Bloody Heart

At the end of the war, everyone returned to their respective territories to continue their lives.

Francis returned to Paris.Sitting in the car, the car drove through the familiar streets, and he saw the statues of the Gallic heroes stand up again, guarding the devastated homeland.Several people on the side of the road pushed and pushed a young woman holding a child. She was very young and beautiful, but her face was distorted and frightened.The scissors mercilessly reached out to her curly long hair. The woman's scream and the child's cry penetrated the glass and poured into Francis' ears. He had to turn his head and couldn't bear to look at it.

Sorry, he apologized repeatedly in his heart, but he had no position to stop people from being angry.He knew why people were angry, that when they needed him most, when he should have stood up to protect his family, he had left them in the arms of the enemy—just like she had.In the final analysis, he is also a traitor, and he deserves the wrath.

The car kept moving forward, and Francis's heart was always pressed by some heavy and wet emotions, like the sky in London sometimes.Thinking of the British gentleman in London, he actually appeared in front of him.Francis thought he had misidentified the person at first, but when the car stopped outside the Paris City Hall, he finally believed his eyes.

He got out of the car and walked up to Arthur.Arthur stood there watching him approach step by step, walked up to him, and asked him, little Arthur, why did you come to Paris.

The island gentleman thought, How long has it been since I heard this voice?Francis smiled insincerely with a stubble, looking a little downcast.Arthur looked at him, then suddenly stepped forward and gave the blond man a big hug.

"You still know how to come back, red wine bastard." The last guardian of Europa was like a child holding a lost toy at this moment.

Francis gently hugged him back, and put his hand on Arthur's thin back.Comfortingly stroking the hair on the back of Arthur's neck, he looked up at the gray sky. He thought maybe he hadn't reached the point of heinousness yet. Even though he was a betrayer, God still gave him a chance to redeem his sins.

Although he made so many mistakes and hurt so many ordinary and kind people, God still chose to give him a future and a chance to rebuild all of this.

That is truly the supreme forgiveness.

■

Four years later.

The train slowly entered the station amidst grand military music and stopped beside the platform.The guard of honor moved in unison, with shiny boots and gleaming bayonets.Wang Yao got out of the car, and as soon as his feet touched the ground in Moscow, he received a warm welcome from the revolutionary comrades with a bear hug as the carrier: "Welcome to Moscow, Comrade Wang Yao! Ah, Speaking of which, you haven't met me face to face," the strange eyes rolled, "I'm Paul Braginsky, you can call me Soviet."

Wang Yao was still thinking about who you were when he was being embraced just now, but when he heard the self-introduction, he immediately put away his disgusted expression.He put on a polite smile and said hello to Paul. This scene was frozen by the photographer. Paul's hand was still on Wang Yao's back. The two looked at each other and smiled with a very intimate look.

When Paul saw this photo again after a long time, he couldn't help but wondered in a daze, when did everyone go from being so close to the last one.

However, that was really a long time later.

At this time, Wang Yao stayed in the suburban villa of Paul's boss.He took off his new overcoat and hat and planned to rest for a while, the bumpy roads of the previous week had really tossed him.It is best to have a good night's sleep after lunch before preparing for the evening's meeting. (Of course, he knew that this wish would probably fail.) The whole delegation attached great importance to this visit and expected to achieve a satisfactory result.The warm welcome at the station gave enough face to the guests coming from afar, and the intimate group photo of Paul and Wang Yao was even more inspiring.Thinking of Paul, Wang Yao couldn't help smiling, he was really at a loss at that time...

Although this was the first time they had met, he had already developed an unavoidable affection for this passionate young man.

After lunch, the people in the delegation began to make final preparations for the meeting. Wang Yao sighed and thought to himself, taking a nap or something is really just a beautiful luxury.We were busy until dinner, and the materials were sorted out, but everyone was still a little nervous.Wang Yao tried to relieve everyone's pressure, so he proposed to go to dinner, but just as the words came out, the answer came from behind: "Okay Xiaoyao, I was just about to say the same thing."

