chaotic world

In the evening of that day, the servant said he had a call for Mr. Zhou Lan picked up the phone and said softly, "Hello?"

Du Yunfeng: "I want to go home for dinner tonight."

Zhou Lan didn't speak.

Du Yunfeng asked with some guilt: "Is it okay?"

Zhou Lan: "Okay."

Du Yunfeng hurriedly said, "I'll go there after dark."

Zhou Lan quickly replied: "Okay."

Hearing Zhou Lan hang up the phone, Du Yunfeng sat on the sofa with a smirk, raised his hand to scratch the stubble hair, and felt a lot more at ease.

Zhou's dinner was very late that day, and it was quite dark. The cook reheated the food again and again. Except for the wife upstairs who ate and rested alone, Mr. Zhou had been talking with the dumb uncle, saying yes No rush to eat.

Taking advantage of the night, Du Yunfeng groped into the gate of Zhou's house, pushed it lightly, but it was not locked inside, he stepped into the yard, locked it quietly from the inside, and then walked through the yard into the house.

Zhou Lan, who was waiting in the living room, heard the noise and turned around to see him. She was not surprised, but turned around and called for someone to serve dinner quickly.

Xiaobao ate a piece of snack early, then jumped out of the room, saw Du Yunfeng, called a big uncle, and rushed forward.

It was rare for them to have a meal together, and the dumb uncle gestured, and Xiao Bao followed suit, asking why Du Yunfeng hadn't come these days.

Du Yunfeng said with a smile: "I went to other places to do some business, and I came back after finishing it. I may have to go again after a while. I have to do things, right?"

Uncle Dumb nodded in agreement, and Xiao Bao pouted, saying that Shanghai can also do things, why should he go out of town.

"What?" Du Yufeng teased Xiaobao with crooked eyebrows, "Little guy, do you miss me? Do you have something to say to me?"

He asked Xiaobao, but suddenly looked at Zhou Lan.

Zhou Lan met his eyes, but instead of looking at him for a long time, he picked up his teacup and took a sip slowly.

Xiaobao chatted about a lot of reasons, but in the final analysis, it was nothing more than that no one at home played with him anymore.

"What are you doing at the police station today?" Du Yunfeng asked sneakily. He looked at Zhou Lan cautiously, feeling very uncertain. Zhou Lan looked calm, but he didn't come back for so long, so he didn't ask any questions. Where, I guess I know it.

Of course, by now the whole world probably knows about it.

He knew how much Zhou Lan hated the Japanese, and taking refuge in the Wang government was definitely a rebellion against Zhou Lan.

However, Zhou Lan was able to suppress his temper and has not asked until now.

"I told you," Zhou Lan replied unhurriedly while drinking tea, "some fines, small things."

The more he behaved like this, the more uncertain Du Yunfeng felt.At the dinner table, he exhausted the rambling skills he learned in the officialdom, and the atmosphere was as lively as ten people having dinner, lively and lively, Xiao Bao, who was careless, cooperated all the time, and at the end of the meal, he was eager to fight. .

However, Du Yunfeng still caught a glimpse of Zhou Lan frowning slightly, and when he made the dumb uncle laugh, Zhou Lan shook his head secretly.

Du Yunfeng's patience in the political circle is good enough, but today he has to make a fuss in front of Zhou Lan. If the other party doesn't ask or confide in him, he is so anxious that he wants to confess by force.

But there are old and young at the dinner table, and they are not the masters who can take care of things. He can only talk about relaxed and happy things. In fact, his mind is erratic, and his eyes always slip to Zhou Lan.

However, during the whole meal, Zhou Lan had nothing else to say except to say "eat more" to him twice.

Du Yunfeng was almost suffering with a smile.

Finally, after dinner, he hastily said a few words to the dumb uncle, and seeing Zhou Lan standing at the door of the living room looking at him, he couldn't hold back anymore.

Zhou Lan went upstairs as lightly as possible, and he hurriedly followed. As soon as he arrived at the study, he clung to Zhou Lan.

"Why didn't you ask me what I was doing?" He almost lay on the opponent's back.

Zhou Lan turned her head, put a finger on her lips, and indicated the direction of the bedroom with her eyes.

Judging by the time, Shumei should have fallen asleep.

Du Yunfeng immediately stopped talking, but the words were stuck in his chest, so anxious that he almost wanted to open his chest, and speak out all at once, so that he had a good time.

Zhou Lan entered the study room, stood in front of the huge bookshelf, and took out books one by one.Du Yunfeng didn't know what he wanted to do, but subconsciously followed up and took the book in his hand.

He lowered his voice and said, "I will not surrender to the Japanese."

