The Pretender--Liang Yan Dangshuanggui

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Minglou Mingcheng and Wang Manchun were considered meritorious ministers in Shanghai. Although his whereabouts were exposed, he was invited and treated favorably by all parties after he came to Chongqing.I thought that there would be new tasks after staying for a while, but I didn't expect that they would stay until April of 45 under the insistence of the Military Command Headquarters.

Successive victories in the European battlefield undoubtedly gave a boost to the domestic situation of the war of resistance. Wang Manchun sometimes looked at the land being recovered step by step, and felt that he had had a beautiful dream, but now this dream is true.The only connection of the Ming family in Chongqing is Minglou's mother's family. The three of Minglou have been living in the apartment provided by the Zhao family. I often accompany him to visit various bookstores and second-hand bookstalls, but I found many good books that are about to be out of print.When he got home, Minglou remade the cover and put the book in the small bookcase newly bought in Chongqing.Every time Mingtai comes over, he always sighs that his eldest brother is still suitable to be a scholar, and loves books like his life.

After visiting various old bookstalls, I reconnected with the organization by mistake.As soon as the silent order was lifted, Ming Lou and Ah Cheng immediately became busy again, but this busyness did not last for a long time.

Dai Li finally figured out where to send Ming Lou.After the death of U.S. President Roosevelt, Truman came to power, and the U.S. part of the Military Command Bureau urgently needed the injection of fresh blood.After several months of operation, coupled with Minglou's teaching experience in Paris as a guarantee, Minglou received an invitation letter from New York University, asking him to be a professor of economics.

"It seems that you don't know about this yet." Yuyang Bookstore is one of the contact points in Chongqing. This was discovered by Wang Manchun and Minglou by accident. The shopkeeper Xu in front of him is a high-level contact person in Chongqing.

"Mr. Ming's invitation letter to the United States this time, it is said that some efforts have been made within the organization." Shopkeeper Xu spoke to Wang Manchun slowly with round eyes.

Wang Manchun came here only after hearing about the radio mission yesterday, "Going to the United States?"

Shopkeeper Xu nodded.

"All three of us going?" Wang Manchun asked.

"Yes." Shopkeeper Xu took off his eyes, picked up a piece of the gown, and wiped it. "The organization means that Mr. Ming is also well-known in the international economy, and he is active as a university professor in the United States. Whatever the situation, we need diplomatic talent and funding for our activities in the United States."

Wang Manchun lowered his eyes, and probably understood what it meant.In Wang Manchun's head, she always believed that one side, the KMT and the Communist Party, would eventually win an absolute victory. She hoped that it would be the red victory.She is inside the Military Control Bureau and has a deep understanding of corruption within the KMT.When the country is in crisis, soldiers carry guns and go forward with flesh and blood, spies are going through life and death to inquire about news, while some high-ranking officials are happy with wine and gold bars.

"The organization will send you another person."

"Or two lines?"

"Two lines. Mr. Ming's side should be completely hidden."

"Can you give me the information?"

"I don't know about this either. Newcomers will contact you individually."

Wang Manchun was silent for a while, then took out a piece of paper from the small bag, "I will tell them the organization's decision, this is today's book list, I will pick it up tomorrow."

Shopkeeper Xu nodded first and sent her out.

When Wang Manchun pushed the door and entered, Minglou was looking at a piece of paper under the lamp, and the edge of the paper had been pinched a little wrinkled by him.Seeing her walk in, Ming Lou quickly stood up and pulled her to sit on the sofa, moving gently, as if afraid of hurting her.

"You know?" Wang Manchun knew what he was thinking just by looking at him, "I was thinking of telling you tonight, but I didn't expect you to see it yourself."

She has always been very clear about her body, and yesterday she asked Yu Manli to accompany her to the hospital for an examination.

Minglou pouted, thinking of Mingtai's so-called congratulatory phone call in the afternoon, "Yu Manli didn't control herself, and she didn't control Mingtai's mouth either. That kid was showing me that he was going to be an uncle this afternoon."

"You father is jealous of wanting to be an uncle?" Wang Manchun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she leaned back into Minglou's arms, and touched her belly with her hands, "This kid really knows how to choose his time."

Minglou smiled like this, "That's it." The child chose such a relatively safe time to come, and he was very proud of being a father.

"Where is Ah Cheng?"

"I'll ask him to buy you something you like to eat, and send a telegram to Eldest Sister by the way."

"You can't wait to tell the world."

"That is."

