Day after day, time slips away quietly between the fingers, between the peeled melon seeds, between trivial matters, and between occasional thoughts.
The sound of cannons getting louder and closer completely woke up those people who still had a trace of colorful dreams.
Fundraising again and again, recruiting troops again and again, Jinhua looked at the passionate and angry students on the road, and looked at Xiaokuan's bright eyes when he talked about the Anti-Japanese War in front of her, and she felt a sense of panic in her heart.
Sometimes, she felt as if the sound of artillery shells was in her ears, and the flying bullets seemed to be right in front of her eyes.
More and more shops on the street were closed.
Jinhua also closed his shop and accompanied Xiaoqing to confinement.
Qiao Linqi only managed to get two tickets to return to the United States.
Because Xiaoqing mentioned her matter, the couple The two were struggling between staying and staying.
However, due to time constraints, Xiaoqing and Qiao Linqi finally left on the boat.
Jinhua went to see them off, looked at the dark sky, said nothing, just waved his hand and left silently.
After bidding farewell to Xiaoqing and his wife, Jinhua bid farewell to Wang Meigui.
Wang Meigui had married the officer two years earlier, and the two had a girl with green eyes.
Except that her skin inherited the officer's milky white color, her facial features were all replicas of Wang Meigui.
Her English name is Mary, and her Chinese name follows Wang Meigui's style and is called Wang Qiangwei.
Before getting on the boat, Wang Meihua hugged Jinhua and cried.
Looking at Wang Meihua's wet eyes, Jinhua just waved her hand towards her.
Wang Meiguang was so angry that she wiped away her tears and scolded Jinhua as a heartless person.
But before leaving, Wang Meigui gave Jinhua the key to the house in the concession.
She didn't understand why Jinhua stayed, but she still stuffed the ship ticket she got from the officer into Jinhua's hand.
The ferry ticket was for a few days.
Jinhua looked at the ticket in his hand, feeling uncertain and confused.
She stood in the mist, watching Wang Meigui in a sky blue dress slowly shrinking, watching the white ship drifting away on the blue water waves.
She stood from day to dusk, and then slowly disappeared in the thick red blood.
Went back to the store.
The golden residual light elongates the figure's figure, and the shadow is lonely and lonely on the deserted street.
Jinhua held the ferry ticket in her hand, feeling very uncertain.
She wasn't sure if she wanted to leave.
She was born here and her roots are here.
Although the old house of the Rong family, the wealth of the Rong family, and everything about the Rong family are in the hands of an infant child, he is the heir designated by his father, and he is the man he longs for.
The heir was born to his second wife.
It's just that the father didn't watch the child grow up.
He died suddenly of a disease two years ago.
In the past two years, Jinhua and Xiaoqing have not seen the child again.
Although Xiaoqing is scolding, he is also an arrogant person and has no intention of competing for family wealth.
The two of them rely on each other to live.
As for Xiaoqing's half-brother Xu, he hangs out with plaid suits and makes a living by digging things out of tombs.
According to Xiaoqing's words, she originally thought that they would use the Rong family's wealth to achieve great success, but she didn't expect that they just fell into a trap.
After saying goodbye in the Tomb of the Great Witch, Jinhua only saw Xu once in the old antique shop.
She saw him from a distance because she was afraid of seeing Chubby and others.
Since returning to Shanghai, she has not seen Du Yuesheng, neither in the past two years nor before.
She put aside all the past, He Rong, Yuanyuan, and Donghuang Zhong, and lived with Gao Wenxuan seriously.
She only hoped that Yuanyuan and He Rong thought she and Gao Wenxuan died in Shennongjia.
Now that the truth about the Rong family had been revealed, she just wanted to live as Rong Jinhua.
When he walked back to the store, it was already dark.
Jinhua saw the lights on and knew that Xiao Kuan was back from school.
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He calmed down the tired look on his face, smiled and pushed open the door.
Because since the war started, Xiao Kuan's mind has become less and less focused on his studies.
He goes out on his bicycle after eating almost every day.
In addition, the Nationalist Government recruited troops again and again.
Most of the students who had no combat experience and only had blood died on the battlefield.
I heard that the corpses of young students were piled in piles by the river in the suburbs, and their blood was all gone.
The river water was dyed red.
This made Jinhua very uneasy, so she was very happy to see Xiaokuan lingering in the store like this.
Entering the room, I saw Xiao Kuan, who was reading under the lamp.
His angular face had lost some of his childishness.
Jin Hua could occasionally see the shadow of Gao Kuan on his face.
