[Lou Cheng] 24 solar terms

Ah Cheng won't let go?That's all I'm going to say today. If Ah Cheng doesn't meet Miss Jin this weekend, you won't be named Ming from next week onwards. "

Ming Lou was speechless: "...is it my fault again?"

"This is the end of the matter, you can go to see the other side."

Mingcheng nodded and remained silent.

Minglou sighed, sat down and put his arms around his shoulders: "Eldest sister's temperament is like this, the current situation is not optimistic, and the relationship between us is not suitable to be broken at this time. When the situation improves, I will immediately confess to elder sister, If you want to be beaten or scolded, I will bear it together."

Mingcheng said in a low voice, "It's my fault, and I should go to receive the punishment."

"What stupid things?" Ming Lou said, "I have wronged you for so many years."

Mingcheng shook his head.

Minglou intentionally teased him: "Don't think too much, just treat it as going out for a cup of coffee with a friend, anyway, you have had a drink with Susan many times before, and one more Ms. Jin will make no difference."

"Brother, is this going to turn over an old score?" Mingcheng laughed, his eyes were clever and sly, "Then what is Director Wang saying?"

Minglou snorted and said, "You are the smartest."

"Who do you learn from?"

The weekend is coming soon.

Mingcheng put on a well-worn suit, turned up the collar of his shirt to cover his neck, and slandered Minglou for not pretending to be magnanimous, then followed Mingjing out the door with a low eyebrow.

The agreed place was a park. On a bench by the lake was a man sitting upright, with a white skirt and a straight back, reading a book seriously.

Mingcheng had also checked the profile of this Miss Jin before, and had seen the photos, but when he looked at it from the side, he suddenly felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.Before he could recall, Ming Jing had already walked over to say hello, forced him to sit down on the bench, and said with a smile: "You young people get to know each other well, and I won't get involved. I'm making an appointment with Mrs. Su today. Alright, I'm going to the teahouse." She called out, "Ah Cheng."

"Miss?"

"In a while, you invite Miss Jin to go shopping around, to watch a movie or something, and remember to send Miss Jin home safely after dinner."

Mingcheng glanced at his watch.

nine in the morning.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said helplessly, "Yes, eldest sister. You should also be careful on the road, and call me if you need anything."

Ding Jing nodded in satisfaction.

The two sat in silence for a while.

Mingcheng organized his words carefully: "Miss Jin, I'm really sorry, I..."

"Mr. Ming doesn't need to apologize." She said softly, with a very gentle tone, "I can see Mr. Ming's reluctance, but I am also the same. But I am old, and I dare not resign, so today I ask Mr. Ming to give me To save face, make things right with the clan sister for me."

Mingcheng silently breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice became slightly relaxed: "Then what does Miss Jin mean?"

Jin Jue caressed the cover of the book in his hand, and smiled softly: "Mr. Ming must know about my life experience. The sister of the family wanted me to live abroad on purpose, but I insisted on returning to Shanghai. Speaking of the reason, it is just Because I wanted to find my lost elder brother. My parents died during the war, and my elder brother and I were the only ones who depended on each other for life. Later, something happened. I was rescued by the clan sister, but my elder brother was nowhere to be found. In the past few years, I searched everywhere for information, and finally found it. A clue."

Mingcheng said: "It is indeed a great blessing for the siblings to meet again."

Jin Jue glanced at him: "But the situation where my brother lives is special, I tried many ways, but I couldn't go to meet him, so I want to take this opportunity to ask Mr. Ming to do me a favor."

Mingcheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ming, it's not a secret place, it's just something taboo."

Jin Jue said a few words slowly.

Mingcheng was silent for a moment, then stood up.

"The car is parked outside." He whispered, "Miss Jin, please."

The barren grass is empty, there are lonely graves everywhere, and there is nowhere to talk about it.

Jin Jue stood under the tree, looking at the hills quietly, with no trace of sadness or joy in his expression.

Mingcheng stood behind her without speaking.

He knew what was buried under the ground.

There are aspiring young people who took to the streets to shout loudly in the past but died of brutal suppression, there are brave soldiers who defended the country with their bodies during the Songhu Battle, and there are innocent people who died under the Japanese butcher knife after the city was broken.

Every inch of this land is scarlet, bit by bit, stained by the blood of the people of the country.The mournful sound of the wind roared through the woods, as if singing a never-ending desolate dirge.

Jin Jue stood for a long time, and Mingcheng also stood with her for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Jin Jue finally closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

"Thank you, Mr. Ming, let's go."

"Don't go...do you want to pay homage to Brother Ling?"

Jin Jue laughed sadly: "There is no news about the survivors, and the dead are left in the dust. I can't even recognize where he lives." She shook her head, turned around and said, "That's it... This is enough, I can come here once and take a look, I am already very satisfied.”

