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Their original plan was to leave early the next morning, so Lin Zhanyu rested early the night before, and he should wake up by now.

The man quickly put on his coat and opened the door without calling a few times: "What's wrong?"

"Nanjing City has fallen!" The man was about his age and was familiar with him. At this moment, the man grabbed his shoulder and shook vigorously: "Just this morning!"

"Ah?" Lin Zhanyu knew that the situation in Nanjing was not optimistic recently, which was why they decided to return as soon as possible, but he was still stunned for a moment: "Why are you so well-informed? Is it in the newspaper or on the radio?"

"Neither. The shopkeeper sent a few people to deliver the goods there, and they called just now. Fortunately, they left the city two days ago, and the phone calls to the city may not be able to get through right now."

The waiter's eyes were full of anxiety: "Brother Lin, you and Brother Wei still have a child, why don't you go slowly?"

Lin Zhanyu frowned, feeling as if his head was going to explode, the pain was as if it wasn't his own.He raised his head, only to find that Wei Qingyun had already walked out of his neighbor's room.

"Brother," Lin Zhanyu panicked, "What should I do?"

Wei Qingyun's dark circles were heavy, which made his complexion look extremely bad, obviously he didn't sleep well the night before.

He stepped forward and nodded to the buddy: "Little brother, thank you very much."

After that, he looked at Lin Zhanyu: "You stay here with Xueyi, I'll go back and have a look. If I can't see them well, I won't feel at ease."

"No, I'll go with you." Lin Zhanyu immediately retorted, fearing that the other party would disagree, he added: "Do you think I can feel at ease if you leave me here?"

Wei Qingyun was silent for a moment, and gently broke away from Lin Zhanyu's hand that was pulling his sleeve: "Go and pack your things."

Lin Zhanyu didn't have time to think about it just now, and now he returned to the house, his heart was suddenly filled with unknown and fear overwhelming.

He began to think uncontrollably, if something happened to the master and his brothers, what should we do?

In fact, what the little guy just said was not accurate. Just yesterday, when Wei Qingjun wanted to call the Ronghua class on the public phone at the time agreed before departure as usual, they had already discovered that due to the war, some places in Nanjing City had been separated from the outside world. Cut off contact.

That's why they were in such a hurry to leave.

Lin Zhanyu tried his best to calm down, and packed his luggage as quickly as possible.When he stepped out of the room, Wei Qingyun was already standing at the door waiting for him.

He knew that his expression at the moment must look like he was about to cry. When he looked up and saw Wei Qingyun, he felt that the other person's expression was not very good, even worse than his.

It was still early, and Wei Xueyi, who was less than one year old, was hugged by his father, sleeping soundly on his shoulder.

Lin Zhanyu used to think that he was strong and stable enough, but it wasn't until this time that he realized that what Wei Qingjun said was right, he was just a child.

Now that a big event is about to happen, his heart is broken, and Senior Brother Wei is still his only backbone.He took a few steps forward: "Brother, do you want to go?"

Wei Qingjun nodded: "Let's go by water. People who come out at this time are all running west, and it's not easy to go by land."

Lin Zhanyu followed behind his senior brother, and after a lot of effort, he found a boat willing to go to Nanjing.

On board the boat, he stood at the cabin door and looked in silently, his heart was agitated, his eyes were sore and astringent, but he gritted his teeth so as not to shed a single tear.

Brother Wei sat inside with his head bowed, his elbows resting on his knees, and he buried his face deeply.

He didn't express any emotions this morning, but Lin Zhanyu knew that the other party's hardship was only a lot more difficult than his own.

In his youth not long ago, Lin Zhanyu felt that Senior Brother Wei had always been invincible.This person doesn't even need to do anything else, as long as he stops there, it seems that a copper wall and iron wall have been built naturally, blocking out all the disturbances of impermanence.

But now looking at the person sitting in the cabin, Lin Zhanyu suddenly realized that he is very powerful, but he is also very fragile.

This makes young people very distressed.

The boat sailed smoothly on the river, and the doll didn't understand anything, sleeping peacefully beside Wei Qingyun.Lin Zhanyu thought for a moment, and finally walked up to Wei Qingyun, leaned over and patted Wei Qingyun on the shoulder.

"Senior brother," at such a time, Lin Zhanyu didn't know much about himself, and it was difficult to say some words of comfort with sincerity, so he could only try to resolve his anxiety a little by being with him: "I told the boatman, let him hurry up Some."

After Wei Qingyun married Lu Jiang, Lin Zhanyu discovered that his feelings for his senior brother were far more complicated and deeper than he had imagined.

There is not only his wishful thinking between him and Wei Qingyun, but also the tacit understanding and friendship that have been together and cooperated for many years.

Even if he had to carefully hide his heart and face the despair that became more and more intense day by day alone, this utter loyalty would not be diminished in the slightest.

"Zhanyu," Wei Qingyun raised his head, his eyes were slightly red: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

The unknown of fate is like an abyss. People stand on the edge looking down with hope, and will be swallowed if they are not careful.