Wang Yao turned around petrified, and a burst of laughter erupted in the room.

At the door, Paul Braginsky leaned against the door frame, looking at him happily.

Hello, Comrade Soviet, where did you come from? Don’t learn those strange names from Ivan. Wang Yao’s mind ran through countless words, but the last thing he uttered was only one sentence: "I’m sorry, I have to talk to you. Let's all act together."

Paul showed his trademark smile, spread his hands and looked around the people in the room: "Do you have any objections?"

In a burst of "no" one after another, the young man in black happily pulled Wang Yao out.

Even though they have only seen each other twice, the atmosphere of having dinner together is like old friends reunited.The content of the conversation was relaxed and happy, from the buildings on the red field to the food at Wang Yao's house, and there were laughter from time to time.

But in the end, the content of the conversation between the two came to this visit.

"Comrade Wang Yao, I have actually met you." Paul said unexpectedly, "when the treaty was signed last time."

Wang Yao was a little surprised.

Paul continued: "At that time I thought, you will probably come to me to sign a new treaty one day."

"Well, you guessed it." Wang Yao nodded and admitted, "This is indeed the main purpose of my trip."

"What are you going to ask for?"

He asked casually, and Wang Yao's answer was not very formal: "Look at you, you really have three/sentences/words that are not far from your own line! I don't think as much as you do, and now I just want to enjoy the rare and comfortable dinner time. "

Paul waved his hand immediately, and leaned back on the chair back: "That's right. Let's wait until serious occasions to discuss these serious topics."

After dinner, Paul sent Wang Yao back to the delegation, and chatted with some of his family members for a while.Wang Yao felt very comfortable looking at the happy scene in front of him, so he asked Paul to go back quickly because it was getting late, and see you at the meeting later.

"The talks in a while will definitely go very smoothly." As soon as Paul left, someone happily expected him on the back.

Another jokingly echoed: "Yes, look how good the relationship between the Soviet Union and our Comrade Wang Yao is!"

Listening to the laughter coming from behind, Wang Yao shook his head, but the curvature of his mouth did not fade away.Paul's performance made everyone less nervous, and I don't know if he did it deliberately.I can only thank him quietly in my heart, no matter what.

When he met the Soviet/Union delegation outside the venue, Wang Yao felt a strong aura from a long distance away, as if he was about to overwhelm others, and he was not very friendly.He walked forward with his family, and the leader of the other party saw him, but the only response he gave was a small nod, and there was no emotion in his amethyst-like eyes.

Wang Yao's gaze slid to Paul who was behind Ivan, unexpectedly Paul also happened to look at him, and blinked at him when the two looked at each other.Wang Yao raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Behind Ivan's indifferent back, the two seemed to be quietly passing some secret.

But after the meeting started, Wang Yao couldn't laugh anymore.He wondered why the Soviet/Soviet Union would let Ivan take the lead in this meeting, but no matter what the reason was, such an arrangement made the tone of the meeting not so equal and friendly from the very beginning.Ivan's attitude made Wang Yao feel a kind of pressure that he was extremely disgusted with. In the purple like sea of ​​ice, he even had the illusion of seeing the light and shadow of Ai/Hun city.

Only then did he realize that not everyone here was as warm and friendly to him as Soviet.

He suddenly found himself overwhelmed by what had happened earlier in the day.

■

After everyone else left, Ivan was blocked by Paul in the venue. "What were you doing just now?" Soviet asked with a grim expression.

Now, unexpectedly, it was replaced by Ivan. "I'm meeting as expected. Any questions?"

Paul put down the hand that stopped him: "I told you clearly that today's attitude should be more friendly, and you agree with my point of view." It was not an aggressive statement, but it was full of questioning meaning between the lines.

