[Lou Cheng] 24 solar terms

Don't keep him in face, will the military commander think so? "

Minglou said bitterly: "It's been eight lifetimes of bad luck for me to have a partner like you!"

Wang Tianfeng buttoned up his neckline: "Each to each other."

Mingcheng carried the suitcase, crossed the Champs-Elysées, hurriedly turned into a two-storey conservatory, looked around, and knocked on the door several times with varying severity.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground came from inside the door, and a female voice asked, "Who?"

Mingcheng said, "It's me."

The door opened, he stepped in, quickly closed the door again, Guiwan put the gun away, motioned him to sit down.

Mingcheng sat on the chair, put the small box on his lap, and asked her, "What's the matter?"

"There are traitors inside, and the superior means to preserve strength and temporarily disband this contact point." Gui Wan said quickly, "You must transfer immediately. Set off from Gare du Nord tomorrow morning, pass through Berlin, and transfer to Moscow for training."

Mingcheng was taken aback: "What?"

"Except for the traitors, the whole team was sacrificed. You are the only one who survived, but you may also die. People from the Harbin Police Department will investigate here soon, and the military command has also sent people over. I have to Do your best to keep yourself safe."

Guiwan, on the other hand, seemed very calm, and even lit a cigarette. The smell of the smoke was mixed with the scent of iris lilies on her body, and Mingcheng suddenly felt a little pungent, and almost shed tears.

In the end, he held back and only asked her softly: "If I suddenly disappear, the school and my family will find out that something is wrong. Will it arouse others' suspicion or implicate my family?"

Guiwan said: "The organization will try its best to cover up for you, and there is no guarantee that there will be no flaws." She stared at Mingcheng and said calmly: "From the day you joined, you should be prepared for this. Your Work is dangerous, you will die at any time, and the people you care about may die because of you at any time."

"There is no need to die for the sake of more people." Mingcheng was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Yes, I understand."

Guiwan looked at his expression for a while, then suddenly said: "You look like a young man who is about to part with his lover. Are you in love?"

"No, no."

Guiwan said: "I can hear the shrike's whining from your voice... Oh, do you know the shrike?"

Mingcheng said: "I know. When I was young, my elder brother taught me the "Moon Order", saying that the midsummer moon '鵙听听', this '鵙' refers to the Shrike."

"Shrikes and swallows go east and west. Thinking about it, it's very appropriate." Guiwan looked at him, "Try to live through today, maybe the day the battle ends, your lover will still be waiting for you."

Mingcheng changed the subject: "When are we going to leave?"

"It's you, not me, I still have to wait for my husband." Guiwan stood up and put out the cigarette in her hand, "As for you, you go now, go directly to the train station, and don't come back no matter what happens. "

Mingcheng wanted to persuade her to go together, but in the end he remained silent under her firm gaze, and nodded slightly: "Okay, take care."

He put on his clothes and packed his things.

Suddenly there was a slight movement at the stairway.

Gui Wan raised her eyebrows suddenly.

Mingcheng's eyes suddenly became sharp. He moved quickly with his hands, opened the small box, and many painting tools fell to the ground. He didn't even look at it. He directly took out a bunch of metal parts from the bottom, and assembled them in the blink of an eye. Small size.

"Be careful." Gui Wan silently gestured to him.

Mingcheng nodded slightly, and touched it lightly.

The gun is loaded.

The praying mantis gives birth, the hawk begins to sing, but the tongue is silent.

The yin energy is born, the praying mantis breaks out of its eggs, the mockingbird is unusually silent, and only the shrike stands on the branch and sings the prelude to parting.

Mango seeds have arrived.

[Thirteen] Summer Solstice

On the side is a pool of blood that is slowly congealing, and on the forehead is the muzzle of the gun that is still warm.

Mingcheng knelt in the snow, but in such a cold weather, he was only wearing a work uniform covered with oil paint over his shirt, forced by Sen Leng's muzzle, using the temperature of his legs to melt the ice and snow on the ground.

The trembling lips were as pale as paper, but the almost frozen cheeks were strangely flushed, and the big bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray veil, except for the full of fear and despair, there was no trace of it The spirit of the past.

Minglou looked at him condescendingly, without even shaking the gun in his hand, but his eyes were brimming with resentment: "Say! If you dare to hide a single word, I'll shoot you!"

"Brother..." he murmured, his voice trembling, he didn't know whether he was frozen or frightened, "I don't know...I didn't..."

"You still want to lie to me!" Ming Lou yelled angrily, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him towards him.The skinny young man was like a wounded little beast, curled up under his hands and shivering but did not dare to struggle, Ming Lou hit his forehead with the butt of a gun, blood and tears slid down together.

