Nashan Nahe

"Not for..."

"...Jia Yu"

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☆, 36

After the short and turbulent sadness, the days are as before, my father goes to work in the United Front Work Department every day, my brother and I go to school, why not come to school with Jiaqi to prepare lunch for the students at noon, everything looks the same as usual, But I can feel that the atmosphere at home has become increasingly dignified, or rather, heavy!

I know that the fall of a country's capital will be more sensitive to everyone, especially those who are in government secrets like my father, and they will feel grief and incompetence. When I get home, I always lock myself in the room, deal with endless work, we see him like this, he dare not show his atmosphere, and his brothers dare not discuss the war anymore. This kind of atmosphere makes me It's unbearable, I feel like I can't take it anymore...

In the low earthen house, why not burn a fire, my morning class is over, I help her cook lunch for the students

"No reason" I looked at the unboiled hot water in the pot and unconsciously called her

"What's the matter? Cough cough" The firewood in winter is a bit damp, and it will be very choking when it burns. It is often done after a meal, why not because the eyes always swell for a while

"It's choking, isn't it? You stand at the door for a while, and I'll burn it" I said, squatting down

"No, come on." She wrapped her arms around my waist and sat me on her lap. This scared me a lot. There are still students outside. What if someone comes in?

"It's okay, I haven't finished class yet." She seemed to understand my concerns, she said, and after that, I hugged her tightly, I shyly buried my head in her neck, not daring to look at her

"Jiayu, we have to understand Mr. Han, several important cities fell one after another, and so many people died, although it was not his fault, but he has a special status, a strong sense of responsibility, and it is inevitable that he will be depressed. , Such emotions may take a long time to calm down, or may never be able to calm down, besides, don’t you know? He is not targeting anyone, he is competing with himself, we can’t comfort him, then adapt and understand Him"

I heard her gentle words, as well as the crackling sound of burning firewood in the furnace. I heard every word of her very clearly. I was a little surprised. I didn’t tell her about these things, and I tried to hide myself. But she can still see it, she still knows it all, I looked up at her, she was just like that time, holding a small wooden stick, adding firewood to it.Noticing that I was looking at her, she turned her head and smiled at me.

This smile reminds me of Tianjin, that small kitchen. On that early spring night, I stood at the door and looked at her quietly. When I raised my head, I met her eyes. I was caught off guard and blushed with embarrassment...

While I was in a daze, why didn't you kiss my lips, and then left

"What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing." He stood up and looked at the pot.

"Jiayu, do you understand what I told you?"

"I understand...I just feel...I'm depressed" I didn't want to hide it anymore, I said what was in my heart

"I know, but right now, who wouldn't suppress it? But what's the use?"

I looked at her, she was still adding firewood to the stove, she didn't look up at me, and her tone was full of habit, I knew that this habit was not her helplessness, let alone her indifference, but her strength!

Although my father has been trying to find a way for the school, but at this time, there is a shortage of supplies. In the dormitory, because of the cold weather, the quilts are thin, and many girls sleep in two. An occasional meal of rice can keep these children excited for days.

But why not, after coming, these children seem to regard lunch time as the happiest time of the day. Although it is still cabbage, why not because they are from the north and are ingenious. , marinated several large vats of kimchi with different flavors, and occasionally, I can find some meat. At lunch, a group of children like to surround her, chattering, asking this and that, and they can’t stop eating. She is always happy to answer, even if there are some questions, she has been asked countless times.

These children who once mentioned their hometown and cried loudly when they heard the sound of cannons, have never cried again after knowing why not...

I like watching her laughing and laughing with my students, I like her unique way of soothing these young hearts, but I... because I like it, I also feel a little regretful, I am almost 30 years old, in this age, Many women my age are already mothers of several children.

I also occasionally think, if we have children, why don't we want boys and girls?How much do you have to love him?Maybe...maybe so loving that it makes me jealous?Every time I think of these things, I always raise the corners of my lips unconsciously. When I come back to my senses, I am blushed by my own shameful thoughts. Why don't you always look at me in confusion? I'm not good either. Explain to her that I know that if I tell her she won't be angry but she will be sad and feel guilty towards me!And I don't want her to be sad!I myself have never felt sad because of this, people live in the world, there are always flaws in the ointment, but what I want to keep is beauty, as for the shortcomings... I already have this "beauty", so where is there any shortcomings? !

