The Pretender--Liang Yan Dangshuanggui

This year has just passed the fifth day of the new year, and the big shopping malls and small shops on the street are rushing to resume business on the sixth day of the year.Unlike the prosperity on the street, there is a gloomy look in the secret committee.

On the 76th, Liu Zheng, the newly appointed director of the intelligence department, was almost stabbed to death by his little lover on the morning of the first day of the new year, and now he is still lying in the hospital, unable to work.Three days had passed, and what Liang Zhongchun handed over to Minglou's desk was still only a copy of the basic information about the female assassin. She didn't know which side she was from, where she was trained, or who she was bribed by.

People from the Department of Economic Affairs and the Secret Service Committee watched Liang Zhongchun come over every day, and then they heard Chief Ming get angry once, and Liang Zhongchun limped out of the room with a resentful expression on his face.

Liang Zhongchun stood at the door with a long face, and the crutch in his hand knocked over and over again on the ground.Finally, Ah Cheng came out from inside.

"What are you knocking on? It's winter, the bricks are brittle. If you break it, you'll pay for it?" Ah Cheng felt bad when he saw him, "Tell me, where is the goods being seized again?"

"Hey, that's all I can do with you?!"

"Then what else?"

"I really can't find out about Liu Zheng's case. Brother Ah Cheng, tell me the truth. Did we do it ourselves?"

"No. Feel free to investigate. If it really doesn't work, you can find a scapegoat."

"how?"

Ah Cheng moved closer, "Liu Zheng has some grudges with a member of the gang. I just found out yesterday. It's complicated..."

"Why didn't you say anything?" Liang Zhongchun saw that he stopped suddenly, and followed his gaze.

A woman in a black coat is giving money to a rickshaw driver.

Nothing special.Liang Zhongchun thought to himself. "Brother Ah Cheng fell in love at first sight?"

Ah Cheng gave him an angry look, "What are you thinking about?"

Liang Zhongchun smiled lightly and said nothing, his eyes almost narrowed.The woman walked towards the two of them, when he saw the woman's face, Liang Zhongchun's hands trembled, the crutch in his hand was propped on the ground, and he pointed to the woman who was walking with one hand.

"Wow, woof, woof..."

The woman stepped forward and stood a few steps away. Seeing Liang Zhongchun's appearance, she raised her eyebrows, "It's a new year, where did you get a dog?"

Liang Zhongchun pulled Ah Cheng's sleeve, "Wang Manchun!" His voice was trembling, "Isn't she dead?"

There was no trace of a smile on Ah Cheng's face, "It's sunny, what are you thinking about?"

The face of the visitor did not have Wang Manchun's exquisite makeup, nor did Wang Manchun's pale face after removing makeup. His brows were lightly swept away, and his cheeks were peach-colored. is peaceful.

"Have you two seen enough?" The woman tilted her head and looked at them displeased.

"Excuse me, may I ask who you are?" Ah Cheng stepped forward to ask.

"I'm looking for your new government...what's the matter?" The woman took out a note from her coat pocket, "Oh, the chief financial adviser of the new government's Ministry of Finance and the deputy director of the new government's special committee," she put the note away after reading. Get up, "Mr. Minglou."

Liang Zhongchun heard that her voice was sweet, not as sinister as Wang Manchun's, and seeing that she didn't even know Minglou's name, she looked like a young lady of a family, her frowns and smiles seemed calculated.This guy is definitely not Wang Manchun!

"Who are you?" Ah Cheng asked again.

"As for who I am, you just need to tell Mr. Ming that I'm from the Wang family's old house in Guangzhou."

Ah Cheng retreated to Liang Zhongchun's side, and Liang Zhongchun felt relieved, "Brother Ah Cheng," he pointed to the woman standing not far away, "The Wang family, they are not here to take revenge."

"Go away, go back to your No. 76."

Liang Zhongchun walked down the steps with a smile, "It would be great if No. 76 was mine."

