After winning the 1 million lottery, I have to fight even more

After taking a shower and changing into pajamas, Wang Wei lay down on the bed, the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of sunshine.Lin Qingxuan said that the taste of sunshine is very clean and beautiful, like Kawabata's novels, transparent, concise, and refined, and Wang Wei also thinks so.This warm and clean smell always makes him relax easily.

Smelling the sun, lying in a sea of ​​stars, Wang Wei felt that he could write a short story of 5000 words right now.Outlining the outline of this novel in his mind, Wang Wei's consciousness gradually sank into darkness. Between half-dream and half-awake, Wang Wei seemed to dream that he wrote it down.

After waking up overnight, the novel was of course not written, and Qian Lei had already left at some point.According to the recipe given by Yang Di, Wang Wei concentrated on eating breakfast and went for a little run around the nearby Daming Lake.When he got home, Wang Wei turned on his newly bought laptop and wrote down his dream from last night. The title is "Minghu Sunshine".

It is said that during the period of the Republic of China, beside the Furong Spring, there lived a daughter of a large family. She was a scholarly family, and she was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, calligraphy and painting.How many people waited for her flowering period to arrive, and they would come to propose marriage.When this girl was born, there was a small lotus-like birthmark between her eyebrows. Not only did it not affect the girl's appearance, but it set her off as bright and moving as a lotus at noon. Grandma saw her joy and named him Qinghe .

What she likes most every day is to sit by the Furong Spring and watch the flowing water flow out of the house with fallen leaves and flowers.Qinghe knew that not far from the Furong Spring was Daming Lake.But I have only seen it in books, and never went out to witness it with my own eyes.Qinghe's life was short for more than thirteen years, and she never went out except to follow her mother to pay respects to the Buddha on New Year's Day.But I don't know that there is Han, no matter the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the Qing Kingdom, or the invasion of foreign powers, it has nothing to do with her. Her parents and brothers firmly protect her in the palm of her hand, isolating all the wind and frost from the outside world.

The days were so peaceful and peaceful, until one day, a loud noise that she had never heard before passed by her ears. No walls can hide it.

"It's the sound of gunfire." The mother hugged her and said tremblingly.

That night, the father, who had always been sitting in the bright hall, rushed to the street with his family members and never came back.The mother hid her in a tunnel under the lotus leaves by the Furong Spring, and then hung the three-foot white silk on the beams of the house.Qinghe hid alone in this tunnel, covering her mouth and weeping silently, vowing in her heart that she would pay for the blood of the invaders who ruined her family!

This tunnel is so hidden that Qinghe has lived in her house for 13 years, but she never found it.Facts have proved that the Japanese powers have searched here three times, but they have not found any clues.In the tunnel, her mother hid enough food and water. After exploring the tunnel for several days, Qinghe found a secret exit hidden by Daming Lake.But outside with three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, Qinghe couldn't find a chance to escape.

The former home was occupied by the foreign powers and turned into a temporary command post. From the hidden vent, Qinghe could hear the discussion in the meeting. She didn't understand Japanese, but she transcribed her voice into Chinese characters and recorded it.Until one night, Qinghe once again looked for a chance to escape in the middle of the night, but inadvertently saved a man covered in blood.In the days that followed, Qinghe knew that he was an anti-Japanese martyr of the Red Party, named Zhenhua.He was discovered while delivering the news, and finally escaped, and was rescued by Qinghe.

Knowing that this is the Japanese army command post, and seeing the confidential information recorded by Qinghe, Zhenhua realizes that if this information is passed on, the anti-Japanese actions will have an incomparable boost.Therefore, Zhenhua began to use this secret channel to send out news, and when he came back, he would bring Qinghe back all kinds of little things that girls like, such as Tanggua noodles, human hair and handkerchiefs.Love slowly grows between the two.

However, the good times didn't last long. Zhenhua's actions were too intensive. Once when he went out, the sound of water accidentally splashed alarmed the Japanese army. Broken Dragon Stone stood up by himself.

"Miss!" A surviving old man in the mansion recognized Qing He.

The Japanese army arrested Qinghe and searched the secret passage closely, but only found a small cellar because the broken dragon stone had been dropped.Although the Japanese army suspected it, they couldn't find any other clues. They only believed that Qinghe was the daughter hidden by the previous master's family.The officer coveted Qinghe's beauty and kept her behind.

A night of wind and rain, seven or eight people, although Qinghe was distraught, she survived in the end.

"Comfort," their new name for her.

Although the Broken Dragon Stone was dropped, the news was still being passed on.Qinghe passed the confidential note to Zhenhua through the air vent, without revealing a trace of her current situation.

Using the news delivered by Qinghe, the anti-Japanese soldiers defeated the actions of the Japanese army time and time again.However, repeated failures finally made the Japanese army aware of the existence of the inner ghost.Qinghe has no special training as a spy, and her tactics are actually not very clever, so she was quickly caught.

Severe torture could not make Qinghe confess her contact person. In order to attract the anti-Japanese martyrs and squeeze out the last remaining value of Qinghe who was almost exhausted, the Japanese army frantically hung Qinghe on the top of the city wall.