At this moment, Ivan suddenly realized the source of the anger of the man in front of him. "Yes, that's right, you told me this afternoon." He nodded, "but your proposal was rejected by most of the delegation during dinner. That's right—you ran to talk to Xiaoyao When we were having dinner together." When Ivan said the last sentence, his tone was tainted with some teasing.

"why?"

"Because everyone thinks you are too enthusiastic." Unlike Paul's emotional expression, Ivan was very calm, "The enthusiasm is not what a big country of your status should be. Soviet, we all know that he wants to change the terms What parts of it. Are you really going to give him back what he asked for?"

Paul did not answer Ivan's question directly, but only said: "...some of his requirements should be met, because he is different."

Ivan looked at him with raised eyebrows. "He is my revolutionary comrade," said Paul.

Then he saw the expression of disbelief on the former great empire in front of him. "So what?" Ivan retorted indifferently, "Felix and the others are also your 'comrades' now. Why don't you treat them so generously?"

"Wang Yao is different from them. He is a big country." After a pause, Paul added, "He will be our most important companion on the way to pursue our ideals. We should be sincere to him in exchange for his international reputation. Support on issues. Once he gets his strength back—which I can help him do—he will be a great help to me against Alfred.”

Ivan looked at Soviet who said these words in a serious manner, and for a moment he didn't know how to refute so as not to hurt the other party as much as possible.helper?Why should he help you?Just because you practice the same doctrine?No, he shook his head in his heart, the reason was too pale.He really wanted to tell Paul directly, you call it belief, but we just call it system; in the eyes of the will of the country, one's own interests are more important than anything else.But that will definitely make the opponent's three views collapse.

——Mr. the national ideal who is both complex and simple, and can never be understood.

So in the end Ivan didn't explain, just said: "He won't. We should continue the policy so far and strive to get the maximum benefit from him. You don't always want the Pacific/Ping/Ocean's outlets and Is the port not frozen? Take it from him. Then you will find that these are much more than the 'revolutionary friendship'."

This sounded overbearing and rude.Ivan was sad to find that he had hurt the other person anyway, but there was really nothing he could do about it.This is the natural barrier between the national will and the national ideal, and any degree of communication and familiarity cannot be communicated.Although he and Paul share the same national soul, they are very similar and yet very different.But he himself knew that everything he did was for Paul's goal, and he was paving the way for the Soviet ideal inch by inch.Then, even if the other party can't understand, as long as the result is good, everything will be fine.

So he remained silent, and left the darkened meeting hall under Paul's incomprehensible eyes.

■

Under Wang Yao's repeated request, on December 12, Ke/Li/M/Lin Gong finally responded slowly, saying that they agreed to hold a second meeting.Wang Yao suddenly saw hope again, and he was looking forward to some satisfactory results from this meeting.

But the fact once again let him down.In the second meeting, Ivan still acted indifferently and toughly, without any intention of discussing with him.After this meeting, Wang Yao felt as if he had been fooled. After the meeting, he tried to use Paul as a breakthrough (for some reason, that guy was very inactive in the meeting), but he couldn't even see Paul's face.

The delegate who had made the optimistic predictions now said gloomily that it seemed hopeless that the talks would produce the results they had hoped for.Wang Yao was also helpless, and the air was filled with depression.

At this moment, news came from the country that Arthur Kirkland planned to take substantive actions to recognize Wang Yao's legal status; even better, Alfred announced that he would abandon Wang Xiaomei and show favor to her brother instead.Wang Yao couldn't help but feel happy, and the hope that was about to disappear was rekindled.

On the other side, Paul and Ivan were also severely bombed by the deep water bomb/bomb thrown by Alfred.

Alfred said: "Wang Yao, who did you say planned your Xin/Xinjiang riot/movement? Who instigated the independence of your Outer/Mongolia/Gu? And who owns your 150 million square kilometers? In it? Isn’t that all Paul Braginsky! An enemy’s enemy is a friend, and HERO is your friend! Throw yourself into my arms!”

Paul wanted to bang a hose on that shiny golden fur to shut him up completely - what the hell does your 150 million square kilometers have to do with me? That's Ivan's fault.

