Cai Wei

【21】

The days were not salty, and the back that I saw that day seemed to be just a shadow that was misleading, and was forgotten in the depths of my mind. Although I was still on guard, I still didn't take it to heart.There is no need to mention the past, not to mention if he came to my door, how could a "dead person" threaten me?

The Japanese Air Force's air raids on the Kunming area became more frequent. During the usual run-off alarms, I occasionally looked up at the sky, but I could also see Hawker III aircraft attacking in the blue sky and white clouds.This is a Chinese plane, which Hobby mentioned in his correspondence with me.

He often told me about an Air Force hero named Liu Cuigang. He was a graduate of the second phase of the Central Aviation School. The Hawker III, which was lagging behind in speed and performance, faced the Japanese monoplane fighter Type 37, shooting down 8 enemy planes and injuring two.

He Bi admired and respected Liu Cuigang, one of the "Four Heavenly Kings" of the Air Force, but the hero was short-lived. In October of the same year, he died for the country at the age of 24.

When I saw He Bi’s letter, I felt a little depressed, so I went to inquire about Liu Cuigang, and then I learned that the local Cuigang Primary School in Kunming was founded by his widow, Ms. Xu Xilin, after Liu Cuigang’s death. of.

I remembered that I had met Ms. Xu Xilin. She was still a young lady, and her eyes were full of imperceptible sadness that had been accumulated for many days, as well as the firmness of educating people.

There have been frequent wars recently, and Lin Ximing and I were really worried about He Bi, but we couldn't say anything to stop him, so we had to write a lot of instructions on the letter paper every time we sent a letter.

Lin Ximing and I are doomed to have no children, and He Bi has also lost the care of all bloodlines in this world.We regard him as a relative with a blood relationship, and we don't want him to die on the land of a foreign land, but we can't watch him depressed and spend his days in a daze.This kind of thinking, which seems to have overturned the seasoning plate, often makes us feel mixed and difficult to describe when we read He Bi's letters.

However, although Lin Ximing talked a lot in the letter, he didn't actually involve the details. The training and base of the pilots are confidential, and it is impossible for He Bi to mention them in the letter.

When I woke up today, I felt dizzy for a while. The cough that has been delayed for three or four months has become severe today. My throat is sore that it is quite difficult to drink water and swallow.After Lin Ximing made porridge for me, he hurried to ask for a doctor. I half-lyed on the bed and read the newspaper.

Not long after, Lin Ximing brought the doctor here. After the examination, it was an old illness again. He prescribed some medicine that he had been drinking, and then left.I watched as Lin Ximing dragged the bench to the side of the bed and leaned on the back of the chair in a daze. I reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Ximing suddenly came back to his senses, and the expression gathered on my face. I looked at his face, which was the facial features I was familiar with. I knew from him that even a small blink of an eye or a slight curvature of the corner of his lips could detect it. I can see his emotions, so I know he's sad right now, even if he doesn't express anything.

"... Weihua", he stroked the hand I put on his shoulder, "Your... cough, I'm afraid it will take a year or so to heal completely."

I didn't answer, I just put his palm on my cheek and tilted my head.

"So, I want to ask you." He raised his eyes and looked at me from bottom to top, "Can you protect your throat as much as possible? Keep away from the smoke and dust. If the weather is cold and the wind is cold, take Wearing the scarf I knitted to protect your mouth and nose. Promise me...don't get sick again..."

I was really heartbroken for a moment, and I just wanted to hug this man fiercely, tell him I'm fine, I'll be fine, I won't leave him, and make a bunch of vows that sound beautiful, but those After the sweet and pleasant vows were peeled away, they were all empty lies.

I can't guarantee that I'll be fine, and I can't guarantee that I won't leave him, and I can't hug him tightly and tell him lies.So I had to tilt my head and rubbed his palm, and told him.

"I try my best."

I tried my best, how weak these three words are, but they are the most solid response I can give him.

I watched him soften his brows and eyes, and smiled, his eyes were full of tenderness and helplessness.

For the first time, I suddenly had a sad fantasy, if we had never grown up in this era, how lucky and beautiful it would be.Without those flames of war, without those bloody feuds, without those family and country hatreds, would we be able to live a mediocre but beautiful life in peace?

