Since that day, Wen Jianning has rarely seen Feng Yi again.

After a long time, as she expected at the time, the original throbbing in her heart gradually faded.

After she resigned from the Lu family's house, she found another part-time job at the Sino-Japanese War Committee in Beiping. This is a low-paid idle job, only responsible for helping to collect, cut and paste, and sort out the relevant news in the newspapers since the outbreak of the Sino-Japanese War, as a historical material for future research. Many of the students who come here to work here are not here for that salary.

Whenever Wen Jianning sat in the reading room, looking through and sorting out those real materials with others, he felt the wordless and heavy and solemn atmosphere in the air.

In September, news suddenly came from the outside world that the German army launched a blitzkrieg to attack Poland, Britain and France officially declared war on Germany, and Europe was destined to be no longer peaceful. Some voices pinning their hopes for the survival of the nation on Britain and the United States have raised their heads one after another, and among those who speak out are some well-known literati and scholars, and some are even teachers and commanders of the United Nations General Assembly.

Wen Jianning really couldn't hold back, and wrote an article under a pseudonym and posted it on "Today's Review". She was not optimistic about the capabilities of Britain and France, and the European battlefield alone was enough to divert their attention. As for the United States, which is far away from the Pacific Ocean, it is even more an example of how it cannot afford to be profitable. In the eight years since the Northeast Incident, those who are still counting on Western countries to selflessly lend a helping hand to China without ceding their interests can be said to have not made any progress. Her tone in this article was inevitably heavier, which caused a rebuttal from the Anglo-Americans, and she had to write several articles in succession to refute the other party

Most of the time, though, she focused on the revision of "The Lookout".

Speaking of "Wang Family", Wen Jianning wrote it just to ridicule the Wen family, but she didn't expect it to be unintentionally inserted into the willows, which made it one of her most outstanding works. Due to the short length of "The Wang" and the few characters, it is not difficult to rewrite it. But in the process of revision, she remembered the letter from Jianwan that day, and suddenly wanted to continue a few more articles, giving an end to the big family that was ruined by the golden jade, so the progress of the revision was always not fast, and it was not sent out until the last few days.

During this period, the Student Government Council was re-elected for the second time.

In this re-election, Zhong Hui was successfully elected vice president of the board of directors and the head of the poster unit due to the public debate in the first half of the year and the prestige brought by "Wildfire". The Poster Unit is one of the branches of the Student Government Association, and as the name suggests, it is mainly responsible for poster affairs among students. Feng Xin, who is in the same dormitory, also became the head of the current affairs unit because he was good at handling student affairs.

As an outsider, Wen Jianning heard a lot of inside information from them.

It is said that in this election, there was a phenomenon of some student organizations forming gangs and squeezing out positions, which caused a lot of unhappiness among everyone. Fortunately, the two senior sisters Shen and Fan stopped it in time, so that the student government association would not become a territory for fighting with each other.

Although these have nothing to do with ordinary students like Wen Jianning, who neither participate in the re-election nor gang up with others, she still has a deep worry, and she does not know how long the current peaceful situation can last.

On the other side, those under Chen Hongwang moved quickly.

It didn't take long for them to print and publish Wangzu. After Wen Jianning's meticulous revision, the book was a step up from when it was popular in Shanghai, and it was unsurprisingly a great success.

When the news reached Kunming, Wen Jianning was not in the mood to be happy for himself.

Since the beginning of October, the Japanese bombing has become more and more frequent, and often they hear the air raid sirens early in the morning, and they run to the air-raid shelters in the suburbs to hide for a day, and they can't even attend classes. After an air raid, many school buildings were destroyed, and some students who had just moved into a new place had no place to live.

But her classmates are much more positive and optimistic than she is.

The bombing by the Japanese army over the past year or so seems to have greatly exercised everyone's nervous endurance, and even Ruan Wenyun, the most squeamish in their dormitory, was able to crawl out of the ditch after a bombing, pat the dust on his body, and turn his head to ask them what they had eaten at noon.

By November, the weather was getting colder and colder.

Kunming is like spring all year round, and the winter is also extremely warm, but for some reason this year it is surprisingly cold. Wen Jianning and the others had to dig out the thick coat pressed at the bottom of the box and wrap themselves tightly before they dared to go out.

At this juncture, Zhang Tonghui, who had been running the Yunnan-Burma Road for several months, suddenly returned.

Zhang Tonghui went out this time to see the world, when she went there she was just a poor student, but when she came back, she already had a small asset. Of course, she has also suffered a lot in the past few months, she is a girl who has traveled back and forth between the two places with her only savings, and the people and things she encounters are unimaginable for Wen Jianning and those who stayed in school.

On the day she returned, the dormitory was all out to the small restaurant to pick up the wind and wash the dust for her.

