Bai Ruolan hugged her husband, and she could truly feel the huge sadness and despair deep in Cheng Qianfan's heart.
She knows Cheng Qianfan so well, what a strong person she is.
She could not imagine what happened, which made Cheng Qianfan so sad and so desperate.
Bai Ruolan felt uncomfortable.
She felt sorry for her husband.
She wanted to cry.
But, she knew she couldn't cry.
She must be strong.
My husband is so sad now that he needs her comfort.
She wants to tell him that no matter what happens, don't despair-
Cheng Qianfan, you and your wife are by your side, she will always be by your side, holding your hand and growing old together!
Bai Ruolan asked nothing.
She hugged her husband with her left hand and gently patted Cheng Qianfan's back with her right hand.
She just patted her husband on the back so gently, asking nothing or saying nothing.
a long time.
"Ruolan, play a song." A voice said in a low voice.
"It's so good." Bai Ruolan's cheeks snuggled against her husband's cheeks, "What song?"
"Whatever." Cheng Qianfan said hoarsely, "It's so quiet, so quiet."
The hoarse voice is so quiet, no, it can even be described as dead silence.
Bai Ruolan's heart skipped a beat.
She went to choose a record and skillfully put it in the gramophone.
Yao Li's voice rang:
Rose is the most beautiful;
Roses are the most gorgeous;
It blooms on the branches in summer;
Rose Rose I love you...
Bai Ruolan bowed a gift.
Cheng Qianfan was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the couple hugged each other and slowly danced their bodies.
The tender and sweet music slowly lingers in melodiously.
Cheng Qianfan lowered his head and greedily breathed the fragrance of his wife's hair. This smell rejuvenated his almost dry heart.
"Ruolan."
"Um."
"Thank you."
"It should."
"Ruolan."
"Um."
"Let's adopt a child."
"Um."
"Ruolan."
"Didn't you want to ask anything?"
"Boy and girl?"
"I don't know yet." The voice paused, "It might be a girl."
"Um."
Cheng Qianfan's nose felt sore and he hugged Bai Ruolan tightly.
He knew that she knew everything, she didn't say anything, she didn't ask anything, and just accompanied him and supported him silently.
"Ruolan."
"Um."
"I like you very much."
"Ala knows it."
...
The next day.
It rained in the middle of the night, and in the early morning, the drizzled rain stopped.
The red sun rises.
Zhou Ru got off the rickshaw with a vegetable basket.
After paying the fare, he greeted Cheng's bodyguard casually. When he entered the yard, he saw "Mr. Xiao Cheng" holding flower and tree scissors and trimming potted plants.
"Mr. Cheng, it's morning." The little chef said with a smile, and then carried the vegetable basket in his hand. "The newly caught shrimps, make shrimp paste noodles today."
"Let's take a look." Cheng Qianfan handed the scissors to Zhou Ru.
Zhou Ru took the scissors and pruned the branches skillfully. Cheng Qianfan grabbed a handful of small river shrimps, took them to the tip of his nose and sniffed them, and then nodded with satisfaction, "It's not bad."
Zhou Ru received the praise and showed a smug smile on her face.
"Call back to the boss." Cheng Qianfan whispered, "Uncle San was arrested and tortured, but still steadfast and unyielding. He has already died for his country with heroic ambitions as rocks but unmoved. His great aura will last forever!"
His voice was low and his speech was very slow, but he seemed to have inexplicable power.
Zhou Ru remembered the telegram with all her heart, and she had a smile on her face, but she was already filled with endless sadness.
Cheng Qianfan took out a note from his body and handed it to Zhou Ru.
"Sparrow." Cheng Qianfan said.
This is a telegram written in secret language.
Since Zhou Ru only saw the irregular words on the note, she did not know the content of the message.
The sparrow is the identification code for the later section of the secret electricity.
With this identification code, Chongqing will believe that this is a private secret telegram sent by Xiao Mian to Dai Chunfeng.
...
Chongqing.
No. 19 Luojiawan.
When Qi Wu walked in the corridor, he met a staff member holding a document and asked him to sign. He took out a pen, put the document on a wooden stand, and browsed the signature. He did not forget to ask about the concern of this person's father's health?
The staff thanked him gratefully, saying that he had taken the medicine and his health was improving. Secretary Qi's life-saving grace is unforgettable.
If Secretary Qi hadn't said hello, his father wouldn't have been able to obtain the life-saving Western medicine.
"That's good, that's good." Qi Wu nodded happily.
When he arrived at the door of Dai Chunfeng's office, Qi Wu sorted out his Zhongshan suit, then he stepped forward and asked the guard at the door in a low voice, "Have the bureau seat rested?"
"The bureau chief has given instructions. Secretary Qi is here, so he can go in directly."
Qi Wu shook his head, and he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Is it Qi Wu? Come in." The door was faintly hidden, and Dai Chunfeng's voice came from inside.
"Yes, the bureau chief." Qi Wu then pushed the door and entered.
...
"It's a true hero." Dai Chunfeng said with a serious expression and sighed.
"This Chen Mo didn't expect it." Qi Wu also sighed and shook his head.
Chen Mo was born in the Guangdong Army. Because his identity and background were somewhat related to the "rebels" of the 19th Route Army, he has never been truly valued. It was Dai Chunfeng who gave Chen Mo the opportunity to go to the most dangerous frontline of Shanghai to kill the enemy and serve the country.
The touchstone of "San Uncle" actually does not have any confidential information. Dai Chunfeng is ready to rebel against the Japanese.
As long as the "San Uncle" defected to the Japanese, Dai Chunfeng would not even be too entangled. Although this is because Dai Chunfeng is planning to "receive" the third Uncle at a suitable time, in a sense, Dai Chunfeng's psychological attitude can also be regarded as a compensation for the "touchstone".
But unexpectedly, Chen Mo was so strong that he was executed with his head high!
"What do you think of this secret telegram from 'Xiao Mian'?" Dai Chunfeng asked.
"Chen Mo died for his country, Xiao Mian was kind and righteous, and he was worthy of being my junior junior in Jiangshan." Qi Wu said.
"You can arrange this matter yourself." Dai Chunfeng nodded slightly and said.
"yes!"
...
A long whistle sound.
The bustling crowds got off the passenger ship and walked in a hurry.
A man wearing a long gown and a bamboo hat was holding a calf leather suitcase in his hand, while whispering to the man beside him, his figure sank into the crowd.
The two got on a rickshaw respectively.
"Li Cha Hotel." The man wearing a bamboo hat said casually.
About twenty or thirty steps away, a man leaning against a telephone pole reading the newspaper lowered the newspaper and looked over.
"Is it him?" the man asked.
"I haven't seen you for a few years, so I dare not recognize you, but it looks very similar." A man next to him who was looking around, as if waiting for someone.
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