Chapter 2 two

At the age of eighteen, Ms. Mei was studying at the Yizhou Girls' School in Chengdu.It was on May 4th of that year that the students in Beijing started a historic mass movement; the blow from the Zhaojialou set off the "May 4th" fury, and the flames from the Zhaojialou burned the whole of China The blood of youth. This wave of fury, this spark, hit Chengdu, the "land of mystery" in the west, a month later. Ms. Mei also attended the anti-bad goods meeting in Shaocheng Park. The slogan at that time was "patriotism".Ms. Mei naturally knows that the country should be loved, but after all, the goal is too general and too broad to inspire her enthusiasm.She was just a bystander at that time.She was having a personal problem that she couldn't solve.Three days ago, her father was in charge, and her life had already been promised to her cousin Liu Yuchun.

In the evening after watching the fun, my father just came back from Liu's house drunk.He probably heard some mixed news in Liu's "Su shop"; so he didn't go to bed as usual, but called Ms. Mei, and said in a nagging voice: "It's really a change of government. The students are meddling in their own business! They want to go to the Su goods store to check the oriental goods. If they find out, they will confiscate them. They will also be fined. What a joke! What a nonsense! Don't you think the yamen doesn't care?" Ms. Mei lowered her head and remained silent. The words "inspecting oriental goods in the Su shop" suddenly stabbed a needle in her nerves; the patriotic voice in Shaocheng Park, which seemed to be alien to her at first, was now in conflict with her immediate problems. related.In the future, she will have to be the hostess of a Soviet store that secretly sells Japanese goods.This notion aggravated her depression.The comfortable "I've never been a traitor" feeling that she felt when people shouted "patriotism" during the day is gone now, and she suddenly feels that she is a traitor pointed out by ten fingers.

"They said nicely that they want to use domestic products; hey, I am a genuine doctor of Chinese products, but in recent years it has become outdated, and it is so poor!" Father breathed out the reek of alcohol and continued angrily.Then the usual cursing of his son came again; wagging his drunken stiff tongue, he recited the stories that Mrs. Mei was tired of hearing: how he sold his family property and sent his son to study in the United States, and what happened afterwards. I sold my family property to take care of my son's sports. Now, my son is happy outside by himself, and he doesn't care about my father's life or death.Father finished with red eyes.

"The year before last, when I worked in the Shaanxi Army Governor's Office, I still sent telegrams asking for money from my family one by one. Last year, the county magistrate was released, so he stopped asking for money, but the telegrams and express letters also disappeared. Hmph! The son who went abroad to study and become an official is like this! But Yuchun is a promising kid. He is an orphan whose parents died. I picked him up and kept him at home. It was only because of relatives’ favor. Later, I sent him to the Hongyuan Suhuo shop in Yuelai Shopping Center to learn business. I just want him to have a bite to eat. But he made a big scene with his bare hands."

Father closed his eyes and shook his head proudly.Suddenly opened his eyes again, and said loudly: "The students of their Guizi don't allow them to sell Japanese goods!" He repeated the sentence bitterly, and his father walked into his room crookedly. Ms. Mei looked at her father's staggering back and sighed softly.If it weren't for the big girl standing in the dark corner of the room over there, Ms. Mei would have let the two bubbles of tears in her eyes flow down.She looked around like a drowning man looking for help.Nothing at all!Only the flames of kerosene lamps danced towards her, only the ancient wooden utensils waited around her dumb-mouthed, and only the decaying cold air penetrated directly into her bone marrow!

Biting her lip to hold back her tears, Ms. Mei hurriedly fled into her bedroom.Here, the slightly warm air comforted her a little.On a small pear wood table were mementos of her happy childhood.A foreign boy in delicate clothes, a black foreigner with red lips and white teeth protruding from a big belly with a small clock, and two peacock feathers stuck in a tea-green triangular glass bottle: this is five or six years A remnant of the time when the former mother was still alive and the family was good.Ms. Mei, who has no mother and no sisters, has always regarded these things as if she were her own flesh and blood.Now she was silently dreaming of these mute friends who seemed to be sentient.Many chaotic thoughts passed through her mind, but none of them manifested in her consciousness.She only felt a few nouns throbbing in her feverish forehead: Suhuo Shop, Dongyanghuo, Liu's cousin, marriage, and the meeting in Shaocheng Park.