"I didn't...I really didn't...Brother, believe me..." Mingcheng cried and wanted to grab his arm, but Minglou threw him away and slammed him to the ground.

Minglou said coldly: "No? Without you, you would come here in the middle of the night? Without you, you would come out of this flower shop by such a coincidence? Mingcheng, Mingcheng, I teach you to raise you, just let you learn Did you come to lie to me after all these years!"

"No, big brother!" Mingcheng choked with sobs, he didn't dare to stand up, he only dared to kneel down in the snow and crawl over bit by bit, to Minglou's feet, and reached out to grab the toe of his boot, "I'm here for you!" Susan...she used to be a work-study student...working here...going on tour...Miss Guiwan said that she could find someone to replace her..."

"Big brother, big brother... how dare I lie to big brother..."

Minglou looked at him coldly: "Just helping my classmates?" Seeing him shaking his head and nodding, Minglou kicked him in the chest angrily, knocking him to the ground, and stepped on the sole of his boot fiercely: "You will Show courteousness to female classmates! There are so many classmates and friends, how come you are the one who was hired to replace you! Who are you lying to?"

Mingcheng raised his face, with tears in his eyes, and said in a loud voice: "Susan said... Miss Guiwan paid a lot of money... The students think it's too late and don't want to come..."

"Did my Ming family short your food or your clothes! Huh? They raised your eyelids so shallow! You only see money in your eyes!"

"No, no! Brother..." Mingcheng anxiously said, "I-I want to buy a gift for Brother...Bird Brother's birthday is coming up, but I-I can't afford that much money...Miss Guiwan Very generous, I thought it would be enough to finish this month...Brother! I'm really not..."

The gun was pointed at his forehead.

The finger resting on the trigger trembled slightly, and Minglou's lips trembled slightly, and the veins on his neck were exceptionally clear because he was holding back intense emotions.

He looked at Mingcheng.

Under the gun, Mingcheng also looked at him, his eyes were weak and full of pleading.

The young man opened his mouth, and the sound of teeth clinking almost covered up his almost inaudible words.

"Brother...Brother, please forgive me..."

Minglou closed his eyes, and a tear was so caught off guard that it fell heavily from the corner of his eye.

"Crazy," he said, "come on."

Wang Tianfeng stood on the side, watching Minglou turn around, with his back to Mingcheng, half-raised his head and closed his eyes, guessing that if possible, he would probably also wish to plug his ears together, so as not to hear the gunshot that was about to go off in the next moment. Voice.

Mingcheng lay down in the snow, his blank eyes slowly shifted from Minglou to him, as if he suddenly realized something, in the snow, the abandoned little beast made a vague and sad sound, and the dead silence slowly Climb up the face.

Wang Tianfeng sighed at him and raised his gun.

Five o'clock in the morning, Gare du Nord.

Minglou stood silently on the edge of the platform. After a while, he stretched out his hand to wrap Mingcheng's scarf tightly, and asked him softly, "Is it still cold?"

Mingcheng shook his head: "It's okay, big brother."

Minglou patted him on the shoulder and said to him: "Today's matter is temporarily over, but Wang Tianfeng is suspicious by nature, I'm afraid he will be more careful with you and me. In the future, we must be more careful."

"Yes, brother. He is your partner, you will..."

"When you go to Moscow this time, just rest assured and train hard. I know what I know." Minglou said, "If you break my mission this time, the military commander will probably let you directly serve as my adjutant. , to assist my work—that lunatic, now his goal has been achieved."

"Did he just want to develop me before?"

"You are too close to me. If you don't develop it, it may have an unnecessary impact on my future tasks." Minglou said, "The military command wants to develop you. First, it is to find me a deputy. Second, I'm afraid I also want to bury an eyeliner by my side, just in case."

Mingcheng sped up his speech a little: "Over there...are you suspicious of Big Brother?"

"Not yet, it should just be a routine." Minglou signaled him to relax, "Wang Tianfeng wanted to develop you secretly at first, the night you invited me to watch a drama, he happened to be on the road that must be passed to prepare It was a big show, I didn't expect you to miss it, and he hit the ashtray and was injured, so it didn't matter in the end."

Mingcheng suddenly said: "That's why big brother changed his method to prevent me from going out that night."

Minglou said in a deep voice: "Wang Tianfeng thought he was hiding it well, but he didn't know that I was not only handling the military command's intelligence line." He paused for a while, and sighed deeply: "But I didn't expect that, thousands of calculations , the ashtray still met with you, and finally...developed you."

"Big brother..."

Minglou blamed himself and said, "I should have found out a long time ago. As early as that night, I followed the clues to your school to pick up the ashtray. I should have noticed it at that time, but I just