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On July 25, [-], the Wuhan government moved its capital to Nanjing and reorganized the national government. Under the ideological trend of anti-communism and abolishing the old, the entire Republic of China was panicked and everyone was in danger.

It has been a severe drought for two months. On that day, Cangyun Mountain finally blew a strong wind, and the pampas grass all over the mountain was bent. Field cleaning.

The sky was about to change, she stood on the top of the mountain, watching the dark clouds gradually gather, and didn't even bother to dig the last spoon-leaf grass, grabbed the half-empty medicine basket and hurried down the mountain.

After seven or eight years of walking on the small mountain road, even if she closed her eyes, she could do nothing. The strong wind ruffled her hair, and the slanted grass on the side of the road bound her feet. She ignored everything, but suddenly, she staggered and stopped her steps. The bright pupils suddenly dilated.

It was blood that was so bright and dazzling, it broke into her sight drop by drop, and caught her off guard. She forgot about the howling wind, the coming heavy rain, and her breathing. She just stood there, staring blankly Looking at the blood-stained figure a foot away, his mind went blank.

Have you been found?She was still discovered... In a daze, she seemed to see the sky outside that was blackened by shells, and a face that was crying heart-piercingly under the flames of war.The master said that the people outside are all bad people, villains who try their best to drive them out...

Fear was like an invisible hand, pinching her heart tightly, making her breathing disordered and rapid.One person and one 'corpse' faced each other across the wind. After a long time, she slowly came to her senses, and tremblingly called out "... hello"

The pale voice quickly disappeared into the wind, and nothing responded to her.

Is it dead?She brushed aside the forehead hair that was blocking her eyes, and finally tiptoed forward. As she approached step by step, the thundering heartbeat in her chest gradually quieted down, and the closer she got, the quieter she became.

She was as white as paper, and her bluish-black hair spread out from the brim of her hat. She was slightly startled, it turned out to be a woman.Perhaps because she is both a woman, her fear was a little less, and when she looked closely, she felt that she was not an ordinary woman. She was wearing men's clothes and pants, like the modern figure Master said, with a high nose bridge and thin lips Slightly sipping, even though she is unconscious at the moment, there is a natural indifference on that delicate face, and a heroic spirit that is rare for ordinary women.

"Wake up, wake up," she called out instinctively, but no matter what, the man didn't move.

In an instant, she was flustered.The master said that there is war outside, and if the village is discovered, it will be a catastrophe, but the master also said that it is the duty of a doctor to save the dying and heal the wounded.

She bit her lip lightly, caught in a dilemma.In one thought, she put down the medicine basket, held her breath and tore off her blood-stained blouse, and the old and new welts all over her body instantly came into view, but what shocked her even more was that the man suffered a gunshot wound.The gunshot wound, she shook her hand, and the uncrushed spoon grass fell on the blood-stained body.

There seemed to be a voice in her heart urging her to threaten her, leave here, leave this person.Instinctively, she stepped back, quickly grabbed the medicine basket, passed her, and ran towards the wind.

The more urgent the wind, the faster the steps, the faster the heartbeat, and even the more urgent the sin in the bottom of my heart.Her footsteps slowed down, and the master said, if you don't save people, you are killing people. She knew that she would die.

There was a thunder, and the bean-heavy rain fell down, as if to vent the drought of the past months.

And she didn't shake her conscience after all.

It rained heavily all night, and the whole cave was filled with a muddy smell, and she didn't close her eyes all night.She was afraid that this person would not wake up, and she was even more afraid that because of her little conscience, she would harm herself, her master, and the whole village.

It was almost dawn, and she gradually became sleepy, but she managed to keep her eyes open.Just when she was half-closed, she seemed to see the frown of the people on the ground.It was a sign of waking up. In an instant, she grabbed the sickle on the ground like a frightened bird, and retreated defensively.

The sound seemed to make the person realize that she was in a different situation. While she was in a drowsy body, she still tried to pinch her own palm to force herself to wake up.

What kind of will is this, she sweated inexplicably, holding her breath and looking at that corner.

That person woke up slowly, her beautiful eyes, deep like a lake, swallowed up the dazed and defensiveness of the first awakening, her heart was hung high, "You...are you a good person or a bad person? "

It was useless and ridiculous to ask such a question to a stranger, but she asked, and waited extremely nervously for an answer.The man propped himself up against the wall, his eyes lightly swept over her face, and after a long time, he looked away, "I'm not a good person, nor a bad person."

Such an answer must not make her take it lightly. It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul. She has seen the eyes of many people, but she can't see what this person is thinking at all. , why did you come here, why did you get shot, and why..."

The words stopped abruptly, the man stared at her intently, and her ears began to feel hot involuntarily.