"Miss Wang, please come inside."

The woman looked him up and down, "You too."

Upstairs, Ah Cheng led her to the reception room to sit down.

"Miss Wang, I'm going to inform Mr. Ming, please wait here for a while."

The woman raised her head and smiled at him, "Go." Then she looked down at her fingernails, they were painted bright red, and paired with her white and tender hands, they looked pretty.

Ah Cheng went out and found the secretary who usually does odd jobs, "Serve tea to Ms. Wang in the reception room." Then he walked into Minglou's office.He walked faster and faster, and finally approached a trot.When approaching, he slowed down again, took a breath, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Come in." A voice came from inside.

Ah Cheng went in and closed the door, seeing only the two of them, he walked quickly to Minglou's table.

Ming Lou heard him breathing heavily, "What's the matter, are you in such a hurry?"

"Brother, Wang Manchun is back."

The pen in Minglou's hand paused on the paper, and the ink was wet in a circle.He pulled the paper away and threw it in the trash can.

"How did you know?"

"She's sitting in the reception room right now!"

Ming Lou stood up all of a sudden, and slapped the pen on the table, "What's going on?"

"Just now, I was at the door with Liang Zhongchun..."

"Did Liang Zhongchun see her too?"

"I didn't recognize her just now. Looking at Liang Zhongchun's reaction, he must think that this is what she looks like. I was only sure when Liang Zhongchun saw the bracelet you gave her in her hand after he left. "

Ming Lou calmed down, "Call her in in 10 minutes. Let her stay in the reception room for a while. No, you should let her come over now."

When Wang Manchun came back, Minglou was shocked.He didn't know which force she came back on behalf of, whether it was the military command, or the red, or whether there were deployments on both sides.What is the purpose of coming back? He thought about the recent situation of the Anti-Japanese War in Shanghai. This isolated island has become more and more complicated.

Meeting room.

The little secretary went in with a cup of tea.

Wang Manchun glanced at her, crossed his legs, and said, "I don't want to drink tea today. Coffee, a piece of milk, and a piece of sugar. The coffee must be freshly brewed."

"Yes, wait a moment."

The little secretary returned to the tea room with the tea intact, surrounded by a group of young girls.

"How, how, does it look like it?"

The little secretary shook her head: "The mannerisms are different, and the appearance is only seven parts alike."

"It is said that he is from the old house of the Wang family. He is probably related to Wang Manchun. It is so strange to look like him."

The little secretary started to make coffee, "This one looks like a young lady from a family. If Director Wang was a rose, this would be a tulip."

"Xiao Chen, have you ever seen what a tulip looks like?"

The little secretary nodded, "I've seen it before. That flower looks more delicate than ordinary flowers."

The door of the tea room suddenly opened, Ah Cheng saw the group of little girls gathered here, "What are you doing, you have nothing to do when you are free."

"Secretary Ming, that lady said she wants coffee."

"Leave it alone, I'll cook it."

"Yes."

office.

Wang Manchun took out a nail file from his bag and sharpened his nails bit by bit.Ah Cheng came in with a coffee and put it in front of her.Wang Manchun raised his head and smiled at him: "Happy New Year, Ah Cheng."

"Happy New Year, Miss Wang."

Minglou coughed, "Go out first. Don't let anyone in for a while."

"I see."

Minglou sat across from Wang Manchun.Holding a newspaper in his right hand, he just weighed it up and down without opening it.

"Manchun," Minglou weighed what to say, "How long have you been gone?"

Wang Manchun put away the nail file, put on a ladylike look, and took a sip of coffee.

"It was spring when I left, and now spring is coming again." She even stopped laughing.

"Then you came back..."

"Brother, Chief Ming, are you so uncomfortable facing me?" Wang Manchun couldn't understand the way he hesitated after knowing the truth.Angrily, she took out a letter from the inside of her coat and handed it to Minglou.