"Is there no party today?"
Jinhua put the bag on the counter and tried to ask Xiaokuan in a light voice.
Xiao Kuan looked away from the book and mumbled in response.
Seeing the reluctant look on Xiao Kuan's face, Jinhua guessed that he was talking about reasons related to the September 18th War.
In fact, many of Xiao Kuan's classmates joined the militia.
Xiao Kuan did not follow the steps of the large army because of Jinhua's obstruction.
As a passionate patriotic young man, Xiaokuan has always been hostile to Jinhua at this point.
"Have you eaten?"
Jinhua untied the silk scarf, holding the coat in his hand, and asked Xiaokuan while hanging the coat and silk scarf on the hanger.
"Eat."
Xiao Kuan responded briefly, with a hint of impatience in his tone.
"How is Shuwen?
Have you painted?"
Jinhua walked to Xiaokuan and sat down.
"Are you bothered?"
When Xiao Kuan saw her coming, he stood up abruptly.
His broad shoulders cast a shadow under the lamp, sweeping over Jin Hua's face.
He was much taller than Jinhua and looked intimidating.
Seeing Xiao Kuan blowing his beard and glaring at him, Jin Hua tried hard to suppress his temper, but when he finally got angry, he couldn't help but raise his voice: "Gao Kuan, what's your attitude?"
"Don't use your identity as sister-in-law to put pressure on me."
Xiaokuan waved his hand and closed the distance between the two.
"You" Jinhua was furious.
"I'm leaving.
Brother Gao is waiting for you in the backyard."
Xiaokuan glanced at her with a half-smile, put the book into his bag, swung the bag, and strode out of the store.
Jinhua watched Xiao Kuan's figure disappear at the door, and tried her best to open her eyes.
This boy was becoming more and more alienated from her, because his face was becoming more and more similar to Gao Kuan's.
She rarely said anything about him.
Now it seems , I was really spoiled.
Jinhua is not surprised that Gao Wenxuan is waiting for her in the backyard, because since Xiaoqing left, he has always come to the store at regular intervals, but now he no longer mentions going to Hong Kong, and watches her doing things in silence every day, silently He watched her close the store door and leave silently.
Jinhua looked in front of the mirror, put on his coat again, and then went to find Gao Wenxuan in the yard behind the store.
Because the sun had completely set, Jinhua could only vaguely see a dark shadow in the yard.
She knew it was Gao Wenxuan, so she asked before approaching him: "Xiao Kuan said you are here."
Wait for me, what's the matter?"
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The black shadow moved, and Jinhua guessed that Gao Wenxuan turned his face.
He didn't speak, but his figure slowly approached her.
Jinhua didn't move, watching him come in silence.
She could smell the osmanthus perfume on his body, and raised the corner of her mouth with some contempt: "Why didn't you bring Miss Pei here today?"
When Gao Wenxuan came, a lady named Pei would often get out of his car and buy clothes in the store.
Ms.
Pei liked to pick a lot of clothes, leaving only one piece to pay for.
She always used Looking at people with a sarcastic and critical look made Jinhua uncomfortable.
Of course, Jinhua also guessed that the relationship between Miss Pei and Gao Wenxuan was unusual.
"I told you last time that I have nothing to do with that woman."
Gao Wenxuan was a little anxious when he heard what she said, and came over in one step.
Jinhua rubbed her eyebrows.
She felt very tired today.
She glanced at Gao Wenxuan and sneered: "Since it doesn't matter, why are you so anxious to explain."
"You Jinhua, I don't want to argue with you on this matter."
Gao Wenxuan was obviously angry.
At this moment, he grabbed Jinhua's shoulder with one hand.
"Mr.
Gao, our relationship doesn't need to be so close.
Please, Mr.
Gao, please call me Miss Rong."
Jinhua shook off Gao Wenxuan's hand, frowned, and said a little distantly.
The flames in Gao Wenxuan's heart were rising higher and higher.
If he hadn't tried his best to control it now, he was really afraid that he would hurt her at all costs.
So, he said in a very soft voice: "Jinhua, I do have something important to discuss with you today."
Jinhua really didn't want to face Gao Wenxuan alone.
When Xiao Qing was around, he could remind her to control her emotions.
When she faced Gao Wenxuan alone, her heart and mind were all in chaos.
She couldn't stop her urge to get close to him.
Ever since she saw him that day, ever since she saw him covered in blood in the window, her silent world had once again come alive uncontrollably.