She suddenly went to the bed and took out a small ebony box from Marodan.When the cover was lifted, there was only a single photo inside.It was the face of a somewhat feminine man.Ms. Mei stared at it for a few minutes, put away the box, and lay down on the bed.Another man's face flashed from the corner of the tent.Tuantuan's face has two broad and thick eyebrows, and a pair of very alert eyes; it is not ugly, but it is more vulgar and philistine. Ms. Mei put her face on the pillow and clenched her teeth tightly.She hates this man!She secretly hated this man as secretly as she loved that one.However, it is not because I love that one secretly that I find this hateful.She hated him long ago.Both are cousins, but for some reason, Ms. Mei has always felt that this aunt who has been fostered in her family since she was a child is not as agreeable as her aunt.As for him, he was born with evil intentions long ago.When Ms. Mei first learned about human affairs, he was already an adult and would always look for opportunities to tease her.Now Ms. Mei still has one of his claw marks on her arm.This is not what the proud Ms. Mei can tolerate.She harbored these humiliated secrets, and she secretly despised the man.

However, with such a person, she was appointed to live her whole life together! A feeling of being conquered and captured scratched Ms. Mei's heart.And how hopeless is the way out!The marriage contract has been made, and the marriage promise is next year?What method does she use to resist?How could she "have" to resist!What's more, the person she loves is said to be getting married soon.Will it be this winter at the latest?During the interview at Wangjiang Tower last week, didn’t he say something like this: "Sister, in all circumstances, we are told to separate and not allowed to get together. Even if I haven't got married yet, will my uncle want me, a poor boy whose parents have both died? Even if my uncle agrees, I will only be a member of the regiment headquarters." Secretary, can I make my sister happy? I know my sister is willing to suffer, but how can I feel at ease watching the person who loves me sacrifice for me. The doctor said that I have lung disease, and I am probably dying soon. I should not have sacrificed my sister's future. !"

Two streams of hot tears burst from Ms. Mei's eyes, but tears of joy.She enjoys, she savors the beauty of this spicy and sincere love.At the same time, memories pushed her forward even more.The scene at that time was reproduced like a moving film.At the apex of emotion, seeing that no one was around, she put her face on her cousin's shoulder, and she slowly leaned towards her fiery red lips intentionally or unintentionally; She avoided it and said in a trembling voice: "Sister, I have lung disease." Ha, ha!pulmonary disease!If she is not allowed to embrace someone who is still alive, should she cry at the grave after death?

Now it was frantic passion that took over Ms. Mei's heart.She doesn't blame her cousin for seeming unreasonable; on the contrary, she appreciates and respects his honest character even more; she only needs to ask why she has no right to love the person she loves, why she is only worthy of being a captive A tender hunk of meat to play with?She deeply hated the teachers in the school and the principal Ms. Cui, who was an old revolutionary and never married, why she never talked about such issues! One positive and one negative question and answer, embarrassment forced Ms. Mei one after another, but there was no result; in the end, the extremely tired and semi-paralyzed nerves gave her an ancient answer: bad luck!

