Nine Songs of Anti-Japanese War

Mudanjiang stands on the fortress position that is being cleared.

"Position after battle" is probably the furthest word from "pleasant" in the world.The corpses of hundreds of soldiers from both the Soviet Union and Japan lay lying on the mountain in various postures. Their skin gradually softened and began to rot. Their abdomens were filled with gas and the military horses bulged into a ball with their hooves turned upside down, their necks twisted, and a puddle of dryness spread beneath them of blood.The remains of tanks, cars and artillery are scattered in places they would not have been able to reach when they were still in shape, interspersed with guns and ammunition abandoned during the battle.Mudanjiang guessed that there are still many landmines buried in the mine blockade area outside the anti-tank trenches, which will be detonated once someone passes by.

The war is over, and the work of cleaning the battlefield has just begun.

Just like many troops far away from the control of the base camp, after the Kwantung Army was caught off guard by the Soviet army and disrupted its organization and command, it just assembled and resisted, and did not stop immediately until it heard the emperor's end-of-war edict from the radio.On the day when the war was declared to stop and for several days after that, the land in the Northeast was still soaked in blood, and the offensive and defensive battles near the fortress especially cost a lot of manpower on both sides.Under both soft and hard measures, the remnants of the Kwantung Army finally realized that their persistence was useless. Many people chose to end their lives with knives or guns after crying bitterly. The fate of being captured.

I still remember that when we heard the news of Japan’s surrender just now, everyone cheered and hugged together with no image. Mental fatigue.After wandering abroad for many years, he has seen too much bloodshed... He can only look forward to returning home.After all the struggle so far, isn't it just for a place to go back to?

He stood in a messy position, but his thoughts drifted uncontrollably to his hometown, wondering how it would become there.

"Mudanjiang!" Harbin shook his shoulder from behind him and called him back, "Did you hear that? I have to go."

"Uh... oh! Are you finally leaving?"

Mudanjiang was stunned for a moment before waking up from the fugue, so the words in his words were not appropriate.In fact, everyone has heard that Shenyang, Qiqihar, and Harbin, as soon as the Soviet army opens the road to the south, they will go to "Xinjing" first, check the mess left by the puppet Manchukuo government, and then meet the leaders of the Anti-Union arrive.It is rumored that the Anti-Japanese Alliance also intends to use Changchun as the new headquarters to govern the entire Red Armed Forces in Northeast China.But after that, due to Shenyang's decision, the city representatives will no longer participate, and their cooperation with the Anti-Japanese Federation will automatically expire when the Japanese mess is cleared up.

Harbin pretended to be angry with a downcast face: "It seems that you are very happy for me to leave early..." Then he grabbed his hair and smiled, "Anyway, it is indeed time to go. I am sorry that I can't stay, and I will help clean up the battlefield with you .”

"It doesn't matter. You are a big shot, and a big shot has the responsibilities of a big shot." Mudanjiang grabbed Harbin's hand, looked into his eyes, and shook it firmly, "Take care on the road! If you have any news, good or bad, report it as soon as possible Give us."

"Okay, don't worry."

"When we arrive at the capital of the Puppet Manchukuo, we can inquire about the whereabouts of that man..."

Before Mudanjiang finished speaking, Harbin walked away from his hand, leaving him with a back that refused to answer.Mudanjiang was not discouraged either. He rushed up to the hill in two steps, put his hands around his mouth, and shouted: "Binzi! Come on!"

Only then did Harbin turn around, with a bewildered expression on his face: "The war is over, why refuel? Stop shouting, the Soviets are watching you... do your thing!"

Mudanjiang laughed twice and slipped away.Harbin sighed suddenly, and continued to walk towards the military vehicle waiting for him.

Of course he understands what Mudanjiang means...

After merging with Shenyang and Qiqihar on the road, they changed trains to Changchun along the Middle East Railway.The railway that Tsarist Russia broke ground half a century ago is still the same as before, but the surrounding scenery needs to adapt to enough changes even after they left the country.In the forest, among the mountains, and on the field, clusters of factories that had stopped working not long ago stood silently; the shadows of town houses and electric wires floating faintly on the skyline became denser unconsciously; several stations were added along the line, it turned out that it was inevitable The dilapidated small station facilities are complete, and those newly extended branch lines...