Zhou Lan glanced at him, then continued to take the book, and said in a low voice, "I know."

"Then you..." Du Yunfeng asked him cautiously and full of apprehension, "Don't you ask me why I went to Nanjing?"

"It's written in the newspapers that Chairman Wang has met with you, and you are now an important member of the Military Commission." Zhou Lan threw the last few books in his hand to him, and then took out a silver key from his pocket. yes, bright.

Only then did Du Yunfeng see that there was a safe door inlaid in the innermost part of the large antique bookshelf.

The key unlocked the first lock, and Zhou Lan pressed the code again, and the door of the double-secured stainless steel cabinet bounced open.

At this moment, Zhou Lan turned to face him, looking into his eyes calmly.He said: "This is all my wealth and life. What you are doing now requires money. In terms of making money, you are not as good as me. If you want to deal with the Japanese, I will support you with everything I have."

After speaking, he put the key into his hand.

Du Yunfeng was stunned.

He has always been afraid that Zhou Lan would misunderstand him, and that he would think that he really took refuge in the pro-Japanese government. The Nanjing Military Command repeatedly emphasized to him that out of personal safety considerations, he must not disclose the purpose of his trip to Nanjing to others. It is more dangerous when people know about it.

And Du Yunfeng had thought it over carefully, if he told Zhou Lan about the matter, it would not be a good thing for Zhou Lan himself, the more he knew, the more dangerous he would be.

Politics and wars are human-eating whirlpools. As long as you get close, you are in danger of being sucked in and swallowed. The best and safest thing is always to stay away.

However, before he made a decision, Zhou Lan guessed it all.

"I...I," Du Yunfeng said incoherently, "I really didn't think about how to tell you. I wanted to keep it from you, but I was afraid that you would take it seriously. If you took it seriously, I might never be able to enter again." The door is closed."

"You can't hide it," Zhou Lan looked directly at him. Although he was leaning on crutches and was a head shorter than the other party, he straightened his body. "When my mother died, she died right in front of our eyes. I don't believe you can forget it." These."

Du Yunfeng nodded vigorously.

"So, you won't seek refuge with Wang Jingwei, just wear a pair of pants for him and the Japanese for nothing else," Zhou Lan continued, "Besides, your thinking is too simple. If you really seek refuge with the Japanese, I also let you in."

Du Yunfeng was a little puzzled, Zhou Lan would not be so magnanimous.

Zhou Lan smiled lightly, turned to walk towards the sofa, and said softly: "Anyone can give their lives to the Japanese, but you can't. If you really go, I will be the first one who can't stand it. You cheated home, and then killed you with my own hands, I will not let you go out and do stupid things."

As he spoke, he walked to the sofa and sat down heavily. His injured leg would hurt if he stood for a long time, so he sat still.

Du Yunfeng looked at Zhou Lan, and then looked at Zhou Lan's net worth in the cabinet, feeling various feelings in his heart.

"Mu'an," he whispered, approached, and squatted in front of Zhou Lan, holding the silver key still warm in his hand.

"Yunfeng, brother who fought in the war, I won't talk to you heretics. I have no soldiers or power now. The only thing that can help you is money. You have become the commander of the army, and you came to Shanghai. As for the task, what do you want to do, just let go and do it, Uncle Dumb's legs are almost healed, I want you to use your relationship to send them to Chongqing, the family is here, I will always be a weakness to you and me."

"But, I don't want to drag you into the water." Du Yunfeng shook his head, "I don't even know if I will be exposed. I'm here to take care of you, not to harm you."

Zhou Lan lowered his eyes, finally sighed softly, and asked him: "Then do you think I will watch you walk the tightrope and not go up to help you? Can I watch you walk on thin ice and not pull you? You have not made any progress at all. When there are wolves chasing you, let me run first, and when the Japanese come to your door, you let me run first?"

After speaking, he raised his eyes and asked Du Yunfeng with his eyes.

Du Yunfeng was also looking at him.

Neither of them spoke, and suddenly fell into silence.

The ticking of the chiming clock in the living room downstairs came faintly.

Du Yunfeng's Adam's apple twitched, and his eyes flashed with unknown emotions, just like the boy who was ignorant and wanted to confess his love more than ten years ago.

Du Yunfeng was approaching, and when the familiar breath hit Zhou Lan's cheek, Zhou Lan suddenly turned his head away from his lips.

Du Yunfeng was not discouraged, but tried to pinch Zhou Lan's chin.

Zhou Lan turned slightly, eyes dodging.

"Little Mu'an," Du Yunfeng called him softly, his big and warm slap fixed Zhou Lan's pointed chin, "You've always been thinking about me in your heart, don't deny it!"