This simple answer rubbed her, gnawed her, sucked her, stinged her, crushed her, and whirled her until the morning chirping of the birds outside the window woke her up.The sun's rays slanted in front of the eaves, and the big bells of the black foreigners were ringing. Everything was beautiful and peaceful. Ms. Mei turned over and sat on the edge of the bed in bewilderment, not quite believing that the night had passed.She saw that there were many mosquito scars on Leilei's white arms, and she felt an unusual itching on her neck.When she went to the window and looked in the mirror, she saw a faint blue halo around her eyes, and her cheeks were as red as blood.She put down the mirror, slumped into a nearby chair, staring blankly at the foreign children on the pear wood table. The long needle on the black foreigner's belly moved over two words, and Ms. Mei stood up suddenly.She quickly wrote a short message, combed her hair again, changed into a taupe-colored tulle dress, and called the maid at home to bring breakfast.A smile returned to her lips, and a determined look came from her sleepy eyes. She goes to school as usual.As she put the letter into the mailbox on the way, she smiled slightly inadvertently. There was no formal class in school on this day.Yesterday's meeting had already stirred the peaceful hearts of some of the girls.Here and there curious voices could be heard chirping.Principal Cui, an old revolutionary, suddenly became an interesting figure. Wherever her long braided hair dangled, there were always a few students secretly watching her.The reading room was even more lively than ever.Clusters of students scrambled for Shanghai posters and Hankou newspapers from a month ago to study how Beijing students set fire to the chief’s house and wounded a dignitary, and how they went to the street to give lectures and were arrested by the police several hundred.A few careful girls even found five or six copies of "New Youth" that had been dusty.There was a tense vibration in the air throughout the school. Ms May is no exception.But rather than saying that she was studying enthusiastically, it would be better to say that she was killing time; her date with her cousin Wei Yu was on her mind.She was also afraid of hearing people say something like "Su's shop is full of oriental goods".Whenever the students talked about this point, Ms. Mei couldn't help but her heart beat slightly, as if her hidden evil had been discovered by others. At ten past four, Ms. Mei quietly walked to Ziyun Pavilion.A lanky teenager was already there first.After smiling at each other, the two of them looked at each other without making a sound.They walked slowly under a big sycamore tree behind the pavilion, as if they were thinking about what to say first. "Sister, your letter surprised me." The boy's gentle gaze fixed on Ms. Mei's face, and said softly. Ms. Mei replied with a soft smile. "Why didn't you sleep well last night? You looked very bad. The eyeballs are also a little swollen, did you cry last night? " The young man breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head, and secretly shed two tears. no answer.Although Ms. Mei's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, they shrank again.She kicked a clump of fine grass on the root of the tree with her toes, and mechanically twirled the corners of her gauze shirt with her fingers.After hesitating like this for half a minute, she said calmly: "Brother Yu, I spent the night in a daze last night-but don't worry, it's nothing; last night I was thinking wildly, with no results, but I got an idea this morning. Let's discuss a way to go ,OK?" Wei Yu raised his head in surprise, and fixed his gentle female eyes on Ms. Mei, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the word "go"; however, the very moving emotion was also in his tearful eyes. revealed.Ms. Mei smiled charmingly, and added softly: "If we walk together, there may not be no way out; if we are separated in two places, the future will be unimaginable!" Only tears are the answer.Two thoughts were at war in the mind of this too-feminine teenager.He couldn't bear to say "no", but he felt that he shouldn't say "yes".After a long moment of silence, he struggled to say a few words: "I don't deserve--you dear, sister!" Now it was Ms. Mei's complexion that suddenly changed.She felt slightly that her lover was too cowardly. "I'm sick. I can only live for two or three years at most. I don't deserve to enjoy the joy of life. I shouldn't use my shadow to obscure my sister's future happiness. You still remember me, when I die I must still have a smile on