Three thousand Mauser guns

007

"Dongfeng, it's Dongfeng! Dongfeng has re-written the manuscript!"

"It's not easy, he has disappeared for a long time! I never thought that I would see his article again one day!"

"Hey, this is too inhuman! Dongfeng Naizhen Erlang, really dare to write!"

"what happened?"

"I'll give you the newspaper, read it yourself..."

The first snow in Beijing this year is falling and melting quickly.When the sky was light, the sun, which had not been seen for a long time, also appeared.

The sale of the latest issue of "Chusheng Daily" was delayed a bit.When it was about to be sold, it was discovered that Dongfeng quietly occupied three large pages.Every page directly accused the police department of being weak and incompetent, submissive in the face of imperialism, and killing the awakened clansmen who rose up for national liberation.The sincerity of his words made the readers burst into tears seeing the voice behind it.

On the last page, Dongfeng posted all the evidence, and said that the reason why he closed his pen a while ago was that he was threatened by some villains in the police department, which had affected his life.

"Ridiculous!" In a luxurious office of the police station, a person threw the "Chusheng Daily" on the table, "Chen Ping, look, what a good thing you did! I asked you to kill people, not to let you die Kindly let them go!"

Chen Ping lowered his head, on the surface he was listening to the preaching, but in his heart he had already scolded the person in front of him hundreds of times.

"Director Wan, I tried my best." Chen Ping said, "But who knew someone blocked Dongfeng's shot."

No, I didn't hit the right place when I hit. Dongfeng is the spiritual pillar of many people, a rare talent in the revolutionary period, and killing him is a disease.

Whether the person who blocked a shot for him was a blessing or a curse, Chen Ping himself couldn't be sure.

"Chen Ping, you have disappointed me so much." Director Wan sat on the chair, turned around, and turned his back to Chen Ping, expressing that he did not want to communicate with him any longer. "You were dismissed."

In fact, he didn't want to work for this group of sanctimonious hypocrites for a long time. After leaving, he joined the ranks of the labor movement.

Before that, he has one last thing to do.

"Director Wan, since you have made up your mind that you don't want to keep me, I want to give you something to express my love for you because of the kindness you have known me for many years." Chen Ping said respectfully. He has said it countless times With the usual routine, his right hand slowly touched the dagger at the back of his waist, step by step, slowly approaching Director Wan's chair.

"speak."

Chen Ping raised the knife and fell, only to see a flash of coldness, blood splashed out immediately, and splashed to the opposite wall, the window next to the wall, and the European-style floor-to-ceiling curtains that had just been shipped from the Shanghai Concession hung on the windows. .

Director Wan clutched his neck, his eyes widened, his throat made a "gurgling" sound, and he twitched while sitting on the chair.

"Of course it will take you an extra step on the road to Huangquan."

When the sun was westward, Zhu Sinan woke up slowly.He was still in pain all over his body, his right hand was tied with a hanging bottle, and his left hand was tightly held by Li Song, and he couldn't even pull it out.Li Song crawled and took a nap beside his bed, his brows were tightly furrowed, and there was still some untreated blood on his face.

Zhu Sinan raised the hand tied with the bottle to smooth Li Song's brows, but he didn't expect that when he raised his hand, the back of his hand felt a sharp pain, forcing him to put it back obediently.Meng Shenglin happened to enter the ward with a basket of fruit. Seeing that Zhu Sinan was awake, he wanted to wake up the sleeping Li Song, but was stopped by Zhu Sinan.

"Let him sleep more," Zhu Sinan coughed twice, and lowered his voice, "I'm afraid he didn't sleep all night."

"I haven't slept all night." Meng Shenglin helped Zhu Sinan to sit up, and took a pillow to cover his wound.Pulling another free stool to the side of Zhu Simon's bed, he took a knife and began to peel the apples, "I watched you all night, and wrote three large pages of critical articles by hand, and the place where the pen was held was ground with blood. In the early morning Take it to the "Chusheng Daily" to print it, and start selling it during the day, just to seek justice for you."

"Dongfeng?"

Meng Shenglin nodded, and put the peeled apple into his mouth: "Coincidentally, Wan Youde got his throat cut today and died in his office. When someone found out, there was a He ordered Dongfeng to be killed. Everyone got the stolen goods."

