Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 958 Old things in the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 54
Fu Rongheng glanced at it, but let go of his hand without changing his face, and stood sideways in front of the window, surrounded by a scene of eternal silence, the sharp edges and corners were engraved into the bottom of people's hearts at a glance, and they were lost for life.

When the autumn wind blew, he suppressed intermittent coughing in his throat, echoing in the study room, and the lingering and pungent smell of tobacco residue made him feel uncomfortable.

The other hand was hanging by his side, he slowly spread it out, it was a piece of phoenix jade stained with body temperature.

In the end, it was not sent out.

Yeah.

Whether this rain has come down, it is unclear whether it is Mu Xia's farewell, or the first rain in early autumn.

Booming, the thunder in the sky is dull.

When Chu Jin'an got home, he pulled his suitcase and went out.

That posture, like a farewell, was very solemn and stirring, and it stunned the whole family.

The father reacted, hurried to catch up with her, and asked her what was going on.

Chu Jin'an said in a muffled voice, the corners of his mouth tensed, "I'll go to the battlefield by myself!"

Her ideal is to be a doctor in the field, and she wants to use all she has learned to help soldiers who died of illness due to lack of good treatment on the battlefield.

"Are you crazy!" The father was astonished and scolded her angrily. With a livid face, he dragged her back to her suitcase and pointed at the door, "Go back!"

Chu Jin'an grabbed the luggage, all the incomprehensible grievances burst out, the sound of wind, rain, shouts, and the dream of trying his best.

"You never ask me what I want to do! I want to be a field doctor not only for my fourth brother, but also for myself!"

Father was shocked for a while, knowing that she went to see Fu Rongheng today, and he could guess what the tears in her eyes were for. He raised his hand and touched Chu Jin'an's face tremblingly, remembering how she was babbling when she was young.

He asked hoarsely, "Your mother and I are the only one child. The battlefield is changing rapidly. If you leave, what do you ask your mother to do?"

Chu Changzong never asked for Chu Jin'an, he only hoped that she would be safe, healthy, have an ordinary job, love an ordinary person, and live a trivial life.

"It's not like this..." Chu Jin'an thought that they would all understand her, and said powerlessly, the heavy rain wet his clothes, and the heaviest force.

"Jinjin." Her father called her by her nickname, "I have promised you whatever you say since I was a child, but not this time."

The suitcase hit the ground with a bang.

Fourth Master Fu's decision was right. For a person like him, even though he has a lot of affection in his heart, he can't say a thing or two in his mouth.

Thinking about it, they must break up on bad terms, so that's fine, let her misunderstand him, hate him, and stay away from him.

To these families of warlords, keep them at arm's length in order to protect themselves wisely.

Chu Jin'an was locked up at home, no matter how much she yelled or even went on a hunger strike, Chu Changzong did not let her out.

"Dad! I have an independent personality, you can't treat me like this!" Chu Jin'an was so angry that his voice was trembling, he knocked on the door.

Chu Changzong said outside the door: "Your wings are hardened after leaving a foreigner. It was the fourth master who asked me to do this. If you want to blame, you can blame him."

"Fourth brother..." Chu Jin'an said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see him."

"He's gone and won't see you."

The father was decisive, and turned to leave. The mother followed him, her heart softened, and she whispered: "It's not a problem for Jin'an to not eat or drink like this, just let her come out."

"When she comes out, she will look for Fourth Master and run to the battlefield." Father's face was ashen, "Do you want me to watch her go to die?"

"It's good to let Rong Heng persuade her, she listens to Rong Heng's words the most."

"Fourth Master doesn't know we're doing this, if he knows, he won't let it go."

Chu Changzong knew Fu Rongheng well, let alone he had feelings for her...

"Since Master Fu is decisive in killing, I will fulfill him."

They can't see each other again.

It was not until the morning three days later that Chu Jin'an was released.

The first news she heard was that Fu Rongheng had left this morning and went to the front line to fight for his country.

Before and after, less than half an hour passed.

Chu Changzong deliberately picked this time to let her out, and he would be punished for killing people.

I can't tell what my mood was at that time, I just felt a tinnitus, the buzzing sound kept ringing, like waves, like the wind, echoing many voices in the past, intersecting with each other, I can't say that I have known each other for more than [-] years, it is not satisfactory .

"It's an honor for you to come to see me, but there will be no next time." He said to her when he stumbled and stumbled thousands of miles to find him when he was young.

"If you don't try it, how do you know it won't work?" He asked her the night after returning to China to confirm the relationship.

"What do you want to talk about, tell fourth brother, so that fourth brother can talk to you next time." He said with a smile as an ordinary person in the hospital.

Later, he left, she asked.

"When fourth brother comes back, can you accompany me to the temple to fulfill my wish?"

"it is good."

Those voices are chaotic and far away, coming from another world, like a gray-blue sky that has been divided, composed of countless fragments, pieced together into a regretful story.

She still remembers clearly, still remembers.

He never broke his promise to her.

It is said that a gentleman's promise is worth a thousand gold, but who knows that the king's promise is the thinnest.

Why bother to talk about the future.

There was a sudden silence in the ears, and all the voices went away. Chu Jin'an's eyes went black for a while, and he heard his father's anxious voice in a trance.

The body that has not eaten or drank for a few days is already at the end of its strength, and this news has become the last straw that breaks her psychological defense.

Unable to hold on any longer, I fell down.

In the dream, she saw the past over and over again, sometimes flowers bloomed all over the field, sometimes loess and white bones, she struggled to wake up, a faint agarwood lingered at the tip of her nose, like the smell of his body, so greedy.

In a daze, he ordered a play that day, and the stage was built high under the lights, singing, folding the peach blossom fan, reminiscing about the past.

"I think back when Qing and I were by the Qinhuai River, we used to watch the flowers and the moon in the evening, shoulder to shoulder..."

At that time, what she heard was blushing and heartbeating, a lingering and charming song, no one could see the love in the room, she just buried her thin red and soft cheeks in his shirt, felt his body temperature, and stayed with him forever.

I never thought that when it comes to reminiscing about the past, nine times out of ten it will be unsatisfactory.

The end of the play is an eventful year——

"I always thought that we would see each other again soon, but who knew that the Qing army would suddenly undergo a catastrophe. I heard that it was Qing who died in the Golden Palace..."

It turns out that when listening to opera, what you listen to is just your own love.

"Miss! You're awake!"

Next to her ear was the maidservant's hoarse voice of surprise.

Chu Jin'an's eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties. She opened them with difficulty, but there were a thousand images in front of her eyes.

Listening to the rain outside the window, it suddenly seems like a building is falling, and seeing the shadows inside the house, it's dire like the lights are about to run out.

In the breath, there was still a trace of coolness. There were so many fragrances in this world, but the smell on his body was like some kind of old cold fragrance.

She wandered forward in the middle of winter, and found snow in the mountain stream at the end of the whiteness.

"Fourth brother, have you been here before—" In the darkness, Chu Jin'an suddenly grabbed the maidservant's hand, and with all his strength, his sick bones were torn apart, his dry lips let out a very hoarse voice, the vocal cords were mixed with gravel, rough Terrible.

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