my face. Knowing that your future will be fine, I will feel at ease when I die.” Although his voice was a little trembling, he said firmly that the young man now looked like a martyr who died calmly.He no longer shed any tears, his cheeks, which had been flushed red by the excitement, shone radiantly. Ms. Mei lowered her head and remained silent for a moment. Suddenly she said with great conviction: "My future must be bad!" "Hey?" "Because I don't love him, I hate him!" "Is the reason for hating him what you said last time? He is really too reckless, but it may not be because he loves you very much." Ms. Mei couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile.She glanced at Wei Yu, and said with a somewhat displeased air: "When did you learn how to defend others?" "Not defending him, just saying something fair." "There is such justice!" Ms. Mei said sharply, obviously angry.If it wasn't for Wei Yu, whom she trusted, she must have thought it was Liu Yuchun who came out to lobby her.But even for Wei Yu, she felt that such words came out of his mouth very unexpectedly.She settled on Wei Yu and waited for an answer. "Sister, what I said was wrong, please forgive me this time. Naturally, I really don't want anyone else to love you, but I really hope that someone can really love you, and you love him too." Wei Yu hurriedly argued in fear. "Since when did you have that idea?" "Since I know I have a lung disease, and know that I have no power to make you happy." It's "lung disease" again!Ms. Mei's heart skipped a beat.She felt that the black shadow of lung disease had separated the two of them abruptly.She really wanted to scold the rascal for his lung disease, but Wei Yu had already continued: "I didn't think so last year. Sister, we were all shy at that time, and we never talked about our thoughts face to face, but we knew each other in our hearts and missed each other. At that time, I only hated myself for being too poor, and I only blamed my uncle Ken. I've been reading some novels and new magazines lately, and I'm thinking differently...” "Just say 'fairness', eh?" Ms. Mei inserted this sentence with a hint of resentment. "No. Only then did I know that when you love someone, you don't have to 'possess' her; to truly love someone is to consider her happiness, not selfishness..." "This! It's just a good way to say it in the novel." Ms. Mei cut off Wei Yu's words for the second time; obviously she was not interested in these few words, especially the word "possession" which she did not quite understand. "Not a novel, but a philosophy; Tolstoy's philosophy!" Wei Yu corrected him very solemnly.But seeing Ms. Mei's bored expression, she lowered her head and curtailed her comments. A short silence.The noise of the cicadas leaking from the leaves of the sycamore tree was sent into the ear tubes of the two of them for the first time; the wind was blowing again on Ms. Mei's gauze skirt, making a tugging sound; the sun was hanging obliquely on the corner of the pavilion.Ms. Mei frowned slightly, staring into the sky. "Do you have a date for your matter in the second half of the year?" It was Ms. Mei who spoke first; her eyes quickly circled Wei Yu's face. The answer was just a sad nod.But it seems that the explanation of his confession came after a while: "My uncle did it all! I said I couldn't support my family now, but he wouldn't listen." "But did you mention that your tuberculosis gave you three or four years at most?" "No. It's useless to say." "Aren't you harming her future?" Wei Yu looked at Ms. Mei in bewilderment, unable to find an appropriate answer for a while. "Because you don't love her? But how do you know that she doesn't love you? Why do you have the heart to harm the future of a person who loves you?" "Then don't care so much. Besides, even if it is considered to be harming her, my uncle is the executioner. I can only be regarded as a knife, and the knife cannot move by itself." "But when someone is willing to touch the edge of your knife, your knife becomes a living thing again, and you will retreat!" Refuting so softly, Ms. Mei turned her face towards the pavilion and moved slowly.She could no longer suppress the complicated feelings that had been stirring in her heart for a long time.These are uncomfortable feelings.She felt that her cousin was too passive and cowardly, that he was too lazy, that he only cared about his own safety, and he didn't even want to take risks for the one he loved.He puts his own comfort above all else! When stepping up the stone steps in front of the pavilion, Ms. Mei couldn't help turning her head back, but saw Wei Yu