[Pretender] Makoto Honya

Early 1941, Paris.

Sitting in a coffee shop by the Seine River, Yu Manli, who was wearing a plain dress, showed an oriental style in her gestures and gestures, making the people in the coffee shop look at her frequently.

"Miss, do you have the honor to treat you to a cup of coffee?"

The French man who struck up a conversation had handsome features, and his pale golden hair looked sunny and handsome.

Manli raised the corners of her lips and smiled, spit out a string of standard and fluent French, with a polite and reserved expression.

"Thank you for your invitation, but I already have an appointment."

The French man shrugged his shoulders in disappointment, but he gave a gentleman's salute very gracefully, turned and left.

Manli watched his leaving back, smiled calmly, and gave the man full marks for not being entangled.

It has been a year since she came to France, from not understanding a single word to being able to communicate in French fluently, no one knows how much effort she has put in.But she chose the path by herself, even if she was kneeling, she still had to finish it.

She can feel the changes in herself. A year ago, she could not have imagined that she would be so leisurely sitting by the Seine drinking coffee.Now, when she is not studying, she can go to art galleries to see art exhibitions, go to opera houses to watch ballets, and feel the hopeless romance of this city.For the first time, she knew that life could be lived so leisurely and full of emotion.

When she was like a fish in water at a party hosted by a French classmate, and talked about fashion with French girls, she understood how big the gap between her former self and Mingtai was.

She thought, no wonder Mingtai didn't love her, even if she didn't have a bad past, she couldn't walk into his world.

*****

In early 1941, Peking.

It's New Year's Eve again, and the winter in Beiping is colder than that in Shanghai.

Originally, Mingtai and Cheng Jinyun had already prepared the New Year's Eve dinner, but a sudden knock on the door interrupted the New Year's Eve with just the two of them.

He helped Cheng Jinyun put the wounded on his bed, prepared hot water and equipment for her, watched her skillfully treat the wound for the wounded, and suddenly felt that standing here was a bit redundant.

He quietly exited the room and walked into the yard.The weather is a bit cold, but it still can't stop people's New Year's mood.

Mingtai still remembers last New Year's Eve, what did he do then?The three brothers and the elder sister talked and laughed at Yan Yan in the Ming mansion. Before that, he met his current wife Cheng Jinyun, and before that, he watched a fireworks show with a girl...

With a bang, a piece of fireworks exploded in the distance.

Mingtai stared at the fireworks obsessively, what did she say at that time?She said that she wanted to get a perm, watch a movie, listen to a play in the big world, race horses at the racetrack...

He didn't expect that he still remembered her wish so clearly at that time, but he didn't have time to accompany her to do any of these.

After he got married, he pressed the only photo of him and that girl at the bottom of the box, but every time he couldn't help the longing in his heart, he quietly turned it out, and then put it back at the bottom of the box, repeating this meaningless thing again and again. the behavior of.

He didn't know what he was expecting, as if he had done so, one day what he found out from the bottom of the box was no longer the cold black-and-white photo, but a slim girl standing in front of him, telling him, Mingtai , I will go wherever you go.

Mingtai raised his head, holding back the tears in his eyes.

Yu Manli, I trust you so much, but now I am here, where are you?

"Mingtai? Help me change the basin of hot water!"

Cheng Jinyun's call awakened his thoughts immersed in the fireworks. He lowered his eyes, wiped his face, hid all his emotions in his eyes, and turned back to the house.

He thought that even if there were only him and Cheng Jinyun, they would be a complete family, but now he found that he was riddled with holes, so how could he be complete?

*****

Mid-1941, Paris.

"Emma, ​​have you written down Professor Paul's economics notes? Can you lend me a look?"

It was a French girl named Chloe who stopped Manli from behind. She was beautiful and enthusiastic, and she was very popular among her classmates.

"of course can."

Manli smiled softly, and took out the notebook from her backpack, not forgetting to comfort her.

"Professor Paul likes to teach in Latin, so it's normal that he doesn't understand."

Chloe took the note and looked at Manli with admiration.

"That's why you are so good. Latin is not your mother tongue, how can you learn it so well?"

Manli smiled without saying a word, watching the hot-tempered girl go back to the dormitory to copy notes, and suddenly remembered that a certain young master once complained to her about how difficult Latin was.

What was she thinking at that time?She thought, it's great, Mingtai has even learned Latin, even if he can't learn it, he is still very powerful in her heart.

Now that she has also learned Latin, she realizes that with Mingtai's intelligence, there is no way he can't learn Latin. He just doesn't want to learn, and there is no need to learn.Just like when he pretended not to know her feelings back then, it's not that he couldn't understand, but that he didn't need to understand.

*****

In mid-1941, Peking.

Mingtai happily held the roses he bought specially for Cheng Jinyun. Today is their first wedding anniversary, and he has made plans to take her to have a meal, watch a movie, and live a happy two-person world.

In the small clinic, Cheng Jinyun was stitching up the wounds of the wounded.Today, a guerrilla team was raided by the Japanese army. They suffered heavy casualties, and they were overwhelmed.

When Mingtai came in, it was just in time for her to be very busy.

"You go home first, I'm very busy now."

Cheng Jinyun's indifference almost extinguished all of Mingtai's enthusiasm, but thinking that she was working for the organization, he suppressed the urgency in his heart and sat quietly outside until she finished her work.

By the time Cheng Jinyun finished his work, Mingtai had already been sitting outside for three hours.

She took off the mask with a tired face, "You haven't left yet? Didn't you let you go home?"

Seeing her exhaustion, Mingtai felt a little distressed, and stepped forward to help her massage her sore shoulders.

"Today is our wedding anniversary, of course I will wait for you to go back together."

Cheng Jinyun smiled, picked up the box that Mingtai put aside and opened it, "What is this?"

"Anniversary gift, how about it? Do you like it?"

Seeing her open the box, Mingtai smiled flatteringly.

Cheng Jinyun looked at the beautiful bouquet of roses in the box, looked at Mingtai expressionlessly, and then sighed.

"Mingtai, do you know how many western medicines this bouquet of roses can buy and how many lives can be saved?"

Mingtai was taken aback for a moment, followed her gaze to look at Rose, and then at her righteous face.

"I know that you are the young master who came back from overseas and like these romances. But don't buy these flashy things anymore. The money you save can help many people."

Mingtai's mood seemed to have been poured with a large basin of cold water, and a biting chill emerged.In fact, he shouldn't be surprised, because from the very beginning, he knew that she was such a person who was extremely firm in her beliefs, and that was why he chose her.

Mingtai forced himself to smile, looked at the woman who had become his wife, and assured him, "I know, it won't happen in the future."

Cheng Jinyun finally smiled, and suddenly remembered that she still had a patient who needed to change her medicine, so she casually threw the rose on the chair Mingtai sat on just now.

"I still have something to do, you go home first, I will live here today."

Looking at Cheng Jinyun's back, and at the roses that were casually thrown aside, Mingtai pursed his lips, picked up the scattered roses from the chair one by one, turned around and walked home.

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The last few chapters are mainly about Mingtai Manli~