Minglou took it apart and saw that there was not a single word.He went to the desk again, turned on the desk lamp, and pasted the letter on it after the bulb was hot.This is a heat-developed ink.

"Ling, Poppy returns to Shanghai, and starts working with the poisonous snake as husband and wife."

Minglou took out the ashtray and burned the letter.

"You promised?"

Wang Manchun walked to his desk and spread his hands, "I don't have anything else to do."

Yes, this is a task after all.

"One more thing. When I set off from Guangzhou, I sent a secret message to the Southern Bureau. I left a little faster, but the order should be coming soon."

"What is your current identity?"

"Shanghai Daily Special Correspondent Wang Zuiqiu. My current identity is Wang Zuiqiu, the third lady of the Wang family."

"Is it reliable?"

"Wang Zuiqiu and Wang Jingwei are close relatives, and there is a small age gap between me. Both parents died. The real Wang Zuiqiu died there when he was studying in Germany. Wang Zuiqiu's brother is one of the leaders of Guangzhou Red. The news reached him. , and was concealed. The important thing is that she is somewhat similar to me, and she has not grown up to go out when she is more than ten years old..."

Listening to her words, Minglou felt something he couldn't wear, and instantly had an explanation, feigning death, reviving, and acting as a substitute.He asked, "When did it happen?"

Wang Manchun looked at him puzzled.

"Wang Zuiqiu died, when did it happen?"

"The 29th Chinese New Year of the Republic of China."

"It was this time last year!" He suddenly became angry again, "Did you know at this time last year that I would kill you?" He lowered his voice, but gritted his teeth.

Wang Manchun finally understood what had offended him, she gritted her teeth and said, "This is, the backup plan."

Seeing that Minglou didn't speak, she said, "I won't tell you more, I'll be leaving first. When Chief Ming sees me later, don't call me by the wrong name."

She went around to pick up her coat from the sofa, but someone behind her took it.

Minglou looked at her helplessly, "Since I'm going to marry you recently, I have to act like it's love at first sight. I'll send you out."

The corners of Wang Manchun's mouth turned upward.

It's night, Ming Mansion.

Holding a freshly baked telegram, Ah Cheng felt that his world view had collapsed.

"Cobra, you can do it cheaply by agreeing to marry Jian Jia."

Minglou took a look at the telegram, took out a match and burned it.

"Wang Manchun came here in the afternoon just for this matter."

"Brother, this small ancestral hall..."

Minglou put down his hands rubbing his temples, "I asked you to tell the eldest sister Wang Manchun's real identity back then, and we can start to arrange it."

"Yes."

"You go out first, let me think about it."

"Good night, brother."

"Ah."

The room was dim and dark, only the corner of the desk was bright.Ming Lou sat behind the table, his thoughts turned a few times, and his thoughts also turned a thousand times.

Forget it, marry early and marry late.Anyway, I originally planned to go to her after victory, and she was the only one I wanted to marry.

☆、Minglou Fanwai

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to put all the extras at the end of the article, but I really can't operate it.It can only be inserted into the main text and extra episodes.

This is a side story written before the main text, about 20 days after the flour mill incident

Ming Lou

Minglou started dreaming again. Before his death plan was completed, he would always dream that Mingtai was crying and calling for his own help in his dreams, and that he would die in the Japanese army because of protecting himself after Ah Cheng was exposed. Under the gun, I would dream that my eldest sister was crying bitterly while holding the ashes of the three of them.In his dream, he could do nothing but watch his loved ones sad and die.

Now there is another person in his dream, and this is probably the most beautiful dream he had at the beginning when he returned to Shanghai. In the dream, the sun is shining brightly, the vegetation is lush, and the peach blossoms are shining brightly.There is a person standing in the peach blossom forest, with a blue shirt, a short black skirt, long hair scattered behind him, dressed in a student's attire, and his face is also full of peach blossoms, smiling, prettier than peach blossoms.