"Don't be like this," Zhou Lan was very afraid of this atmosphere, he pushed the other party away uneasily, and said in a panic: "The password of the safe is He Si's birthday, you don't know his birthday, do you?"

Du Yunfeng paused. He looked at the flustered Zhou Lan, thinking in his heart.

Before Zhou Lan could breathe a sigh of relief, Du Yunfeng pinched his chin again, more firmly than before.

"Look at me," his eyes were frank and straightforward, he looked into the other person's eyes without hesitation, and said in his heart, "Say you don't have me in your heart, say you don't like me, say you don't want to be with me Together, say that you don't feel anything about me."

There are thousands of words in Zhou Lan's eyes, his lips are trembling, "I..." He couldn't make a sentence, "In my heart..."

In fact, it was Du Yunfeng who was more panicked than him. He was very afraid that Zhou Lan would say it. Zhou Lan was a stubborn guy.

"He Si asked me to take care of you before he died," Du Yunfeng blocked his words, "Do you think he would like you to die alone?"

"I..." Zhou Lan said, "I don't know."

"Fart," Du Yunfeng scolded in a low voice, "If you like someone, you want him to be good. How can he expect you to be tortured every day? Let me tell you, if he is alive, he will not be angry when he sees you marrying Shumei." Death, Shumei's body, can you be a husband and wife? Are you going to torture yourself? Do you think He Si will want you to live like an ascetic for the rest of your life? Let me tell you, he saved you for your well-being and for you to live well, no? To make you suffer."

Although his voice was low, he spoke sternly, "You're so smart, you don't even understand this? I know, you actually did it on purpose, right? Stupid!"

The strength in his hand was so strong that it hurt Zhou Lan's chin, as if it could wake Zhou Lan up.

He said: "You are so stupid! You feel so guilty that he died for you. If you live happily, you will be sorry for him. You are so fucking stupid, so stupid, you torture yourself, and he can live Can I ask you something, can I?"

Zhou Lan's eyes were red, she pursed her lips and did not answer.

"If you keep the rules, he will be happy, right?"

Zhou Lan looked at him, still unable to answer.

"I love you so much. I can take good care of you and give you happiness. If you refuse these, he will be comfortable, right?"

Zhou Lan stopped looking at him in a blink of an eye, but her eyes turned redder.

Du Yunfeng looked at him, sighed, his attitude softened, his strength in his hand also weakened, and he comforted the other's cheek, he said in a low voice: "Mu An, I don't believe it, you don't have me in your heart, I wouldn't believe it even if I beat you to death. "

Zhou Lan lowered her head, buried her face in her hands, her breath was unsteady.

"He Si is not a generous person, but he is no longer from this world," Du Yunfeng caressed the back of the other party carefully, tentatively hugging the other party into his arms.

"Mu An," he whispered into the other party's ear with the lowest volume, "Let me continue to love you, I'm not sorry to anyone, you can't live well, you suffer, everyone is sorry."

Rubbing Zhou Lan's back up and down, Du Yunfeng was really afraid that the other party would suddenly push him away. How many years has it been?Has his little Mu'an ever been hugged by him so quietly?

As long as, as long as Zhou Lan can reconcile with him, he is willing to pay any price.

For the rest of his life, as long as he can still hold Zhou Lan's hand, even if he is shot to death, he can still close his eyes with a smile.

Zhou Lan was trembling slightly.

Du Yunfeng talked about his pain, he could not let go of He Si's death, he died for him, because of him, and by his side.

If he hadn't insisted on saving Du Yunfeng, if he hadn't taken up the medicine because of his injury, how could He Si have suffered so many bullets, how could he lose his life?

A voice in his heart kept telling himself that he had no face to be with Du Yunfeng, it was a betrayal.

However, like a big hammer, Du Yunfeng slammed into his spiritual prison, broke into the door, and categorically took him out, telling him that it was useless to go to prison, and he should not go to prison.

Perhaps, He Si knew from the beginning that with Zhou Lan's stubborn heart, he would definitely feel guilty for him and pay the price for this guilt.Maybe He Si could see it from his treatment of Du Yunfeng's rebellion.

So in his last days, he figured it out that the only person who could rescue Zhou Lan from his spiritual shackles was the person Zhou Lan trusted the most, the person closest to him, and this person, in this life, was only Du Yunfeng.

Du Yunfeng slowly tightened his embrace, and kissed Zhou Lan's temples distressedly. He knelt on his knees and almost hugged Zhou Lan.

The sofa was squeezed out.

There was a crash.

Zhou Lan woke up like a dream, he quickly pushed Du Yunfeng away, looked nervously at the bedroom, and said, "Yunfeng, my wife is still next door."