After New Year's Day, my brother-in-law came back in a hurry. He didn't have much time, so he could only stay for a while. I felt sad and blamed myself, and I kept apologizing to my brother-in-law and Jiaqi. Tears, no more sound, not to tell me that all this is not my fault, it is the fault of the war, but she also said that there is nothing wrong with the war, because the war is a forced and helpless choice. If there is no war, then, We can only be like tens of thousands of compatriots in the city of Nanjing, without dignity in life and after death!

When her brother-in-law left, Jiaqi sent him to the gate. The two of them looked at each other without words, but there was only a thousand lines of tears. Today, personal sorrows and joys, under the iron hooves of the Japanese army, seem humble and unworthy of mentioning. Jiaqi said, I can see When you meet your lover, it is a gift from God to shed tears together!I asked her, what is the biggest wish now?She said that she only hoped that he could kill more Japanese invaders and that he would come back alive!

Now, even living has become the most extravagant wish...

"Jia Yu"

"Huh? What's the matter?" When I got home at night, I was wearing thread under the lamp and asked her. The collar of her coat was frayed. I don't know how to make such clothes. I can only take a piece of black cloth of the same color. she makes up

"Mr. Han said that after the New Year, he wants to start a political journal"

"...um..." When she said this, my heart tightened. Is this going to leave again?

"Ms. Han asked me to find relevant employers who must be proficient in foreign languages"

".........um" I seemed to respond casually.

"Hey, where can I find it?"

"Where is Ling Ping? I haven't been in touch since then?"

"..." As soon as I said the words, I realized that I had made a slip of the tongue. I felt guilty about Ling Ping's matter, and I always hoped to find her. Now that I suddenly mentioned it like this, she was sure of it. uncomfortable

"Not because... I..."

"Huh? Haha, no, we haven't contacted her. When she first left, we also searched for her for a few days, but we didn't have any clues... I don't know where she is, how is she now?"

"Ling Ping is smart and strong-tempered, she will be fine." I really don't know what else to say

"Jiayu..."

"Huh?" She lay on her back under the quilt, called me, then moved to the side of the bed, wrapping her arms around my waist

"what happened?"

"Well... I want to ask you, were you also anxious when I lost contact with you in Beiping?"

"...well, of course"

"……sorry"

"No, didn't you have a chance to leave? Later, you left Beiping. Didn't you also go to find me immediately?"

"...Hey... But what if... I didn't go to you? Or, what if I didn't go to you?"

These two questions sounded similar at first glance, but I didn't realize it for a while, and it took me a while to understand.

"Impossible, you will find me, you promised me, you said you would see me alive"

"Oh, um, yes"

"Come on, let's see, is this okay?" Not wanting to say any more, I picked up my coat and compared it to her.

"...um... yes, Jiayu, you are too good, how did you sew it? I can't tell."

"Hehehe, that's good"

She looked at the clothes she had just repaired, put them back to the original place, and, like before, lay on the edge of the bed, pillowed on my lap, and wrapped around my waist. I stroked her short, somewhat stiff hair, feeling troubled in my mind. Ping, now, how many reporters dare to go to the battlefield?Most of the reports in the newspapers were also obtained from the rear headquarters. Those people would only promote their own troops and ignore the sacrifices of others. Moreover, the national army is still retreating under the Japanese tanks, and the casualties are even worse. Countless, where is it like what the newspaper said?It's not that I'm pessimistic, it's just that I think, no matter what, we should tell the truth!This point, why not do it, but this is at the stake of life!

Not because she suddenly told me this tonight, maybe she wanted to tell me that she might be her reporter one day, and the current battlefield is much crueler than before. Can't see me again, no matter life or death...

I suddenly felt desolate and helpless. I took off the coat I was wearing, lay down and looked at her. She leaned forward and wanted to hug me. I pushed her lightly. She was a little puzzled and looked at me suspiciously. I, I didn't speak, I kept a little distance from her, looked at her quietly, vaguely, I could still find the thin figure, wearing a big long gown, with dusty face, leaning against the electric pole, which scared me out of breath. Dare out the shadow of the child.