Lin Zhanyu still had a sliver of reason. He found that something was wrong with Wei Qingyun. The man was holding his left hand tightly with his right hand, but he still couldn't hide his trembling.He felt that the man was not broken, but almost broken.

In Lin Zhanyu's eyes, Wei Qingyun could be called tall and reliable.He originally had a strong and strong body, and he often habitually protected the young man behind him, which made the other party extremely dependent on him.

But now as Lin Zhanyu grows up gradually, the perspective he looked up to when he was young is gone.Now that the two were sitting and standing, Lin Zhanyu looked down, his distressed thoughts became surging.

This kind of mood mixed with the long-standing worries made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You go out." Seeing that he was fine, Wei Qingyun waved at him: "I'm here to take care of Xueyi, you go and see what's going on outside."

"Okay." Lin Zhanyu didn't have any reason to stay here, so he had to agree.

Wei Qingyun's expectation was right, Lin Zhanyu looked at the people passing by on the shore from a distance, and his direction was completely opposite to theirs.

But what the teenagers didn't expect was that they ran into an acquaintance when passing by a pier.

The boatman sailed fast, but the man still recognized him.The people on the shore shouted at him excitedly: "Brother Lin!"

Lin Zhanyu looked up and saw that standing on the pier was Lao Ji, a tailor in their alley.

"Stop the boat quickly." Lin Zhanyu walked into the cabin again: "Brother! Come out!"

"Uncle Ji!" Wei Qingyun couldn't wait for the boat to stop, and landed on the shore in three steps at a time: "How is the family?"

"Brother Wei." Seeing him, Lao Ji couldn't stop wiping his tears: "The Japanese devils are really conscienceless beasts. They sent planes to bomb them a while ago, and they refused to let go of the place where we ordinary people live. Ours The alley is gone, and it has become a pile of wasteland.”

"Then how did you escape? What about my master and the others?" Wei Qingyun continued to ask.

Lao Ji turned around and glanced at the young and old standing behind him, and sighed helplessly: "Many people died in Nanjing City. When we saw that the situation was not right, we tried every means to escape. Many people died on the way out of the city. Some of them were soldiers. There are also ordinary people. Our family is very lucky, and many people are trapped in the city and cannot get out. As for your master."

Speaking of this, his expression became more solemn: "I asked him before leaving, but he didn't want to leave Nanjing. He didn't leave, and your brothers and your wife didn't leave."

Lin Zhanyu stood beside Wei Xueyi, who was sleeping soundly, and he couldn't help but thumped when he heard this.

"Brother Wei, rest assured." Lao Ji quickly grabbed Wei Qingyun's hand: "They were all outside when the air raid hit our alley, and nothing happened. Your master told me that he was going to go with everyone. Hide in the Salesian Home in Nanjing."

"Thank you, Uncle Ji." Wei Qingyun bowed to him.

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Tailor Ji supported him, then looked up at Lin Zhanyu: "Where are you two going?"

"Go back and find Master and the others." Wei Qingyun replied.

As soon as these words came out, Tailor Ji was stunned for a moment: "Are you confused? You can't even run, why don't you go back and die?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhanyu took two steps forward and tried his best to hold back his tears: "It's better to die together than to be separated."

"Nonsense!" Tailor Ji's eyes turned red, "Even if you two don't care about your own life, you should think about what to do with this little baby."

He stared at Wei Qingyun: "Brother Wei, I have lived in the same alley with Qiao's family for so many years, I don't know what you think, anyway, in my place, Boss Qiao is my real brother. If you really recognize my brother Uncle, just listen to my advice."

"Uncle, I recognize you." Wei Qingyun said sincerely, "I recognize you."

"There is a war now, Qingyun, do you know what a war is?" Mentioning this, Tailor Ji stomped his feet fiercely: "I have seen it before. When the cannons bombarded, human life is not as good as a blade of grass. You guys Going back now is equivalent to pinning your head to your trouser belt. If something happens to your junior brother and your son, will you have the face to see your master or your daughter-in-law?"

As he spoke, he burst into tears: "If you can really die on the battlefield, it's not a loss to bring a few devils to hell with you. But if you lose your life for no reason, are you willing?"

"Father." A young girl stepped forward and handed Tailor Ji a square scarf to wipe away his tears.

Lin Zhanyu couldn't hold back anymore, tears streaming down his face.At this moment, he couldn't think too much, and his mind was full of the appearance of Qiao Yan who had been tirelessly teaching him all these years.He thought helplessly, Master, are you all right?

"Uncle, I see." Wei Qingjun asked with a sob, "You just said that my master and the others have all hid in the sales school, right?"

"Yes." Tailor Ji wiped away tears.

"Zhanyu, let's not go back." Wei Qingyun thought for a while, then said with difficulty: "Take care of the child, let's go south to Anqing for a while."

They are different from Tailor Ji, that person's craftsmanship can be used even to the ends of the earth, but they are not.

As Qiao said with a smile, they have always spoken in Nanjing dialect. This land is the foundation of their survival and the source of their livelihood.

In this way, even if they leave, it will be difficult for them to take the safer Sichuan-Chongqing area as their destination like Tailor Ji.

An Qing is one of the best choices for these two brothers now.

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