Qiqihar, who witnessed these changes, felt very complicated.The years when they were not in their own cities were also a period of major infrastructure and industrial construction in the Northeast.From what he saw and heard before he set off, most of the people's lives were above the food and clothing line. Although their expressions were a little gloomy, it was not uncommon for people to look particularly thin.If there were no September [-]th, no Manchukuo, and no Kwantung Army, these changes would naturally be gratifying.However, these things all happened after they left, which added an extra layer of inexplicable meaning.

"The Japanese also lost their money here..." His mixed feelings could only be condensed into limited words, "but they lost and lost everything."

Shen Yang seemed to understand his concerns, and answered: "Everything is over, it's just what they lost, and it may not become ours."

"Hi! No way."

The battles between the Soviet Union and Japan were mostly carried out on the defense lines of major fortresses and sparsely populated suburbs, and rarely affected ordinary civilians.But once the war ended, it was impossible for ordinary people to stay out of it. After four years of the Great Patriotic War, the Soviet army would not fight without pay. For many of them, the Northeast meant another place where they could search for spoils.While some suffering people were relieved, others fell into new suffering.At the least, the factory equipment in service will be removed and the job will be lost, and at the most serious, personal safety will be threatened.These things, they can only stand aside as bystanders. Even if they can occasionally stop the individual cases happening in front of them, they can't leave behind the vast reality of the entire land.

"Maozi fought bravely and resolutely, we have to admit it. But they are also causing damage." Shen Yang glanced at Harbin, "What can we do? After arriving in Changchun, if the leaders of the Anti-Japanese League raise this topic, we might as well discuss it with them." Let's discuss it, if they don't mention it, we'll just assume they have a countermeasure and don't pester them. Do you know Hammer?"

"know."

"Well, I'm afraid you will be impulsive. Sometimes," Shen Yang struck a match and lit the cigarettes captured from the prisoners of war, "it's meaningless to be impulsive."

Harbin faced the car window: "I'm not thinking about this, because I know everything..."

"Then you are thinking about other things." Qiqihar said.

"That's it."

The so-called closer to the hometown is more timid, but that is not the case for Harbin.He has been with the reconnaissance team several times before to explore the situation of his city, and he has a good grasp of it. This time, there is no worry about being unable to adapt to the changes. The main thing that permeates his chest is the pride of being able to return to his hometown with integrity.On the contrary, the closer he got to Changchun, the more disturbed he became.Things that seemed to have been figured out or didn't care much in the past resurfaced as the geographical location approached step by step, only to find that none of them had been resolved.According to the confession of the Kwantung Army who tried to escape from "Xinjing" and was captured, both Changchun and Jilin seem to have stayed where they were and had no intention of evacuating with the Japanese.Other than that, there is no other accurate information.When this journey comes to an end, can they find Changchun?If you find it, what should you tell him, and what will you do next?Did Changchun leave them for the disgraceful reason on the table, or did he really have a hidden reason behind it?

After a long and torturous wait, people get used to this state, and instead they will be in a hurry when the end comes suddenly.Harbin didn't show anything, but his mind was filled with thoughts surrounding the same problem, and he couldn't accommodate anything else for a long time.

No matter how long he can fight his mind, the length of the railway will not change.With the sound of the station announcement, the train entered the platform where the plaque of "Xinjing Railway Station" was still hung.

The Soviet army had only arrived not long ago, and was still busy with law and order and hunting down the Kwantung Army, so it was inconvenient to receive them that day.This was in the hands of the three of them, and they hurriedly expressed to their connectors that they didn't care about the delay, so they found a car and ran to the Imperial Palace of Manchukuo.The palace was very messy, the furniture was skewed, and many sundries that could not be taken away were scattered all over the place.They looked around and found nothing.

They went to the headquarters of the Kwantung Army.The building still looks uninhabited, only piles of ashes or nearly ashes of the remains of documents and archives are piled up, blocking the yard and corridors.They divided into three groups and searched separately.Everywhere is quiet, only the sunlight dances unwillingly on the fly ash raised by the burning objects.When Harbin came out of a small annex building without much hope, he suddenly bumped into an old man.

Harbin hurriedly grabbed the uncle to prevent him from falling: "Oh, be careful!"