"hehe"

"What's wrong? What are you laughing at, I look so funny"

"No, I remember the first time I saw you"

"You see me for the first time? What am I like?"

"You, you fell under that electric pole, your face was covered in dust, I thought you had died"

This is also the first time for us to mention this past event. I always wanted to take care of her feelings before, and I was afraid to tell her about her past, but now, we are like talking about other people's stories, talking and laughing about those sad or sad stories. Or happy once, because, at least then, we can still stand on our own land...

"Hehe, that's funny, but speaking of it, Jiayu, you are my great benefactor"

"...I'm not..." Her words stunned me, and I felt a little uncomfortable

"Why not, it was true. Without you, I would have starved to death and frozen to death. Without you, even if I hadn't starved to death, I might have died in the hands of the Japanese now. How could I have come here? Without you, I might have died." I never know... the feeling of falling in love with someone is so wonderful." She put her hands on her pillow, looked at me and said with a smile

"..." I lowered my head slightly, picking at her sleeve with one hand, not daring to raise my head, because she also said what was in my heart. If I hadn't met her, I might never have known... Falling in love The feeling of being alone is so wonderful!

In 15 years, she has changed a lot, but it is still my fault...

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☆, 37

"what!"

In the middle of the night, after an exclamation, Qin Yuan suddenly sat up. His clothes were all wet with sweat. He wiped his forehead, unbuttoned his shirt, and in the dark, shirtless, took a basin of cold water and poured it from head to toe. A thorough...

He dreamed of Ling Ping, he dreamed of that tragic night in Nanjing...

Where is Ling Ping?Qin Yuan had learned from Han Jiayu before that why didn't he arrive in Wuhan, but Lingping ran away halfway and couldn't find her. Qin Yuan angrily tore up the letter and used his connections to ask people to inquire and search around, centering on Beiping. But this person seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news, not even a clue!

And... that night in Nanjing, he became a "deserter". When the others didn't know that the people in the headquarters had escaped and were still fighting bloody battles with the Japanese army, he and a group of commanders acted like thieves, sneaking around After reaching the riverside and boarding the small steamer, the shore became farther and farther away and gradually blurred, but Qin Yuan knew that it was because his "shameful and hypocritical" tears covered his sight, and through the thick layer of He could still see the rain of guns and bullets on the other side. In the dark night, he could still hear the shouts of fighting and fighting. Looking at the other people, each of them was dejected. Qin Yuan looked at them contemptuously and turned his head. , holding back tears.

When he received the order to retreat, Qin Yuan was unwilling to retreat. Even though the troops were flocking towards the shore, he was still unwilling to retreat. But later, when he saw many soldiers being killed in the internal strife during the retreat, he I also understand better that human nature...is the same!Everyone wants to live, just like me now, even if I am spurned by others, greedy for life and afraid of death, I have to leave Nanjing to save my life, but those soldiers can no longer leave, because there are no boats to cross the river by the river, they can only stay In the next situation, they can only go all out, and then, the innocent souls after death, without knowing it and helpless, are dubbed the titles of martyrs or heroes, but do they really want to be martyrs and heroes?not necessarily!

Sighing heavily, Qin Yuan got up and went to the window, stared at the night, froze for a while, opened the window, let the cold wind hit his upper body which was still covered with water droplets, rushing into his bones and blood, his body felt...a bit stinging, but this Pain, compared to Ling Ping, compared to that night in Nanjing, seems insignificant! ! !

From 1937 to 1939, various ports in Guangdong undertook the transportation of most of the anti-Japanese materials in China. They were the main artery of China’s Anti-Japanese War. Weapons, ammunition, and medicines were continuously imported along this artery. They were fighting fiercely with the Japanese army in the Yangtze River and North China. Chinese army frontline.

After returning from the Nanjing battlefield, Qin Yuan was temporarily sent to Shantou to be in charge of rear transportation. He knew that transferring him to the rear at this time was a punishment for Nanjing's defeat. Although he was suspected of being a scapegoat, he did not feel wronged. Accepting it willingly, he thought that he should be punished, and it was a heavy punishment!