"Brother." The person in the dream called out, and the figure gradually became clear, it was Wang Manchun! 16-year-old Wang Manchun.He Minglou loves Wang Manchun who died in the heart of No. 76 Wang Manchun.

"Brother, come on, look at how beautiful this is."

Minglou walked over, trying to grab her hand, but it was in vain.She said to herself: "We will also plant peach blossoms in our future home, okay? We also need other flowers, both dark and light in color. When we get old and stop working, I will You can also use these flowers to make tea for you."

She looked at him smilingly.

Wang Manchun had indeed said these words, not a single word was wrong.What was he thinking at that time?Oh, he thought at the time, this kind of life is also very good, there are flowers to see all year round, it is plain, and he is accompanied by the one he loves.

Suddenly it started to rain, she held a black umbrella and waited for him outside the appointed pavilion.

"Brother, let's elope, okay? As long as we are together, we can go anywhere."

A few thoughts passed through his mind, he hesitated for a long time, and he said, "Man Chun, I'm from the Ming family."

This is refusal.

He watched the expression on his little girl's face become sad, she retreated step by step into the pavilion, threw the umbrella aside, and turned her back to him.Shoulders twitch, are you crying?

After what seemed like a long time, she turned her head and smiled again.Yes, she always wanted to smile in front of him.

Minglou felt that his head started to hurt again, why did he also feel the pain in his dream?

The scene changed, they arrived in an office, and Wang Manchun turned into a look he didn't like again. He felt that the air smelled of her blood.

"Brother, I didn't do all this for the new government," she looked deeply at herself, "I did it all for you."

In a blink of an eye, she changed her clothes again, and her eyes became weak: "I killed so many people, and I will be killed by others sooner or later." She was so fragile, like the little girl who needed his protection.

The next moment, she took his hand: "Brother, I will not betray you."

The scene changed quickly. He stood below and pointed a gun at Wang Manchun who was holding his elder sister hostage on the second floor. He was really afraid that something would happen to the elder sister and that Wang Manchun would die just like that.

In the end, Wang Manchun was still dead. He didn't know how many times he was shot, and she fell from the second floor.

With a loud bang, the blood slowly fainted from under her body.

The people around, eldest sister, Mingtai, Ah Cheng, are all gone, only him and her are left.

He knelt beside her, feeling suddenly blank.A woman who took her life to love herself died in her own hands. Even though she was heinous, Minglou felt it was a kind of irony.He stroked her face with his hand and forced out a smile: "Man Chun."

in a dream.

outside the dream.

Minglou suddenly sat up from the sofa, the blanket on his body slipped to the floor. "Man Chun!" he called out, but no one answered.

He looked around, but he was still in his room.The tea on the table was still warm.This dream was so clear, Minglou suddenly thought that he had asked Ah Cheng to buy flower seeds, the day after that meeting.Where did the bag of flower seeds go?Then he remembered that he had dumped that packet of flower seeds in his garden, just before he went to France.

"Ah Cheng." He called.

It was Ah Xiang who entered the door.

"Eldest Young Master, Brother Ah Cheng said that you have something to ask him to do, and he left half an hour ago."

Minglou remembered that he asked Ah Cheng to visit his elder sister who was in the hospital this afternoon.He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and sure enough, he had only been here for half an hour.

He sighed and walked towards the garden by himself.

It was winter, and there was no life in this garden.But at the edge of the flower bush, he saw several small flowers with different colors, dark ones and light ones.The old words seemed to ring in my ears again, "There must be other flowers, in terms of color, both deep and light."

He knelt down and gently touched the flowers with his hands.

"Manchun." He whispered softly.

☆, extra

Liang Yan Dang Shuanggui

Ming Lou is really like Ah Cheng's original painting. He bought a two-story house in the suburbs. No one took it with him. Only he and Wang Manchun lived there. This small house is in New York State, USA.