There is no need for twists and turns of love, no need for a vigorous life, just a mediocre and unremarkable meal a day, three meals a day, sunrise and sunset, that's fine.

Having said that, I have never regretted being born in this troubled world.I love this great river and mountain, I love this land, I love the people living on this land, I love... this country.

Because of this love, I, Chang Weihua, are destined not to have that peaceful day in my life.

There is no way to escape from the Lingtai, and the wind and rain are like a chime, darkening the hometown.

Feeling cold Xingquan did not notice, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.

【22】

Recently, I can always hear in the alleys, those grandpas and aunts who can't keep their mouths open, saying that the Japanese sent spies to trap news about the pilots and the air force base.Although the rumors in the market say that everything needs to be a little suspicious, it is often not groundless. It reminds me of my elder brother's "friend" in the place of fireworks.I am sure that the elegant and dignified Japanese woman is Fang Qing herself, so it is hard not to think that my elder brother came to Kunming this time and the Chinese Air Force was rising. He is a spy sent by Japan.

With these background foreshadowing, I slowly recalled that during this period of time when I went to send a reply to Hobby, there always seemed to be such a figure in the mail room, and I would see it every time I went.He looks inconspicuous, often just curled up in a corner, completely unable to attract any attention, but when you try to recall, you can remember that there is such a person.

I was taken aback, and began to worry about whether the letters I usually sent to Hobby would cause them trouble.But I feel that this kind of letter should not be easily read by others, so I feel a little relieved.

Then one day when I was avoiding air raids in the air-raid shelter, I heard people around me whispering to me that someone had inquired about He Bi in the past two days.The matter of He Bi's joining the army was not publicized much, and most people should not know about it, but after all these things happened, I put the whole thing together and thought about it, and I felt that I guessed it right. eight.

Back in the house, Lin Ximing came back from get out of class early in the morning, and was sitting at his desk with those silver-rimmed eyes, correcting students' homework.Seeing me come back, he put down his pen and said, "Go back?"

"Well, I'm hungry." It was almost Meng Qiu, and the weather turned slightly cooler. I took off the woolen cardigan that Lin Ximing spent a lot of money knitting for me early in the morning, and sat down at the table.

Lin Ximing went to the kitchen to fetch the porridge, a plate of pickled cucumbers and a sliced ​​sausage on the table, I went to get the bowls and chopsticks to put the porridge, and drank it with the pickles and sausages.

"Weihua, we'd better go together these days." Lin Ximing said.

"Are you defending against my elder brother?"

"I'm here to defend Weiguo and the Japanese who may be behind him." He picked up a chopstick of pickled cucumber and drank the porridge. "The Japanese sent spies here to investigate the affairs of our air force. Not too many people know about it, but now there are quite a few people who are inquiring about him. It can be inferred that the Japanese or He Bi is one of the pilots. In order to confirm this speculation, we must investigate the people with close contacts. He Bi has never had anyone close to him in Kunming, except you and me."

He took another sip of porridge and continued.

"We must be a very valuable source of information, because if they really squatted in the mail room, they must have noticed that we still have contact with Hobby, who has become an active pilot. We have found out about you and me, if you don't want to In Kunming, where the Japanese influence has not yet penetrated, there is too much noise, and they will definitely use a more gentle method to obtain information. And if the person you met that day was really Weiguo, according to the blood relationship between Weiguo and you It is very likely that he was sent to get close to you."

I smiled and picked up a piece of sausage, "You and I think about the same, but we don't know anything about Hobby that they want."

"This is the real danger..." Lin Ximing sighed, "Forget it, promise me, don't go out alone these days, okay?"

"Okay, okay, you really want to take me on your belt."

The author has something to say:

If the wish of Weihua beauty comes true

【modern】

Chang Weihua, Professor of Chinese Department of University A

Professor Lin Ximing, Department of Chemistry, University A

Of

unspeakable things

#professor!Your character design is broken, professor!

#Today's He Bi is also pretending to be blind

#林教师 Please show your students a little respect, please don't knit sweaters during the invigilation!

#wtf? !Professor Chang, beauty, why does this cardigan look so familiar today?

#frightened#frightened