The uncle stood still in no hurry, he maintained his awkward posture of being pulled to concentrate, and looked at him carefully.Harbin was frightened by the sight, and was about to open his mouth to ask, the uncle smiled, and the wrinkles on his face blossomed: "It's better to meet you than to be famous. Are you Harbin?"

"How do you—"

"Changchun has told me about you several times. By the way," the uncle remembered to explain, "I used to be the liaison officer of the organization!"

There are too few things that can be judged by these two sentences. "A liaison officer? We do have a liaison officer here, but we have lost contact a long time ago. This...what the hell is going on?"

"Hey, wasn't it just that winter, when they were too encircled and suppressed. The big troops were about to withdraw, and I was too old to fight, so I could only stay here, and gradually lost contact... After they withdrew, Changchun only told me his real identity and mentioned your matter when there were no missions to complete. He was also my benefactor. At the beginning of the year, I was accidentally overheard by those secret agents saying 'gossip', and I was arrested by them. It was supposed to be a five-year sentence, but last week it was rumored that the Japanese soldiers were going to die and all the prisoners would be executed before they left. Changchun found out and let us out quietly..."

Harbin's lips trembled.

"It just so happened that the Soviets launched an air strike that day, and all the guys who were going to be executed ran away, and they didn't arrest us again. I saw three Chinese soldiers entering the headquarters just now, and I thought they were from the organization. I didn't expect it to be more coincidental..." Opened The chatterbox uncle slowly sensed something was wrong from the other party's expression, "Did you meet Changchun?"

He shook his head.It happened that Shen Yang rushed over from the main building with a half-opened letter: "It seems that Jilin left us something!"

The uncle chased after Harbin and asked: "So, you haven't met his beautiful sister?"

Harbin felt that he would probably just shake his head: "I never knew him..."

Both Shenyang and Qiqihar came.They went in, spread the letter out on the nearest cabinet, and read it together.

Summer is coming to an end.The dryness and heat in Yan'an area gradually faded away, and it became a refreshing autumn.The comfortable climate obviously has a good boost to the fighting spirit of the troops who are about to leave in the base area. From the combatants to the logistics team, they are full of joy and vitality.On the way to the radio station, although Yan'an's pace was a little nervous, it was still much brisk compared to the difficult moments in the past.

"Is it really appropriate for me to give this speech?" He asked Gong, who was walking beside him, "According to tradition, it is better for you to come."

"It is your actions that will be effective. If I do it, won't it repeat the chairman's statement? During the eight years of the Anti-Japanese War, you have become a revolutionary holy place in the hearts of the people. Everyone is willing to be inspired by you. Yan'an, you You should be confident."

"You're right. It's just that I haven't given such a wide-ranging speech before..."

"Talk to the soldiers as usual. I was the first to see a huge crowd of people below, and I would also be stage fright." Looking back on the past, he suddenly smiled, "Now, I get excited when I see a lot of people. Believe it or not?"

Yan'an chuckled: "Okay, I believe it!"

Walking into the radio station, Yanan took a deep breath, sat down in front of the radio, and spread out the speech on the table.He takes one last quick glance at the contents and nods.Signal to the technician standing next to the device to start.

"I am Yan'an." He said in a northern official dialect with a slight characteristic of northern Shaanxi. "Comrades, at the request of our party, and also out of my own wishes, I have something to tell you."

"We have all been informed that Japan has accepted the conditions set forth in the Potsdam Declaration and is preparing to surrender unconditionally. A formal surrender agreement will be signed between the United States and Japan in the near future. Surrender ceremonies will also be held in various major anti-Japanese war zones around the world, and surrender and takeover work will begin. The victory of the eight-year war of resistance is worthy of our heartfelt joy; but we must not forget that the mission has not been completed, and Japan's surrender has brought new tests.

"Since the Southern Anhui Incident, the Chongqing Nationalist Government has broken the agreement to jointly resist Japan, and it has never stopped crowding out and suppressing us when the nation and the country are in danger. Although we rely on strong theoretical support, a broad mass base and practical The performance of the Anti-Japanese War has achieved brilliant achievements in the past eight years, greatly expanding the base areas and combat troops behind the enemy, and the reactionaries do not intend to give up on classifying our party's armed forces and base areas as illegal. They will definitely try their best to prevent the Japanese and puppet troops from attacking us. If the party surrenders, we will do our best to obstruct our establishment and consolidation of the liberated areas. We must mobilize the masses of the people, implement the line of the 'Seventh National Congress', and prepare for a long-term struggle with the KMT reactionaries who are robbing the fruits of victory."