He is now like Han Jiayu at that time, he can only turn to the gods for help, hope that God will bless Ling Ping, hope that God will bless those soldiers who are still bleeding, and hope that God will bless the end of the war as soon as possible!

But it's not that he doesn't know, if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is really useful, does he still need to appear here?Does he still need to be a "deserter" with the blood of innocent souls?Does he still need to suffer physically and mentally every day and night?

It's useless, the sky is useless, the earth is useless, and God is useless. Under the atrocities of the Japanese army and the gunfire of the powerful, it is useless to beg anyone, only rely on yourself...

Weakly walked back to the bed, looked at his watch, and only slept for more than an hour. Now that the war is tense everywhere, this main artery in the rear involves the lives of countless people. Like other colleagues, Qin Yuan can only rest a few times a day. It's only an hour, I shook my head, changed my clothes, and went downstairs...

After such a life-like experience, Ling Ping left Peiping and went to Shanghai, where the fierce battle was in full swing. When she first arrived in Shanghai, amidst the flames of war, there were threats of death everywhere. , but she walks on the streets with constant gunshots all day long.

She doesn't know why she came here. Maybe, like these refugees, she also wants to escape, but what she wants to escape is not the flames of war, but her own heart. Care, did not make her feel relieved, but even more sad, she is sad, she was sad, she was sad, she once dreamed of, and hoped to get the tenderness from Why Buwei, when no matter how hard she tried, she did not see any response, but when she was no longer a clean After the clean woman, I got my wish!But what about the price of getting what you want?It is more unbearable bitter despair than no result!

After wandering aimlessly on the streets for a few days, she met a young man named Lin Zhen, and under his recommendation, she joined the Communist Party. On November 1937, 11, after the National Army withdrew and Shanghai fell, She stayed in Shanghai, and in this largest city in the Far East, in this post-occupied country, amidst the deformed prosperity, she carried out underground work in the Songhu area.

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In the early morning, in the dimness, I heard the roar of the plane and the sound of seeing He Buwei cleaning the yard. I closed my eyes, ignored the bombing sounds, and curled my lips.

Today is the weekend, so I don't have to go to school, but I invited a few students to my house for dinner.When my mother was around, my father often brought some children back, but after my mother passed away, we wandered around, and why didn’t I lose contact with me several times, I was anxious and selfish, and I didn’t have the heart to think about these things, but now I’m fine , with her here, and...she cooks better than me..., thinking of this, I got up, wrapped in the quilt and opened the corner of the curtain, lying on the window, looking at her with a smile, in the white mist in the morning, The figure in the black tunic suit seems like a lifetime away...

"Awake?" Why didn't you walk in after cleaning, took off your coat, clapped your hands and said

"Um"

"I'm sweeping the floor, isn't it pretty?" She took off her shoes and sat on the edge of the bed, looked at me, and leaned against the edge of the bed again

"Ok?"

"Well, what, didn't you just keep peeking at me?" The words were full of teasing and jokes. I was a little ashamed, but I couldn't deny it, so I hugged my knees, tightened the quilt, and looked out the window

"...Huh?...I've come in, and I'm still looking out?"

"...You, you..., don't be naughty" As soon as I finished saying this, I felt something was wrong, as if... I was acting like a baby, or like, gently scolding my child, I didn't know for a while What to do, I can only keep my head down

"Hahaha, alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. It's just dawn, Teacher Han has already left, and the family is still asleep, um... Shall I hug you to sleep for a while?" After being teased by her just now, Angry and annoyed, I didn't want to compromise so quickly, so I simply ignored her, buried my head in the quilt, and lay down with my back to her

"Oh? Jiayu... Hey, okay, then I'll make breakfast, you go to sleep"

"Why not?" I heard her seem to be putting on her shoes, so I hurriedly called her by name, my voice was a bit muffled

"Hahaha, I just straightened my shoes, what? Do you think I'm really going to leave?" She got into the quilt and covered her head with me

"Not because of..." I felt her put her hand into my underwear, I quickly stopped her

"what happened?"