Wang Manchun bumped Minglou's ribs with his elbow, "I'll tell you business." After speaking, he sat up from Minglou's arms.

She told Minglou about the afternoon's affairs in detail, "The organizational meaning is to act as a liaison in the United States to prepare for future diplomatic activities."

"Director Dai means that I should be in charge of the U.S. military control station, and only be responsible to him." Minglou said to Wang Manchun.

Wang Manchun sat closer to him, and asked him in a low voice, "Tell the truth, but about the United States, are you working there?"

Minglou looked at her with an expression that you still know me, "You and I both know that Jiang Zhongzheng hopes that the Nationalist Party will dominate and control the whole of China. Last year, he kept digging out people who were lurking in the Central Command and the Military Command. There is no mercy at all. From this point of view, it will take several years before the country is completely peaceful."

Wang Manchun agrees with Minglou's point of view, and the family is safe and stable abroad, and their contribution to the organization is not small.

"I originally thought about whether I should stay by myself and send you out first." As soon as Wang Manchun said this, he subconsciously grabbed Minglou's hand, and Minglou smiled, "It seems that I am still very prescient of."

He took Wang Manchun into his arms, and waited for her to find a comfortable position after rubbing against her. He played with her hair with his hands. His wife and his home were all in his arms.

When Ah Cheng came in, he saw the two clinging to each other, coughed lightly, and walked to the dining table to set out Wang Manchun's favorite snacks and side dishes.After finishing it, he walked up to Wang Manchun, "Sister-in-law, there is someone you want to see." The tone of the statement caused Wang Manchun to be confused. Who do you want to see in Chongqing?

Ah Cheng walked to the door and opened it, and a person walked in.The apricot-colored cheongsam was wearing a windbreaker, and he was carrying a small suitcase in his hand. The brass buckle was shining a little under the light of the porch.This outfit is very suitable for the weather in Chongqing.

Minglou had already sat upright on the sofa, raised his eyebrows to look at the person who came, "Miss Yuan." Picking up the eyes on the coffee table, he called Ah Cheng to the study room, leaving room for Wang Manchun and Yuan Yuan.

Wang Manchun stood up from the sofa and led Yuan Yuan to the small reception hall next to him.

"Sit down." She said to Yuan Yuan.

The box made a dull sound when it was placed on the wooden floor, and Yuan Yuan sat down opposite Wang Manchun.

Wang Manchun thought for a while, "Have you read the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic?"

"This is the foundation, so it is natural to study it carefully."

"The right way is to learn the basics well."

"I do have a copy of the Yellow Emperor's Foreign Classics here. I wonder if you are interested."

"Cultivate both internally and externally?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to complement each other."

Not a word is bad, Wang Manchun smiled, "It's routine."

"I know."

"I didn't expect you to come to help me. It seems that you should have grown a lot in the past two years." Wang Manchun tapped his fingers on the table, as if he was thinking about what to say, "Ah Cheng said you were in Yan'an? "

"Yes, I have been in Yan'an for the past two years."

"The higher-ups asked you to come here because of the higher-level considerations. What is your task?"

"I will go to the United States one month after you set off to study at New York University, assist with work, and be in charge of liaison."

Wang Manchun nodded, stood up and stretched out his hand, "We are destined to be destined, I still want to tell you a happy cooperation."

"Thank you." Yuan Yuan said.

Things went smoothly, and the time to go to the United States was much earlier. In the middle of May, they stood on the territory of the United States.Mingtai had a special status, and Minglou basically gave him all the personal power he could mobilize. If something happened to him in Chongqing, these people would also be able to make him escape unscathed.The three of them sent all the books over in half a month and bought some Chongqing specialties, but they couldn't go back to Shanghai. Minglou lamented that he couldn't bring the authentic snacks that his elder sister liked to eat.

It was a sunny day when they arrived, Wang Manchun followed Minglou out, the sun was shining on them.Ming Jing came to pick him up at the airport and gave Minglou a long hug.Ah Cheng stood beside them with a soothing smile on his face.

☆、Minglou Fanwai

The author has something to say: This can be a knife. . .It can also be a piece of sugar. . .

A dream in a dream, Pirates of Dreams

Ming Lou

The loneliness I fear has never been the nothingness in my nightmare, but your refusal to enter my dream.

The sound can be heard in a trance.

"Brother hasn't woken up yet?" It was Mingtai.

"Shhh, let big brother sleep a little longer, I finally fell asleep." It was Ah Cheng.

In a trance, he fell into a dream again.

Who is that?