was already under her shoulders; his terrified look stopped Ms. Mei from walking.The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Wei Yu suddenly said: "I am a weak man, I am a worthless weak man; sister, you love me wrongly. But my heart, you know. I adore you, I regard you as a god, I beg you not to suffer because of me, I beg you to forget I beg you to despise me, please only let me love you secretly in my heart, and only let me repay you with tears. Hey! I will say everything! I am a bad person. Two months ago, I When I thought of you in the middle of the night, I hugged my bed so tightly, ah, I am a beast! Only standing in front of you during the day, I became a human again, an honest gentleman. I hated myself so much. I read novels, I read new magazines, I want to find comfort from the scraps of paper, and find the way to save myself and you from the scraps of paper. Now I can find it! The new great ideal has relieved my pain, has Pay me the price for letting go of you. Now as long as I see my sister live longer, I will be the happiest person in the world!" Speaking of the last sentence, Wei Yu opened his secluded eyes a little wide and stared at the distant place in the sky; it seemed that the red light of the setting sun behind the treetops over there was the new and great ideal entrusted to him. , it seems that there are some merciful saints who are waving their hands to greet him. However, crystal clear teardrops also oozed out from Wei Yu's eye sockets.Is this the natural expression of human nature, or the last dregs of the "dusty heart"?Wei Yu himself didn't quite understand.He only felt that something was vomited between the chest and diaphragm, which was very refreshing. Ms. Mei leaned against the pillars of the pavilion, lost in thought, and did not answer.After a while, she turned around with a half-smile and said in a low voice: "Your heart, I know; this, we, may not be the so-called destiny? Please rest assured, I understand what you mean. But don't say any more fair words. I also have an ideal. I don't want to be a prisoner! It's not too early Bye, Brother Yu, goodbye!" Turning her head and glanced at Wei Yu again, Ms. Mei walked around the right corridor of the pavilion and walked resolutely.But after more than ten steps, she turned around and stopped again, and said to Wei Yu who was slowly following up: "I want to read those novels and magazines you mentioned; send them to my home." Suddenly a gust of evening wind blew up and rolled up Ms. Mei's gauze shirt, exposing the lower edge of the light crimson vest inside, dazzled Wei Yu's eyes like a rainbow, and immediately heated his blood; He took two steps forward and was about to bump into Ms. Mei's chest, when he suddenly returned to himself and stopped.He nodded in bewilderment, then turned to another road and fled. Ms. Mei went home full of confusion.The face of Wei Yu in her heart began to blur.She always thought that she had a clear understanding of Wei Yu, but now she doesn't think so.Some weird books changed her Wei Yu's appearance.What is it like?Ms. Mei is not very clear.She just felt that there seemed to be some spirit attached to Wei Yu, making his thoughts and behaviors different from ordinary people, and different from her own; He is close to humanity, but not at all. Under the timid and shrinking surface, he has a bravery and determination that he did not have before. In the coldness of inhumanity, he burns with the passion of sacrificing himself for the happiness of others. There is only one thing that Ms. Mei is still convinced of, and that is Wei Yu's unwavering sincerity to her, which gives her supreme comfort. She almost wants to imitate Wei Yu's tone and say: Even if her future is not happy, but thinking of it There was once someone who loved her with his whole heart, and this life was worthwhile! In such a mood, Ms. Mei felt that life was easier.At the same time, her seeking nature encouraged her to swallow the novels and magazines sent by Wei Yu. She longed to meet the enigmatic elf who changed Wei Yu immediately. She is still a "guest" to the "patriotic movement" that is raging outside.She is not interested.Although the words "inspect the oriental goods at the Suhuo shop" might stir her deep pain, but when she thought of the decision of "never become a prisoner", she felt calm and felt that the oriental goods in the "Suhuo shop" had nothing to do with her after all.From her point of view, this ongoing movement to upend the world is still in conflict with her own interests. But the patriotic movement to reject oriental goods gradually took on new forms.The