After saying this, Yan'an stopped.Gong thought he was still nervous, leaned over to see his face, Yanan shook his head lightly at him, and pushed the half-turned speech to the side of the table.

"I believe that the strong defenders of the party will not hesitate to move forward! Yes, the Kuomintang has grown its team over the years, integrated the split factions to a certain extent, strengthened the dictatorship (harmonious) of military power, and has the support of the United States behind it They also let a considerable number of puppet troops maintain local law and order and prevent our army from advancing. But none of these can scare us! We have excellent generals, reliable masses, united as one, and work together. More importantly, we stand On the side of the people, on the side of the truth!"

Yan'an was speaking out of the manuscript, but his voice was more powerful than when he was facing the manuscript, without any hesitation and pause: "I have never experienced the Long March. I only know from the soldiers who came to us on the Long March that they will not be defeated by hardships; once the reactionaries We have overcome the encirclement and suppression campaigns, the raids by the Japanese army behind enemy lines, and the economic blockade after the Southern Anhui Incident. Even difficulties can make us grow like this. How can there not be a brighter future waiting for us at this great opportunity!

"Comrades! You must remember that you are the people's army. In the process of recovering the land of the motherland, you must resolutely defend your own rights and interests, and avoid unnecessary fights with the reactionaries and their gangs. If the Japanese army refuses to surrender to us, We must combine toughness and softness to make them realize that this is more legitimate than surrendering to KMT; we must also strive to stand on our side for middle-level elements who are uncertain about their positions. Here, I would like to point out the importance of the Northeast. We are in the Northeast The branch, far away from the Party Central Committee, fought against the enemy for 14 years in a harsh environment, and finally recovered. The Party Central Committee instructed that the Northeast should become a new base. The New Fourth Army and the Eighth Route Army have already moved north and will join forces with the Anti-Japanese Federation. The development of the country is relatively less hindered by KMT and the international forces behind it. It is a pity that the representatives of the major cities in the Northeast only aim to regain their homes and have no determination to advance and retreat with us.

"We respect the independence of others and never force others to join. I only hope that all comrades can convey to them my ardent expectation: I understand from my own personal experience that only the CPC can become China's hope. Pulling up from the abyss and making her truly stand in the world can never be achieved by KMT alone. I believe they have deeply felt the experience of the post-September [-]th. We cherish the hard-won peace, but we are also resolute to the Chongqing National Government Advocate legal status and equal dialogue. I hope they can understand our good intentions and use the influence of city representatives to support us. Only by taking practical actions can we protect our family and hometown. Just keeping neutral will inevitably be caught by the tide of the times. Roll away!

"Let us unite and fight for a new democratic China!"

"Why am I so stupid... No, how could I have imagined that kid would be so stupid..."

After reading the letter from Jilin and then learning about the situation from the uncle, the words that Shen Yang could say became very limited.The last time he was so distraught was when his hometown was raided by the Kwantung Army.But at that time, he suppressed all the agitation in his heart and tried not to show it to others. The only time he lost his composure was in front of Tianjin, and his family didn't know it.Now there is no reason to hinder his emotions.

His expression wanted to cry for a while, and laugh for a while, but neither the laugh nor the cry could be completely complete.

"I always thought that Changchun was the most sensible kid, and he knew how to plan for himself... You should be the one to do such crazy things!" He suddenly turned his head and stared at Harbin.

With Harbin's temperament, he would immediately refute when he heard such an unfair evaluation, but he just sat on the cabinet, unconsciously grasped his knees with his fingers, and murmured: "So, brother... none of us I understand him in my imagination, don't I? Only sister Jilin understands, so she is the only one who left with him..."

Qiqihar was caught in the middle of the vortex of shock, confusion, regret, joy, resentment, anxiety, eagerness and other complex emotions between the two of them, and he was a little embarrassed.When Changchun "defected", he was still fighting in the north to survive. Although he would be surprised when he heard about it afterwards, he never felt the direct impact, and he only half understood the feelings of his two companions.He waited for a while, and when he saw that the two had calmed down a bit, he said, "It's okay for you to hang around here. Find Changchun first, and then deal with emotional (harmonious) affairs, okay?"