Wearing a retro wedding dress, pure white, clean, cuffs decorated with lace.Her hair was coiled up high, and she was studded with trinkets of pearls, and her earrings were all made of pearls.

White bouquet, held in one hand.

Just a back view, why can I feel sad.

I don't know where the music I thought of was actually a wedding march.The woman turned around with a smile reaching her eyes.

It was Wang Manchun.

For what seemed like a split second, she walked up to him and took his arm.

"Brother?" She tilted her head and called him with a smile.

He looked at her, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the clothes on his body had also changed into a wedding dress.

It turned out to be their wedding, just the two of them.

I don't know when I have a pair of rings in my pocket. They are not gorgeous, but they are simple and chic.

"I would," she said.

"I would," he said.

Holding the ring in her hand, putting it on her fingertips, and slowly pushing it to the root of her finger, she was still smiling slightly, very happy.Infected, he couldn't help laughing, very happy.

The gunshot rang out suddenly, but only one person fell down.

Blood was blooming on her pure white dress.

"No!" Ming Lou seemed to be able to see the shock and heartache in his eyes.

She was in his arms, speechless, her breathing and heartbeat gradually stopped, and her eyes were closed.She could no longer hear his voice calling her.

Minglou buried his head on her shoulder and neck, and seemed to be able to feel a little warmth.Tears streamed down her face and seeped into her hair.

Why not kill him too!

"Manchun!" Minglou struggled to wake up from the dream.Look around, this is their house in Paris, where they came after the war.

You can still hear the voice of Mingtai talking to Ah Cheng outside.

"Today is Wang Manchun's birthday. If the elder brother is back to normal, then I have to worry." It was Ah Cheng who spoke.

Minglou got up from the bed, looked at the calendar on the small table, today's day was heavily circled.

"Happy birthday." He said, even though there was no one in front of him, he thought about the dream just now, "Manchun, thank you for coming to see me."

The loneliness I fear has never been the nothingness in my nightmare, but your refusal to enter my dream.

A sense of dizziness hit.

New York State, USA.

Minglou woke up from the bed, and there was a faint light around him.He grabbed the alarm clock next to the bed, it was just before six o'clock.The people around him breathed steadily and frowned visibly when they heard his movement.

What kind of dream is this!

Minglou frowned as he thought, took the person beside him into his arms, and kissed her forehead.

Unexpectedly, Wang Manchun groaned and woke up.

"What's wrong?" Minglou asked her.

Wang Manchun pulled his hand to her swollen abdomen, Minglou felt something touching his palm, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

"You woke up so early, and the baby couldn't sleep well." Wang Manchun's voice was still sleepy.

Minglou kissed her again and laughed out loud, "It's my fault."

☆、Wang Tianfeng Extra Story

The author has something to say: Oh, do you still remember the jade pendant that was robbed and rubbed? It was around that time

I feel like writing collapsed, /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Wang Tianfeng

The English black tea on the opposite seat was already completely cold. The man didn't add much milk, and the rest was in the small cup beside him, which seemed a little hardened.

Compared with such a beautifully designed coffee shop, drinking a cup of authentic English black tea and eating a piece of dark chocolate bittersweet dessert, Wang Tianfeng's military career makes him prefer a glass of wine, a thorough conversation, rather than Like just now, facing this side, after a long time, it is difficult to even say a word of greeting.

How many years have we not seen each other?

Wang Tianfeng calculated silently in his heart.

In the years when he was partnering with Minglou, he could often see her photos; during the two years in Shanghai, he could occasionally see her figure from a distance; Find her in the crowd.

It seems that in his eyes, except for her, the whole world is black and white.When color jumped into his eyes, he found her.

Wang Tianfeng really wants to explain that the mirror is no different from many years ago, but he seems to have discovered many differences.

Time has never favored anyone.

Like him, during these long years, he clinging to the belief in his heart, but he couldn't stop the imprint that the tide of time carved on him.That radical and crazy progressive student on Shanghai Beach has learned too many things, seen too many deaths, killed too many people, and remembered too many losses.

For example, she, the bright mirror in his memory, has long grown into a tenacious flower on the cliff during these years of suffering. After experiencing so many winds and rains, it still blooms there, strong and elegant.The bright girl who wore high clothes and proudly smiled with her head held high has finally grown into a head of the family.

The meeting was an accident, an accident that he did not expect.

The Japanese spies in Hong Kong were looking into the mirror and had some results, which made him restless.He found many reasons for himself, persuading himself that no matter whether it was for the overall situation of the Anti-Japanese War or Minglou, Mingjing should not have any accidents.It was an unplanned action, and the tail left was caught by the enemy.