In a trance, Jin Jue took a few steps, the soles of his feet softened involuntarily, and subconsciously reached out to support the tree trunk beside him.Mingcheng reacted very quickly, and he also handed over his hand to support her, but when he stood still, the book he was holding was thrown out.The thick book hit the ground with a dull sound, and a picture floated out from the pages of the opened book, and Mingcheng took it in his hand.

It is a landscape painting with light ink, with a few brushstrokes connecting the grass and the sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light. Although Mingcheng studied Western painting, he feels that although the brushwork is insufficient, the artistic conception is very charming.

In the blank space of the painting, there is a poem inscribed--birds go, birds come, in the mountains, people sing and people cry, the handwriting is vigorous and sharp, as if it came from the hands of a man.The inscribed place is a "Jue" character, hairpin lower case, delicate and graceful, obviously written by a woman.

Jin Jue lowered his head to pick up the book, only to see the painting in Mingcheng's hand, his face changed slightly: "Mr. Ming, this painting is an old one of my brother's. It was made by hand. It is really clumsy and cannot be seen." He stretched out his hand and was about to take it.

Mingcheng let her take it away, paused, and smiled slowly: "Brother Ling is a great talent." He then said, "May I ask, is the word Jue in your handwriting? But I remember, your boudoir The name...is not written in this way."

Jin Jue forced a smile: "I... the clan sister changed my name for me back then."

Mingcheng nodded: "That's right." He changed the subject, "Is there anything else Miss Jin wants to go next?"

Jin Jue bowed his head and said: "No, Mr. Lao Ming will send me back directly. I will explain to my clan sister that Mr. Ming and I cannot get along and have no fate."

Mingcheng smiled and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter, you can blame me for the reason."

Jin Jue pursed his lips and smiled: "In this case, Chairman Ming will be angry."

Mingcheng said helplessly: "Eldest sister's intentions have finally been let down by my ineffective younger brother." When he said this, his eyes were gentle and peaceful, Jin Jue saw it, and suddenly said: "You and Chairman Ming , It is true that sister and brother love each other deeply, and I have also heard that Officer Ming has always respected elder sister very much."

"Because eldest sister is worth it." Mingcheng smiled softly, "Siblings in the world have always been like this, such as you and Brother Ling, aren't they?" If you offend..."

"No." Jin Jue said, lowered his head, and clasped the corners of the book tightly with his plain fingers, even leaving deep bloodstains on his fingertips.She subconsciously touched the pocket of her coat with the other hand, her eyes fluctuated violently, she struggled for a long time, and finally let go gently.

The car stopped at the door of the apartment.

Mingcheng opened the car door for her, Jin Jue got out of the car, leaned over and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Ming, thank you for today."

"Goodbye, Miss King."

The car drove away.

Jin Jue walked into the apartment, gently leaned against the corner wall, and slowly took out a box from his pocket.

The packaging is exquisite and the shape is beautiful. It was a gift she originally planned to give to Ding Jing through Mingcheng's hand.

There is a pair of jade bracelets in the box. She has researched it, and it is Ming Jing's favorite one. Whether it is out of personal preference or out of politeness, if Ming Jing wants to meet her these days, he will definitely wear it to show respect .

Jin Jue thought, after so many years of learning medicine, it is finally worthless. Yu can support people, but if used well, he can also kill people.

But she finally gave up.

She had prepared for so long, but in the end she was still defeated by such nostalgic tender feelings, even though she knew very well that the ones she wanted to take revenge were two despicable and shameless traitors.

They are two good brothers who are gentle and considerate, but they are also two bloody, cruel and ruthless executioners.

Jin Jue raised his face silently, tears streaming down slowly.

On Monday, Mingcheng reported his upcoming itinerary to Minglou in the office as usual.

"Snapped!"

The door of the office was pushed open forcefully.

Ming Lou frowned and looked over. Yoko Nantian was wearing a military uniform and was walking in with a condensed expression.

"Section Chief Nantian?" Minglou stood up and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?" Turning around, he told Mingcheng, "Hurry up and pour a cup of tea for Section Chief Nantian."

"No need." Yoko Nantian raised his hand and said, "Mr. Ming, I am here this time to invite your secretary to take a trip to the Special Higher Class."

"Oh?" Minglou asked puzzled, "Did he do something wrong?"

"That's not true." Nantian Yoko moved the corners of his mouth, "I have something to ask Mr. Ah Cheng for help, and I hope that the chief will be accommodating."

Minglou smiled and said, "It's his honor that Section Chief Nantian has a crush on Ah Cheng." He turned his head and said, "You go."

"Yes, sir."