"That, no, no." At this time, I am really afraid that Jiaqi and the others will wake up and hear

"..." Hearing my refusal, she raised her lips that were kissing my neck just now, and looked at me innocently.

"Well... I'm afraid, I'm afraid, Jiaqi and the others...will..."

"Um... well, sleep for a while"

She rolled over, hugged me tightly, and said softly, knowing that she was a little disappointed, I kissed her lips as comfort, she smiled, and then held my hand again, she never forced me, even It's in this aspect...

Jiaqi and her younger brothers still have something to do, squatting on the floor of the small kitchen to choose vegetables, why not joke with them from time to time, I can hear their happy laughter when I am in the yard, this small yard, too It’s true that there hasn’t been such laughter for a long time. The winter sun is shining brightly, accompanied by bursts of smoke and dust floating in the distance, falling all over the ground...

"You made this..." Why didn't you come in with the firewood in your arms, looked at the bubbling red substance in the pot, frowned and asked me puzzled

"This is... this is, what you taught me, that, sauerkraut meat" Seeing her expression, I have lost a bit of confidence in my heart, and now I am stuttering when I answer

"I'll teach you... I... you, you did a good job." Maybe she could see that I was embarrassed, so she immediately changed her words, but it was clear that she was trying to comfort me

"Then, come on then, I'll light the fire" I heard myself say in a voice like a mosquito

"No, what you did is really good, it's delicious." She picked up a piece and tasted it. It might be a little hot, and she gasped for breath.

"Don't burn it... is it really delicious? Is there something delicious made by you?" After finally getting her approval, I felt a little bit reluctant, thinking of getting more praise

"Yes, it is better than mine"

"Hehe" I saw that she was serious, so I couldn't help laughing, why don't you teach me to cook sometimes, but I always feel that the cooking is not as delicious as hers, so I am embarrassed to cook for her. She said, maybe I like the taste of her dishes so much, that's why I feel this way, but I have already done a good job.

When I think about it, it is very possible that in the years to come, I have tasted many delicacies, and I always think that those chefs who have been trained for many years and their exquisite dishes are not as good as why not grow from the brown big one in winter. In the tank, fished out with bare hands, some "stinky" sauerkraut...

The meal is ready, why not ask the children to serve the dishes, a group of children are very active, they squeezed into the kitchen like a file, I saw that everyone was in a hurry, and I was afraid that they would be burned, so I was a little annoyed and said why not be too lazy, a few dishes are not enough I didn't want to do it myself. When I said it, I didn't feel anything, but these children laughed happily. I was a little helpless by the laughter. I picked up the dishes and hurried out of the kitchen.

At the dinner table, why not turn into an encyclopedia, eating and talking, answering all kinds of strange questions from the children. My teacher is also studying at the side. She never talks about politics or war with anyone, including these children. I have been in school for so long, and I have never asked about any of the children's experiences, but after a long time, there are always many students who are willing to take the initiative to tell her, and every time they tell her, they are always calm, very similar to that time Why not!

I am happy and proud. In her own way, she calmly melted these children who have no place to live, no food to eat, and no one to rely on. She taught these children to talk and be strong...

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☆, 38

After dinner, why not let a group of students cling to each other? When my father came back in the afternoon and saw his father, the old principal, these children were very happy. A group of old and young were chatting loudly and quietly in the main room. I may not have seen him for a long time. Seeing his father smiling, it seems that he still likes being with students.

After dinner, when it was dark, these children had no choice but to leave reluctantly. I asked my younger brother to send them off, but in the end, they dragged He Buwei away again and again.

"Sister, eldest sister is too attractive." Jiaqi was washing dishes in the kitchen with me.

"Hehe, charm? What charm? It's just to please children"

"Isn't that the charm? Tell me, if one day the eldest sister has a child, what will it be like?" Jiaqi held a bowl, wiped it, and raised her head slightly, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"... I don't know" I thought for a while and answered softly

"I don't know?... Sister..."

"Ok?"

"...You said, my dad needs to know, what will happen to the two of you?" Jiaqi put down the bowl, walked to my side, and asked me in a low voice

"..." I was a little surprised, and was stunned on the spot. Seeing me like this, Jiaqi quickly silenced and continued to wash the dishes

"...it won't happen" I came back to my senses, and I answered her easily

"Oh" Now she is surprised, she must not have thought that I would be so calm, if it was a big problem for me in the past, but after all these years, if I still look forward and backward, ambiguous, that's okay Too sorry for myself, too sorry for not doing anything, too sorry for our feelings!

