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Lin Jianbai looked at the young man with cold eyes, and saw his own shadow reflected in those black eyes. No one had ever dared to approach him so closely, and this young man did it for the second time.

Did not die under his gun.

"...General...General...I really love..." Before the word Guo came out of his mouth, Mo Mo passed out as he wished.

Lin Jianbai threw the fainted young man on the sofa with a sullen face, and made a call.

When Shen Mo woke up, he found himself lying on the sofa, and the enlarged baby face was almost pasted on it.

"Who are you?" The eleven or twelve-year-old girl asked, poking the cinnabar mole in the corner of Shen Mo's eye with her hand.

Lin Jianbai has a silly younger sister, Lin Xue.

Shen Mo quickly understood the identity of the little girl in his mind, and he slightly curled his lips, "My name is Lu Qiufeng."

"Autumn wind..." Lin Xue tilted her head, rolled her eyes, and giggled silly, "I am Winter Snow, you can call me Xiaoxue."

After Lin Jianbai finished his work and went downstairs, he saw a scene in the garden.

A little girl in a white dress is circling in the garden with a big smile on her face, smiling happily.

The young man under the peach tree lowered his eyes slightly, his black bangs swayed in the wind, and a small circle of shadows under his eyelids showed a bit of tranquility.

The young man held a bamboo leaf in his thin white hand, placed it horizontally under his lips, and grasped the two ends of the leaf with his fingers, and there was a clear and bright melody.

Lin Jianbai put his hands into the pockets of his military trousers, took out a cigarette and lit it. In the thin layer of smoke, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, and something that no one could see through was brewing.

A simple song "Phoenix Bamboo in the Moonlight", the only one Silence knows, he raised his eyelids and caught the yellow figure at the door, the corners of his pale lips slightly raised, a sly smile in the dark eyes open.

He succeeded.

Afterwards, Lu Qiufeng became Lin Xue's music teacher, and he also began to really go in and out of the General's Mansion, sometimes even staying overnight.

All of a sudden, Shanghai was in turmoil, and the Lu family became the target of curry favor with the rich and famous.

The Lu family got involved with the warlord and weighed the pros and cons many times. Lu Zhixing couldn't get the answer he wanted from his son, but he believed that what the other party did would not make the entire Lu family fall into an uncontrollable situation.

Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Lin Jianbai can make the Lu family famous in Shanghai and be treated like a star, but also make the Lu family a target of public criticism, and become a prisoner overnight.

one year later

On the night of September 1931, 9, the Japanese Kwantung Army stationed in Northeast China suddenly attacked Beidaying and Shenyang City, where the Northeast China Army was stationed, under the pretext of slandering the Chinese army for destroying the railway.

In addition to the peacefulness of the dances and dances in Shanghai, the flames of war raged, and the three northeastern provinces fell, which aroused the anger of the Chinese people.

When the news spread to Shanghai, anti-Japanese and national-saving sentiments rose, and the student party organized and took to the streets to demonstrate.

Overthrow Little Japan and give me back my great rivers and mountains.

Slogans like this appeared on street walls and newspapers, boycotting Japanese goods and driving the Japanese out of China.

Lin Jianbai, as the guardian envoy of Shanghai, is in his second year in office. Facing the pressure of public opinion and the condemnation from the people, he has done two things.

First, the military was sent to disperse and appease the parade in the streets.

Second, send a telegram to the Beiyang government. He needs to know the situation ahead on the front line so that he can make the most timely response.

Shen Mo sat in the garden flipping through the newspaper, and occasionally responded to Lin Xue who was looking at him with her head propped up.

Next year there will be an event in Zhabei, which is the January 1937 incident in history. In [-], Shanghai fell, and Lin Jianbai...

Silence pinched the bridge of his nose, maybe it won't happen, because it's just a novel, half empty.

"What's the ending of this novel?" he asked in his head.

After a while, a familiar voice sounded, "Ding, the process was tortured to death, and the ending made me cry from laughing."

Close the newspaper, lean on the chair silently and look at the cloudless blue sky, "111, be more dedicated." Like an old friend's joke.

"Ding, this is a tear-jerking and touching article. It was so cruel that I wanted to drop the computer, tear up the book, and cry with snot and tears, but I couldn't bear to let it go. I insisted on reading it in the end, and then laughed and cried... Gorgeous masterpiece."

The voice of the machine had a hint of showing off. If 111 stood in front of Shen Mo one day and yelled, praise me, praise me, it is really not surprising at all.

The corner of Shen Mo's mouth twitched slightly, which was really gorgeous.

When she came back to her senses, Lin Xue beside her had already fallen asleep on the table, with a quiet and beautiful sleeping face, breathing very lightly, and no one would associate her with a mental patient.

Shen Mo got up, picked her up and returned to the room, and put her gently on the bed. For a year, he subconsciously merged into this fictional world, which was a terrible thing.

Because he is just a passerby.

"Xue'er is asleep." After closing the door and coming out, Shen Mo saw the man who came back from the hall who did not know when, and he walked over to report as usual.

A standard soldier's body, tall and straight like a pine, wearing a straight yellow military uniform, solemn and indifferent.

