Old Nine Gates of Liuli Love Flowers

End of 1936

Xiao Yuezhen is one and a half years old. She has a clever and cute face and is very cute. She has learned to walk when she was more than one year old, and now she has learned to speak a little. The reason is probably because Daddy's embrace is too tight...

"Come here, give me a hug from Daddy~"

The little guy was playing vigorously, when he saw that scorching father waving to him, he turned his head and ran directly into his mother's Xiangruan embrace, "Hey~ this kid!"

Ning Qingli couldn't help laughing, picked up Tan and walked towards him

"Yu, you are not good~ Be careful that Daddy doesn't love you anymore~"

Hearing what his mother said, the clever little guy looked at his father again. He seemed to understand something half-understood. He rolled his dark eyes, and stretched out his small hands to his father, "Daddy hug~~"

Only then did Adjutant Zhang put away his sour expression, took his small body with a smile, and kissed his little cheek, "I knew I was attached to your mother, it must be like your mother was when she was a child."

"What, how can I be clingy?"

"Who knows. Oh, right~"

"Come on, don't pay attention to daddy~ come on, give mother a hug~"

"Okay, like me, like me, our family is the most like daddy~"

……

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1937

Beginning of the year

"Qingli, I'll be back later today, so don't wait for me tonight."

"okay, I get it."

……

All year round

"Qingli, Changsha is not peaceful during this time, you should be careful, it's better not to go out."

"I will, then you should be careful."

"Don't worry, but tomorrow, I probably won't be back. You should go to bed early tonight."

"Okay, don't be too tired."

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Year-end

"Mother, when will Daddy come back?"

"Daddy won't be back until later, so go to bed early."

"But Daddy said yesterday that he would teach you how to slingshot... Daddy is lying..."

"Don't cry now... Now there are a lot of bad guys outside. Daddy wants to protect us. Don't blame Daddy, okay?"

"Mother, I miss my father so much, when will the bad guys leave..."

"Soon, the bad guys will leave soon."

……

at night

Every night by the window, there is a candle for him

But many nights, candles burn till dawn

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1938

This day and night, candlelight is still burning in front of the window

She was still alone on the empty bed. For some reason, she felt a little uneasy today...

In the middle of the night, the door was only opened, and a bloody smell wafted faintly in the candle-lit air. Sleeping lightly, she quickly opened her eyes, and there was his figure beside the door, "Ri Shan, you're back! "

She walked towards him happily, but at the next moment, tears overflowed violently, "It's okay, Qingli, it's just a small injury, it's fine." He stroked her face and wiped away the tears for her. He wanted to deal with it. After healed the wound, he quietly came in to change his clothes, but she didn't expect that she would wake up as soon as he entered the door. She untied his bloody clothes, and the wound on his shoulder was shockingly exposed in front of her eyes. The bright red glare cut her like a knife. Her hand froze in mid-air, covering her lips instead, sobbing softly, "It must be very painful... right..."

He held her hand distressedly, hugged her into his arms, and comforted her softly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt at all, it's over."

She hugged him tightly and buried him in his arms, sobbing uncontrollably, listening to his heartbeat, as if she was afraid that he would disappear, only holding him like this would make her feel at ease." Promise I, I must protect myself in the future... okay..."

He hugged her tightly, his eyes full of distress and self-blame. Since when, in her life, besides waiting, she was worrying. When will he be able to erase this boundless darkness for her...

"Okay, I promise you."

The night is long and silent, and sometimes people think that time stays at this moment, but no matter how long it is, there will be an end, just like the long night, there will be dawn and dawn.

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Another rainy night, another candlelight

She sat by the window, propped her arms, and gently closed her eyes

For a long time, the candle flickered slightly

For a moment, a warm palm covered her hand

She opened her eyes, raised the corners of her lips, and cut off the candlelight.

(Finish)

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That's the end of it, but their story will never end.Although the writing is not very good, but there are thousands of words, I really appreciate your support and encouragement, which gave me the motivation to keep writing. Thank you? See you later.