Exposure in Hong Kong, a stern reprimand telegram, let him return to Shanghai, awaiting orders.

The moment he handed everything over to Minglou, he finally felt at ease.

He likes the life in the Ming mansion very much, except for the awkward couple, he likes everything.

Wang Tianfeng once heard Ming Jing talk about many things about the Ming Mansion, ranging from the layout of the entire courtyard to where she once fell, where she planted a tree, and where she sang a nursery rhyme.

Ming Jing was not at home, so it was actually very easy to avoid the little maid's sight.

Ming Jing liked to hide below the piano when he was young, Ming Jing’s favorite vase in the annex, Ming Jing’s favorite room with a view in Ming Mansion, Ming Jing’s favorite music to listen to, Ming Jing, Ming Jing, his favorite room in Ming Mansion Traces of mirrors can be found in every corner.

He followed the description in his memory and walked through the places he had imagined. His imagination was played before his eyes like a movie, and he laughed inadvertently.

Wang Tianfeng knew that Minglou felt strange about his visits in the Ming mansion, and he could imagine how Minglou would react if one day he found out about his former relationship with Mingjing.

Yeah, once.

He misses her very much, and has never stopped during these long years.

He wanted to see where she had stayed, walked through every path she had taken, and wanted to be closer to her, even though she was not in Shanghai now.

After leaving the awkward couple, he lived in a safe house in Shanghai.Living in reclusive life, I turn on the radio every night trying to find news to stop dormancy.Fighting can make him temporarily forget about his children's love, and that warmth will be buried at the bottom and perfectly protected.

Minglou would come over occasionally, once or twice a month, bringing the latest situation and other news that Wang Tianfeng wanted to know.Occasionally, it was mentioned that Wang Manchun and Mingjing had quarreled at home again, which made Minglou unhappy, and went to sleep in the study at night.

He remembered that Ming Jing once mentioned that there was a coffee shop on Nanjing Road that made very authentic desserts, but he didn't know if it was still there.When Minglou came again, Wang Tianfeng asked this question, Minglou's face was a little tense, showing a very surprised look, and told him an affirmative answer.

So there was this unexpected encounter.

The distance of 20 meters seems to be separated by an entire galaxy.

She seemed to be a little nervous, sitting across from her and babbling about what had happened in these years, completely lacking in the patriarchal demeanor that Ming Lou occasionally talked about.

Finally, she asked, "How are you doing?"

"pretty good."

"Is there someone caring for you?"

Wang Tianfeng was stunned, "No." Taking a sip of the coffee, it was very bitter, Wang Tianfeng stubbornly believed that he was incompatible with these popular things, even though he played well for the task.

Mingjing seemed to suddenly think of something, Wang Tianfeng's previous progressive thinking and his patriotic feelings, "Could it be that you also..."

"What?"

"It's nothing."

Ming Jing's expression turned quickly, Wang Tianfeng lamented that Minglou taught well, at least this sister will not become his loophole for the time being.

She got up quickly to say goodbye, while he still sat where he was.

Looking at the black tea on the opposite side, the heat became less and less, and finally calmed down.The milk in the small cup is gradually hardening, and the dark chocolate dessert after a few mouthfuls seems to have passed the tasting period.

He could see through the window that Minglou's car had been parked outside for a long time, probably Ah Cheng.

He was silent for a long time, took a sip of the cup of black tea, and could still feel some tea aroma.

A week later, there was a sudden noise on the radio at night.

This order seemed to have opened up a canvas full of spring breath in front of him. I don't know how many tricks Minglou used to request this order for him.

"Ling, dormant for a long time, go to the United States, waiting for orders. Single-line contact with Celadon."

☆、Tai Li Fanwai

Taili Extra

Time point: After Mingtai left Shanghai and before going to Chongqing, Red was undergoing training.

I just don't want to forget you.

When the lecturer threw chalk on the table, the trainees picked up their books and went out one by one.Mingtai picked up his own book, slowly stood up from the bench, heard the sound of wood rubbing against the ground, and walked slowly outside.

The sun was shining brightly on him, giving him a little warmth.

Calculating the time, I have been here for a long time, so long that I have forgotten the pain of my wounds, so long that I have forgotten the smell of Shanghai air, and so long that I can hardly remember the appearance of the person in my dream.

The theater troupe in the army would occasionally come to condolence performances, even if he was receiving secret training, he had gone to see it a few times.