She wanted to She wanted to greet him, even though she wanted to run away from him so much and was so afraid of approaching him.
After hesitating for a moment, Jinhua steadied his breathing and spoke softly: "What's the matter?"
Gao Wenxuan remained silent for a long time after she asked.
Just when Jinhua was about to lose his patience, he suddenly spoke: "It's a long story, and I don't want to hide it from you anymore, because I want to leave Shanghai." ” Jinhua felt as if her heart was being pinched.
She felt a little stuffy, and her eyes suddenly became sore.
Despite this, she still pretended to be calm, and her voice was even cold: "Oh, in that case, just tell me the truth."
Bar."
Gao Wenxuan seemed to sigh, and Jinhua heard him let out a sigh in the darkness.
The sound was deep and low.
Hearing it in his ears and in his heart, it felt like he had been stabbed by a needle, or like he was being stabbed.
The discomfort of a punch.
"Do you remember the little warlord?"
he asked.
Jinhua straightened her face a little.
She suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.
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Since Gao Wenxuan mentioned He Rong, it meant that Yuanyuan and Donghuang Zhong appeared again.
Somewhat hesitant and uneasy, Jinhua couldn't help but grab Gao Wenxuan's sleeve: "You mean He Rong?"
Gao Wenxuan nodded.
Jinhua saw him nodding and felt an inexplicable chill on her back.
She grabbed him and entered the room.
Under the light, she saw Gao Wenxuan's solemn face and the bloody wounds.
"This" Jinhua looked up at Gao Wenxuan with a shocked look on her face.
She brushed the broken hair around her ears and asked incredulously: "You fought with He Rong?"
Gao Wenxuan closed his eyes tiredly, as if recalling the scene at that time, when Jinhua saw his eyebrows furrowed into a frown.
After looking at him for an unknown amount of time, his low and hoarse voice came out of his throat: "To be precise, it was that woman who fought with me."
"Yuanyuan."
Jinhua remembered Yuanyuan's overwhelming hatred back then, and felt her scalp numb.
She took a deep look at Gao Wenxuan, and suddenly lost her words.
She remained silent and stared.
Finally, she chose to change the topic: " When you leave, I will see you off."
After she finished speaking, Gao Wenxuan smiled.
There were already wrinkles in the corners of his eyes.
There was a hint of sadness in his low-smiling voice.
Jinhua heard him ask: "Are you really not going with me?"
Jinhua didn't speak.
His body temperature, his breath, his strong arms, his entire body stood in front of her, existing, even within reach.
"Wenxuan."
She heard her own voice, her own voice calling him.
At this moment, she suddenly hated herself for being worthless, why did she call him.
"Come to Hong Kong with me, Jinhua, let's make peace."
Gao Wenxuan replied.
Under the lamp, his eyes were so bright that she couldn't help but blush.
The words came out, but there was something else: "Are you not with Miss Pei anymore?
I'm still thinking of giving you and Miss Pei a wedding gift."
Gao Wenxuan's last words were completely stuck in his throat.
His heart tightened and his throat tightened, and he couldn't say anything.
The two people looked at each other silently, staring at each other, and their eyes had a silent dialogue.
Under the lamp, there was a green moth with fluttering wings, hitting the glass cover again and again.
In the room, the lights flickered, flickering on and off.
Gao Wenxuan's side face was immersed in the darkness for a while, and then exposed to the light for a while.
What remained unchanged was his deep eyes.
This was the first time in two years that Jinhua looked at his face clearly, the first time that he did not avoid his eyes.
She was about to fall into despair.
"Why have you always been hiding for eight years?
How long will you keep hiding?
In your heart, you obviously have me.
I proposed to you for eight years, Jinhua."
Gao Wenxuan spoke, with waves in his eyes. .
"We have been separated for two years."
Jinhua turned away.
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"you" "You want to say that I betrayed you two years ago?"
Gao Wenxuan blocked her against the white wall, and a low voice flowed from his throat: "It's been two years, Jinhua, you haven't heard my explanation, I I’m really tired.
Regarding this matter, I have always hoped that you would believe me, although” Jinhua interrupted Gao Wenxuan.
She glanced at him and suddenly laughed: "You don't need to explain to me.
If you have a clear conscience, why bother explaining to me."
Gao Wenxuan punched the white wall, he sneered, looked at Jinhua, and pressed his lips directly against it.
"That's what I think, Rong Jinhua, I don't want to consider your emotions anymore.
After all these years, I should finally consider myself."
"so what" "I'm leaving." sjgsf0916: