System maintenance

Lin Jianbai opened the medicine bottle, poured a handful of ointment, stretched his body and applied it to the wound. He would kill as many people as possible without shaking when holding a gun. His arm was obviously not stable, and thin sweat was faintly oozing from his forehead.

Sensing the sudden tightening of the place under the fingertips, Lin Jianbai's fingers subconsciously became lighter.

And he didn't know that the silence lying on the bed would be aroused by his medicine, and he tightened his body just now, not because of pain, but because of desire.

There was a respectful voice outside the door, "General, Miss is clamoring to see Mr. Lu."

Grabbing the hand that was still smearing behind him, Shen Mo turned over and sat up, forgetting the injury behind him, the next moment he groaned in pain, and quickly recovered.

Lin Jianbai put away the medicine bottle, got up and straightened his military uniform, his lowered eyes couldn't express his emotions, they just flashed past, "You and I are both men, I treated you like that, but you acted like it didn't matter , Lu Qiufeng, I don't understand many things, you can tell me, I think I will listen."

"What is that like?" Silence's eyes raised faintly, and the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eyes seemed to come alive.

His eyes as deep as ink narrowed suddenly, Lin Jianbai embraced Shen Mo with his strong arms, and his thin lips lightly brushed the black hair on his forehead.

The sudden intimacy made Shen Mo raise his eyebrows slightly, and he raised his eyes to look directly at Lin Jianbai, "If I said I like you, the kind of liking that I want to live with, would you listen to it?"

There was no answer, silently curling his lips into a smile, unable to help himself for what he just did.

Lin Jianbai stared at the tall and thin young man's back until the door of the bedroom blocked his sight, the deeper and deeper light in his eyes seemed to be spread by a black cloth, and no trace could be seen anymore.

In the morning, Shen Mo went to the study to ask Lin Jianbai, and wanted to take Lin Xue out. No one knew what they talked about, but when Shen Mo came out again, his lips were a little swollen.

In the car, Lin Xue yelled excitedly, "Qiu Feng, look at what that is? It's a big bird, but why doesn't it fly away?"

For Lin Xue, who went out for the first time, everything was fresh and beautiful, she couldn't see the diffuse gunpowder smoke, and all she saw was the mysterious big world.

In the late autumn of 1931, people saw a car passing by them, and the little girl in the car smiled like an angel.

A thick cushion was placed under his buttocks, but he was still a little uncomfortable. Silently rubbed the center of his brows, and glanced at the mural on the building. It was a bird with golden feathers hovering over the treetops. He said lightly, "Because there is its home."

"I also have a family, brother, and I won't fly away in the future." Lin Xue pouted, took Lin Jianbai's hand and smiled foolishly.

Lin Jianbai raised his eyelids, and saw that most of Lin Xue's body was in Shen Mo's arms, he frowned slightly, "Sit down."

"Oh." Lin Xue shrank her shoulders, lowered her head in fear, squeezed her skirt with both hands, and dared not speak any more.

The atmosphere in the car turned cold because of Lin Jianbai's words, the corners of his silent eyes twitched, and he glanced at Lin Jianbai's resolute side profile from the corner of his eye, but he didn't say anything else.

The car circled around Shanghai Beach, Shen Mo got out of the car halfway, he said he had something to deal with, Lin Jianbai frowned, and asked the adjutant to follow.

Fuyunan

"Mr. Lu, the general is still waiting for you to go back to have lunch." Looking at the door of the nunnery, the adjutant pushed down the brim of his hat and said suddenly.

Silence paused, and strode towards the nunnery.

The nunnery is very quiet, so quiet that even footsteps can be heard clearly, the air you breathe smells of incense, and you can hear the sound of wooden fish, standing silently at the door of one of the meditation rooms.

"My name is Lu Qiufeng, and I'm Lu Xiayu's younger brother. I'm here to see her." Mo Mo said sincerely, "I'd like to ask my teacher to help me."

The old nun who knocked on the wooden fish put down the wooden fish hammer, looked deeply at the young man at the door, and sighed softly, "The benefactor, please come with the old nun."

Silence followed quickly.

Along the overgrown path, in the quiet backyard, he saw the branch target of this volume, Lu Xiayu.

"Amitabha." The old nun said silently before turning and leaving.

The woman was wearing a plain cheongsam, talking crazy to the pillow in her arms, with a loving smile on her face.