Those dances will remind him of a person, his half life.

How many times did they dance in total, two or three?He seems to have lost his memory.

He only remembered that she was smiling when they danced together, her eyes were bright, and the smile lines around her mouth seemed to penetrate into her heart all the time.There is also warmth on his hands, not as cold as the last time he saw her.

If she is still...

Mingtai imagined such a situation more than once, and dreamed of such a situation more than once.

If she was still there, would she still smile like that, would she still dance like that, would she smile coquettishly at herself, would she...

If she was still there, would she forgive herself for understanding too late and loving too late.

That photo has been kept next to him. He doesn't want it to represent anything, he just doesn't want to forget it.

He would rather remember her with the pain in his heart.Half of his life was lost, if he couldn't keep these things, I'm afraid he would be just a walking dead.

The woman who streaked through her life like a shooting star.

The world is so big, but she will never be found again.

He remembered a sentence: The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you.

But now, the furthest distance in the world is obviously between life and death.

☆, extra

Extra

When Wang Manchun's due date came, Minglou took Mingcheng to another place to perform a task that both of them had to do, so they were delayed for several hours and missed the plane back.Wang Tianfeng happened to fly to Washington for the affairs of the Ming family enterprise, and Ming Jing was the only person accompanying Wang Manchun.

It happened to be at night when it happened.

I felt the hospital anxiously, but calmed down again.The porridge in his hand was still warm, and Wang Manchun felt a little uncomfortable sitting on the bed, but he wanted to drink this bowl of porridge to accumulate some strength.

A little life is about to be born, which makes Wang Manchun feel very miraculous.

What's more, this little life will probably have its own or Minglou's eyebrows and eyes. If it is a boy, it may inherit Minglou's mature temperament, and it will act like a little adult in every move.If it's a girl, I'm afraid she will have more temperament like her, and Ming Lou will probably spoil this child to heaven.

Minglou is not by her side now.

She needed something to distract her for a while.

When entering the delivery room, Minglou still hadn't rushed back.Wang Manchun's body was already covered with sweat, and his hands turned white when he grasped the edge of the bed.

Inexplicably, she remembered the days long ago.

At that time, the wrinkles between Minglou's brows were not so deep. He always walked down from the upstairs study room when the sun was shining on the stairs, holding a rolled up book in his hand, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses. The temperament of a scholar.

Under the sun, the dust that occasionally floats in the air is full of light, not to mention this young man who is himself a luminous body.

At that time, she rushed down from the car and ran into the living room in one breath, with sweat on her forehead, panting heavily, and saw him when she raised her eyes.

The glowing boy froze for a few seconds, then walked down the stairs and handed her a handkerchief.Seeing her take it, she smiled at her, "Maybe you are Man Chun."

That smile has made her crazy for so many years.

It hurts.

Wang Manchun bit her lip and thought bitterly.

With all the strength in my body,

I don't know how long it took, but I vaguely heard the sound of Minglou outside.

"Man Chun!"

When Minglou arrived at the hospital, Wang Manchun had already entered the delivery room.He ran extremely fast, the edge of his coat was rolled up by the wind like waves on the sea of ​​night, Mingcheng followed behind him, and unexpectedly pulled down almost a corridor.

Ming Jing was sitting on the waiting chair, Ah Xiang's hand was stroking her shoulder.

As soon as Ming Jing saw Ming Lou, he stood up and grabbed his hand, which was icy cold.She knew that Minglou was probably very worried now.

Ming Lou sat down on the chair, but his hands were shaking violently.Within a minute, he stood up again and kept walking up and down the corridor.

The voices in the delivery room were intermittent.Minglou can always distinguish Wang Manchun's voice.

He thought in his heart that nothing would happen to her, and God would never let him lose her again after finding her with great difficulty.

All he could do was comfort himself.

But he couldn't stop his frightening heartbeat.

Finally came the sound of a baby crying.

The door creaked open.

"Hey, you have a boy."

Minglou was not in the mood to care about the little life that Mingjing was holding in his arms.

"Whereismywife" he went up and asked.

The nurse gave him a smile, "she's fine, just need a minute."

The countless terrifying thoughts that passed through his mind finally disappeared without a trace, and Minglou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Wang Manchun woke up in the ward, the child who hadn't been named was fast asleep.Ming Lou sat on the chair beside her bed and held her hand, with a book on his lap, turning the pages of the book very lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the two sleeping people.

Seeing her wake up, close the book, straighten her hair, and smile happily.

When the sun shines, she seems to have returned to the time when they first met.