Chapter Twenty-Eight: Memory

The host on TV asked, "And then what happened to the two......"

The guest smiled: "Feudal society pays attention to class concepts, and besides, the mountains and mountains can be said to be among thousands of flowers, and not a single leaf is touched...... Later, the two were not together either...... I heard that the singer killed herself. It's not a big deal, so there's no exact report, but it's recorded in folk gossip. ”

Wei Yan listened to the guest interview in a daze, and her mind was confused.

The scenes are like movies, flashing the scenes when Guan Shanyue left her. She wrote letter after letter, but there was no reply. Wei Yan leaned back on the sofa with an unsteady breath, and tears unconsciously dripped down her eyes. His face was as pale as white paper, and the radiance in his eyes gradually dimmed these days.

"After three years of Xuantong, you didn't come back......," Wei Yan muttered alone.

The rain sprinklers were rattling, and Tang Yue was unaware of the room.

Wei Yan remembered little by little, and she sneered and burst into tears.

She remembered that in 1911, the letter flew to the northeast, and the black and white words were like mud cows entering the sea, without a little wave. Ever since he had brought the woman home that night, she had not understood. Disappointed and desperate, he ran back to the courtyard in the alley alone. Later, I heard that the woman was gone, and he also returned to the Northeast. Wei Yan felt a little throbbing in her heart, hoping that it would change her mind.

After all, they really had half a year of happy time. Guan Shanyue takes good care of her, and she is gentle and delicate in her bones.

From the spring breeze to the autumn moon.

Now winter is coming.

Wei Yan suddenly felt so tired, she was trembling alone, and her chest was trembling and aching. As in the three years of Xuantong, she was exhausted.

only to find out that Tang Yue had been lying to her in the past few days. Why did he hesitate to say what had happened, because he didn't know at all!

What happened later, three years later?

Emotions wet my thoughts.

Wei Yan remembered.

A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

After two years without news, in 1913, Guan Shanyue came to Peking again. He found her, took her hand and said sorry. Because of the grievances of his ancestors, Guan Shanyue's parents were at odds, and his mother once shot to kill his father, but later hanged himself. So if the water is three thousand, he won't take a scoop.

However, Wei Yan's gentleness and thoughtfulness covered a cold stone, and his heart gradually melted softly.

Later, the two released their previous suspicions and reconciled as before.

At that time, Yuan Shikai monitored Guan Shanyue, did not trust him, was afraid of the military power in the hands of the Guan family, and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him. He indulged in being with Wei Yan every day, from day to night. Coffee, red wine and pearl cheongsam. The two went in and out as a pair and became a couple. And Yuan Shikai gradually relaxed his vigilance, thinking that Guan Shanyue was just a gentleman. Guan Shanyue's father always thought that the two were acting on the spot and did not intervene.

Until Guan Shanyue said that he was going to marry her.

Father Guan was furious.

How could the dignified general's mansion marry a singer to come in.

It's okay to say it if it's his wife, but Guan Shanyue insists that Wei Yan is his wife.

Since then, he broke with the Guan family.

The two spent more than a year of idle days in Beiping, as they had just met, playing the piano and singing during the day, and touring the mountains and rivers. It's just that in the middle of the night, in the secret letters that come and go, the great cause of the family and the country and the unity of the nation are discussed.

Until one day, Guan Shanyue received a letter, a letter from his father. Wei Yan will never forget what he looked like back then. Standing in the shadows, the oil lamp flickering. His brows are furrowed, and his eyes are firm. She looked at his tall arms and thought something big was coming. I wanted to rub his eyebrows and caress his back. It was so cold that night that her body shivered.

She didn't know the contents of the letter, and she didn't open her mouth to test it.

I saw that his gaze became more and more gloomy, so that she could not struggle, and could only drown in it gradually. Guan Shanyue sat alone in the study, silent, and let her go back to the house to sleep by herself. Wei Yan was reluctant, he was angry at her for the first time, forbearing, deep, faint, but full of affection.

Her eyes burned Wei Yan's pale face, and she trembled a little with fright at the figure in the white moonlight.

That night, he asked Wei Yan to do him a favor......

After a year of being monitored, he completely left Beiping.

So later, he left her and returned to the Northeast.

Memories filled Wei Yan's brain messily, swelling and exploding...... Brilliant in the air like fireworks, fleeting. She remembered about Guan Shanyue and Tang Yue. The unforgettable memories of the previous life, pouring blood, hot like tears, flowing from the tip of the heart to the fingertips.

Cold and hot.

She couldn't listen to a word of the guests on TV.

Tang Yue came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, and saw Wei Yan's eyes red and tears streaming down her face. She slowly looked up at Tang Yue, facing his familiar and unfamiliar look.

"You're not Guan Shanyue......" she said suddenly.

Tang Yue's expression suddenly tensed, and he said, "I'm not." ”

"Who are you?" Wei Yan asked.

He shook his head. He didn't know who he was? He was Tang Yue, or was he Guan Shanyue's reincarnation? He had checked the information, and he and Guan Shanyue were two completely different people. Guan Shanyue was a warlord in the northeast at that time, an outstanding military leader, and fought for the reunification of the country all his life. Although the two of them look alike, Guan Shanyue's eyes are gloomy and cold, there is forbearance in perseverance, and joy and anger are invisible. It seems like you'll never be able to guess what he's thinking.

And he is a small policeman, in peacetime, without worrying about food and clothing. is responsible for the safety and stability of this one-third of an acre of land, and is an ordinary person.

Tang Yue's whole body tightened, and he looked at Wei Yan with a cold face at a loss.

"You're lying to me! you're not him!" she stood up, angry, complaining.

Wei Yan asked, "Where did he go?"

"He's dead. ”

Tang Yue checked that he was killed in an explosion, but he was not buried in the northeast, but was transported to Beiping, next to a mountain forest.

Wei Yan suddenly felt that she was in extreme pain, unable to breathe, and difficult to heal.

Towards the end of the TV program, the guest said: "After Guan Shanyue's death, the Beiyang government built a mausoleum for him in the northwest of Beijing. If you want to see the audience, you can go to the ......"

That's the only thing she heard.

Outside the window, it was raining heavily, crackling on the floor-to-ceiling windows. Lightning and thunder roared in the distance, lighting up the sky. She stood stunned, tears streaming from her eyes. The people she admires these days, the people she is attached to, are not the people she loves. It's just a similar shell, with no memories of the past, and I don't love her.

And the person who loved her has completely disappeared from the world.

Tang Yue stood in place, he wanted to wipe away the tears that had not yet dried for her.

He said softly and apologetically, "I'm sorry." ”

The voice was low, but full of helplessness.

He wanted to hold Wei Yan, and the two of them talked quietly, but she threw them away. The momentum in his eyes returned, just like when the two first met. She picked up Tang Yue, who was blocking in front of her, and walked out of the door with her bag in three or two steps. Tang Yue wanted to catch it, but he threw himself into the air. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked at Wei Yan's resolute back.

"Where are you going!"

She didn't speak.