"That's right. But where can we find it?" Shenyang recalled the content of the letter. Jilin said that she originally wanted to stay here and greet them with Changchun. There was a commotion at the port, and in a moment of urgency, I had to leave a letter and rush to help.If Changchun himself can't explain clearly, or if he has a stubborn temper and refuses to explain clearly, this letter will come in handy.The problem is that they did not see Changchun in the most likely locations, and Jilin probably did not expect this either.

"Changchun couldn't have... been dragged away by the Japanese!" Qiqihar said the guess that everyone didn't want to hear.Ordinary people should have no ability, but the Japanese city lords stationed in the northeast with the army are different.If the purpose wasn't to take it away, but... He was scared when he thought about it.

Harbin suddenly stood up: "Don't worry so much! Fortunately, it is summer, and we still have several hours to work before the sun sets. Someone needs to contact the Soviet troops nearby and going south, and let them pay attention to any whereabouts that may be Changchun. , especially in the units of the Kwantung Army. But I don’t want to be the liaison, I just want to go out and look for it!”

Even though Harbin often refuted his elders with his own ability and spirit, he was rarely so rude, as if he didn't intend to listen to other people's opinions at all.Shen Yang and Qiqihar didn't say anything, but expressed their approval.They quickly reached an agreement that Qiqihar would make contact, and the other two continued to search in and around the city.

The Mayor's Mansion, the Special City Office, Datong Square, the Central Bank... They ran all over the place and asked many people, but they couldn't find the only hope.Even if someone seems to know a little bit of the situation and is eager to give directions, the clue is finally broken.

After running for several hours, they were so tired that the soles of their feet were numb, and when they couldn't help but want to take a break, they found that they had reached the edge of a sparsely populated urban area before they knew it.In front of them, they walked past three low-rise houses, and it was a simple path that crossed a large wasteland woven with weeds.

As the sun went down, its bright orange light fell on their irises.

In the distance of the grass, there are some dark shadows floating faintly.

"don't want--"

After the cry of a young man, there was a shock they were all too familiar with: a grenade exploded.A mess of gunshots ensued.

"No," Shen Yang yelled, "No—!"

At a distance of more than 1000 meters, gravel and grass stalks would stumble their feet at any time, but they crossed at a speed of [-] meters.In the shaking field of vision, the orange sun in the sky is like a burning fireball, suddenly getting closer and closer.The sun at dusk is far less brilliant than the day, but at this time it is a hundred times more dazzling than the day.The rays of light are like layers of paint, and the flowing sunset is frozen in the sky at this moment, almost becoming eternal.The familiar feeling of fear came back to my heart: if at the end point, what awaits them is an unbearable result...then, it is better to keep running, forever, at least with a small hope...

However, all journeys have an end, and all stories have an ending.

They saw soldiers in Kwantung Army uniforms lying on the ground, and they had already killed themselves with wu (harmony) swords, pistol (harmony) guns, or even hand grenades.But there were only about a dozen soldiers, and most of them were women, children, and middle-aged and elderly men without military uniforms.Some are crying, some are still preparing to kill themselves.The young man whom they heard screaming just now is still there, grabbing the arm of a middle-aged man and persuading him: "You are dead, what about your wife and children? You have to think about your family!"

"Anyway, we won't be able to go back to Japan! If we stay here, we will die sooner or later..."

"No! You are civilians, there is no deep hatred to settle, and the Chinese don't like revenge. Persevere, and one day you can go home. By then—"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man took advantage of his inattention, escaped from his restraint, grabbed the hand (harmony) gun of the soldier next to him who fell to the ground, and shot himself in the head.

The sound of gunshots echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.After the sound passed, perhaps people were persuaded, and perhaps those who did not want to live had died. Although there was still a low sound of weeping, no one tried to commit suicide anymore.

The young man also found two unexpected guests.He still maintained the previous posture, half-kneeling in the grass, and blinked several times at the two of them as if he couldn't see clearly.

"You see." He finally spoke, with a slightly hoarse voice, "I, even if I have stayed with the Japanese for more than ten years," he glanced at the dead body of the middle-aged man and the crying wife and child beside the dead body , "I'm still not used to this kind of dead-headed thinking. It's very annoying..."