Minglou just stood in the living room and looked at Wang Manchun on the small balcony. He didn't know what she was looking at. Her long hair was scattered behind her and pushed aside, revealing the beautiful curve of her neck.The setting sun shines on her like that.Years treat this woman who has endured hardships very preferentially. Their children have grown up to ten years old, but she has no trace of age on her body.

"It's time to eat, what are you watching?" Minglou walked over and called her.

She tilted her head and smiled at him: "Nalan Rongruo's "Drinking Water Poems"."

He took the book out of her hand, smiled and tapped her forehead: "Reading in the sun hurts your eyes, when you are young."

She flattened her mouth: "You think I'm old, go find another one."

Minglou laughed, "Oh, I don't dare." He was very fortunate that after such a long time, he finally managed to bring back her little temper, and his little girl finally returned to her bright appearance.

She went and sat at the table.Minglou's cooking skills have indeed improved a lot in the past few years, she thought silently.

"Manchun, it's not good for you to eat meat all the time." After finishing speaking, there was suddenly a chopstick of vegetables in his bowl.

"Professor Ming University, it's not good for you to eat meat all the time." She raised her eyebrows and bit the tip of her chopsticks in her mouth. "Let's set an example."

Minglou smiled, but deliberately put on a serious face, and put the whole plate of vegetables near Wang Manchun, "Eat."

After washing in the evening, he remembered that she was reading a collection of words just now.

"Which one were you just reading?"

Wang Manchun was stunned for a while, then thought about it, "Oh, Bodhisattva Man, the article that breaks the curtain and rain after the flowers are separated. I really like it."

Minglou's hand stopped when he was drying her hair, he remembered that article.

"Why do you read such a sad article?"

"It's beautiful, remembering the poet's great love."

The hair was finally dry, and laying down with her in his arms, Minglou had hundreds of thoughts in his mind.If the person in his arms had died like that at the beginning, what would he look like now.The deeper I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I couldn't help but hug the ground even tighter.

Wang Manchun was about to fall asleep, but when he moved, he stabbed him in his arms with dazed eyes, and stroked his back with one hand, patting him lightly.Minglou lowered his head and kissed the corners of her eyes: "Go to sleep, I'm fine, just thinking about something."

She nodded gently in his arms.

When she was about to fall asleep, she heard a voice saying, "Manchun, thank you for being alive."

I don't know if it's a dream or something else.

Bodhisattva Barbarian · After the flowers are separated from the curtain and the rain

Only after the flowers are separated from the curtain and the rain.With a flick of the fingers, he was speechless.Liang Yan returned home.Long veins drooping.Xiaoping Mountain is far away.The makeup is thin and the lead is light.Standing on the Yao steps alone.Cold witch hazel shoes.

☆, Mingtai Fanwai

Mingtai Fanwai

Autumn 1940

He was sitting in a simple little house, where he was about to accept the task.It has been more than five months since he left Shanghai, and it was early autumn.

As a double agent, double silent, his life, is not so sad.Over the past few months, in such a simple small house, he has learned more about Marxist ideas, which has strengthened his choice.He looked out the window, the sky was very stuffy, it was probably going to rain.

A person pushed the door and entered.

He stood up and gave him a military salute.The man nodded to him, sat across from him, and motioned for him to sit down.

"Comrade Mingtai, you have passed the assessment. Congratulations on becoming a qualified communist revolutionary fighter." The man took a sip of the water on the table, "I heard that you have broken off your engagement with Miss Cheng Jinyun? "

"Yes."

"Can I know why?"

Mingtai was stunned, "Yes. It's mainly because of me. I was in the dark at the time, and I wanted to catch a ray of light when I saw it, but I forgot that there was a light in my hand in the dark. I don't love her, That's the main reason."

"Anything else?"

"Secondary reasons, I think you should know something."

"Cheng Jinyun is too sentimental and idealistic, so he is not suitable for working as an agent behind the enemy's rear, is he?"

