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Lin Zhanyu leaned back and closed his eyes quietly.He heard Wei Qingyun's footsteps and knew that this person had already sat back to his original position.

He knew what Wei Qingyun meant. This person wanted to use an innocuous way to make him acquiesce that this outrageous incident never happened. After that, the two of them will continue to be brothers and sisters as before. joy.

As for the others, I don't think about it anymore.

Lin Zhanyu felt uncomfortable, but it wasn't all because of Wei Qingyun's refusal.

He realized that he was far from being his senior brother's opponent, that person was just a slippery old fritter, he punched out, and the opponent directly used cotton to catch him, completely dispelling the force.

But can he really accept such a thing?Lin Zhanyu knew that he couldn't.

Words spoken are like water poured out, and there is no room for taking them back.Wei Qingyun could pretend to be stupid, but he couldn't.

His love for Wei Qingyun was like a ball of fire, burning in his heart every day, burning his heart to pieces and leaving his veins gone.

But what could he do?Thinking about it carefully, he had no way out, let alone a way forward.He stood where he was, as if he was standing in a vast white mist, and it was a dead end for him to advance and retreat.

Maybe it was because he didn't have a good rest the night before, Lin Zhanyu closed his eyes and rested for a while, and then he really fell asleep.

It was evening when he woke up again.Wei Qingyun shook him lightly, and said in a low voice, "Here we are, wake up quickly."

Lin Zhanyu was in a trance for a while, and after a short period of confusion, he realized that he was covered with Wei Qingyun's coat.

Because they didn't bring the small sandalwood box with them when they went to Hefei County, since then, Wei Qingyun's clothes no longer had the familiar sandalwood that Lin Zhanyu was familiar with, and replaced it with another kind of tenderness.

Life is tight, Wei Xueyi's boy is growing up, making clothes is extra expensive, they can only save from themselves.

The gown and coat that Wei Qingyun wore were all made the year his son was born. They are a bit old now, but they are as clean and tidy as ever.

Lin Zhanyu lowered his head slightly, and could still smell the faint fragrance of saponins.

"Get off the boat." Wei Qingyun greeted him at the cabin door.

"Hey." Lin Zhanyu got up immediately.

He got ashore and walked forward behind Wei Qingyun.Previously, he was either busy or thinking wildly, so Lin Zhanyu didn't realize until then that he was already about the same height as Wei Shige.

In the past, Wei Qingyun was always used to protecting him, and it is the same now.When he was a child, he always liked to say "Don't treat me like a child", although he doesn't say it now, but he doesn't think so for a moment.

From Lin Zhanyu's perspective, Wei Qingyun looked tall and strong.His footsteps are extraordinarily strong, and his back is straight, which often gives people who don't know him an illusion that this man has no weaknesses and is fearless.

But Lin Zhanyu didn't think of these things.He remembered all Wei Qingyun's tears, even if they were extremely rare.

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When thinking of the Jinan diplomat who was brutally murdered by the Japanese soldiers, and when he was struck by his illness and news of the death of his sister-in-law and master and mentor, this person's eyes were full of tears.

He knew that Wei Qingyun was used to carrying everything for the three of them by himself, but once the man who was usually as tough as steel took off his armor and softened, in Lin Zhanyu's eyes, he was more distressing than the girl's pear blossoms with rain.

Lin Zhanyu stood up straight, walked a few steps quickly, and walked directly side by side with Wei Qingyun, with a calm face, but it was difficult to calm down in his heart.

He silently thought, senior brother, sooner or later I will protect you well and never make you sad again.

360 days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, and the sword are pressing against each other. I will block all these for you.

When he was a child, he thought that senior brother was solid and reliable, like a mountain, but now he understands that senior brother is just an ordinary person with a mortal body.

Ordinary people are not born with tenacity, but they are forced to retreat, but they have something to persevere and someone they want to protect.

Although Lin Zhanyu is inferior to Wei Qingyun almost everywhere now, but he still has such an idea.