Lin Jianbai stared at Silence with sharp eyes, indifference of thousands of miles, behind the deep pupils was something that no one could see through.

One is used to being quiet and reticent, and the other is more of a cold and hard stone. The relationship between the two can easily fall into a dull atmosphere, just like now.

"Come upstairs with me." Lin Jianbai said coldly, then turned around and went up to the second floor.

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows, glanced at the adjutant who was winking at him, and followed him unhurriedly.

Standing in the bathroom, there was a clear strange look on Shen Mo's face that could not see any emotional fluctuations. Mo Mo washed his hands and stood in front of Lin Jianbai.

Lin Jianbai lowered his head, and let the young man's slender hands smear foam on his face, and the razor shaved the stubble that came out of it.

Since Shen Mo accidentally shaved Lin Jianbai last winter, this has become his second job to appease Lin Xuewai.

Looking up at the mirror, those deep and sharp eyes were reflected from the mirror, silently and steadily breathing the aura of this person.

Wipe Lin Jianbai's face with a wet towel, Shen Mo washed his hands again, and helped him tidy up the collar of his military uniform.

Suddenly, Lin Jianbai grabbed Shen Mo's hand, his face was hidden in the orange light, his eyebrows and temples were as sharp as a knife, "What did you promise Rong Si?"

Shen Mo felt the coolness of the big palm covering the back of his hand. There was a thin layer of calluses on the first joint of the index finger of his right hand and the tiger's mouth. He used guns all the year round.

"[-] oceans for one night, the whole of Shanghai is only as generous as Rongsi." After he finished speaking, he pulled out his hand and walked past Lin Jianbai.

There was the sound of glass being shattered by gravity behind him, silently without looking back, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, and his dark eyes were smiling.

Lin Jianbai, I am waiting for you at Paramount.

The sky fell, at 46:[-] in the evening, the General's Mansion.

The adjutant snapped a military salute, "General, the car is ready."

"Go to Paramount." Lin Jianbai put on his military cap, his face was more stern than usual.

"General, the time agreed with the British Concession..." Sensing the sharp gaze, the adjutant immediately shouted to the driver, "Go to Paramount!"

In a luxurious private room on the third floor of Paramount, Rong Si was leaning against Shen Mo, with his arms on the back of the sofa. At first glance, it looked like he was holding Shen Mo in his arms.

"Lu Qiufeng, don't say 30, even if [-] is spent on you, I won't blink an eye." Speaking arrogantly, Rong Si blew a mouthful of wine-smelling hot air next to Shen Mo's ear, " I am different from Lin Jianbai, he only has the country in his heart..."

Mo Mo looked sideways at Ye Shanghai outside the window, and smiled casually, "Master Rong likes men?"

"Heh..." A low laugh sounded, Rong Si's raised eyes sparkled under the dim light, he lowered his head, rubbing his lips against the back of Shen Shen's neck, spraying hot and humid breath, with a hint of flirting.

With a gunshot, the door was kicked open from the outside. Lin Jianbai was covered in cold air, his thin lips were pursed into a sharp straight line, his back was against the light, and the shadow between his brows shrouded the evil spirit.

Silence's tensed back relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he crashed into those eyes that were as deep as a deep pool.

"General Lin, what's the trouble?" Rong Si wiped the breath on his lips, his eyes were slightly cold, but he smiled again for a moment, and said in a voice that only Shen Mo could hear, "You owe me a favor."

The adjutant behind Lin Jianbai stepped forward and took something and put it on the table, the land deed of the Ji Mansion, Rong Si tried all his tricks, but he never got it.

"Go home." With a cold voice, Lin Jianbai glanced at Rong Si's hand resting on Shen Mo's shoulder, and his gaze sank for a moment.

The nearest adjutant stepped back secretly, he knew best how dangerous the general was now.

Mo Mo stood up and walked in front of Lin Jianbai, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he raised his hand cooperatively to let Lin Jianbai take off his coat, and then put on another coat, which was the cold breath he was familiar with.

This scene happened within a few seconds, the adjutant lowered his head and muttered in his heart, the sky opened his eyes, the general was actually jealous.

The smile on Rong Si's face was meaningful. He poured two glasses of wine, drank one for himself, and handed the other to Lin Jianbai, "Thank you, General Lin, for your kind hand."

The land deed was allocated as military pay, and if Lin Jianbai didn't let him go, Rong Si wouldn't be able to get it even if he poked a hole in the sky.

Lin Jianbai took the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

While in the car, Shen Mo found that the man sitting next to him was breathing faster than usual, thinking it was an illusion, and when he returned to the general's mansion, he saw that the man's piercing eyes looked a little cloudy, and his breath was extremely unstable as he pulled at the collar of his military uniform.

His brow furrowed, his eyes narrowed slightly, dancing with inexplicable flames, and the adjutant left silently.

"General?" Shen Mo took off Lin Jianbai's military cap and stroked the hair on his forehead, "I'll help you back to your room."

Lin Jianbai pulled the silence down abruptly, ripped open his shirt roughly, the buttons jumped all over the floor, and his rough palms brute forcefully kneaded his smooth chest, and soon there were many bruises.