on the place where he is standing. Obviously, he has smoked since standing here.

Ah Cheng didn't ask him why he was in the co-pilot, and turned a key to start the car, but he stopped him: "Don't start the ignition yet."

He did so, turned off the ignition and stared at the steering wheel without saying a word.

He knew what Minglou was going to say.

The culprit was lying in his pocket, which still smelled of a woman.

He glanced at him quietly, and when he thought of the scene he had just seen, he felt a little panicked.

After a moment of silence, Minglou said: "Respond to the poisonous scorpion, the task has been completed very well."

"Yes." Ah Cheng replied as a subordinate.

"Reply to Guo Qiyun, transfer the radio station, Wang Manchun has already begun to suspect," Minglou continued, "Let him change a code book."

"Yes." Ah Cheng continued to respond.

Then the car fell silent again.Minglou opened the car window.

The winter night in Shanghai is cold and clear. The banyan tree above has lost all its leaves. From the front windshield, you can see the bare sky without even a single star.

Seeing that Minglou hadn't spoken for a long time, Ah Cheng turned his head slightly to look at him, only to find that his eldest brother frowned tightly, and a new cigarette was held between his fingers but was not lit.He didn't know what Minglou was thinking, if he was thinking about today's mission, then he should be happy.If he wants something else... then it's better for him to recruit himself.

"Brother." He took the initiative to speak, "I...".

"Give me the lighter." Ming Lou interrupted him, shaking the matchbox in his hand, it was already empty.Ah Cheng took out the lighter from his pocket, and reached out to light Minglou's cigarette.

"What do you want to say?" Minglou took a breath of cigarette, exhaled slowly, and turned to look at him.

"I like Miss Manchun." Ah Cheng said calmly.

As soon as the words were spoken, the blocked place in his heart seemed to be dredged.

Minglou obviously didn't expect Ah Cheng to say it so bluntly, paused for a moment with his smoking hand, and then flicked the ash out of the window.

"When did it start?" He also asked calmly.

"I don't know." Ah Cheng replied, "It may have been a long time ago, or it may have been after returning to China. Maybe it's because I've been in contact with him a lot, and I started to like it little by little."

"Indeed, a girl like her is easy to fall in love with." Ming Lou sighed.

Ah Cheng noticed that he used the word love, and a certain question came to his throat involuntarily.A question that he wanted to ask since he watched his elder brother walk out of the small ancestral hall in a mess, a question that Man Chun had asked him several times, but was always returned by him.

"Brother." He turned around eagerly, put one hand on the steering wheel, turned sideways, stared straight at Minglou, opened his mouth, and made up his mind for a long time before asking.

"Brother, do you love her?"

do you love that woman

Will you love that woman?

After so many years and so many things, can you still love her?

Killing her relatives and keeping her in the dark, this is what you said, love?

Minglou didn't speak, he smoked quietly, he smoked very hard, and within a short time there was only one cigarette butt left in his hand,

"Do you love her?" Ah Cheng asked again.

This time, his tone was no longer doubtful, but a thorough questioning.

He has raised Ah Cheng for nearly 20 years, and Ah Cheng never dared to speak to him in such a tone, and he always stood respectfully not far behind him.When he was studying, Ah Cheng would practice calligraphy on another table; when he was preparing lessons, Ah Cheng would read books not far away; when he was working, Ah Cheng would make all the preparations thoughtfully.

He regards this younger brother as a younger brother and a friend, and does not let Ah Cheng treat himself as his vassal.

He literally raised a child and raised him to be a normal, healthy youth with thoughts and beliefs of his own.

Now the child was sitting in the driver's seat, and in a questioning tone, he asked the question that had haunted him half his life for the girl who was supposed to be his wife.

What's wrong with Wang Manchun?

She was right, on the contrary, she was wonderful.

She is a lady from all walks of life, gentle, kind, and knowledgeable. She is well-read and independent-minded. She lives alone in Shanghai, goes to the military academy for training, and breaks out a world in her position.She was so strong that he couldn't believe it.

And it was not her fault from the beginning to the end, but she had to bear all the consequences.The crimes Wang Fuqu committed many years ago were enough to kill their love.

It happened to be her.He had so many choices when he was young, and finally there was one that he could give wholeheartedly to, but it happened to be the one that shouldn't be chosen.

Of course he loved her, and when he fell in love, he was beaten for her. For a moment, when he looked into her tearful eyes, the thought of elopement flashed across his mind.He was willing to be rebellious, but he was overwhelmed by the rationality in his heart.

What about love?Love is dead.

Under the crushing of his reason, under the pressure of his eldest sister, and on the long road of faith, the innocent 16-year-old Man Chun, and the elegant and charming 23-year-old Man Chun are all forced by the endless pressure on him. , left his heart.

He doesn't love her anymore.

As early as when he knew that he had to make a choice, he had already put her in the most humble position.He is not the young man who can give up everything for love.

He is Minglou.

"Brother!" Ah Cheng frowned, gritted his teeth and called him.

The fireworks in the distance began to bloom, and the New Year was coming. The colorful fireworks illuminated the cold night sky, making the whole world lively, and they finally got rid of the deadlock of silence.

"Brother, if you still love her, I will stop my mission immediately." Ah Cheng said slowly, as if his heart was torn apart: "But... I just want to ask for her, no mission, no identity, will you love her?" her?"

Minglou stubbed out the cigarette butt.

"Ah Cheng." He said in a low voice, "Emotions are not a game."

"I didn't treat it as a game." Ah Cheng said.

"It's not something that can be stopped casually after playing." Minglou ignored him and continued.

He saw his younger brother's eyes twinkle in the fireworks.

"I loved her once." He said, "But it's been ten years, and no matter how deep the relationship is, it has long since been wiped out." Ming Lou smiled, "I'm not that young man anymore."

He threw the cigarette butt out the car window and put on gloves.

"Let's continue with the task." He seemed to answer relaxedly, "Let's go home, my eldest sister has to wait, and today's grand opening, let's celebrate."

Ash didn't speak.

He also ignored.

"Have you bought the fireworks?" He asked Cheng.

"I bought it." Ah Cheng said in a muffled voice.

He could hear his aggrieved, so he rubbed his untidy hair: "Silly boy."

"Let's go, Mingtai should be back."

"Yes."

Where is home?

There are countless delicacies, lights that cannot be extinguished, and loved ones.

He dare not have.He didn't dare to hope too much.

He knows that everyone in the family is walking on the cliff, and if they don't pay attention, they will fall into the abyss, and the only rope is only him. At the most critical time, he will use his own strength to save these most important people.

So he can't be distracted.

Now that the mission has begun, let it continue.

The author has something to say:

Transitional chapter, but necessary

Many people on lof say that Brother Lou is a scumbag. In fact, Brother Lou is the one who bears the most. You can’t call him a scum just because he doesn’t love Man Chun. of

So, now, he handed over Man Chun to Ah Cheng

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