"What should we do now? Whether you like it or not, you have to show it to Wang Yao." He looked down at the newspaper in front of him that reported the news.

Ivan's amethyst was covered with a dense layer of dark clouds. "Okay, let's talk." He grabbed those few newspapers and threw them into the trash/trash can, "Send someone to tell Xiaoyao."

Paul didn't send anyone, he went by himself.When Wang Yao saw him, Paul could be sure that the other party heaved a sigh of relief.

Wang Yao invited him in, and the family members in the room gathered together when they saw that it was Soviet.Wang Yao asked him: "Since you are willing to show up, does it mean that our talks can continue?"

Paul shrugged: "Thanks to Alfred's statement, yes."

Wang Yao nodded, and then asked: "What is your negotiation plan this time? Continue to refuse?"

Paul choked for a moment: "Uh...I don't think so. Otherwise there would be no need for another meeting, would there?"

After being silent for a while, Wang Yaocai asked again: "Soviet, why is it Ivan instead of you?"

He didn't say everything, but Paul knew what he wanted to express.He remembered the conversation he had with Ivan after the first session.

"Comrade Wang Yao, what is your ideal?"

The sudden question caught Wang Yao by surprise.He subconsciously looked at the family members around him, and they dispersed wisely.In this corner by the window where the sun shines in, only the two of them are left quietly.

Wang Yao said: "This may not be an ideal, but it should be said that it is my greatest wish. I hope—I have always hoped that my family members can live with dignity and ideals in a rich, stable, and powerful society. country."

He felt a little embarrassed to say these words in such a formal way, after all, he has always been a restrained person.But as an answer, this passage qualifies.

The snowy peaks of the Changbai Mountains were once so cold, the Yellow River was soaked with roaring silt; the paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River were only left with basil, the litchi flowers in Lingnan were lonely and haggard, and there were no fishing boats in the South China Sea with bitter water.He once humiliatedly lost all the glory left to him by his ancestors, and was once plundered to nothing.There were those years when he as a country couldn't protect his family and instead relied on them for protection.Fortunately, his family never gave up. The boundless mountains and rivers are shattered, and people still believe that the corner of the distant land is solid, intact, and vigorous.

It is more alive than all doctrines, and it is more powerful than all weapons.It is the destination and sustenance of the souls of people from generation to generation. It is people's belief that the future is like the sea, and the future will be long, and the sky will not grow old and the country will have no boundaries.

That is the eternal China/country in the hearts of his hundreds of millions of family members.

——People say that there is hope, where the sun rises to drive out the darkness and bring life back; where people don't live like animals, and don't die like ants.

——That's where Wang Yao is going to bring his family.

"You'll fight for everything you want for this," Paul said.

Wang Yao looked at him for a long time, as if he was not sure if he was testing.Finally, he nodded silently.

Paul remembered Ivan's words.He laughed at himself, "That's right," he seemed to say to Wang Yao, but also to himself, "That's why it's Ivan and not me."

"What?" Wang Yao was completely confused by him now.

"That's why the talks should be led by Ivan, not me." Because Ivan, like Wang Yao, will not give up any ground for the benefit of the country, they know best what they need and want.Without the behemoth "ideal" that obscures the view, the mind of the national will is the most calm and clear.

He used to think that his principle was also the supremacy of national interests, but now it seems that he was wrong.Interests and ideals, Ivan and him, sometimes coincide and sometimes contradict.

So when they have conflicts, are they hindering the pursuit of ideals for the sake of immediate interests?Or should the benefits of proximity be sacrificed for a noble purpose?

From birth to today, he felt such confusion for the first time.

The author has something to say:

The war ends and the third part begins (the first part is Lucia, the second part is WW2).In the third part, there will be a large number of Boss Wang haunting, please be careful when eating.In order to match the painting style of this article, Boss Wang has no oral addiction in this article, please note that it is not a bug.