Zhu Sinan snatched the apple from Meng Shenglin's hand and wanted to eat a couple of bites, but Meng Shenglin glared at him: "Bring it, fast."

"What happened next?" Zhu Sinan reluctantly returned the apple to Meng Shenglin.

"Later, maybe you can explain to me why I didn't know my physical condition, and I already knew the two major events of Dongfeng's identity being replaced."

Li Song didn't know when he woke up, but his angry and low voice rang in Zhu Sinan's ear, which made Zhu Sinan tremble and almost hurt his wound.

"That," Zhu Sinan smiled apologetically, "I ran into Dongfeng's incident when you were chatting with Sheng Lin downstairs in the apartment building. I'm afraid that you won't be able to take it for a while."

"Oh, so you plan not to tell me, and then I can accept it when I suddenly disappear?" Li Song said angrily, "Sinan Zhu, what do you think of me!"

Zhu Sinan was taken aback for a moment, Li Song was really angry.He tugged at the corner of Li Song's clothes aggrievedly, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully, I..."

In the next second, Zhu Sinan was surrounded by a circle of rich cigar aroma, the tobacco mixed with the bitter fragrance of trees after the rain, hugging him fiercely in a warm embrace.

Li Song hugged him, buried his face in his neck, unwilling to let go for a long time.

For a long time.

"Do you know, I thought I was going to lose you. You are covered in blood in my arms, no matter where I touch it is your blood, no matter how I stop it, I can't stop it..."

As powerful as Li Song, in the eyes of outsiders, even in the eyes of Meng Shenglin, he can keep his face in front of the collapse of Mount Tai, act ruthlessly, and act resolutely.

The weakness of yesterday night and today is like a giant reaching the sky, omnipotent and invincible.It also has its weakness, the door of life, and if it is moved, it will hurt the whole body.

"Okay, okay," Zhu Sinan patted Li Song's back reassuringly, "Look, at least I'm still breathing now."

"Be serious." Li Song hugged Zhu Sinan and didn't let go, "Let me hug you for a while."

"Cough! Hmm! Cough cough" Meng Shenglin really couldn't bear to watch the two people in front of him get bored and crooked, "You two, please treat me as someone who is out of breath."

After speaking, he took a bite of the apple and ate a large piece, making a crunchy sound.

"As soon as Wan Youde dies, the threat from the police department will be resolved. The current situation at home and abroad is still passable. Right now, all that's left is to recuperate."

Zhu Sinan nodded and said, "'Dongfeng' can be regarded as a success."

Meng Shenglin said: "You are really capable. You have been dragging your body for so many years and have not retreated. You have been told to rest a long time ago and you don't listen."

"Why retreat! Can I write again! Sooner or later, I will write to those feudal remnants and imperialists." Zhu Sinan was full of pride, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, how dare we fall down."

"Although the position is humble, I am still willing to take the rise and fall of the country as my own responsibility and fight until my life is exhausted."

In the middle of the ninth year of the Republic of China, the summer was hot. Li Song took Zhu Sinan to the north for a walk to a seaside city to escape the summer heat.

In the same year, under the operation of Meng Shenglin, Zhu Sibei ended his life in exile and returned to Beijing from Shanghai.The group of four finally got together again in Beijing and changed to a bigger apartment.I wish Sinan to recuperate, and the other three are running around outside, doing their best.

After Zhu Sibei learned of Zhu Sinan's physical condition, he couldn't accept it for a while, so he ran to drink a lot of wine for three days and three nights.Meng Shenglin knew that Zhu Sibei felt uncomfortable, so he drank with Zhu Sibei for three days and three nights, which made him feel physically sick when he saw alcohol for a long time.

At the end of the year, perhaps because of the cold winter, Zhu Sinan's health began to deteriorate.Meng Shenglin was afraid that he wouldn't be able to survive this winter, so he switched to a larger hospital, and then obtained expensive imported western medicine through the hospital's channel, which stabilized Zhu Sinan's condition.

Zhu Sibei accidentally met Chen Ping, who was wandering around after killing Wan Youde, and rescued him. He found someone to change his identity for him, introduced him to a job, and finally became a working class as he wished.