Zhou Lan nervously listened to the noises in the bedroom, but there was no scream from Shumei. He was slightly relieved, and another embarrassment arose in his heart—he is a man with a family, not that Free youth.

"I didn't give Shumei the name to deceive her. She is crazy and stupid. I have to take care of her for the rest of my life. I can't leave her alone."

Du Yunfeng felt that he was Monkey King, and if he wanted to take Tang Monk to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, one difficulty after another, there would be monsters and ghosts, Zhou Lan really did not let him worry!

The road to the west is long, but there will always be a time when the ninety-nine and 81 difficulties will not stop him. He has an indestructible golden cudgel and also has all kinds of 72 changes.

You can fight against the sky, or you can compromise.

"Hush," he didn't mean to let go of Zhou Lan at all, just whispered, "I didn't let you leave her, I admit that she is your wife."

Zhou Lan was stunned, what did Du Yunfeng mean by this?

"I," Du Yunfeng pressed Zhou Lan's head, preventing him from looking at him, and said in a panic——

"You have your family, but no one will let you have three wives and four concubines. Why do you insist on sticking to her? You... you just take another house, and I don't want any title, you As long as you have me in your heart, I will admit it."

Zhou Lan was dumbfounded.

Du Yunfeng, a big man, stands upright wherever he goes, and says what he says, what... what is this talking about?

"What three wives and four concubines?" Zhou Lan supported her forehead in worry, "Yunfeng, we are all men, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I..." After Du Yunfeng finished speaking, he also felt that he was too shameless. This is not a confession, it is like a brothel begging for support, and his face is also red, "I don't know what to say, anyway... anyway I mean you understand."

"What do I know?" Zhou Lan was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at him, and turned her face to reach for the cigarette on the tea table, "Get up quickly, you're old enough to speak inappropriately, don't you feel ashamed and flustered?"

Du Yunfeng blushed: "Don't panic."

Zhou Lan didn't dare to continue this topic with him, so she pulled him to sit on the sofa, and ordered him to talk about business, and talk about the purpose of this trip to Nanjing.

Du Yunfeng didn't hide anything from him, and revealed all the plans he had with the Chairman and Director Dai.

"My main goal is to mobilize several party members who defected to Nanjing last year. They came to Nanjing with Wang Jingwei at the beginning. Wang's government has not improved. Some of them must be disappointed. I have to determine who is willing to change their minds. Then draw them back. In addition, there are still some intelligence missions at the Military Command Shanghai Station. Wang Jingwei has close contacts with the Japanese. If it falls, Xiangxi will be gone, and the Japanese will enter Sichuan, and the Chongqing government will no longer have a rear to hide in.”

Zhou Lan listened quietly, and nodded when the other party had finished speaking.

"That is to say," he followed Du Yunfeng's train of thought, "the next thing you need to do is to make friends with these people."

Du Yunfeng nodded: "Exactly."

Zhou Lan thought for a while with a cigarette in his mouth. These things went around in his mind, and he thought about it.

"Yunfeng, do you remember Tang Junquan?"

Du Yunfeng shook his head, and asked him back: "Is it from outside the customs? I can't remember, but the name seems to be in my memory."

Zhou Lan turned to look at him, and there was a layer of meaning in his eyes.

It doesn't matter if Du Yunfeng doesn't remember the things outside the pass, just let the good and the bad go.

"In a few days, I'll take you to see someone. It's Old Tang's daughter. She can help you." Zhou Lan stood up, "Today, go to bed early, and sleep in the guest room if you don't want to go back. I've already had someone clean it. "

After speaking, he shuffled towards the bedroom, and Du Yunfeng caught up with him in two light steps, "Mu An," he called him softly.

Zhou Lan turned her head, and at the same time felt that her fingertips were hot. It was Du Yunfeng who was tentatively pulling his hand.

Zhou Lan looked at the door of the bedroom. He was afraid that Shumei would be woken up by too much movement, so he tried hard to shake her away.

Du Yunfeng obviously noticed the way he looked at the bedroom, and suddenly remembered what he said just now, and blushed again.

"Your face..." Zhou Lan just said a few words, and suddenly thought about the trouble just now, "Go and rest." He bowed his head and said.

But Du Yunfeng pinched his fingertips tightly, and after a long time, he said in a low voice, "I'm serious."

Without waiting for Zhou Lan's reply, he turned his head and left. Zhou Lan looked back, only to see that his neck and ears were all red.

In the dead of night, on the wooden stairs, Du Yunfeng's footsteps sounded flustered, and Zhou Lan was so terrified that he almost suspected that the other party had rolled down.