students of the Higher Normal School of the city's highest institution called out a brand new term: "Men and women socialize openly"!Oh?Ms. Mei remembered that Wei Yu had this sentence in several magazines.But never noticed.Following Wei Yu's advice, she only read the few papers on Tolstoy.The novel is also Tolstoy's, and I have read it twice with great excitement, and it seems that there is no such thing as "social openness" in it.She read those books again with new curiosity and hope. One day when she came home from school, Ms. Mei caught a glimpse of some eye-catching magazines displayed in the window of a newspaper distribution office, all of which were brothers ranked with the word "new".There are nouns such as "the etiquette of cannibalism" in the headline of the cover.Ms. Mei watched in surprise, regretting that she didn't bring any money with her.I went to buy it when I went to school the next day, but it was gone.Entering the school in dismay, she was not even in the mood to listen to the lecture.She dreamed: she seemed to see the raging tide swept away all the old and decayed things; she concluded that the outside world was already full of novel things, but they had never been here, and even if they were here, they would not be able to reach them. in her hand.She looked around anxiously, despising those sleepy and lazy classmates in her heart.Suddenly, she was surprised, she saw Xu Qijun who was seated not far from her was peeking at a magazine that looked like "new"! After class, when Ms. Mei rushed to Xu Qijun's back to look, it turned out that the book in question was a treasure she had missed. "Oh, I didn't expect to be bought by you!" Ms. Mei cried happily; she leaned sideways on Xu Qijun's shoulder, as if she had been an old friend for many years.Ms. Xu turned around, looked at Ms. Mei with her dark eyes, and said with a smile: "Are there any for sale in the city? Mine was sent to me by my elder brother from Beijing." The two classmates, who had only met each other, immediately chatted affectionately.An indescribable but clearly conscious force bound them together.During the quick conversation, Ms. Mei heard many new and unfamiliar terms; although she still didn't understand the meaning of those terms, each of them gave her intense pleasure and extreme excitement.They never even heard the school bell. On this day, when Ms. Mei came home, she carried an extra pack of books under her arm, which was a new magazine borrowed from Xu Qijun.Although the weight under her arms has increased, Ms. Mei's steps are more brisk.She felt that a whole new world had opened up in front of her, and as long as she stepped into it, there would be light and happiness. The pursuit of new ideas and the sudden acquisition of new comrades made Ms. Mei temporarily forget the troubles of immediate problems.Every morning, she went to school, and she reluctantly parted with Xu Qijun until dark.In school, the two of them became the focus of discussion, and the speculation of "same-sex love" was also added to them.The summer vacation is approaching, and the exam date has already been set, but Ms. Mei and Ms. Xu, who are immersed in the new books and newspapers, still only spread the textbooks in front of the teachers during class to cover the teachers' eyes and ears. Because of Wei Yu's hint first, Ms. Mei pays most attention to Tolstoy; but Xu Qijun seems to be a believer in Ibsen, and there are always two "Ibsen" in three sentences.When this pair of good friends talked, they actually represented Tolstoy and Ibsen; they really didn't understand the contents of those two masters very well, they only had a very vague idea, and they even had different opinions. There are few misunderstandings, but at the same time they admit to each other: "In short, Tolstoy and Ibsen are both new, so they must be good." Only this common conviction makes the friendship between Ms. Mei and Ms. Xu More solidified, and reaching the embrace of the soul beyond emotion. The exam finally passed.On the night of the school holiday on July 1st, Ms. Mei's father suddenly fell ill.The old man came home drunk at eight o'clock, complained of a stomachache at ten o'clock, and then vomited everything out.He wrote a prescription and fried it himself, but it didn't work.Ms. Mei stayed up all night, sitting in her father's ward, thinking about it excitedly.At dawn, the father seemed to be quieter; but within half an hour, he suddenly scolded his son for being unfilial, and jumped up panting, saying that he wanted to arrest his son as a complaint.Mrs. Mei and a maid could do nothing but drag the patient back to the bed