After he stabilized, Chen Ping found out that it was Zhu Sinan who blocked Dongfeng's gun at the beginning, and after some hesitation, he told him the truth.Zhu Sinan was unexpectedly calm, and even guessed that he was the one who killed Wan Youde.Before leaving his room, Zhu Sinan said, let him rot this matter in his stomach and take it to the grave.

Going around and around, it's another year.

"It's snowing again." Zhu Sinan sat on the rocking chair and swayed for a while, with a blanket on his legs and a charcoal basin beside him. "Why has there been so much snow in Beijing in the past two years, so heavy."

Li Song gave the medicine to Simon Zhu, and the water was warmed to the right temperature: "Auspicious snow heralds a good year, perhaps, the dawn will soon be ushered in."

Zhu Sinan gulped down the medicine in one gulp.

"In August, an organization with Marxism as the guiding ideology was established in Shanghai, which has become the contact center for related organizations across the country." Meng Shenglin walked out of the kitchen with a shovel still stuck to the sauce, and picked up Li Song. "At that time, you and Li Song were in the north, so you probably didn't pay much attention to this matter."

Zhu Sibei also raised his head from the pile of books. Since he stopped working in the police department, he is determined to take over Dongfeng's banner and indulge in learning neatly: "Many gentlemen are advancing related matters, although there are too many problems along the way. There have been many setbacks and difficulties, but everyone has never given up on the cause of revolutionary struggle."

Zhu Sinan burst into tears for a moment.

Yes, if he falls alone, there will be tens of thousands of people standing up.

He, they, and all of them have a nation that cannot be defeated, and behind them is a country that is always ready to stand up and become strong.

"It's time to eat." Chen Ping put the dishes on the table, "Today's Spring Festival, Sheng Lin and I specially cooked a big meal."

"Time flies," Zhu Sinan was supported by Li Song, and sat down at the dining table. Looking at the bright colors of the table, he picked up his chopsticks and picked up Li Song's favorite dish, "Last year this At that time, he was still cooped up in the hospital, unable to eat anything, and couldn’t even get out of bed. Si Bei was still in Shanghai.”

He's been fond of nostalgia for the past more and more lately, both good and bad.Flipping through the pages like an old book, the memories are laid out in his mind, like a review of his not too short and not too long life.

"I still remember the year when I just returned to China, Li Song greeted me at the pier. At that time, I was really young and vigorous," Zhu Sinan pointed at the corners of Li Song's eyes, "Look, within a few years, all the wrinkles are gone. It has climbed quite a bit. It used to be a beautiful red phoenix eye, but now it doesn’t look too phoenix.”

Zhu Sibei gave Zhu Sinan a blank look, and said, "Isn't it? No one told me that Li Song sent a telegram and sneaked back to China. Li Song, I now reasonably suspect that you have murdered my brother. Say, in the end What are you doing!"

"No," Li Song said with an innocent face, "For the sake of the country and the people, you should die. The main reason is that Si Nan is smarter than you."

"What are you talking about! I've been practicing martial arts since I was a child. If I had studied with Sinan since I was a child, I wouldn't necessarily be worse than him!"

Meng Shenglin really couldn't stand Zhu Sibei's bragging: "Brother Sibei, don't talk about it, it's embarrassing. The article you wrote last time, don't even show it to Brother Song. Even if I read it, it's too unreasonable. If you want to carry the 'Eastern Wind', you probably have to wait until Brother Song is gone before it will be your turn."

"Sheng Lin! Instead of standing on my side, you turned your elbow!"

"Help, I stand for the truth."

"Chen Ping, you should always stand by my side, right?"

Chen Ping: "..."

"Don't make things difficult for Chen Ping," Li Song said, "Sheng Lin is indeed right, 'Dongfeng' will be handed over to you when I'm gone, if you can outlive me."

"you!"

"..."

Zhu Sinan put down his chopsticks before taking a few bites.He can't eat too much, not because he has no appetite, but because he feels easily uncomfortable.He sat at the dining table and watched the four of them making fun of each other, taking a sip of the tea at hand from time to time.

very nice.

A group of like-minded friends together, in this era, is already blessed by heaven.

If you can spend more time, spend more time with them.

Enough.

In the tenth year of the Republic of China, spring.

