Chronicle of the Republic of China

Helian said that Meng Xi's voice is like bamboo, and Fang Wuyu said that he is like a bird, destined to migrate for a lifetime.Fortunately, Fang Wuyu is not afraid, because he is not bound in his bones, and occasionally takes a rest when he gets tired, and then continues to rush to the sky.After Fang Wuyu listened to it, he felt that Helian was short-sighted. He compared a lot of animals and plants. He really wanted to show Helian to the ophthalmology department, because he didn't see people well.

Now that Fang Wuyu thinks about it, Helian's words are somewhat reasonable, but not entirely, because he is a bird who doesn't want to stop just because he doesn't like other branches. If it is a beautiful bamboo like Meng Xisheng, he is willing to live on it for a lifetime.

In January 1944, the Eighth Route Army and the New Fourth Army launched fierce attacks one after another. Fang Wuyu saw the victory report of the army led by Helian in the newspaper and shared it with Meng Xisheng.

In April 1944, the national army was defeated in the Battle of Henan, Hunan and Guangxi. Meng Xisheng learned that his Shangfeng Yu division had sacrificed his life in the war to serve the country. The division is in a truck, and it seems that there is no chance to return it.

In May 1944, the Chinese Expeditionary Force forcibly crossed the Nu River and launched a counterattack in western Yunnan. Meng Xisheng told Fang Wuyu that someone had saved his life in the ancient forest in western Yunnan, otherwise he would have died by the side of the poisonous Nu River. .

Fang Wuyu refused to leave, and the resignation letter was finally left in a locked drawer by the director. He wanted to use this to threaten Fang Wuyu and resign him if he dared to mess around. Fang Wuyu is innocent, what the hell am I doing? up?The director argued with him for more than 20 minutes, and finally was so angry that he almost took off his shoes and threw him.

Everyone knew that Fang Wuyu was not leaving, and it was still impossible to say whether he was happy or regretful, but seeing the eccentric Dr. Fang, he started to run to the convalescent area in his spare time to see the young man who was blind and disfigured. His personality is cold, but not too cold, like a lake that has melted ice, shimmering and cool to the touch.The hospital recognized that Dr. Fang was a psychopath, but when this neuropathy touched the clear lake, it miraculously turned into tender fingers, revealing a gentleness that no one else had ever seen before.

Of course, a neuropathy is always a neuropathy, and even that young man, sometimes unable to withstand this neurosis, chases and beats Dr. Fang in the ward in the dark. Dr. Fang deceives him into not seeing him, and deliberately runs around him. The young man shouts angrily, you Dare to bully the blind?Doctor Fang said openly, why not?

And every time the young man got tired of chasing or tripped, Dr. Fang would always catch him immediately.

The hospital recognized that Dr. Fang was good-looking, and if the young man had no facial injuries and his eyesight recovered, he should also be good-looking. Everyone said this and sighed regretfully.

In the second half of the year, Meng Xisheng was discharged from the hospital and moved into the house rented by Fang Wuyu.

Every day, Fang Wuyu prepared meals for him and went out, and when he returned home from get off work, he took the food he scraped from the hospital for dinner to save money on a meal.He receives one person's salary, and brings one more person's food every day, shamelessly aboveboard.The two ate around the table, Fang Wuyu told him interesting stories about the hospital, and Meng Xisheng talked about state affairs with him.

Meng Xisheng actually misses the time in the hospital. After all, there were people chatting with him at that time, and Fang Wuyu could also visit him. It is better than staying at home alone now, and Fang Wuyu has arranged all his life. He only needs to be responsible for eating, drinking and drinking. Sprinkle, listen to the radio and music in your spare time, or write some articles at your desk.

Fang Wuyu bought him a phonograph and several vinyl records.He taught Meng Xisheng how to use it by hand. Meng Xisheng put down the stylus for the first time, and Fang Wuyu pulled him into a messy dance.

A month later, Fang Wuyu got off work one day, and Meng Xisheng was not seen. He stared at the empty room in a daze for a few seconds, then rushed to the top with anxiety, turned around and ran downstairs.

That day Fang Wuyu looked for Meng Xisheng and found that it was after nine o'clock in the evening. When he returned home, he saw the light leaking from under the crack of the door. open the door for him.

Fang Wuyu almost collapsed while holding him, Meng Xisheng was in his arms blankly and had difficulty breathing because of his too tight body.

