[May you float like a dream derived] [Luo Fusheng x original heroine] Dangfu three white

On July 1945, 7, the United States, Britain, and China jointly issued the "Potsdam Proclamation", urging Japan to surrender unconditionally, otherwise Japan would be dealt the "final blow."

On August 1945 and 8, 6, the U.S. military dropped bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, respectively.

Lin Zhixia had already been in Hong Kong for three years when she saw this news. At the beginning, she only thought that Hong Kong was close to the mainland, and the speed of information dissemination was always much faster than that of France on the other side of the ocean.It was only when she got there that she realized that under the British rule, the life of the Chinese in Hong Kong was not even as good as when she first arrived in France.In order to wait for the news of the end of the war, Lin Zhixia insisted on staying in Hong Kong, just to wait for this day.

On August 8th, Lin Zhixia resigned from her workplace. She was eager to return home and left without looking back after resigning. The finance manager chased after her to settle the salary with her.

At noon on the 15th, Emperor Hirohito of Japan published the "End War Edict" through the radio, announcing unconditional surrender.

Lin Zhixia finally couldn't help crying when she heard the news of the surrender from the radio on the ship. After wandering in a foreign country for eight years, she was finally able to return.

On the way back to Shanghai, I went to Wuhan. Except for the roaring Yangtze River and the bell tower of Jianghan Pass, Lin Zhixia couldn't find anything about Wuhan in his memory.I stayed in Wuhan for a week, and every day I sat by the Yangtze River in a daze. The river was empty, there was no bridge, and the boats on the wharf depended on the river bank.Only when the bell of Jianghan Pass rang, could she find some childhood memories.

Back in Shanghai, Lin Zhixia almost didn't recognize this.The houses along the street have long been destroyed, and rebuilding is everywhere, and countless people have lost their loved ones in the war.

Relying on her memory, she found the small building where she and Luo Fusheng lived, but it has become ruins, and the old scene can no longer be found.MGM is still standing, but it has been deserted for a long time.

Luo Fusheng finished his final work in Nanjing, and set foot on the way back to Shanghai with a boat ticket alone.Along the way, everyone was immersed in the joy of victory. Looking at their smiling faces, Luo Fusheng felt that everything he did was worthwhile.

When I left the field hospital and followed the chief of staff's team all the way to the north and south, countless comrades died outside and never went back.The chief of staff at that time also became the commander step by step.He wanted Luo Fusheng to stay. Most of their equipment was obtained by confiscation, and they couldn't produce it independently.

"I can recommend you to study abroad."

"I let her stay abroad alone for long enough, if you send me out again, believe it or not, she would dare to take over your headquarters?" Luo Fusheng smiled and rejected the commander's offer.

On the boat back to Shanghai, Luo Fusheng looked at the receding scenery on the shore and lit a cigarette, thinking of the ancient poem he learned from the chief of staff, "The beacon fire lasts for three months, and the letter from home is worth ten thousand gold".The chief of staff was lucky to have received a few letters from home, and many letters sent by people did not know where they went.Luo Fusheng once wrote a letter to Lin Qikai asking him if he knew about Lin Zhixia's situation in France, but he never received a reply, and later moved with the army, and the whereabouts of that letter is unknown.

When he arrived in Shanghai, Luo Fusheng saw a piece of life, different from the lifelessness when he left. The broken land was being reborn little by little, and one day it would return to its former state, or even better.

Luo Fusheng came to the small building where they used to live, where the original appearance could no longer be seen due to the reconstruction, and the memories that once belonged to them disappeared in the long river of history like those rubbles.

After leaving the small building, I passed the Niuji Shengjian shop. The shop is still there, but there is no longer the scene of long queues in the past.The boss passed away a few months ago, and it was the boss's son who took over the stall, and there was a young man beside him helping in a decent way.

"Second boss, my father was still talking about you before he died, saying that you were kind to our family back then, and we will never forget it in this life." The little boss handed the fried rice to Luo Fusheng and said.

"Okay, the dynasty has changed and I'm still the second in charge. Even if I don't change, I'm no longer the second in charge. Take a good look at the shop. If your taste changes, I won't forgive you." Luo Fusheng said as he took out his pocket, It was found that only a few copper plates were not enough.

"Erdang... No, Mr. Luo, you don't have to pay. Ms. Lin returned to Shanghai a year ago, and then she paid a sum of money in advance every month just like you did at the beginning, saying that you would come back one day to eat raw pan fried of."

"Zhixia?"

"Yes, Er...Mr. Luo. Although Ms. Lin pays a sum of money in advance every month, she never withdraws it herself. She says it is waiting for you to collect it."

Luo Fusheng smiled while holding the bag of fried rice in his hand, said goodbye to the little boss, and went to the house that Hong Zhengbao left him back then.

The house was located in the suburbs, Luo Fusheng had no money and had to leave.It didn't arrive until the sun was setting.Pushing open the iron gate, Lin Zhixia was digging the soil in the courtyard with a hoe, accusing Luo Fusheng of all kinds.

"Luo Fu gave birth to me... I will kill you and kill you. You'd better never show up, or I... I... I will... I will break your limbs so that you can't go anywhere!"

Luo Fusheng saw that Lin Zhixia was not turning over the soil, he was using the soil as his venting, and felt a little funny and bitter.

"Zhixia, I'm back."

Lin Zhixia stopped what she was doing, looked at Luo Fusheng standing in the courtyard, and couldn't help crying.She was crying and chasing Luo Fusheng in the courtyard with a hoe, while Luo Fusheng hid and grabbed the hoe in her hand, finally calming her down.

"Luo Fusheng, you bastard!"

"I……"

"Why do you do this, why!"

"sorry."

Lin Zhixia scolded enough and was tired from beating, so she hugged Luo Fusheng and didn't speak.Luo Fusheng hugged Lin Zhixia back, patted her on the back, enjoying this moment of reunion.

Just when Luo Fusheng was immersed in the joy of reunion, a voice coldly interrupted his fantasy:

"Sir, who are you looking for?"

The author has something to say: to test you, what is the name of the mayor of Wuhan? (It has the same name as the mayor of Nanjing hahahaha)