It's not too late for the first time

During the few days when he left Yang's mansion, Yang Muchi was busy all the time.

Those who knew him probably praised him more than once, that he has a smart brain.

Coupled with the ups and downs in the military academy and the detective department, he can easily avoid the enemy's tracking, and can contact Xia Yuechun and others secretly and safely.

He even pretended to be a member of the Black Dragon Society to mislead his elder brother's judgment.

He didn't want to do it if possible.

Especially when facing Yang Muchu.

Although he is used to confronting that person tit for tat, even if he admits that he is his elder brother, he will always be obedient and contradictory, but in fact, in his heart, when he thinks of the other person, he is always warm and trusting.

Even the bad deeds of that person—robbed his fiancée, launched an assassination order to make him exhausted, and always told himself the truth of the matter in the cruelest way...——these things he used to forget, and sometimes he even felt resentful , but it is already able to smile slightly.

If there is one person in this world with whom he is never willing to fight against, never to have a real dispute with, then it is probably his big brother.

But in this world, there are always many helpless things.

Helpless and bitter.

Just like his decision now.

Once you step on the road leading to death in front of you, there may be no possibility of returning.

But he still resolutely walked to the Japanese tea room.

For Yang Muchi, there are many important things in life, which may not be sweet.

But it is so important because it is - the salt of life.

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When people are about to face death, they often fall into remembrance.

Some people see the snow-capped mountains and think of their experiences when they climbed the mountains.

There are also people who think of their loved ones and suddenly have a strong desire to continue fighting against death.

There are even people who claim to have seen scenes from hell...

These scenes are completely different, but in their hearts, this must be the most memorable thing.

Now, Yang Muchi is also on the road to death.

Step by step, he walked slowly on the ordinary and familiar streets of Shanghai like all ordinary Chinese.

His teachers, his partners, his friends, those who have passed away or have left, resurfaced in his mind at this time.

They pressed down heavily, making his footsteps seem to have a sense of weight.

Like he suddenly had some heavy life.

Fortunately, in this heavy life, there are some light colors.

He thought of the completely different expressions on Ah Chu's face that was exactly the same as his own.

Thinking that perhaps his eldest brother would, as he wrote in his letter, work hard for the future of the Chinese people after his death.

He must have done better than himself.

Of course, maybe, he finally chose to leave.

In any case, he will not be angry at all.That was his only relative.

While thinking about what to do with Xu Yuzhen next, he unconsciously recalled how he got along with his elder brother.

He suddenly thought of Yu Xiaojiang's words again.

In fact, in the past few days, Yu Xiaojiang's hesitant words often appeared in his mind.

He also always thought of Ah Chu's ambiguous words, and thought of him leaving Yashu in the end.

Yang Muci rubbed his brows, his expression was a bit strange - could it be that his elder brother...has that kind of meaning to him?

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The fall of Shanghai, although it was not like the smoke and gunfire under the visible blue sky in Guangzhou, it seems that people are still doing familiar daily life, but some things have changed.

Yu Xiaojiang frowned, Ah Ci's determination made her feel sad, at this moment, seeing the atrocities everywhere on the street, she let out a long sigh in her heart.

The rampant Japanese soldiers everywhere, the submissive people everywhere cautiously avoid the bad luck that will come suddenly.

Obviously it is our own land, but we not only have to be careful in the British and French concessions, but now we also have to be careful about our words and deeds in every corner we walk through.

Even life has become extremely personal.Seeing his compatriots die innocently before his eyes, he could only clenched his fists silently. For Yu Xiaojiang, I don't know how many times.

How many people have died quietly?

The sorrow in her heart almost turned into misery.

All the people who stayed in Shanghai, including her, including Ah Ci, all the people who are struggling to live on this land, who has not imagined a possible life in the future?

But we are always too late.

Too late to love, too late to join hands, too late to compose the life you want to achieve for yourself.

As Yu Xiaojiang thought about it, he became even more irritable.

As long as Shanghai remains the Shanghai in front of us, there will never be a stage to showcase the things we want to do, the efforts and results we want to put in.

Such an environment and such a situation not only threatened her life at any time, but also the depression and anger deep in her soul slowly... opened her eyes in Shanghai.

The author has something to say: PS: During the isolated island period, the fall of Shanghai in November 1937 to the Pearl Harbor Incident in December 11, the Japanese army invaded the Shanghai Concession.During this period, Shanghai was surrounded by occupied areas occupied by the Japanese army on all sides. Only the concession area was controlled by Britain, France and other countries before the Japanese army arrived, so it was called "isolated island".