"It's not like you said..."

The person on the opposite side waved his hand, "We are all fellow travelers, so there is nothing wrong with it. Seeing it now, it's better than having something happen behind enemy lines. I believe Comrade Minglou has already told you that your dormant period is over."

"Yes." Mingtai nodded, "A few days ago, I received a secret telegram from my brother."

"The Chongqing Military Command has captured one of our people. Although it was during the KMT-CCP ​​cooperation period, the Military Command has some intentions to kill them all. That comrade has too many things in the Military Command, so we decided to swap."

Mingtai couldn't react, "Take me in exchange?"

The man took another sip of water, "They send people back, we send you there. The top military commanders know that you are lurking here. Pull out a nail over there, and we will send another one in."

Mingtai understood, "Yes."

"Your task is to do what they ask you to do. Before receiving instructions, you will be dormant indefinitely. Your one-line contact will lead directly to me. In case of emergency, you can go to Yuyang Bookstore and find a Mr. Liu, find a copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War published in the 23rd year of the Republic of China. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Mingtai stood up and gave another military salute.

Returning to Chongqing again, Mingtai's mood is not uncomplicated.

The last time he came, he had Yu Manli by his side.He has been here for a few days, and his identity cannot be made public yet, but his military rank and so on have been returned to him, and his name has also been changed. He said that his biological father's surname is Li, and the upper management asked him to change his name to Li Taiming.He remembered that when he left the military school, this military uniform was placed on the teacher's desk, and there was a small one beside it.Now, only he is left.

The streets of Chongqing are somewhat dilapidated. After several years of bombing by the Japanese invaders, this old city still shows a sense of decay.There were gravel particles everywhere on the ground, and he still felt a little sticky in his leather shoes.

Unknowingly, he walked to the alley where Yu Manli begged him to let her go, thinking to himself, it would be fine if he let her go, so that she would not die under the city wall, and only leave him a thin Photo.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this place, how did Young Master Li get here?" A delicate voice was a little naughty and a little coquettish.

Mingtai felt that he was hallucinating, but when he looked back, it was really the person he was thinking about.Wearing a bright cheongsam, stepping on high heels, and smiling at him!He thought to himself, it's over, it's over, he's hallucinating.

Seeing that he was silent, Yu Manli curled her lips, turned her head, and walked to his side, her high heels knocking on the ground loudly.She took out something from her handbag and said to Ming Tai who was in a daze, "Open your mouth." She threw something into Ming Tai's mouth.

A piece of candy, mint flavored, high concentration, and spicy taste rushed directly to his mind, making him want to cry.

The person in front of him smiled charmingly and raised his eyebrows, "Young Master Li, are you awake?"

Mingtai nodded, "You..."

Yu Manli took his arm, just like thousands of times before. "I'll tell you later, Young Master Li has just returned to Chongqing, shouldn't you treat me to dinner?"

Mingtai laughed, from the bottom of his heart for the first time in months, and waved his hands helplessly at Manli, "I don't have any money now."

Yu Manli grabbed his hand and said, "I do. I came a few months earlier than you, and I'm paid. I'll treat you to dinner."

☆, Wang Manchun episode

At that time, Wang Manchun's episode was just ordinary

She loved someone, with all her strength.The reason why she said she loved was because she believed that her love died in the rainy season when she was bright and beautiful at the age of 16, and died on the day Ming Lou left her for France.

Her lover has the most beautiful eyes in the world, she has always thought so.When he looked at himself, his eyes were full of tenderness, doting, and love, as if he was his whole world; when he looked at others, his eyes seemed to be covered with something, wise, but looking Bottomless.

She wanted to indulge in his love forever.

The way she gets along with him is very strange, often he is reading a book and she is looking at him.Wang Manchun's eyes are full of bright buildings.