with all his strength.This chaotic noise lasted until eight o'clock in the morning, when the patient was quieter, and then he was busy calling for a doctor. In the morning, the patient was a little quiet, and Ms. Mei went back to her room to sleep for a while, but she was so excited that she could only close her sore eyes and let her messy and confused thoughts toss her around.She remembered that Xu Qijun went back to her home in Chongqing today, and she did not know when the new book would be delivered. That's all right; she wondered why Wei Yu didn't come any more this week.After thinking about it, she turned over several times and pressed her hot cheeks to the cooler place of the mat; she vaguely heard the chirping of birds in the trees outside the window, and the voice of the maid Mrs. Zhou talking in the flat hall in front. , and heard the sound of chaotic footsteps.Finally she felt a fly buzzing in her ear. "Uncle Liu is here." When the buzzing voice condensed into such a sentence, it suddenly woke up the extremely tired and confused Ms. Mei.She opened her eyes and stared forward blankly.The one smiling and standing in front of the bed turned out to be the family girl Chun'er.Ms. Mei frowned and shook her head, as if to say "Don't be troublesome", then turned over and pretended to be asleep.She had expected him to come.She really longed for someone to drive away her boredom.How wonderful it would be if it wasn't him!Drowsiness is gone.She suddenly thought of something, jumped up and ran to the door to lock the door.But after thinking about it, she still left the door ajar, went to the window and sat in a chair, proudly whispering to herself: "Does he dare?" The short needle on the big belly of the black foreigner was pointing at three o'clock, and the scorching majesty of the July sun suppressed all sounds, except for the lingering chirping of cicadas from the sycamore tree outside the window.Ms. Mei sat dazed, as if waiting for some bad omen. Suddenly the door rattled.Ms. Mei watched in surprise.Chun'er's face, with two thick lips opened, poked in, and quickly shrank back. "Chun'er!" Ms. Mei's majestic call drew Chun'er in.She stood in the middle of the room in fear, her rather dull thick lips were still partly parted in a half-smile. "Has Young Master Liu gone back?" "gone back." "Is the master still sleeping?" "No. Liu Ruye talked to the master for a long time. At first, the master was very happy, and then he became angry." Ms. Mei tilted her head and pondered, feeling very surprised.She looked at Chun'er's fat face with some disbelief, she knew that this clever little ghost would not lie, but maybe he was just guessing.But Chun'er moved a step closer, and continued in a low voice: "Grandpa Liu told the master that if you get married to Miss earlier, the master will move to live with Grandpa Liu. Then, if you get sick in the middle of the night, you won't be afraid. Sister-in-law Zhou told me that there will be Miss in the next month." Wedding wine is eaten!" "spit!" Ms. Mei's face changed slightly, but she still maintained an air of indifference.She glanced earnestly at Chun'er, as if she wanted to see the truth of her words; then, with a wry smile, she asked again: "What does the master say?" "Master was very happy. Later, I don't know what Uncle Liu said again, so the master became a little angry. The master also scolded Guizi's students for messing around and not doing anything in the yamen." Ms. Mei closed her eyes and sneered.She repelled Chun'er with a sentence of "don't talk too much", and held her head in thought.She guessed what "Grandpa Liu" was talking about, but did her father really agree to do that in the next month?She was very worried.Although she has already decided on a way to deal with it, she also hopes that things won't deteriorate too quickly. That night, my father slept soundly, and by the next day, his illness was almost cured.During the chat with her father, Ms. Mei also revealed the truth of what she was worried about.Father said with a bit of indignation: "But by accident, everyone thought I was going to die. Yuchun actually wanted to take you over. Hey, this kid knows how to make plans! I still have a few more years to live! This thing of yours I have to deal with it properly. If the students make such a fuss, maybe Yuchun will suffer; I will be more at ease when he gets bigger and you go there again. He said it nicely; I'm old and sick, so I took care of your business earlier, so he can take care of me sooner or later. Ha, I, Dr. Mei, won't come after I went to dinner with my daughter!" Ms. Mei pursed her lips and