[Pretender] Acacia is not negative

It was already midnight when Minglou and Mingcheng came back in the evening, Ah Cheng called back in the evening, saying that he and Minglou were coming back later, and asked Ah Xiang to urge Mingjing to have dinner.But how can she and Ah Xiang be happy when there are only two of them in this family?

Ming Jing took a few mouthfuls before going back to his room. Before going upstairs, he asked Ah Xiang to put the pigeon soup back into the pot and let the two brothers return to eat.

The siren sounded twice downstairs, Ah Xiang opened the door for the two of them, and served a bowl of pigeon soup for each of them, "Miss told me, I will give you some to drink when Eldest Young Master and Master Ah Cheng come back." Ah Xiang As he spoke, he yawned, and the clock in the living room had already displayed 11 o'clock in the evening.

Minglou asked Axiang to go to bed first, and he and Acheng were drinking soup downstairs, looked up at Mingjing's room upstairs, then turned to ask Acheng: "You said eldest sister is asleep?"

Mingcheng followed Minglou's gaze. Mingjing's room door was closed, and there was no movement to be seen. He took a spoonful of soup and said, "Go to sleep, I've been tired enough for the past two days."

Minglou frowned and nodded, he was indeed tired enough, both physically and mentally.

"Don't disturb Eldest Sister at this late hour, let's talk to her tomorrow morning." After drinking the soup, Minglou said, and glanced at Mingjing's room upstairs.

Mingcheng nodded, and the two were about to go back to their rooms when the door of Mingjing's room upstairs opened, and the two brothers looked over in unison.

"Eldest sister, are you still asleep?" Minglou retracted his hand on the study doorknob, and turned to look at the bright mirror upstairs.

I saw that she was wearing a silk pajamas with a long shawl on her outside. Her thin figure was leaning against the door, making her look extraordinarily thin.

Mingcheng also turned back, looked at the bright mirror upstairs, then at Minglou, pouted at him, and made a helpless expression—it seems that the eldest sister has been waiting for us for a long time.

Minglou smiled lightly, walked up the stairs, walked up to Mingjing and said, "Sister, it's cold and it's night, you're wearing so little, it's not good for your health." He pushed Mingjing as he spoke. Go back to the house, help her lie back on the bed, and cover her with the quilt.

Mingcheng came in with three cups of hot water, and handed one to Ming Jing, "Sister, drink a cup of hot water to warm up your body."

Ming Jing glanced at the two of them, took the glass and held it in her hand, the scalding temperature instantly warmed her entire palm, she remembered what she said to Xiang Shan in the afternoon, she raised her head and asked, "Tell me, Mingtai he... "The words came to her lips, but she was afraid to ask, fearing that she would get an unacceptable ending. She lowered her head and looked at the glass in her hand. The boiling water in it was still steaming, "Mingtai, how are you?" ?” Ming Jing’s voice has always been thin and low, and it always makes people feel a little distressed when they hear it in this cold winter night.

Minglou, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, took a look at Mingcheng and motioned for him to say first. Mingcheng moved a chair and sat in front of Mingjing's bed. Under the dim light, the three of them gathered together, far and close at the same time.

"Eldest sister, don't worry, Mingtai is fine." Mingcheng rested his slender fingers on the glass, and tapped the glass wall with his index finger.

Hearing that Mingtai was fine, Ming Jing felt at ease. She stretched out her hand and played with her fingers, and heard Mingcheng continue to say: "Big brother and I have already made arrangements for Mingtai, and we will send him away tomorrow. In Yan'an, the underground organization there is relatively strong, and he is relatively safe."

Ming Jing nodded, then slowly raised his head, "Leave tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow." Minglou changed into a sweater when he returned home, which Mingjing knitted for him last year, "Mingtai has exposed his identity in Shanghai, and he is already dead in the eyes of the military commander and the Japanese. We just want to take this opportunity to get Mingtai out of military control and join the Communist Party."

Mingjing was taken aback, isn't Minglou from Chongqing?Why doesn't it seem to be on the side of the military?

"Aren't you from the military command? Why...?" She asked, frowning slightly, obviously full of doubts.

Minglou stretched out his hand to hold Mingjing's cold fingers, like a kind of silent comfort, "Elder sister, we are too clear about the internal activities of the military command..." Minglou looked up at Mingcheng as he spoke, Mingcheng nodded cooperatively, Minglou went on to say: "Sister, in fact, Ah Cheng and I joined the Communist Party very early. We hoped that Mingtai could study in peace and stay with eldest sister, but we didn't want to be Wang Tianfeng..." He paused, He raised his eyes to look at Ming Jing, and continued: "He was the first to arrive, and he was kidnapped to the military commander."

Ming Jing felt a pain in her heart when she heard Wang Tianfeng's name. The past can never disappear like a cloud of smoke. What has existed will always leave deep or shallow imprints. Ming Jing's hand can't help covering her lower abdomen. The only thought left to her was not kept...

"Is he Mingtai's teacher? He brought Mingtai to the military command?" Mingjing remembered Wang Manchun's words that day. Mingtai killed his teacher, and his teacher was Wang Tianfeng.

Minglou nodded, and patted Mingjing's hand, "Sister, do you think he is being too cruel? He knows that Mingtai is your younger brother, but he still does this?" Minglou said in a serious tone. There is clearly some humor in it.