"Buwei" Late at night, when everyone in the family was asleep, I pinched Buwei's ears and called her softly, but she never responded

"No reason" I tried again

"...um?...um...what's wrong?" Awakened by me from sleep, she rubbed her eyes and hugged me sideways as usual

"Not for..." I wrapped my arms around her waist, moved forward, and hugged her tightly.

"What's the matter? Need me for something? Huh?" It seemed that he was completely awake, and there was some ridicule in his words

"no"

"No? Why didn't you wake me up? Um... because you rejected me in the morning, now you want to make it up to me?" I want to make up for her, and myself, she said, turning over on me, her warm breath, It kept hitting my ears, some □□

"Not for..."

I begged her a little bit, hoping that she would stop such pranks, but she didn't speak, just looked at me, after a while, sat up, took off my clothes, took off my shirt, and lay on me, as if As in the past, after touching, kissing and probing, it brought me the love and pleasure of soul and body. I clenched my teeth tightly, for fear of making any noise, but her teasing on the lips made me feel uncomfortable several times. parry

"Jiayu? Jiayu..." She kept calling me, I know, she hoped that I could speak, but...this place is not like when I was in Tianjin, I was afraid that my father and the others would hear me, so I tried my best to gather myself, I held my breath, speak as fast as possible

"No, they'll hear it next door"

After finishing speaking, I returned to the previous state. Why didn't I smile clearly, raised my body slightly, and pulled up the quilt to cover me and her. I understand what she meant... But, I was still worried, but I didn't want to If I refuse her again, I can only hug her shoulders tightly, close to her ear, try to loosen my lower lip first, and then make a moan that makes me feel a little ashamed but satisfied, in a cautious voice.

I could feel that although I spoke very quietly, it was enough to make the person on me excited because this voice only belonged to her. She stretched her left hand under my waist and tightly circled me. We have been together for many years. Bed, it has happened countless times, so I understand her behavior and the meaning behind it very well. As if I was about to get ready, I took a deep breath and put my hand on her shoulder tightly. Sure enough, in the next second, She hugged my waist, as if trying to use all her strength, almost crazily hitting my body without any rules. After a while, I felt that I could no longer hold on, and when I was about to surrender to her, But she slowed down, only moving indistinctly inside.

"Don't do it, don't do it..." I called her a little impatiently

"Wait a little longer, okay?"

"...Okay" I know, whenever she doesn't want to end, she will use this "hidden needle in the cotton" method to continue to stimulate me

It's like this all night, whenever I feel that it's almost time, why don't I slow down, or stop, just don't give me a good time, so repeatedly, until it's almost dawn, she turns over exhausted , Hold me and fall asleep.

I think... she is so out of order tonight, maybe it's because we haven't been close for a long time, right?It is true that we haven’t been close for a long time, because in the past two months, there have been many bad news all over the country. Although she cleans, cooks, and goes to school as usual, I know that she is just like her father, and she is also depressed. , the resentment is hard to dissipate, she will feel that she has nothing to do all day long, like a useless person who is idle, I want to try to comfort her, enlighten her, but I don't, how can I enlighten her?Tell her, go to the battlefield?To be a war correspondent?

If it was before, I think I would, but now, I don't say that!Today's battlefield is not our battlefield, but a slaughterhouse where the Japanese slaughtered the Chinese. I think so, maybe pessimistic and negative, but it is true. Many high-level decision-makers in the national army are afraid of wolves and tigers, which makes the army's morale lax , Morale is low, and most soldiers, after being sent to the battlefield, can only increase the number of dead!

And why not... hey... If she really wants to leave one day, I know that I can't keep her!

Looking up at her, she is sleeping soundly. There is still thin sweat on her neck and shoulders. If you look closely, you can see a few fine lines in the corners of her eyes. Over the years, I have been intoxicated by her gentle care Here, I often overlook the truth in front of me. I am 28 years old, and she is also 29 years old. We... are no longer young!