He didn't want Wei Qingyun's life to go on so hard, he wanted his senior brother to live comfortably.

But he still has a little selfishness, he hopes that the person who makes the other party feel at ease is himself, not someone else.

"What are you thinking about?" Wei Qingyun stopped in his tracks: "Not even a word."

"I'm trying to learn." Of course, Lin Zhanyu couldn't tell what he was thinking, so he grabbed his eldest nephew as a shield: "I don't know what's going on with him."

"Don't worry, that child has been obedient since he was a child and never made a fuss." Wei Qingyun looked at him: "It's different from you."

"Yes, you are always angry with me." Lin Zhanyu smiled and looked up at Wei Qingyun: "Brother, I will never mess with you again." He said very sincerely: "I swear."

The young man's eyes were burning, his words were not like ordinary gossip, but like a vow between lovers.

Wei Qingyun glared at him: "If you really don't want me to get angry, then stop saying what you said just now, why don't you swear or swear?" After finishing speaking, he walked forward quickly.

"Okay! I won't talk anymore." Lin Zhanyu hurriedly followed, thinking: I will protect you sincerely in the future, so a few words that don't hurt or itch are nothing.

After entering Nanjing City, Lin Zhanyu knew what Xiao Suo was.

The ordinary people who are still in the city are still living their own livelihoods, but the city looks a lot duller than before.There are Japanese soldiers patrolling everywhere, and there are slogans left by the invaders on the walls of the streets and alleys.

According to memory, Lin Zhanyu and Wei Qingyun found the alley where they used to live.

That alley is not in the center of the city, but in the outskirts, where the residential areas were once the hardest hit by air raids.

Sure enough, after going there, Lin Zhanyu found that the once bustling streets had become ruins.

The setting sun was slanting, and the cold winter wind swept through, blowing up several layers of sand and dust that even the continuous rain could not wash away.

"Let's go." Lin Zhanyu wanted to give his senior brother a hug, but because he was afraid of offending him, he didn't dare, so he tried to persuade him: "It's getting late, we have to find a hotel to stay."

Seeing this situation, he was not without sadness.His heart was pierced like a knife, and he gritted his teeth and said these words forcefully.

For Senior Brother Wei, this is the first time in his life that he still has the energy to comfort others while forcing a smile on his face.

"Let's go." After standing for a while, Wei Qingyun turned around, expressionless: "It's really getting late."

In the next few days, the two of them wandered around the city of Nanjing every day, and found that several places were bombed out of shape.There was only one place they didn't go to, and that was the sales home where Qiao Xiaoyan and Lu Jiang took refuge.

The two of them had a tacit understanding on this matter, and neither of them mentioned it.

Lin Zhanyu knew that if he went now, he would cry in vain. He thought: When I win the victory one day, if I still have my life, I must go there to worship. If I don't live to that time, I will go to the spring to meet you.

After a while, the two of them began to try to live in Nanjing again.

What is different from the past is that when they came out in the past, the common people were amused by them, but now seeing them, those who have seen or heard of them before can no longer laugh, just watch quietly, or Turn around and wipe away tears.

One afternoon, when they were about to walk back, a young man suddenly called Wei Qingyun to stop him.The man asked: "I see that you look familiar, have you ever heard of the Ronghua class in Nanjing?"

Hearing this, Wei Qingyun was taken aback.He looked at the other party carefully, and suddenly realized: "Xiao Xu?"

"Brother Wei!" The young man surnamed Xu strode forward and hugged Wei Qingyun tightly: "I never expected to meet you again!"

"Who is this?" Lin Zhanyu was curious.

"Back when I was young, I played the baby boy in the theater troupe." The young man was so excited that he almost burst into tears: "Brother Lin, you don't know me, but I know you."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Lin Zhanyu hurriedly shook hands with him: "How many members of the Ronghua class are there now?"

Mentioning this, the young man couldn't hold it back any longer, tears streaming down his face like threads: "It's just me and a huqin master left. Brother Wei, you should recognize that you even learned how to play the string from this old man back then."