All of this seemed to be invisible to that person. She looked at the little girl who was still wearing Qing Dynasty costumes, "Who are you, and why are you here?" She articulated clearly, as if she was an orchid in an empty valley.

Blushing suddenly, she said angrily, "If you don't ask me, I won't ask you!"

The corner of the man's lips curled up slightly, as if smiling, and his eyes were shining like stars.

Something lightly landed on her heart and took root.

"Sister Aman"

The clear voice pierced the morning. Standing on the mountainside, she saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl running towards her from a distance, carrying a medicine basket on her back. With the redness in the east, she looked extraordinarily young and energetic.

"Sister Aman" the girl panted and ran to her. Before she could stand still, she couldn't wait to say, "Guess what I brought you?"

Looking at the slightly flushed cheeks, she repeated, "What?"

"Look" the girl took out a cloth bag from the medicine basket, opened it, and it turned out to be a brand new green cloth long jacket. "I specially made it according to your size." There was some shyness and anxiety in the excited tone, Then she quietly observed her expression, seeing her faint smile and suddenly remembered that she didn't wear these.

"I like it very much, thank you Shiyu."

Still, she was disappointed.She is the woman of the new era that Master said, so how could she like this old thing?During her ten days of recuperating in the cave, they stayed together every day. Although they tacitly agreed not to ask about each other's affairs, she still heard some new and difficult words from time to time, such as electric lights, bicycles, and the Three People's Principles. Whenever she mentions these, there is always a gleam in her eyes.

But that was something she was afraid to touch, something she didn't dare to touch.

She knew that the world had changed, but she didn't know whether this new world could accommodate her.

"Go, go."

Hesitant and confused, she followed behind her step by step. Finally, she mustered up her courage and said with difficulty, "It seems...it seems to be the Republic of China."

The voice was as thin as a mosquito, the footsteps in front paused, and there was no reply.

She blushed, she didn't know what she was thinking, probably because of disdain and contempt, Master said, people like them discarded the old things as if they were old shoes, and would kill them all.

She is a person who lives in the old times.

"Do you know this?"

Her thoughts were pulled back, she looked at the delicate little girl in front of her eyes, bit her lips and said "I know"

"will use?"

She shook her head quickly, she only heard from her master that this thing is so powerful that it can kill people even across a long ridge.

"Hold it" The woman handed the gun to her.

She took it with some trepidation, but didn't know where to put her hand.The woman seemed to see her embarrassment, and then leaned over, taught her to hold the handle of the gun tightly with one hand, and whispered in her ear, "Hold on, aim at that tree trunk"

The wet numb breath went from the ears to the whole body, and the heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Song Shiyu had never had such a reaction before. His face was burned to the base of his ears, and his hands were naturally crooked.

"A little bit to the left." The man naturally put his arms around her waist, and even came close to his face to help her hold the muzzle of the gun.

At such a close distance, even the sound of each other's breathing can be heard clearly, Song Shiyu's mind is not on the gun, she secretly draws her outline with peripheral vision, but she is caught by the other party when she doesn't want to, shy and embarrassed, she Look away slightly.

"Okay, buckle it up." The latter's tone was light, in stark contrast to the turbulent waves in her heart.

Huge loss came to her heart, she barely concentrated her attention on her hand, but she still didn't dare to make a move because of her too little strength, she just couldn't press it down.A hand came up and clasped lightly, only to hear a click, neither light nor heavy.

All the emotions were vented silently with the empty sound. She turned away, bit her lip lightly, and said in a low voice, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"..." paused, "You are very smart."

These words were like a ray of sunlight shining into her heart, she tilted her head slightly, and saw the lake water in her eyes like a breeze blowing, and her figure was clearly reflected in it, she blushed, and said no more Dare to look into her eyes and walk out with her head buried.

The breeze brushed her hair, her face, and her heart. Looking at the white miscanthus fluttering in the wind, her throbbing heart was gradually stained with sadness. "Master said, the emperor was betrayed by Yuan Shikai." , the sky is falling."

"The sky will never fall."

"But now..." She wanted to argue, but she didn't have the confidence. "Is there still an emperor?"

"there is none left"

"..." Wordless silence, in fact, she still has a lot of things to ask, she wants to ask her what's going on outside, where she came from and where she is going, why she gets hurt, and what she does... But She also knows that secrets are exchanged.

So is trust.

How can she ask her what she dare not tell her.After being silent for a long time, she hesitated and said, "Are you...married?"

"If the country is not the country, why should the family be." When she said this, her eyes were heavy, as if there was some kind of pain.

Song Shiyu didn't notice, she just felt that she had made money by answering, she was secretly happy, and then asked, "Then do you have a sweetheart?"

"no"

"Really?" The rhetorical question was so obviously joyful that when she realized it, the atmosphere became awkward, and she couldn't help stammering, "There are guests at home, I...I'll come to you in the afternoon"