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Although Shanghai has fallen, whether it is the Fairy Dance Palace or the famous Paramount, there are still many Japanese military officers and Chinese dignitaries who come to these karaoke halls every night.

Ling Ping was dressed in a silver-white cheongsam, although it was simple and elegant, it looked elegant and refined. It was definitely eye-catching in the huge karaoke hall. She was holding a glass of champagne, her legs crossed, and she seemed to be sitting casually and elegantly on the sofa a little far from the stage , looking indifferently at the men and women dancing on the dance floor, after a while, a man in a suit walked in, waved to her from a distance, and smiled

"Sorry, something happened, I'm late"

"It's okay, I just arrived too"

"I wanted to ask you to watch a movie this afternoon, but I didn't go," the man said sincerely

"It doesn't matter. You are so busy. You go back and forth between Beiping and Shanghai all day long. I have nothing to do. I always trouble you to accompany me." Ling Ping put down her glass and smiled sweetly, her words were full of understanding

"Hehe, it's not too much trouble. It's my honor to be invited by Ms. He"

"Hehe, you can talk, what were you doing two days ago, and I couldn't find you?" Ling Ping asked seemingly casually with reproach

"I left in a hurry, I didn't have time to tell you, I'm going to Peiping again"

"Well, I also want to go out for a walk, but there are wars everywhere, I dare not go anywhere, I can only be confined in Shanghai, hey..." Ling Ping said sadly

"Where do you want to go?"

"I have many classmates in Jiangsu and Anhui, I want to visit them"

"Jiangsu? Nanjing is in such a mess. It's better not to go. Anhui... is coming soon, so it's better not to go."

"Huh? What's wrong with Anhui?" Ling Ping suddenly became nervous

"Hey, let me tell you." The man looked around and whispered

"The 10 Japanese troops plan to attack Xuzhou from Nanjing and southeastern Shandong, and then take Wuhan in one fell swoop. In my opinion, Huainan and Bengbu will not be spared either. So, don't go anywhere. If you really want to go out, I will take you." Going to Peking?"

"You, you, are you scaring me?" Ling Ping was a little surprised

"what?"

"How many 10 people? It's so easy to reconcile the North and the South? To take Wuhan, I think they are just bragging. If you say this, don't talk nonsense when you go out. People will hear you and think you are spreading rumors."

"Why am I scaring you? Nanjing and Jinan have been occupied long ago. Who doesn't know? After the reconciliation, they marched west along Longhai Road to take Wuhan. It was a matter of minutes, and Bengbu is just south of On the Huainan Railway, it is certain that it will not be spared."

"...Forget it, don't say it, it's so scary, no matter what you say is true or not, I don't want to hear it anymore"

"You still don't believe me? This is the news I got in Beiping two days ago. It must be true. Hey, now, only Shanghai can be more peaceful."

"Hey... that's because I was born in a blessing and didn't know the blessing"

"Hehe, no more, you don't want me to say it, I don't say it, but do you want a fruit plate?"

"I don't want to eat, I'm a little tired, I want to go back and rest"

"Okay, shall I see you off?"

"Um"

The car was parked under a high-end foreign-style building in the British Concession. The man got out of the car and opened the car door for Ling Ping graciously. After Ling Ping got out of the car, he closed the car door and looked at her with some reluctance.

"Thank you for taking me back"

"Well...it's okay"

"Then I... just go up first?" Ling Ping asked him as if asking

"okay"

Ling Ping looked at him and smiled, turned and went upstairs. At the top of the stairs, she heard the sound of the car starting, went downstairs again, looked out from behind the door, and went back upstairs after making sure that the man had gone far away. It would be very dangerous to let others know which floor she lives in and which room, although, danger has always been with her...

The man in the suit was a close aide of Wang Kemin, the "head of state" of the puppet government established in Beiping after the Japanese army occupied Nanjing. He had studied in France. Knowing that he is settled in Shanghai and likes to go to bars and western restaurants, Ling Ping waits for him every day at the bar he frequents. It wasn't until that night that she saw the target and successfully broke her high heels, and she didn't really talk to him. , moreover, Ling Ping has a straightforward personality