Sometimes Minglou is embarrassed by being looked at, so he will pull her closer, let her sit in his arms, surround her, and read some economics treatises together. Knowing that she doesn't like these, he will take out a book of poetry, Read quietly around her.

Nalan's poems are so sad, but Wang Manchun likes them very much.She likes Nalan's deep affection and nostalgia for his dead wife, and likes the slight heartache hidden behind the mourning verses.So Ming Lou hugged her, read each song to her, changed a few words, changed a few words, changed a sad sentence into a confession to Man Chun, just to make her smile.

Later, Minglou left.Traveling across the ocean, far away from her, so far away that his letter didn't have the temperature at that time, and she was about to become cold.

She really got cold.For the sake of the task, it can only become cold.

When she killed for the first time, blood spattered her hands, and she had the desire to break down.This is her own comrade in arms, but died under her own gun.When she didn't know how many people were killed, she gradually became numb. The orders from her superiors had not been passed on. She couldn't tell who she was, whether it was a latent agent of the military command or No. 76 iron-blooded executioner.

When Wang Tianfeng was found evacuated from Shanghai, she met him.She remembered the surprised look in his eyes.Afterwards, she felt that she was also frightened. What kind of lunatic was it that made such a crazy plan.Wang Tianfeng said that cooperation is needed.She thought for three days, and then sent a telegram to him saying that she was willing to make the last dead move.

Her life, from that day on, is counting down.

Later, she still remembered that day when it was lightly raining, Minglou stood in the rain and waited for her.

She ran over and hugged him.He came here on a rainy day, and the clothes smelled of damp, but she was about to cry. She was so tired that she longed for the warmth of a hug.

But when she saw his eyes, she knew everything had changed.They have all changed.

The tenderness from the show, she completely believed in the show from the show, she dug her own grave, and waited for Minglou to bury her in it step by step.

Lovers, love, in this age, are all irony.

They acted well, but they couldn't act the sweetness of reading in the sun at that time.

Wang Manchun remembers a poem written like this: Gambling on books disappeared with the fragrance of tea, and it was only commonplace at that time.

☆, extra

The author has something to say: On the morning of New Year's Eve, I was thoroughly blown up on the blog.

The pretender's official Weibo posted a deleted clip, which properly stabbed Lou Chun's party.

I read a few analyzes this morning, and felt that I could write a lot of extensions in those few minutes.

This article was written before reading the analysis, mainly because the abused one was too congested, so I took it easy.

"After tonight, I may lose my relatives, and you, I'm afraid you will never know my thoughts."

Ming Lou emptied the red wine in Wang Manchun's glass, and finally leaned back, leaning on the sofa.Between the eyebrows and eyes, there is endless exhaustion and sadness.

Go to sleep, you can only sleep when you are drunk, okay?

A hand stroked between his brows, trying to wipe away his wrinkled brows.The woman who was supposed to be lying on the sofa covered with a camel coat was now squatting halfway in front of him.

This is how disappointed I should be.This is how disgusting I should be.Wang Manchun thought to himself.

She took his slumped hand on the sofa.

After tonight, can you let go of all your concern for me and all your guilt towards me?She put that hand on the side of her face, thinking, it will be over soon, everything will be over soon.

"I'd rather not understand you." Wang Manchun's voice was so low that I could hardly hear it.

Wang Manchun remembered what Mr. Minglou said when he first learned opera: This person has drama in his eyes, and he can't see the depth.But for Wang Manchun, she could see whatever Minglou was thinking in those eyes.His likes, his dislikes, his joys, his sorrows.

She still remembered that when Minglou first saw her when she returned to the country, the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with the joy of reunion; she also remembered that on the New Year's Eve when Wang Fuqu died, the worry in his eyes was not fake; she remembered that when he heard that she refused to leave The disappointment that flashed past on the 76th, and I also remember the traces of disgust that kept flashing in those eyes afterwards.

She had an urge to take off this disguise on herself and tell him that she was not what he imagined.