At this time, the strength of the anti-Japanese army and the Japanese army is very different, and the possibility of rescuing Qinghe is infinitely close to zero.Zhenhua took the risk and pretended to be an ordinary passerby entering the city to see Qinghe for the last time.

Zhenhua is not so selfish as to let his comrades risk their lives to help him to play Qinghe. He only tells his comrades that he wants to see Qinghe for the last time, but in his heart he is already determined to die.

I held the drug used to poison mice between my teeth, and I just said goodbye to Qinghe, and we went to the underworld together.

Walking to the position that had been rehearsed countless times in his heart, Zhenhua suddenly took out the gun from his arms, and hit the rope that tied Qinghe with two accurate "boom booms."

Qinghe fell from a high altitude, Zhenhua opened his arms and held her in his arms.The quick-reacting Japanese shot through Zhenhua's knee, coupled with the impact of Qinghe's fall from the sky, he fell to his knees all at once.However, the arms that tightly hugged Qinghe never let go.

"Zhen...Zhenhua." Qinghe was too weak to speak, she could only stare firmly into Zhenhua's eyes, tears slowly falling, as if she was saying, why are you so stupid.

The Japanese army surrounded him, Zhenhua bit the oiled paper bag in his mouth, and the bitter powder scattered, burning his mouthpiece.

"I only hope that the flowers will bloom side by side, and we will live and die together. Qinghe, will you marry me?" Zhenhua asked hoarsely.

Being held in Zhenhua's arms, it seemed as if all the pain in her body was gone in an instant. She was probably going to die, but she died well.

With all her strength, Qinghe nodded and said, "I am willing."

Tears of joy or sadness poured out of the corners of his eyes, Zhenhua bowed his head, and pressed the first and last kiss on Qinghe's withered lips: "My lady."

"Husband... Jun." Qinghe uttered the last two words, and couldn't hold back her eyes anymore, with a peaceful smile that hadn't appeared since the country was destroyed and her family was destroyed.

Zhenhua laughed miserably, hugged Qinghe's body tightly to his chest, opened his mouth and shouted, "Long live China, Japan must perish!"

Bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and under the city gate, the second eyes were closed forever.

25 years later, the tombstones of the two were erected on the Hero Mountain, and the epitaph reads:

She is a ray of sunshine in Minghu in the afternoon, clean and transparent

He is a drop of blood of the five-star red flag, and the red blood grows

Immersed in the story he wove, Wang Wei wrote more than 5000 words in one breath, without even drinking water, let alone lunch and dinner. When Wang Wei finally wrote the last sentence, he looked up and saw that~ It's 8 o'clock in the evening.

The hunger finally came late, Wang Wei stood up from the chair, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and a burst of sweat broke out from his forehead and nose, and he had to fall back to the chair.

After half-lying on the desk for a long time, Wang Wei got up slowly while leaning on the desk again, leaning on the back of the boss's chair as a crutch, and slowly moved towards the kitchen door. He remembered that there seemed to be some bar of chocolate.

However, Wang Wei still overestimated his physical strength after starving for a day. After moving a few steps, he felt his knees go limp and fell heavily to the ground.

"Wang Wei!"

As a police officer, there is no time to commute when he is so busy. When he first took office, a difficult case was handed over to him.Normally, Qian Lei would live in the office directly when there was a case.But now he was worried about Wang Wei, so he hurried home after finally being free, but he didn't expect to see Wang Wei falling to the ground.

There was a momentary blank in his mind, Qian Lei rushed to Wang Wei in three steps at a time, picked him up horizontally, and almost jogged to put him on the nearest sofa.

He took out the wedding candy that his colleague had just given him today in his pocket, picked up a random one and stuffed it into Wang Wei's mouth.

Seeing Wang Wei gradually slowing down, he asked anxiously, "How is Wang Wei, do you feel better? I'll take you to the hospital right away."

"No...no need, brother Lei, I'll just eat something." Seeing that Qian Lei was about to hug himself up again, Wang Wei hurriedly stopped him.

Suddenly there was a stomach protest in the air: "Gulu Gulu——"

Qian Lei didn't know what happened, it must be because the child was disobedient and didn't eat well.

"Didn't eat tonight?" Qian Lei asked a little angrily.

Wang Wei's eyelids drooped, and he didn't dare to look at Qian Lei.Nodding slightly, Wang Wei decided to hide the fact that Qian Lei didn't have dinner, he didn't even eat lunch.

"Don't you know what's going on with your own body? You don't want to die, right?" Qian Lei reprimanded Wang Wei angrily, with a somewhat aggressive tone: "Lie down here and don't move!"

Saying this, Qian Lei walked towards the kitchen angrily.The kitchen window was bright and clean, and there was not even a piece of trash in the trash can. Qian Lei saw it and knew that the child hadn't even entered the kitchen all day today.Walking out of the kitchen, none of the mineral water on the table had been opened, and looking at the clean trash can in the living room, I almost laughed angrily.

The author has something to say:

I am losing weight, the goal is 105 pounds (currently 118)!Please help me to supervise it, please!

ps: Facts have proved that being hungry cannot lose weight. You have to cooperate with whole-body aerobic exercise + muscle-building training to increase your basal metabolism while you are hungry!

I'm so tired!