Meng Xisheng went to a newspaper office. He happily told Fang Wuyu that he gave the manuscripts he had written these days to the newspaper office. The newspaper office confiscated two of them and was willing to form a cooperative relationship with him. If he has any good articles in the future, Feel free to contribute at any time.

He took out the manuscript fee in his pocket, and pointed to a few greased paper packets on the table: "It's still warm, let's eat together."

Fang Wuyu calmed down his anger slowly, and began to gnaw on the delicious sugar cake.He looked at the light on Meng Xisheng's face, and talked about what he planned to write in the next article.

Fang Wuyu is always afraid that something will happen to Meng Xisheng, he is afraid that he will not be able to walk in this world without seeing him.

There is a kind of person who is born with light, not to mention blind eyes, even if he is lame and broken, and his life comes to an end, he will not lose his direction. His light can cut through the hazy sky with a sword, and even the darkest fate can be defeated. He illuminates.

Fang Wuyu was once illuminated by Meng Xisheng, he almost forgot that Meng Xisheng is such a person, he does not have a strong body, but he is stronger than many people, he can live by his own strength instead of relying on others .

Meng Xisheng began to immerse himself in the writing. He touched the paper and pen, and because he couldn't see it, he held a ruler against it to make the lines neat.He wrote operas that he was familiar with, and analyzed the origin and history of Peking opera in a clear and logical way.Fang Wuyu praised him for his good writing, Meng Xisheng didn't read many books, so his writing was clean, smooth, simple and down-to-earth.

Fang Wuyu is a man with a lot of ink in his belly. He has read a lot of books, but he only reads to pass the time, and he complains about the personalities and behaviors of the characters in the books, and then throws them aside after reading. It is the kind of person who can become the kind of person who is full of poems and books, but reads a stomach full of chicken and dog bits and pieces, and his lips are full of tongues.

Fang Wuyu's eyesight was high, and Meng Xisheng was very happy to hear that his compliment came from slander.

Later, Meng Xisheng gradually began to write prose and novels. In order to find inspiration, he bought a lot of books and waited for Fang Wuyu to find time to read to him after get off work.

From Lu Xun to Yu Dafu, from Lin Yutang to Liang Shiqiu, the Analects of Confucius, the Book of Songs, the complete works of Shakespeare, Byron's poems... Soon the desk was full, and the two bought a bookcase and came back, racking their brains to stuff it into it. in a well-off house.

Fang Wuyu and Meng Xisheng have clear opinions on books, but they are always completely different. They can't convince each other, and they often even quarrel about it.Fang Wuyu was a rascal, he would kiss Meng Xisheng if he lost the quarrel, and not let him speak again, and if he won the quarrel, he would still kiss Meng Xisheng, not letting him jump again.

Not only a rogue, but also improvising, deceiving Meng Xisheng from seeing, reading to him while reading, and developing by himself.He thought Yu Dafu was too femininity and artificiality, so he changed the ending of "Sinking" to say that the male protagonist is rich in the world, has a rich family, and has reached the pinnacle of life.I think "Diary of a Madman" is too depressing and aggrieved, let the male protagonist kill all directions, kill [-] devils in one night, and hang all the feudal remnants on the tree to beat them.What's interesting is that Fang Wuyu has a sharp tongue, he doesn't stutter when he makes up the story, and he can still tell it in a decent way according to the original author's style of writing. If the story's direction is not too bizarre, Meng Xisheng would have been fooled by him.

Meng Xisheng thought that Fang Wuyu didn't like these books, probably because Fang Wuyu was born as a young master, and he was too assertive. No matter how many hardships he experienced later, he always looked down on those feudal lower classes, and he was not interested in acting like a writer. Scolding them and waking them up, he felt that these people lived hard because of their own fault.

Until one day Fang Wuyu accompanied him to a bookstore to search for books, and met a few arty and self-proclaimed fake literary youths, and they pulled out celebrities one by one to whip them out, making a joke.Fang Wuyu didn't like to talk to each other at first, but their voices became louder and louder, as if they deliberately wanted to attract others' attention to show their own existence, which made Fang Wuyu's mood suddenly worse.

Fang Wuyu caught the book that the other party was throwing into the air. The other party was taken aback, but Fang Wuyu didn't lift his head. Seeing that it was Lu Xun's "Hua Gai Ji", he said with a smile: "Good book. There is no 'ugliness' written in it." What a disgrace, ugly and fair, which makes people vomit. 'Well written, written right on you,' he slapped the book on the man's chest, 'you should read this book.'