"Yes." Wei Qingyun nodded and said, "I remember."

"In the past two years, we have reorganized the team, and occasionally perform a few shows, just to feed our hunger." The young man continued, "Where have you been?"

"Hefei, Anqing, we've moved around several places, and now we're staying in Lujiang County." Lin Zhanyu sighed: "Brother Xu, why don't we go have dinner together tonight?"

The three of them did not enjoy the meal.After finishing the work, Lin Zhanyu and Wei Qingyun followed Brother Xu to take a look at Master Jinghu. Although Lin Zhanyu didn't have much impression of the Ronghua class, he still remembered this person.

A few years ago, he was smiling and sitting on the side playing the huqin, his hair was only gray, but looking at it now, it is hard to find a few black hairs.

The old man gave Wei Qingyun a piano that he had kept with him for many years, and asked him to keep it as a souvenir.Wei Qingjun originally felt that this gift was too expensive and he didn't want to accept it, but he couldn't bear the other party's insistence on giving it, so he had to accept it.

However, what they didn't expect was that after the New Year's Eve and a few months later, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, this string will come in handy.

Lin Zhanyu has a good voice, and Wei Qingyun knows it best.As the man's body got better day by day, Wei Qingyun gradually began to have sex with him.

The judges all liked Lin Zhanyu's singing, and when they finished speaking together, everyone would boo together: "One more."

Whenever Wei Qingyun would sit down and play the string for him at this time, when the door rang, Lin Zhanyu had to sing if he wanted to, and he had to sing if he didn't want to.

So much so that after singing, he always pretended to be angry and joked to the judges standing in front: "You and my senior brother are in the same group, and you insist on 'driving me to death'."

Seeing that Lin Zhanyu's state gradually became less tense and competitive, Wei Qingyun began to plan for the return trip.

After all, both Qiao Li and Wei Xueyi were there, and Nanjing was an occupied area, so it was really hard for them to stay for long.

However, just a few days before leaving, they met some people they didn't want to see.

At that time, the two of them were working, but the applause from the crowd suddenly stopped.

Lin Zhanyu and Wei Qingyun looked at each other and stopped talking. They looked out with a cold face, only to see that it was indeed a group of patrolling Japanese soldiers.

Followed by the leader was a man with a very flattering smile. The man whispered a few words to several soldiers, and then walked up to Wei Qingyun: "Come on."

He pointed to the Japanese soldiers: "They want to see."

Lin Zhanyu instantly understood that this was the so-called traitor running dog.

Wei Qingyun didn't say yes or no, but his face instantly became ugly.

Lin Zhanyu remembered that Wei Qingjun had told him that he would not work for the Japanese. At this critical moment, an idea suddenly popped up in the young man's mind.

This is a good time.he thinks.

So Lin Zhanyu got closer, and whispered only four words into Wei Shige's ear: "Beat the drums and scold Cao."

Wei Qingyun understood, and immediately took the huqin and sat down.Lin Zhanyu cleared his throat and said:

In the past, Han Xin was under the crotch,

The hero goes to the end of the world.

At the end of the day, you will be handsome on stage,

Help protect the Jinbang family of the Han Dynasty.

Today, I entered the account and scolded the thief,

Fighting to die in the yellow sand.

even if my head be cut off,

Falling into the name of a scolding thief spreads far and wide.

It was supposed to scold the thief tomorrow, but he deliberately sang it for today.Someone around heard it, and there was a whisper.

Lin Zhanyu glanced coldly at the group of Japanese soldiers, not sure if they understood, so he bowed directly and waved his hands at the crowd: "That's it for today!"

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Legs work, there are works for learning to sing in cross talk

Interlude, a noun in Peking Opera, equivalent to an interlude in singing

360 days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost and the sword are pressing against each other.from Cao Xueqin

I thought I didn't have time to write today, but, but, but, I actually finished tomorrow's ddl before nine o'clock. . .