Ming Jing bit her lip halfway, and sighed: "It's all over..." She wanted to blame him, how could he do this? !Back then, he pledged himself to the country, went far away, and left her alone to take care of the ups and downs of a family in Shanghai, but now he wants to bring her most beloved Mingtai into this vortex... He did this Did you ever think about her?

But what's the point of complaining now?

Minglou chuckled, and said again: "But what he said is also reasonable. He said that the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, people died every day, and some people sacrificed for the country. Why can't the children of my Ming family not die?" Staring at the bright mirror, she saw that she was playing with the shawl on her body boredly, and then said with a smile: "But I think, it is probably because Mingtai is a child of my Ming family and your younger brother that he will Do this... He said, teach him skills, and he can save his own life if he learns well." He can also protect her for him...

Ding Jing did not speak, his eyes were unfocused, scattered on the beige quilt.

"Elder Sister, if Wang Tianfeng is still alive..." Minglou mentioned it in a timely manner, feeling the jade hand in his hand tremble slightly, and then said: "Eldest Sister, he is still alive, he is not dead."

Minglou looked up at Mingjing, and saw that her eyes were already blurred with tears, her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she didn't believe it, but also as if she was too excited, she murmured softly: "He's not dead..."

Ming Lou clenched the jade hand in his palm and tried to give her warmth, "Sister, this is a death plan designed by Wang Tianfeng. His purpose is to use his own blood to convince the Japanese, induce them to make mistakes, and cause them heavy losses... "

The two brothers told Ming Jing about Wang Tianfeng's death plan, and also said that Wang Manchun rescued Wang Tianfeng. Mingjing only felt that the plan was exquisitely designed, but it was also frightening. At the same time, he lamented Wang Manchun's improvement. "Then he... You said, his original plan was not like this?"

Ming Lou rubbed the back of Ming Jing's hand, stuffed her hand into the bed, pressed the corner of the quilt for her, nodded and said, "Yes, the previous plan was not for him to die." Ming Lou paused, "It was Ming Taiwan dies."

Minglou looked up at his elder sister, she had endured too much these days, but he still wanted to tell her these facts, it was good for Wang Tianfeng and her. "He originally thought that Mingtai was your adopted younger brother... but he didn't know that you doted on him so much... Later he found out, and he came to tell me that he changed his plan..." Minglou said with a smile, trying to let it out Don't be so provocative.

However, Ming Jing was still in tears, two tears dripped down his cheeks, Ming Lou reached out to wipe her tears, and said: "But fortunately, he has a big life himself, and he can still keep his life. Spend time with my eldest sister..." Minglou laughed as he said that, and he thought his eldest sister would laugh too.

Unexpectedly, Ming Jing just hooked the corners of his mouth dismally, and sighed helplessly, "He and I..."

Ming Lou couldn't understand his sister, shouldn't she be happy that Wang Tianfeng is not dead?Why is it still like "things are impossible"?

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Seeing Ming Jing's helpless face biting his lower lip from time to time, Minglou suddenly remembered the disguised identities of Wang Tianfeng and Chen Qingyan. Could it be that Chen Qingyan didn't tell her the truth that day?

Ming Lou glanced at Ming Jing again, it seems that he did not say anything, they should have their reasons if they didn't say it?

Ming Jing didn't speak for a long time, she raised her glass to take a sip of water, the water was already cold, and the cold feeling went straight to her stomach, Mingcheng got up to take her glass, "Sister, the water is cold, I'll pour you another glass. "

Ming Jing shook his head, "No need, there's nothing else to do anyway, you can go to bed too."

But Minglou said: "Sister, tomorrow we will also send Wang Tianfeng away, back to Chongqing, you... want to see him?" He stared at the mirror, he could see that she wanted to send Wang Tianfeng off, but there was a gap in his heart. With Chen Qingyan, she didn't dare to see him, fearing that she would feel too much sadness and helplessness when she saw him...

"I..." Mingjing hesitated to speak, but was interrupted by Minglou, "Eldest sister, go and see him, he wants to see you." After a pause, Minglou said again: "However, we didn't talk to him. Mention the matter of the child, I am afraid that he will not want to leave after hearing it..."

Mingjing knew that Minglou was talking about the child who had only been a mother and child with him for a month. Indeed, the world is so vast, why bother to let him know that between him and her, there is a child who passed away before birth...

Between them, there will always be Chen Qingyan.

Speaking of that child would only make him more uneasy and more worried.

Ming Jing nodded slightly, sighed and said in a low voice, "I understand."

Only then did Minglou raise his hand and pat her on the shoulder with peace of mind, glanced at Mingcheng, and said, "Sister, I'll let Ah Cheng accompany you tomorrow, both of them are on the bus at 7 o'clock in the evening, you... Make time..."

Mingjing looked at Minglou and nodded, recalling Minglou's expression when he mentioned Manchun just now, he probably understood Minglou's thoughts in his heart, "Minglou, my sister will not stop you and Wang Manchun..." She Stretched out a somewhat warm hand from the quilt, held Minglou's, and said to him: "After all, so many years have passed in the previous generation, and it's not her fault." Mingjing refers to Wang Fuqu's death about their father.

"Thank you, Eldest Sister." Ming Lou, who was always calm and composed, had slightly red eyes.