[Pretender] The North-South Flyover that year

came back?Yan Lu's words did not bring her the slightest joy, although her heart throbbed involuntarily, it was more of a trembling coldness in her bones.Some past events fell from the city of memory to the present, Wang Yiqiu raised his right hand, and there was a scar that did not match his skin on the white wrist.

When I came out of the office building, I saw people in the rain at a glance.

Winter rain, sprinkled from the sky, mixed with ice droplets that look like snow but not snow.Those who left in the rain also returned in the rain.She only glanced briefly, and then focused her attention on Wang Manchun. Her sister was wearing a navy uniform with a straight collar, fringed epaulets and armbands, and gold thread on the side of her trousers. At this moment, the clothes with sinful clothes are all melted into my sister's obsessed smile.

When Wang Yiqiu appeared in Wang Manchun's line of sight, she no longer looked at Minglou, but turned her head and her eyes no longer had the dependence and coquettishness just now, but were stained with some calm colors: "Yiqiu!"

When he saw the long-lost shyness in Wang Manchun's eyes, Wang Yiqiu looked at Minglou.She didn't like Minglou's eyes. She didn't like them because she knew what those eyes would look like in the future, but now she didn't like them because she saw them.The neat and exquisite suit and the calm and capable oily hair, paired with a pair of glasses with gold wire frames, reflected the smile on his lips.She didn't need to look, she knew the obsession in her sister's eyes at the moment.

After two or three steps, it becomes clearer.The four people who were together when they were in the lead role are now reunited again in a winter rain. This should be a happy occasion, but at the moment it is filled with a strange feeling.Not because of anything else, but because of those eyes that disgusted her—that is a kind of far-sighted vision, and what is suppressed in it is the unbearable responsibility of ordinary life.Although he smiles gently now, the magnificence tempered with blood hidden in the depths of his pupils makes her silent.Facing such a person, the will is silent, and the arrogance is also silent, so Wang Manchun can no longer hold others in his heart after him.When his gaze passed over the person standing behind him, his heart twitched fiercely, but he quickly suppressed it.She approached Wang Manchun, saw her slightly wet skirt, looked at the long-lost vitality in Manchun's eyes, Wang Yiqiu's heart tightened fiercely.

"Sister, Brother Ming and Ah Cheng, long time no see."

"I haven't seen you for so long. Man Chun's little sister has also grown up. I heard that you have now taken over Wang's business. It's okay. The teacher often praises Yi Qiu to me."

"Brother, don't say that, she is still a little girl, she doesn't understand anything, and I, the elder sister, have to worry about her."

"When did I tell a lie, Ah Cheng, look, you are the closest to Yiqiu, tell me if she has grown up."

When Mingcheng looked at Wang Yiqiu, he was not surprised.It has changed too much, and it can be said that it has changed beyond recognition.He looked at Wang Yiqiu, looked at Wang Yiqiu's eyes, and smiled slightly: "Yiqiu has grown up."

When Mingcheng said these words, Wang Yiqiu also smiled, bright as a flower, as if everything was the same as before: "Ah Cheng will praise me too, I remember you always laughed at me back then."

When she first came here, her dress, words and deeds were out of tune with this world, but now, after getting familiar with everything, she actually misses the past.

"Before I was ignorant, I was ignorant, I hope Yiqiu will forgive me."

So far, be courteous and humble.Wang Yiqiu was no longer talking to Mingcheng, but turned to Wang Manchun: "Although it's early winter, but the weather is cold, my sister is wearing such thin clothes, I'm afraid it's specially to see Brother Ming."

"Okay, once you see your elder brother is back, you will have the courage to make fun of your sister!" Wang Manchun smiled like a flower, and her cold eyebrows and lips softened.Wang Yiqiu looked at Wang Manchun quietly: "Yiqiu is still young, so my sister should be more tolerant."

Minglou watched the two sisters come and go, and everything was different, and the only thing that remained the same was the same relationship between the two as before.He didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling, maybe he was relieved or maybe he was sad: "The relationship between the two sisters is still so good. Yiqiu, your sister said that she would come to pick you up after work. She is very concerned about you."

"My sister and I have always had a deep relationship..."

"Okay, let's stop talking. Get in the car quickly." Minglou opened the car door for Wang Manchun. Wang Yiqiu also walked to the co-pilot after ordering Yan Lu. With a gentle but unfamiliar smile, he bent slightly to get close to her, but never so far away.When she sat in, she deliberately withstood Mingcheng's hand guarding the door frame with an unknown posture: "Thank you, Ah Cheng..."

After a slight start, he politely replied: "...You're welcome."

Sitting in the car, with the car bumping and shaking from time to time, Wang Yiqiu looked straight out of the window and answered Minglou's questions from time to time.Nowadays, many stories are held in the hands, and a handful of water will be squeezed out with a light sip. In the gap of memory, the long or short plots are gradually recalled, some are bright in color, and some are withered and dim. , but the same dignified.The familiar people around her and the unfamiliar stories, like the cold wind in front of her, hurt her eyes.

"Since yesterday, Wang Manchun has been sending people to follow us. I think she is either nostalgic or suspicious."

"When I saw her this time, there was a feeling of relief. I think I have been entangled in the old love, and I didn't realize that this person has become an executioner, and there is a bloody smell all over his body. And what makes me the most Unexpectedly, Yiqiu, that innocent little girl, has become what she is now, her eyes are full of calculations, even she is full of defense against you."

Upstairs in the Shanghai Municipal Government Office, Minglou and Mingcheng hold wine glasses and talk.The old friend became the object of calculation, which neither of the two of them thought of.It's not that they don't regret, it's not that they don't hesitate, it's just that at the moment when the country is being enslaved, they must face this bleak reality directly.

Mingcheng thought of the deserted eyes of his old friend he saw yesterday, and his anticipation for the reunion gradually melted: "Yeah, I didn't expect her to become like this. Brother, Wang Manchun seems to have a A convert, she is using this person to hunt down anti-Japanese elements."

"Do you know his real identity?"

"I don't know, Wang Manchun executed all the suspects last week..."

"All the suspects? The situation in Shanghai is far more severe than I imagined... In order to deal with them, we need to become stronger and stronger."

"As long as the enemy can be defeated..."

"As long as we can win..."

The land under our feet is a homeland exuding the fragrance of soil, bathed in blood, and crawling under the foreign land.What can we do for our motherland?Abandoning one's own life, emotion, and interests, becoming a cog, becoming a dagger without emotion, piercing fiercely into the heart of the enemy, for the sake of the motherland...everything is only for the motherland.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit short, but it is a cohesive chapter. The next chapter will be longer. The author's writing is limited. If you think there is anything wrong, please point it out in time.