Communist groups have sprung up everywhere, and the power of political parties has gradually expanded.With the advice and support of the Far East Bureau of the Russian Communist Party and the Communist International, a representative meeting of the communist group was held, which made the necessary preparations for the establishment of the political party and laid a solid foundation.

June, the season of late spring and early summer.The Communist International proposed to convene a national congress to promote its formal establishment.

end of july.

Zhu Sinan's body was at the end of its strength, and Meng Shenglin suggested that he be admitted to the hospital for more systematic treatment, but in the end he discussed with Li Song and gave up the matter.

"Brother Sinan is messing around, and you are messing around too." Meng Shenglin pulled Li Song to the corner with Zhu Simon on his back, "Everyone can see that he is holding his breath and waiting for the final news."

Li Song looked at Zhu Sinan's back, with indescribable loneliness in his eyes, the bright eyes that were full of affection a few years ago, are now dry and gloomy.

"Sheng Lin, my heart hurts more than anyone else." Li Song said, "Do you think I don't want him to live longer? I think, I want so much, I dream about it. But I can't restrain him, let alone use For his good reasons, he was taken to the hospital, and he was trapped in that small room for the last days. Painful, struggling, living like that, without quality, it only increased his pain."

"But……"

"Stop trying to persuade us," Li Song said, "Sinan and I just want to be by each other's side and say a few more words."

One sentence, one less sentence.

One look, one less.

Simon.

I always think that the dead have spirits in the sky, and they will bless those who are still alive to have a smooth life.

It seems that in my life, except for the days with you, there is nothing left to be satisfied with.

There will be no more in the future.

Because of you live, because of you die.Forgive me for only allowing you to take half of my soul, because it belongs to you.

The other half of it belongs to our country.

"What are you talking about?" Zhu Sinan's face was covered by sickness, revealing a faint death.Li Song looked at him, his eyes were as clear and resolute as when he saw him for the first time, and his eyes had not been tormented by the illness to lose color.

At this time, Simon Zhu was in need of painkillers all the time.

"Sheng Lin said, I'm waiting, it's coming soon." Sitting next to Zhu Sinan, Li Song brushed the broken hair that covered his eyes for him, and then patted his head, "Sinan, you are very strong. I Not as good as you."

I am not as good as you.I just learned to pretend and pretend to accept that you are leaving.

"You are fine, Song." Zhu Sinan held Li Song's hand, "I have never regretted knowing you. I am lucky to have you for everything along the way."

"That day, what did you say Guotai Minan wanted to tell me that day?"

Zhu Sinan held Li Song's hand tightly again.He subconsciously thought that, if you hurry up, time will go slower.

"Ode."

Zhu Sinan paused for a while.

"Song." He called Li Song's name again.

"I want to have a home with you when the country is peaceful and the people are safe."

Li Song's eye circles turned red instantly, and he suddenly understood that the torrent of the times swept away all possibilities, leaving a mess all over the place.They are all people who fight against fate in the torrent, gaining and losing, and if things go on like this, they will be covered with bruises and tireless.

Li Song wanted to answer Simon Zhu.Under Zhu Sinan's gaze, he spoke several times and choked up several times.The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and countless sourness piled up on his vocal cords, preventing the vibration.

"Li Song! I wish Sinan!" Zhu Sibei's excited voice sounded, and he rushed into the room like a gust of wind, bringing in a wave of heat, "It's done! The first meeting was successfully held! A party belonging to our proletariat It's built!"

Zhu Sinan and Li Song looked at each other for a second, hugged and wept.

Hot tears soaked the skirt of his clothes.

Meng Shenglin was stunned for a moment, and immediately came to his senses. He rushed to Zhu Sibei, trying to pick him up. After trying a few times, he felt that he was overthinking his abilities.Zhu Sibei smiled brightly, picked up the short Meng Shenglin at once, and turned around twice.

"Song, I've waited. I've waited!"

They walked slowly through the long night, groped forward in the dark, their feet were pierced by swords, their legs were cut by thorns, and finally saw the dawn.

Then look forward to a future with hope.

late at night.

After the celebration, everyone was a little tired and went to bed early.

Li Song didn't dare to go back to his room to sleep for a long time, so he slept on the sofa next to Zhu Sinan.