smiled.She understood that her father's intention was to rip off Liu's family on this topic, and the words in the magazine scolding "buying and selling marriage" immediately flashed across her brain; , On the contrary, I was a little happy.She expressed the meaning of "at least after graduating from middle school", so she quickly found an excuse to withdraw from her father. "For the future, let's talk about it in the future; there is a way now, let's go now!" Sitting in her room thinking about it, Ms. Mei picked up a copy of "Weekly Review" left by Xu Qijun with a smile and read it enthusiastically. Before reading a full page, suddenly some voices came from the front hall, and they went straight into Ms. Mei's ears.She dropped the newspaper and ran outside; but in the suite outside her father's bedroom, she saw a handsome young man in military uniform, who turned out to be Wei Yu.He came to visit old doctor Mei's illness, so he took his leave. "I've already met my uncle, and I'm going to Luzhou tomorrow." Wei Yu only said a few words in a hurry, then looked at Ms. Mei, her eyes seemed to be moist. Ms. Mei smiled reluctantly, pretended to be the master, and asked Wei Yu to sit in the front study.This is a small wing room, which used to be Dr. Mei's consulting room, and later served as the classroom of the family school. It has been abandoned for a long time recently, and although it is still tidy, it has exposed a desolate scene everywhere.Madam Mei didn't want anyone to disturb her, so she thought of this place in a hurry. Ten minutes later, Ms. Mei found out that Wei Yu's regiment headquarters was going to Luzhou, and there might be a battle; she also knew that Wei Yu had been promoted to a rank and was now a lieutenant.She stared at Wei Yu and said slowly, many questions were already squeezed in her throat, waiting for a gap to come out. "This is because when I heard that there was going to be a war, several people who ran literature and ink in the regiment headquarters resigned, so I was promoted to a higher level. Of course I don't know how to fight, but I am not afraid of it when I think about it. If I am killed, I will be very happy I am lucky to be alive. I hope my body will recover. I think I should cheer up. Sister, you see that I am wearing a military uniform today. If I can’t be a healthy person, I will die! This is my last courage, my last hope .But nine times out of ten it's death; can you run away when you're defeated, like me..." Wei Yu suddenly shrank back.Although he felt that the iron palm of "fate" had already gripped him tightly, the new book he read recently subconsciously prevented him from blurting out this disreputable old saying.His eyes dropped softly, then glanced into the room again.what!It is still the scenery of the study.The memories of ten years ago suddenly came to his mind: At that time, his parents were still alive; at that time, he was studying in this room, at the same desk as Ms. Mei; at that time, their games were often old-fashioned. It was also at that time that the two little ones began to glue together like glue.Now, now, the two hearts are still the same, but the environment has changed, he has to admit the authority of reality, and has to cut off the tender heart of ten years.He couldn't help crying again. Ms. Mei never shared any of these sentiments; she waited patiently for Wei Yu to continue, and when she felt that there would be no more to say, her question came: "When will we come back again? Will those who do literature and ink also go to the front line? Luzhou, it must be a ten-day journey? When there is a drought, there will be no sedan chairs?" This series of questions turned Wei Yu's thoughts in a different direction.He looked at Ms. Mei with a smile, and answered slowly as usual: "There may be things in the army. There may not be a war there; no one knows now. Even if there is a war, of course I don't need to go to the front line of fire, but when I am defeated, I have to fight on two legs. I Yes, I’d rather go to the front and get a shot! When will I come back? That’s even more difficult to say.” There was a momentary silence.The two only exchanged glances a few times.Then Wei Yu added with a wry smile: “所以这一次也许就是永别。我预祝妹妹将来平安快乐。” 梅女士也会意似地一笑，却随即很严肃地说： “我盼望你们到了泸州就有仗打。我盼望你们胜利；我相信你们一定胜利。我相信你的事业就从此开场。那时候，那时候，就什么都不同了。我等待那时候的到来罢！” 又妩媚地笑了一笑，梅女士奋然站起来，像一个勇敢的妇人送别情人上战场。但是忽地想起另一件事，她向韦玉睃了一眼，低声问： “下半年大概是未必回来了，那么，你那件事怎样？” 韦玉一面站起来拉直他的军衣，一面回答： “我不回来，他们也没有办法，难道会送到泸州么？况且以后我未必一定在泸州。军队里的事谁料得到。” 斗然一阵风把两扇装玻璃的落地长窗引开了。外面是小小的院子，有几枝竹，和一个罩满了绿油油的苔藓的花坛；坛边立着两三个破旧的紫泥花盆，乱蓬蓬长着些野草。梅女士机械地走过去把长窗带上，回头对站在门框内正要出去的韦玉忍不住又笑了一笑，是心心相印的笑，慰安的笑，赞许的笑，也是希望的笑。