He lowered his head, the broad brim of his hat obscuring the glint in his eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe fine white skin was wrapped around his eyebrow bone, and he was stunned to reveal a gentle rebelliousness that was different from the past. Raising his eyebrows slightly, he looked at the list in the hand of the woman in front of him, and his clean and clear voice slowly came out of his throat, like a British prince drinking afternoon tea, with a unique charm in the end rhyme.

"I didn't come here from North China to pick up a little girl."

"It's a protracted war in North China, and you can't make the most of it there. The organization transferred you here in the hope that you can cooperate with the Buddha shrine and sharpen your pride. ”

The woman's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and she did things with the doctor's unique coolness, and gave the man an order without hesitation: "It's done, don't shirk it." In my capacity as the leader of the Shanghai Action Group, I order you to take the shrine back to China safely, and not to make any mistakes. ”

The man frowned, he took the list, shook it a few times and put it on the table, knocked on the table with his fingers, and said in a deep voice: "What about my patients?" Chahe, they are all my patients, and I have no reason to leave them alone now. ”

When it comes to work, the man's eyes seem to be a circle of light, indescribably bright.

The corners of Cha He's eyes were slightly raised, they were standard Danfeng eyes, and she buried a shallow sneer as if she had heard a joke: "Every time you say something like this, please think about the environment you are in." The place where you work is a hospital, not a war zone, and there are doctors everywhere, and without you, there will be the next person who is more skilled than you to take over. Chaban, remember who you are, you are now my younger brother. ”

It's not the man who made the North Chinese people turn their backs.

Xu is Chahe's slight sneer made Chaban a little tired, he pinched his eyebrows, a little tired: "I'm sorry, I didn't adjust." ”

Cha He was very satisfied that her words had more or less worked on this somewhat proud man, and she was inconvenient to stay longer, so she got up and went out of the house with her satchel.

The rest of Chaban lay on his back on the sofa alone, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Yesterday's assassination was so loud that the Shanghai town guard personally brought troops over to inspect him, and he was almost exposed, but fortunately he had prepared a rope on the small balcony in advance, otherwise he really didn't know how to escape from such a high place.

I thought I could sleep well today, after all, after a few days of continuous action, the Shanghai guards have stepped up patrols and searches of Shanghai neighborhoods, and he is really no longer suitable to show up. However, who would have thought that on the first day he went home to rest, he was assigned a reception task, and the other party heard that he was still a little girl.

But this code name is so familiar to him, I heard that it is a comrade who joined the camp in the same year as him.

Buddhist shrine, a student of the Soviet Union, a book of Marxist theory is very familiar. Proficient in eight foreign languages, the best of which is English, Russian, Japanese and French, in 1921 when the lone wolf entered China, at the same time returned from the Soviet Union, joined the North China camp, has been busy with the Japanese army and work against the dark forces of the Japanese army. He was the one who fought against the Beiyang warlords on the North China side, so he had always heard of her but never worked together. He has a calm temperament, accurate marksmanship, and is good at sniping.

Cha Ban recalled in his mind his understanding of the information of the Buddhist shrine, and suddenly found that this little girl was really not small.

"That's a problem."

He opened his eyes, the water rippling, and there was hidden interest in his eyes.

The advent of the Buddha shrine is like the political commissar next to the commander, and he will definitely be disturbed if he wants to kill wherever he wants. But he believes that no matter how powerful she is, she is just a little girl after all.

Shanghai Railway Station.

Lu Yuhui wore a veil on her head, and the white gauze covered half of her face, burying the delicate face under the net under the autumn wind.

The crisp autumn of August has just begun.

She twisted the sourness of her neck, squinted comfortably when she heard a crisp sound, and looked around at the crowd. There are many pedestrians, most of them in a hurry, and there are also many lovers, family members, and friends who come to hug and cry.

And himself, it seems a little out of place here.

While thinking about it, someone stopped in front of her, she raised her eyes, and she saw a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, as if she was holding spring water, and there was a different kind of tenderness between her eyebrows.

"In this world, I am a stranger."

When he slowly read out this sentence in a clear tone, Lu Yuhui knew that his eyes were a little blurry.

She blinked, bent slightly, like a crescent moon.

"I'm a stranger. Being in my homeland, lonely and lonely, painful and embarrassing, but it makes me miss the mysterious hometown I don't know forever, and I can't help but burn my immortal soul for her. She spoke, surprisingly calm. The eyes are calm, and the eyebrows are closed.

"Hello, I'm Chaban." Your partner, Guanyin.

"Hello, I'm Lu Yuhui." Your comrade, the shrine.

Holding hands together is excitement and a secret contest.

Far from his homeland, Gibran wrote this poem in sorrow, but he crossed the sea, so that more people were impressed by him and sighed at his talent.

His exact words were like this: In this world, I am a stranger. I am a stranger, far from my homeland, lonely, lonely, miserable and embarrassed. But it makes me miss the mysterious homeland I don't know forever, and makes my dreams appear the shadow of a distant homeland that I can't see.

But for the joint code, the original sentence may not be too simple, but the complex communication will inevitably attract the attention of others. So after thinking about it, Cha He decided to use the method of changing sentences. This is hard for Chaban, he has never liked these sad sentences, he only likes to do practical things.

Cha Ban took the box in Lu Yuhui's hand, his eyebrows were sassy, and he teased: "Miss Lu, don't be like this in the future, I have had a headache with these sentences since I was a child." ”

Lu Yuhui was noncommittal, she also memorized this sentence, her chest was a little panicked, and she nodded thoughtfully, "Next time, I have to tell them a different way, we are not them who dare to be bitter." ”

But he also wrote this sentence well. If you think about it carefully, you can also feel a little bit of the same feelings as us. The building will fall, and there will be no eggs? Lu Yuhui tightened her leather gloves and smiled sideways.

Chaban chuckled, his Adam's apple slid on his porcelain-like skin, "Miss Lu really finished her studies?" ”

The irony is self-evident.

People on the street are discussing state affairs, and they are really not afraid of being caught in the patrol room for surgery?

Lu Yuhui's eyes darkened, he reached out and put his hand on the arm on Chaban's side, leaned over and bit his ear: "Don't worry, I haven't graduated, you'll know later." ”

After saying that, she took off her hand and spun around in front of him, which was exactly what a girl of this age should look like.

Bright and sunny, lively and lovely.

That's enough. Chaban came back to his senses from his actions just now, squinted at the woman with the sun on her back, and was in a trance.

It seems that many years ago, there was such a girl, who smiled slightly at herself, and her face was hazy.