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"Come with me, go to Chongqing, let's leave here together."

Zhu Nanjiang stared blankly at the person in front of him, and the palms of his hands pressed against his cheeks were hot: "How do I go?"

"I'll get you an extra ticket. When the time comes, you will dress up as factory workers. I'll send you away first, and then I'll go find you."

"I go first?"

"I'm the factory manager, so I must be the last to leave, but don't worry, I won't..."

"Brother..." Zhu Nanjiang interrupted him softly, "If I want to leave Shanghai, it's actually not that difficult, but I have to be with you, I can't leave."

"You go first, and I'll find you soon. It's no different from walking together." Wen Changling said, "It's safer for you to start with the factory staff. Don't disturb anyone. Go as soon as the time comes, and I will prepare for you." Good proof."

"Are you afraid that someone will kill me?"

"Even if no one kills you, the Japanese can't let you go easily, right? If you want to get a boat ticket, you must disclose the news, and one more person who knows is an extra risk. Listen to me, follow me, and the rest You don't have to worry about it!"

--Come with me.

What a beautiful word!He has always wanted to hear his brother say these words to him in person. He has been thinking about it for more than 20 years, and now he finally got his wish.

Zhu Nanjiang raised his hand to hold Wen Changling's wrist, and the latter realized that he had been holding the other's cheek, but was held down when he wanted to stop.

"What about after arriving in Chongqing?"

"After arriving in Chongqing...although it may not be safe, it is better than now. The manager has contacted the local printing factory, and the employees in Hong Kong are also preparing to evacuate. The printing house will be able to operate as usual by the beginning of next year at the latest."

"I mean...the two of us..." Zhu Nanjiang laughed bitterly in the dark, "Brother, I'm hopelessly rotten, but you are a hero that everyone admires, you covered a big traitor and escaped Chongqing, what will others think if they find out?"

"I am not a hero, and you are not a traitor."

"You know? Whenever I see you in the newspapers, I feel very happy when I see you being praised and respected... Strange, I am obviously not someone who cares about these things, but seeing you like this makes me feel very happy." Well...brother, even if you die, you will have a good reputation, and I, I will be infamous forever."

"Don't talk nonsense! I know what you have done all these years, you shouldn't be scolded like this." Wen Changling put his hand on his shoulder and shook him twice, as if to wake him up, "Yes They forced you to do things that hurt nature and reason, and they pushed you to the forefront!"

Zhu Nanjiang staggered, and the two fell down on the sofa together.

"Brother, thank you for defending me, but I asked for it myself. It is useless to do too much sin and accumulate virtue."

Wen Changling was choked by the rising dust and coughed again and again. When he calmed down, he raised his hand to hold Zhu Nanjiang's arm, "Nanjiang, do you mean that you don't want to come with me?"

"How come, I'm just afraid..."

"When the war is won, all sinners will be judged, and the people will judge whether you have committed a heinous crime or not."

"If so?"

"I will wait until the day you are released after serving your sentence."

"Then what if I can't get out? What if I committed a capital crime?"

"If that's the case... I will personally send you to the execution ground, and take your ashes home after you die."

Zhu Nanjiang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

"I was thinking, it would be nice if that was the case."

"Don't talk nonsense! You'll be fine."

"Look, my ashes are with you. When you die and you become ashes, we are still together, just like husband and wife...haha..."

"Don't make trouble!"

"...Hiss!" Wen Changling suddenly tightened his five fingers, Zhu Nanjiang retracted his arms, and then took a deep breath from the pain of the wound.

"Southern Border? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, the injury I got before... I haven't healed well."

Wen Changling saw that the other party shrugged slightly and covered his armpits, and immediately realized what the injury he was talking about was.

In the assassination of Kutiaoren, which became well-known to the whole country two months ago, Zhu Nanjiang's name appeared the most frequently in newspapers except for Kutiaoren and Sakura Akio.On the third day after the incident, "Xinmin Daily" reported on his "feat" of blocking a bullet for Akio Sakura, and posted a photo of him recuperating in the hospital on the front page.

At that time, Chinese newspapers and media scolded him bloody, and some people even cut out the photo and hung it on the street to criticize.It was at that time that Wen Changling anxiously went to He Mansion to inquire about the situation, but the manager refused to say anything except to tell him that Zhu Nanjiang did not live there.

He didn't know how to get in touch with Zhu Nanjiang, and he didn't dare to go to the Hua District to inquire rashly. He could only go to the He Mansion from time to time to have a look - naturally he found nothing, so he didn't receive another call from the other party until more than a month later. incoming call.

"Let me see your injury, okay?" he said softly.

Zhu Nanjiang looked up inexplicably: "Brother, it's so dark, what are you looking at?"

Wen Changling thought that this was indeed the case, and withdrew his hand hesitantly: "Is it painful?"

"It's about as good as it gets, as long as the movement is not too big, it doesn't hurt."

"I can't find you, I can only gather information about you from the newspapers, but the contents of the newspapers may not be true... I'm really afraid that you will not recover, or you will become disabled."

"Don't worry. You saved my life, and you took the knife to protect me. How can I be willing to ruin this body for others?"

"It's nice to say, I don't think you take your own life seriously at all."

"Brother, don't you have anything to ask me?" Zhu Nanjiang leaned on the back of the sofa, with one hand still under his armpit, "I thought you would ask me why I saved Akio Sakura."

Wen Changling sighed softly: "There's nothing to ask, you were also involved in the assassination of Jiu Tiaoren, right?"

"Hey, how do you know? I don't seem to have told you."

"You can't block a bullet for him for no reason."

"Sakura also felt the same way. I told him that I was trying to make up for it, and he seemed to believe it."

"He believed it because he didn't know..." Wen Changling's voice trembled slightly, "Only someone who cares about a person will subconsciously block the knife for him."

"They seem to be packaging me as a very loyal subordinate, saying that this is military spirit... I don't understand, it probably means that."

"I don't know what loyalty is or not, and I'm not a soldier. I only know that the person I love must be the one who can give me my life to protect. Why, don't you love that Japanese?"

Zhu Nanjiang suddenly opened his eyes wide in the darkness, and slowly lowered his hand covering the wound.Time seems to have stopped, everything around is plunged into darkness, and only the other party and yourself are left in the world.

Brother just... said he loves him.

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There will be no rest tomorrow, there will be more~