In private, she also specially thanked Wen Jianning once.

It turns out that Chen Hongwang's new business is now along the Yunnan-Burma Highway. After Wen Jianning asked her that day, he asked his subordinates to inquire about Zhang Tonghui's whereabouts, and later his truck drivers had taken Zhang Tonghui a few trips, relying on the goods that were resold back and forth, she had at least saved enough living expenses for next year.

Wen Jianning listened secretly, no wonder many students in the school have to run a single gang, and the profits in it are really amazing.

Zhang Tonghui is a person who knows how to measure herself, she knows that she can succeed like this the first time she runs the Yunnan-Burma Road, because she borrowed Wen Jianning's favor, this kind of thing can be one, but it can't be repeated again and again. She told Wen Jianning very tactfully that if she ran the Yunnan-Burma Road in the future, she would never borrow her face to make money.

Since she said so, Wen Jianning naturally breathed a sigh of relief.

Speaking from her heart, she didn't want to have too much personal interests with Chen Hongwang. People will grow up after all, two years ago, she might have believed Chen Hongwang's words about her talent, but now she is much sober.

However, Zhang Tonghui came back this time, just to see them temporarily, and he didn't plan to return to school like this. She still hadn't made enough money, or not enough money to put her mind at ease, so she left a few days later.

When she left, the year-end exam of the semester was also close at hand, and everyone was engaged in intense revision.

Ruan Wenyun is weak, he suffered from a cold a few days ago, and he is hiding in the dormitory to recuperate these days, and he can't go to the teahouse with Wen Jianning to read, and the others are afraid of the cold. For many days, Wen Jianning could only go out alone every morning and come back alone at night. Fortunately, she used to be alone, and she didn't feel how lonely she was.

Whenever the end of the semester is approaching, the lights in the street teahouse outside the school gate are always on for a long time after dark. Since there is no electric light in the new school building, students preparing for exams are studying in the teahouse, and the only sound in the room is the sound of flipping books. Wen Jianning went early in the morning to occupy a position near the corner, and sat from early morning to evening.

At night, when she was immersed in reading, I don't know which classmate suddenly shouted: "It's snowing, it's snowing outside!"

Wen Jianning didn't want to be distracted, but the movement inside and outside the teahouse was getting louder and louder, and finally she simply got up and went out to see the snow.

Kunming is like spring all year round, there are not many cold days throughout the year, and snow is extremely rare. Students who were studying in a nearby teahouse came out to see the snow, and all of a sudden, the streets were full of people.

Aside from the first few cheers, the streets weren't very noisy.

Most of the people were just watching the snowflakes fall from the sky, and the dim electric lights of the teahouse reflected on everyone's young faces through the half-open doors. Some people are thinking of their relatives in their homeland far north, some are just worried that they have not been able to redeem their winter coats, and some are just quietly watching.

Wen Jianning only looked at it for a while before retracting his gaze, and was about to go back, when he turned his head and saw Feng Yi in the crowd. He is tall and has an outstanding temperament, even if he is not flamboyant, he is easy to see at a glance in the crowd.

Of course, Feng Yi also noticed her, but he only bowed slightly to her, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Wen Jianning only felt empty in his heart, and he didn't know how he returned to his seat, cheered up and continued to read.

Books are food for the soul and an elixir for the frustrated.

She threw herself into the world of books, until the teahouse owner was about to close and turn off the lights, and then, like the people around her, got up and moved her sore neck, holding the textbooks and reference books and planning to leave.

Wen Jianning slowly landed on the last one to go out, and when she walked out, there were already few people on the long street, and a thin layer of snow had fallen on the road. Most of the teahouses on both sides have also turned off their lights, and the lively long street seems to fall asleep during the day.

The cold wind mixed with snow particles blew in the face, which made people shiver subconsciously.

She walked slowly along the street with a book in her arms, and a person came out of a teahouse on the side of the road.

The eyes of the two sides met and froze in unison.

Since she resigned from the Lu family's mansion and deliberately avoided Feng Yi everywhere, the two rarely met.

Suddenly met twice today, which made Wen Jianning a little at a loss for a while.

Feng Yi seemed to see that she was uncomfortable, and said politely: "I suddenly remembered that there seems to be a book left in the teahouse, it's not too early, you go back with other classmates earlier, pay attention to safety on the way." ”

He's not the kind of person who loses everything.

Wen Jianning silently added such a sentence in his heart, but he could only stand in place, watching him turn around and walk a distance in the direction of the teahouse, but suddenly stopped.

He just stood there looking at her, his eyes were gentle and bright: "Although it's a little early, I still want to say that I wish you a happy new year." ”

After all, the next time they meet, I don't know when.

Wen Jianning heard his own voice saying, "I also wish you a happy new year." ”

(End of chapter)