Mr. Tan, I heard that you used to love me

Even so, the layout of Minglou is still orderly.On the eve of New Year's Eve, under his arrangement, Wang Fuqu, a high-level core member of the Wang puppet government, was assassinated at home, and his death was reported to the world.

On the one hand, he pretended to comfort the sad and crying Wang Manchun, but in his heart he was ruthless with revenge.

Back then, Wang Manchun's uncle, Wang Fuqu, conspired with the Japanese for financial gain and set a trap to kill Mingjing Minglou's father.After Ming Jing took charge of the family, he was threatened and lured by him, intending to swallow the Ming family's property.

Over the years, Wang Fuqu's wolf ambition has not diminished.

Now, Mingtai slays the enemy with his hands, which can be regarded as a comfort to my father's spirit in heaven.

On the night of New Year's Eve, not only the two brothers Mingcheng and Minglou, but also Mingtai, who had been away on missions for a long time, returned home.The four siblings of the Ming family reunited together.

Of course, Mingtai is also curious about the extra Jiang Shubai.

A few juniors got playful and begged for red envelopes from Ming Spiegel.She smiled and divided them one by one: "Everyone has a share." Then when it was allocated to Mingtai, it was given to the biggest one.

Minglou also asked the servant to bring the gift he had prepared, "Sister, you have it too."

"I have a share?" Ming Jing was surprised, and then smiled and said a few festive and auspicious words.

The good girl Jiang Shubai raised her hand: "Sister, I have also prepared some small gifts for everyone." She ran upstairs and distributed the wrapped gift boxes she bought last time to several people present.

Mingtai didn't expect her to reserve his share, so he smiled: "Thank you."

Touching the top of her hair happily, Ming Jing kept saying 'Girls are caring'.Jiang Shubai blinked at Minglou at the opposite table—look, it's the same differential treatment for giving gifts.

He laughed and shook his head.

This happy atmosphere continued to the dinner table. The family had a New Year's Eve dinner, drinking and drinking, very happy.However, at this time Mingtai suddenly put forward a request to listen to the opera, and ordered Minglou to sing the play "Su Wu Shepherd".

As soon as his words fell, everyone present was stunned, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

Minglou looked at his youngest brother, and his face darkened.

—Of course he knows what Mingtai means.

He was dissatisfied with Minglou's appointment as an official in the Wang puppet government, and used the song "Su Wu shepherds sheep" to ridicule his elder brother Minglou for admitting that a thief is his father.

"This..." Eldest sister Ming Jing looked at both sides, her palms and backs were full of flesh, "How about, Minglou, if your brother wants to hear it, you can sing a short song for him?"

After saying that, Jiang Shubai, the only outsider in the room, deeply felt that Mingjing's love for Mingtai was really as pampering as the outside world said.

However, as an insider, she felt worthless for that deep and introverted man.

——Those who sneak in the dark righteousness have already suffered a lot of criticism. If even their relatives question it, how should they deal with themselves?

After pondering, she said: "Mingtai, why don't you let me sing a play for you."

"You can sing?" Mingtai was surprised.

"Of course, at a professional level." Standing up and blinking secretly at Minglou who was also looking over, she turned around and walked to the center of the hall, twisting her hands sideways and singing: "The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind blows..." The song was sung by King Gou Jian of Yue. story.

Every step of the way is just for the day when the country becomes a great cause.

The singing is melodious and clear.Every gesture is full of drama.

Everyone's minds were attracted, and they were infatuated for a while.

Only the eldest son of Ming who was sitting on the left——his eyes did not move away from the woman, and a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes.

The small turmoil at the dinner table was resolved in this way.

After the banquet, several people went back to their rooms.

In the study on the second floor, the room was completely dark.Minglou sat on a soft leather bench, smoking a cigar, dotted with sporadic flames.

Through the exposed window sill, he saw the woman in an overcoat walking out with a bucket.

Without thinking about it, he suddenly got up and went out to follow.

The woman walked out of the gate of the Ming family and stopped by the arch bridge not far away.Bending down and writhing about something.

"what are you doing?"

The sudden sound behind her startled her, and when she saw Minglou apologized, she said softly, "I'm sorry for shocking you."

"……fine."

The buckets of things were actually fireworks.

"If you want to set off fireworks, all you need to do is tell me and Mingcheng, and we will definitely help you." In front of her, he seemed to always be the image of a gentle big brother.

"Okay, come on." As she spoke, she stood far away and waved to him, "Hurry up." It was a matter of course.

"Little bastard." He couldn't help shaking his head.

Fireworks are lit, and the dark night is illuminated, like a grand starlight.