Shen Yang was furious: "You still have the guts to say that others are stupid! Aren't you the most stupid person? Even the Japanese devils can't catch up with you! Why didn't Jilin beat you to death back then!"

"Brother is right." Changchun tilted his head.His shoulders were wider than Shen Yang remembered, and he could be seen to be taller even if he didn't stand up. It was a little surprising to see him making childish movements so naturally. "So, I also don't understand it, and I hate myself at that time and until now."

Shen Yang didn't speak, just shook his head.

"So... are you here to arrest me?"

"Still in the mood to joke around!" Shen Yang became angry again. "I thought...you were trying to scare us to death!"

He rushed forward, knelt in the grass without any cushion, and hugged Changchun tightly.

Harbin did not follow suit.He only took two steps forward before stopping, meeting Changchun's gaze.The wind blew across the moor, knocked down the grass, and ruffled their hair.The sun was setting lower, and was about to sink into the shadow of the distant forest, and the sunlight finally ceased to be dazzling.

Harbin said: "It's a pity that I treat you as a brother, but you don't tell me anything. It has caused me to speculate, worry, and feel uncomfortable for so many years. Now, let me ask you, are you happy as a lonely hero?"

"No, I'm not happy at all." Changchun said softly, his voice and eyes were very gentle, "Give me another chance, I won't choose this path."

"How can you say that? Obviously...you have done a lot of useful things!"

Shen Yang didn't intervene in their conversation, but just pulled Changchun to stand up.Changchun was not in a hurry at all, and continued to explain patiently: "It is more limited than I imagined, and it is not as much pain as I have caused you and other people in the country. However, I will not say that these years are meaningless. The earliest refugee At that time, Tokyo was suspicious of me, and also showed confidence in assimilating me. Maybe he was not wrong, and one day I will fall if this continues... But now, everything is over, and I have not fallen." Changchun's eyes Incomparably clear, full of joy of relief. "Only in this matter, I can say that I have achieved a complete victory. At least I have defeated myself..."

Tears welled up in my eyes.Harbin raised his voice: "I still don't want to forgive you. When we met in the snowy mountains in 39, why did you act indifferent on purpose? You can tell me more, are you stupid? But... you look like this, I can Do you have the heart not to forgive you? Sly, too sly!"

With tears in his eyes, step by step, following the afterglow of the setting sun, he spoke slowly and firmly to Shenyang and Changchun with open arms, to the brothers he missed, and to his comrades who he did not know were fighting in another trench for 14 years. go.

On August 8, the planes of the Japanese envoys stationed in China arrived at Zhijiang Airport in Hunan Province. What awaited them were hundreds of planes connected with silver wings and soldiers equipped with new equipment and live ammunition.Before the plane came to a complete stop, the people guarding the surrounding area broke through the cordon and surrounded it tightly.On the way from the airport to the venue at Qiliqiao, the car the envoy was riding in was still surrounded by crowds of people along the street, and the sound of stones hitting the windshield occasionally sounded amidst the scolding one after another.The car drove and stopped, and finally arrived at the venue.

The venue has been set up, with a pine and cypress archway outside, a big red V representing victory is printed on the east wall inside, and the national flags of the four allies hang on both sides.Strictly speaking, this was just a negotiation and a symbolic surrender ceremony. On the surface, it only lasted for more than an hour. No Japanese city lord was present to participate, and only Zhijiang showed up on the Chinese side.The night after the ceremony and the following two days were the actual discussions on the terms of the surrender. Since it was conducted in secret, few people knew the details at that time.

It was spread afterwards that when Chongqing finished this mission and returned to the office in his own city where he had been with him for more than five years, when he opened the door, his face was covered in colorful papers, and then three people rang Cheers with good intentions: "Welcome home!" "Big victory!" "The return of the king!"

"Stop yelling!" Chongqing shook his head to shake off a piece of ribbon and confetti, but he felt a piece of confetti sticking stubbornly to his eyelids. There was a red mark on it.He could immediately imagine the wonderful situation on his face.But in Chengdu, Wuhan and Changsha, the three faces with very different styles all looked at me expectantly with the same expression, as if they were waiting for some touch and praise.

Chongqing is angry and funny.Due to the fatigue left over from three days of high-intensity work, neither of the two emotions can be vented smoothly. Instead of entangled in vain, it is better to release the true self.