A tear fell on Minglou's hand, and Wang Manchun felt Minglou's hand move.

She looked up at him, his eyes half-opened, dazed.

"Manchun."

"I'm right here. Go to sleep." Wang Manchun said softly to him.

The next day, Minglou woke up, covered with his suit jacket, breaking out in a burst of cold sweat.I saw another person in this room, clearly asleep on another sofa, with the coat on his body, which he put on himself last night.Gradually relax.

He put on his coat, vaguely remembering the wetness he had felt on his hands.

Are you dreaming again?

☆、New Year’s Candy Spoiler

I'm not responsible for the extravaganza, eating wontons for dinner on December 28

Chinese New Year is a day of reunion.In the Ming family, the elder sister's words are the imperial decree. After saying a word, the three brothers of the Ming family who were scattered all over the country rushed to the house that Ming Jing bought in the United States with their families.

There are three younger brothers and three daughters-in-law in a family. Now there are two couples. Ming Lou is still studying at university, and Wang Manchun has to wait for the children to leave school.

"You know how to bully me!"

"No, I can't bear it."

"What do you mean, who in France thinks my cooking is not delicious? This is also disgusting, and that is also disgusting."

"It's not like you played outside all night first."

"I didn't have fun. I said I was going to the professor's house as a guest. Several classmates were there."

"Yes, that Weisen is also there, his eyes never left you! I have eyeliner."

"What's the matter, that's because I'm pretty." Yu Manli curled her lips in disdain, her eyes lit up, "Mingtai, it's Chinese New Year, you're not jealous, are you?"

"If it's not too sour, who will eat that?"

Yu Manli sat up and took his arm, "It's been a week, and it's not old vinegar, why is it so sour."

"There's no such thing as a week, obviously only five days have passed."

"Then you are angry?"

As soon as Mingtai turned his head, he saw Yu Manli staring at him innocently, but her mouth was flattened, with an aggrieved expression, "No, I'm not angry."

Seeing that Yu Manli's eyes were wet, Mingtai quickly pulled her into his arms, "Little ancestor, please don't cry." As he spoke, he patted her on the back, "I'm not angry, You marry me, okay?"

Yu Manli pushed him away, "Is there anyone who proposes like you?! Don't marry!" After a while, she pushed him again, "You know how to bully me!"

"Xiaoyuan, when will you marry our family, Ah Cheng? Ah Cheng will be over 30. If you don't want him, no one will." Ming Jing sat on the sofa, while Wang Tianfeng, who was reading a newspaper, Mingcheng's fiancée, Yuanyuan, sat on one side.

"Elder sister, eat some fruit." Ah Cheng came in with the peeled fruit, "Yuan Yuan and I discussed it, and we will get married when she graduates."

"Okay, when will you graduate?"

Ah Cheng picked up a piece of fruit and leaned forward slightly, "Actually, Yuan Yuan is under the hands of the eldest brother. Once the eldest brother looses his hands, I can hold a wedding in June."

Yuan Yuan kicked him, "What nonsense are you talking about. Big sister, don't listen to him."

"I don't listen to him, I'll go back and talk to Minglou."

Yuan Yuan dragged Ah Cheng away.

"Hey, it's better if there are more people in the family." Ming Jing looked at the green jade bracelet in his hand, "Now there is only Mingrun's child." Seeing Wang Tianfeng ignoring himself, he reached out and nodded, "Hey, I'm talking to you .”

Wang Tianfeng raised his head, "Yes, we should urge them to get married and have more children." He thought for a while, "Mingtai and Yu Manli, let me tell them to go through legal procedures before returning to Paris. Come back to do the wedding."

"Well, that's great!"

Wang Tianfeng got up and went upstairs to political class.

What my wife said is always right.

Wang Manchun led Mingrui, and they arrived after three o'clock in the afternoon. Mingjing told her, "Here we are," and led the child away.