She sighed: "It's so beautiful... Although it only blooms for a moment, it stays in people's hearts forever, isn't it?" She stared sideways and sighed with lowered eyebrows, and asked abruptly, "Can you tell me your name?"

"scare?"

"Jiang Shubai is just a stage name, I want to know your real name."

In the night, his expression was particularly serious.

For a moment, his figure overlapped with another person.She repeated in a trance: "My... name?"

Jiang Shubai is her stage name and the unified code name of "them".

As for her real name, no one has cared about her since that person died.

Slowly let out a breath.

——"...Luo Rou, my name is Luo Rou." Before entering the military special training camp, her name.

Suddenly the man hugged her into his arms, "Um..." Resisting the instinct to fight back, she froze.A big hand caressed warmly on her head, and the master in her embrace let her go after half a minute.

She raised her eyes, only to see the thin lips of the man in front of her slightly parted——

"Hello, Luo Rou, it's the first time we meet."

The man smiled slightly, his eyes were full of her reflection, "And... Happy New Year, Luo Rou."

She stayed there for a while before she came back to her senses, and then she responded awkwardly: "...Well, you too... Happy New Year, Brother Minglou."

"This is for you." He took out a Chinese knot from his pocket, "New Year's gift, the custom in our hometown over there, is to give a gift to the first person who congratulates each other after New Year's Eve."

"Thank you." He accepted it with a very happy look.

She hesitated to speak, but in the end she held back—in fact, you don’t need to put it in the clothes on your chest like a baby, because it was given away for free when I drew lots for incense...

After the fireworks were over, the two stood on the bridge porch and chatted. Minglou had always been the leader of the topic, and took the initiative to chat about the beautiful memories of studying in Paris.

Seeing the woman's heartfelt intentions, he suggested tactfully: "After the war is over, we can go to Paris and take you to the places I have been, to browse various European and American architectural landmarks, and to appreciate the romantic style of Parisians..." It's just At present, not only China, but even European and American powers are involved in the vortex of war, and the country has fallen...

She nodded, "Okay, let's make an agreement." If they really survived to the end of the war, she, a blade made for war, could have hope after losing its target.

It's almost time... Minglou looked at his watch.The minute hand is now close to zero——

'Beep, beep, beep...'

The hands coincide.

In the distance, clusters of fireworks bloomed in the sky, that is, people are celebrating the arrival of the new year.Even if the nation is suffering, people still will not lose their courage and give up hope of resistance.

Under the light curtain of the sky, beside her, she closed her eyes and made a wish with her palms together: "I hope that God will bless me in Greater China, protect the integrity of our land and the well-being of the people, be the vanguard against foreign enemies, and expel the Tartars as soon as possible..."

——The country is on the verge of survival, and our generation can only be desperate.

As if there was only her whispering voice in the world, Minglou's heart was very peaceful.To him, she was both a calamity and a fate.

"Yes, the light will come eventually." He looked at the distant star curtain with his hands behind his back, and she saw in him a domineering arrogance and an indomitable spirit of the nation.

——A real pretender who dares to sacrifice everything for the country.

They are willing to sacrifice their lives, bear the reputation of traitors and traitors, live in the dark and face all dangers, even if they hurt the person they love most in their hearts, they must be worthy of the mountains and rivers under their feet.

...respectable and admirable.

The next day she submitted her resignation to Ding Spiegel, explaining that the Meiyuan Opera troupe needed her to support the show, and she should not be absent for too long.

Without saying goodbye to the others, she left with only one suitcase.how to come how to go.

"Brother..." You just let her go?

Mingcheng was a little anxious, after all, it was the first time in so many years that he saw Minglou had someone he cared about besides his family.

The man raised his hand to interrupt his unfinished words, "Now that the country is in crisis and the mountains and rivers are broken, there is no room for the slightest love between children."

As an absolute leader and planning organizer, Minglou requires himself to be as firm as a rock, and all inner doubts, contradictions and difficult choices are hidden deep in his heart.He is the eldest brother in the family who has never been spoiled by others. When he is alone in the dead of night, his mind will turn back and forth.

He is the undoubted support of everyone, and this is the responsibility and obligation he must shoulder.When the brain is spinning at a high speed with thousands of ideas, he must abandon emotions and hesitation to reach the goal directly.What can support him can only be strong inner strength, firm belief, responsibility to save the country and the people, and the belief in victory.

He can only continue to pretend.Until the day when the clouds clear.

……

Luo Rou's trip back this time is also for the deployment of the following work.

The explosion of the Sakura, the massacre on New Year's Eve, and Black Friday on the 76th.

The Japanese military and the Wang puppet government suffered setbacks one after another. They ordered a thorough investigation of where the mastermind of this series was lurking.