He threw open the suitcase, covered his face and fell directly into the nearest sofa: "Enough of you! Whoever came up with such a bad idea, I'm blinded by you! Go away, go away! I want to be quiet!"

"..." Changsha folded his arms and asked Wuhan, "Did it have the opposite effect?"

Wuhan spread out his hands, with a look of anticipation: "You ask me, and I still have to ask how the proposal that the paint should be painted on the paper by hand on the same day to convey the true feelings passed."

"That's not an important matter." Chengdu waved his hand, "The important thing is that we really, really worked hard, and with the friendly help of many colleagues in Sichuan, we completed these handicrafts, full of joy for Xiaoyu's successful return from negotiations A surprise gift from him! He must have been so moved..."

Chongqing parted his fingers covering his eyes a little, and through the gaps between his fingers, he saw the three people talking to each other, and the atmosphere was lively, but he forgot about the right person they were supposed to welcome.He was a little discouraged and wanted to pretend to fall asleep, but he saw Chengdu suddenly turned his head, brought a gust of breeze, and his gaze precisely pierced the width of millimeters between his fingers, and fell into his eyes.Then he tilted his head and smiled.

There's no point in putting it on anymore.Chongqing sat up, dusted off the messy clothes, and said, "Are you leaving soon?"

Wuhan replied: "Yes. Before that, I want to have a formal farewell, so Changsha suggested..."

"You sold your teammate!" Changsha said angrily, "Don't forget that you agree too!"

"I don't approve of this method!"

"But you never said..."

Chongqing wanted to sigh deeply. He always felt that this scene seemed familiar to him in the past few years. The "friendly army" Chengdu next to him didn't care about anything at this time. If he didn't stop it urgently, he would really faint. "Stop, stop, don't digress. Say one by one: When will you leave? What kind of help do you need? And you didn't come here just to throw papers, right? What's the next plan?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow. I don't need help. I've taken care of everything. If you're free, you can come to the station to talk to someone else. But we're all together today, so it's not necessary." Changsha looked at Wuhan with a smile, "After all, we are all returning home. In my own home, I don’t feel that the itinerary is lonely, the future is uncertain, and I need comfort from relatives and friends. Of course, there are arrangements. In order to celebrate your successful completion of the surrender negotiation, and to commemorate our years of mutual encouragement and joint struggle, today Arriving at the residence in Chengdu late, he will be the chef and we will help each other, and we will use our respective skills to cook a big meal together."

Both of you have pretty good abilities, but it is intriguing to see what will happen if you perform each other at the same time during a meal... Seeing that your friends are in high spirits, Chongqing didn't express their doubts.After recovering from the fatigue of work and the fright when I came back, I realized that my relatives and friends were about to leave, and a faint sense of melancholy had overwhelmed other insignificant and trivial thoughts.

"You guys are interested." Chongqing walked to the window, except for the rolling green hills whose face had not changed for a long time, the scenery outside the window had changed too much compared to when he first moved to this office. "There are some things that usually feel nasty when you say them, but if you don't say them now, it will be too late to regret later. How should I put them? Many times, I feel that I am not a very strong person in the true sense. During the past few years in Liudu, I have posted Temperament, making wrong decisions, wronging a friend or having to wrong a friend, it’s not perfect at all.” He looked at the street a little further away, where firecracker dust still accumulated on both sides of the road, as if he could reflect the day he learned of Japan’s surrender at any time. , the scene of the people vying to sign the "V" and carnival all night.He suddenly wanted to cry, but he held back. "If you hadn't been supporting me, overtly or secretly, in such a difficult time, I really can't imagine... how I can get to where I am today. You came to celebrate for me, but in fact, it was me To celebrate for you."

Both Changsha and Wuhan were somewhat moved.As if to cover up the sniffling just now, when Chongqing turned back from the window, Wuhan coughed lightly, averted his eyes, and said, "It's all mutual. It's because we have you that we can remain optimistic and not give up. If it's not an urgent matter, It would be nice to be able to slow down for two days..."

"I haven't eaten, I haven't drank any wine, and I've revealed too much truth, so I won't see it at night!" Cheng Cheng interrupted them with a smile, "It's obviously a good thing, don't say it so sadly. Look, the two My dear friend is going back to his hometown, and you, Xiaoyu, can finally let go of your burden and enjoy life."