"Cough, cough, cough." Zhu Sinan was awakened by the unbearable pain all over his body, afraid of waking Li Song, so he coughed under the blanket.

Li Song was still woken up.His sleep has been light.

"Do you want to take medicine?" Li Song quickly brought water and medicine.

Zhu Sinan looked at Li Song apologetically, and refused the painkiller: "Sorry, I still woke you up."

"will not."

"I want to go downstairs and have a sit in the yard, okay?" Simon Zhu looked out at the night sky through the window, "There are many stars today, I want to see them."

Hegel said that only when a nation has a group of people looking up at the starry sky can they have hope.After reading this sentence, he prefers to look far and wide in the dark.

After the starry sky is dawn, they are people who always move forward towards hope.

There is another viewing pavilion downstairs in their apartment, and they always like to drink there when the summer nights are cool.

Li Song pushed the wheelchair, sat on it with Zhu Sinan in his arms, and led him downstairs.There are still rocking chairs in the pavilion when they came to enjoy the shade last time, and they will be moved back upstairs in the future.Li Song carefully picked up Sinan Zhu and put him on the rocking chair, and covered him with a blanket.

"Summer night is cool."

Zhu Sinan smiled and pulled the blanket up again.

"How long have we known each other?" Zhu Sinan asked.

"Almost 15 years. Count the time we used to study together."

"It's been so long," Zhu Sinan looked at the night sky, "it's almost half of my life."

"It's half of my life too."

"When you were studying, you were different from other people. Love surrounded me. Later, when I returned to China, you still surrounded me. Unexpectedly, you surrounded me all my life."

Li Song felt sad, so he took a halva from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"Eat?" He handed the other to Simon Zhu, "Secretly, without letting Sheng Lin know."

Zhu Sinan took the crisp candy and slowly peeled off the candy wrapper, his fingers were a little stiff.

A familiar sweetness spread from the taste buds to all the limbs, which relieved the pain in his whole body a lot, and he raised a little bit of strength to talk about the past.

In a daze, the sky was no longer filled with stars in front of his eyes. The past years began to flash one after another, and then disappeared into clouds and smoke.

"Song, do you think that if Dongfeng is still alive and knows that the political party has been established, will he be very happy? At that time, you always liked to teach him some things. Dongfeng was clever and learned a lot from your cleverness." ten."

"The candied haws at the entrance of the newspaper office is really delicious. I wonder if I will have a chance to eat them."

"Actually, the donkey you bought to coax me rolled around that time. I couldn't get used to it. But seeing you waiting in line for a long time to buy it made me feel bad."

"That time at the beach, I still remember the way you were thrown into the sea by me, it was so funny."

Zhu Sinan talked about the past, everything they experienced in the past.Some have been blurred, some have been forgotten, but the only thing that has not been forgotten is that Li Song never left his side from the beginning to the end.

Li Song wept quietly in the dark night.Before he had time to feel the sadness, his body had already felt it one step ahead of him.

"Song, don't cry." Zhu Sinan raised his hand to wipe away Li Song's tears, "As long as you are here, I will never be far away."

Li Song asked Zhu Sinan to lean on his body in a more comfortable position.

"Ялюблютебя."

Under the shining stars, Li Song, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

"Huh?" Zhu Sinan didn't hear clearly.

"Ялюблютебя."

Li Song said it again.

Zhu Sinan smiled knowingly.

"Ятожетебялюблю."

They didn't know how long they sat in the pavilion and chatted for how long, until the sky was filled with white light, and the morning glow was about to appear.Zhu Simon's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into raving.

Meng Shenglin, Zhu Sibei, and Chen Ping, did not know when they came down, standing silently behind them.

"Song, watch the dawn for me."

He said.

Li Song felt that the hand he was holding gradually lost the strength to support it, a little bit, a little bit, became softer and softer, and began to lose warmth.He and Zhu Sinan leaned against each other, under the dawning sky.The stars disappeared, leaving him alone looking up at the sky.

"it is good."

The author has something to say:

The foreign language meaning in the article is.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

At the end of the day, I want to give them both a consummation.Originally, I didn't intend to express my feelings to each other, but I put it in the ending so that those who are alive suddenly understand what's going on.

Later, as I wrote it, my heart softened.