The other party was furious, and argued with Fang Wuyu a few times, but he didn't get any advantage, and he wasn't afraid of humiliating the gentleman, so he rolled up his sleeves and was about to hit someone.Unexpectedly, he was knocked down by Fang Wuyu in twos and twos. Fang Wuyu was used to fighting since he was a child, and he lived in the barracks for the past few years. , but it's not a problem to beat these limp fake gentlemen.

After bluffing the other party, Fang Wuyu sneered: "Dare to take them under the knife after learning a few glib words?" He looked around with his fingers in the bookstore, "When the country lives or dies, you can either be a warrior, fight on the battlefield, or be a It’s better to be a literati with a pen as a shield, than you can only play tricks here, I think you have also learned etiquette, righteousness and shame, why, did you accidentally rot in your stomach and make your stomach full of filth?”

As he spoke, he took Meng Xisheng's hand and walked out of the bookstore under the eyes of everyone: "You alone dare to criticize Lu Xun!"

Although Meng Xisheng couldn't see, he could feel Fang Wuyu's aura. He was stunned for a while, and couldn't help laughing. Fang Wuyu looked back at him.

"Second Young Master Fang," he deliberately called out the four words that he hadn't called for a long time, and said with a smile, "Your righteousness is awe-inspiring."

Fang Wuyu hummed lightly.

Later, Fang Wuyu joked about himself, saying that he only allowed the state officials to set fire and not allow the people to light lamps.The books he has read, the writers he has talked about, don't like others talking nonsense, so he can only talk about it.

Meng Xisheng felt that Fang Wuyu was just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, as if he didn't want to be dragged down by others but would still save a truckload of people, as if he disliked those writers who wrote too much, but at the same time knew their powerless difficulties feel.

Fang Wuyu was very happy after listening, because he felt that Meng Xisheng had interpreted himself too well. He didn't think so, but Meng Xisheng thought he was good, so that's not bad.

On New Year's Eve in 1944, Fang Wuyu ordered two bowls of Changshou, cooked two simple dishes, bought a few snacks from outside shops, and assembled a table.This is the first New Year's Eve dinner after the two met, and a year has passed like this.During this year, Meng Xisheng became a well-known author in Yuncheng, and received several letters from readers.Fang Wuyu was still busy in the hospital, and he still kept the three words Dr. Fang more colorful in word of mouth.

The two kept watch until 12 o'clock, and kissed each other's lips on the first day of 1945, touching a piece of warmth.

In January 1945, the Chinese Expeditionary Force regained the lost land in western Yunnan.

In March 1945, the Japanese army was defeated in the Battle of Xiangxi.

In April 1945, German fascists surrendered unconditionally, and the war in Europe ended.

In August of this year, the U.S. military dropped bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan.

At noon on August 8, Japan announced its unconditional surrender.

That day, Fang Wuyu was held back by the director in the hospital corridor. The director moved the three radios to the nursing station, and everyone gathered around to listen to the news of Japan's surrender on the radio.Meng Xisheng was also turning on the radio at home. When the cheers from the hospital sounded, although he and Fang Wuyu were in two places, they smiled at the same time.

It is a pity that the war is not over yet. In the 46-year civil war, China is still burning with raging flames.

In 46, Fang Wuyu and Meng Xisheng saved enough money to buy a house of more than 20 square meters, and finally had their own home.After moving into the new home, Fang Wuyu tossed and tossed on the bed all night with Meng Xisheng in his arms.With impaired vision, other senses were magnified several times, and Meng Xisheng called his name with a trembling voice.Fang Wuyu looked at him in the darkness, his eyes were burning brightly.He transformed the indescribable feelings in his heart into desires, and buried himself deeper while speaking softly.Meng Xi was soft-hearted and didn't stop, letting him get whatever he wanted and do whatever he wanted.

He knew that Fang Wuyu was stubborn, and he would never admit the sadness of losing a loved one in his life.In the past ten years, Fang Wuyu hasn't had a complete family, he hasn't offered a stick of incense to his hated father, and he can't take back the ashes of the only elder brother he ever respected.

In fact, why is he not.Meng Xisheng hugged Fang Wuyu even tighter, so that the heartbeat of the two could only be transmitted to each other.

They are like two ends of a magnetic pole, ecstatically attracting and colliding, and then fit into a perfect shape, becoming the only one for each other.