During this period, Luo Rou was in the dark, and Minglou was in the light.The two exchanged secret telegrams, and every task cooperated seamlessly.

In the end, there was only one person left on Luorou's assassination list—Yoko Nantian.

They planned a bold and aggressive plan, using Mingcheng as the bait, to lure Nantian Yoko into the game.

This time the operation code-named 'hunting'.

Three groups of people under Minglou dispatched to cooperate with the plan, but Luo Rou was the one who executed the last blow.

At the moment when she shot Yoko Nantian in the head with a shot tens of meters away, and the blood bloomed, the feeling of reluctance gradually spread in her heart...

She has to leave.Beiping Station needs her support.

Furthermore, once Yoko Nantian died, the Japanese side would definitely be full of disturbances, and Luo Rou had to take advantage of the chaos and leave as soon as possible.

The theater troupe left Shanghai and returned to Peiping a week ago.She was the only one following, standing at the port pier, she turned around and stared at the black car parked not far away for a long time.

That's his car.

The car door was pushed open, a foot stretched out, and the military boot stepped on the ground.

He met her eyes.

Ming Lou walked towards her, and finally stopped a few steps away.

"Take care and have a good trip," he said.

"Okay, you have to remember what you said," Luo Rou said with a rare demure and gentle smile, "When the war is over, we will make an appointment to go to Paris together to see the most beautiful scenery in your eyes." Therefore, you can't die, you have to live.

After understanding what she meant, Ming Lou smiled tolerantly and tenderly: "Okay, I'll wait for you." Then we went together.

She picked up the suitcase, turned around and started walking, and suddenly turned around in the middle of the walk, with tears in her eyes.

Silently say - goodbye.

If you say goodbye, you will miss this life.

When the world is in chaos, we begin to identify heroes.

Time flies like water, he continued to lurk on the front line and became a hidden nail in the party organization.On the bright side, they are dealing with people from all walks of life, and the chains are covering each other. The execution of the "dead time plan" has pushed the turning fate of several people to the peak——

Mingtai's persecution and suspended animation; elder sister's reprimand and misunderstanding...

Ming Lou could only endure the distress and guilt towards his family under the double pressure of the Japanese's suspicious surveillance and the completion of the "Death Plan".

——Emotion and disguise, true and false.When a person walks hard along the chosen path according to his own beliefs, abandons his inner needs, and disguises his true feelings to cover up his actions and goals, his inner strength has reached the extreme.

With the great victory in the third war zone, the dawn of darkness finally came.

On August 1945, 5, Japan announced its unconditional surrender.

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party temporarily reached negotiations for a peace agreement.

Minglou's identity has changed from a traitor and a former high-ranking official of the Wang Puppet Government to a double-faced spy of the two parties.Mingcheng is still on the side to assist, Mingtai turns to underground workers on the Beiping Line, and Mingjing, the helm of the Ming family, has passed away.

For this reason, he shouldered the responsibility of the Ming family, never forgetting the teachings of his ancestors, and protecting the survival of the family as his first responsibility.

Occasionally when he is busy, he will think of the girl with bright and big eyes, and miss the warm reunion in the old Ming family building.

Since that day, he has lost track of all traces of her.

Later, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party broke up, and he once again shouldered the heavy responsibility.

Until he inadvertently flipped through the roster of the military commander's sacrificed spies by a coincidence——Luo Rou's name was on the list.

She died in the battle before the victory of the Anti-Japanese War.In the end, I couldn't see the dawn with my own eyes.

When the organization found her body, her face was beyond recognition.

It's hard to imagine how decisive a beauty-loving person would be to draw a few deep knife marks on his face.

——She can't reveal the identity of 'Jiang Shubai', once she dies—naturally someone in the organization will take her place, continue to play the role of 'Jiang Shubai', and carry out various secret missions.

No wonder she had a nearly perfect alibi when those high-ranking Japanese officials died.Everyone in the troupe may be 'Jiang Shubai'.

"Luo Rou, my name is Luo Rou." The woman's voice and appearance seemed to be still in front of her eyes.

Minglou propped his face with one hand, and smiled softly.No one could see clearly the true emotion on his face under the cover.

In the left pocket, the Chinese knot she gave has been hidden.Whether faded or old.Always a gift from her.

It's just that they were born in the wrong era.

Paris, after all, will never be able to go in this life.

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The author has something to say:

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Let everyone wait for a long time, changed and changed, and finally this version~ The next chapter will return to the main story, well, little angels, you are coming back soon, the TAT comment area is already unbearably cold...

Congratulations to Mr. Tan and Queen Luo for another tragedy!Applause scattered flowers!

Thank you, Meng Xiaopo by the Naihe Bridge, for the reward of a grenade!