Wan Chun looked back and couldn't believe it: "Why are you here?" ”

Her tears still hung on her eyelashes and trembled slightly, like her fluttering heartstrings.

Rong Shaotang looked at her softly and helplessly, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said: "I have heard about the affairs of your house, and I really regret the misfortune of Mr. Li from the bottom of my heart." I'm afraid of you...... If there is any more accident, I will come to see you. ”

Wan Chun wiped away the tears, looked at him in a half-worn robe, as if hiding people's eyes, and said unconsciously: "It's good that you have this heart, you don't need to come in person." ”

It's like a pot of porridge outside, and she really can't stand the other wind and rain.

Rong Shaotang didn't know his concerns, as the commander of the southern country, he naturally didn't want to come with great fanfare, so he disguised himself a little and blended into the crowd of condolences.

When he came, he thought of countless words to comfort her, but now the people who saw her in person couldn't say anything, and there was only a trace of pity and empathy in his heart.

He subconsciously shook Wanchun's hand, her hand was as cold as jade, and slowly curled up into a ball in his palm.

For many days, Wanchun has looked glamorous on the outside, but behind the scenes, she doesn't know how much pain she has suffered, and it is only for the sake of this family that she has survived so far.

Although Rong Shaotang didn't say a word, his arrival was like a gust of spring breeze, blowing away ice water, Wanchun's nose was sour, and he couldn't help but throw himself into his arms and whimpered and cried.

She seemed to have a lot to say, but when she saw him, she didn't know where to start.

Rong Shaotang patted her back and sighed slightly. Out of the corner of his eye, he passed through the gazebo, and suddenly remembered some old things from a long time ago.

At that time, the Li family was also full of vegetarian food, he pretended to be a follower, and came to pay tribute to Li Lanfeng with Gu Wei, and it was here that he saw Wanchun like Su Yue.

At that time, she had not yet married him, and she was not beside him, but the fifth young master of the Zhang family who had just walked out.

Who would have thought that after a circle, the two of them finally came together.

Rong Shaotang was very sad in his heart, and waited until Wanchun cried before he said: "The Si people have passed away, but the living people still have to live well." Cheer up, you still have me. ”

"Hmm."

Wan Chun choked and nodded, she had been strong in front of people for a long time, and she almost forgot that she still had someone to rely on.

The slender hand tightly grasped Rong Shaotang's clothes, Wan Chun raised his head and looked at him and said, "But someone is following you?" ”

Rong Shaotang said: "For fear of provoking people's eyes, I only brought three or two followers." ”

Wanchun said: "I am very relieved that you can come to see me, but now it is not suitable to stay in the north for a long time, it is better for you to withdraw and go back as soon as possible." ”

"I know, you don't have to worry about me." Rong Shaotang smiled, tidied up the few strands of hair that Wanchun had scattered, and said, "I feel much more relieved to see that you are well." It's just that I heard that the Japanese army has occupied the port of Tianjin, and Tianjin is only a stone's throw away from the old capital, according to this momentum, I am afraid that the old capital will not be able to keep it sooner or later, you ...... But what are the plans? ”

Are you going to do it?

Wan Chun lowered his eyes for a long time before he calmed down and said: "Before my grandfather died, he asked me to take my mother and them out of the old capital, but the foundation of our Li family is in the old capital, and we have to think about it in the long run." Fortunately, my sister is safe in Shanghai, and if she wants to, I would like to persuade my mother and brothers to go to Shanghai. ”

Rong Shaotang nodded: "Shanghai is also a good place to go," he paused for a moment, and then said, "Actually, Nanjing is also very good, if you don't like it, it's better for me to go back to Nanjing." ”

His eyes were eager, and it was evident that this statement had been pondering in his mind for a long time.

If in the past, Wan Chun would have rejected him without thinking about it, but now that she saw his sincerity, it was not easy to refuse, and after thinking about it, she said: "This must also be discussed with my mother before I can make a decision." ”

Rong Shaotang smiled, knowing that she didn't reject her, but he didn't say anything.

Because of the many affairs recently, he was finally able to withdraw to the old capital, see Wanchun, and accumulate many days of thoughts, which are like flowing water at this moment, bubbling in his heart.

Holding Wan Chun's hand again and again, Rong Shaotang was about to say something, but Wan Chun suddenly signaled him to silence, and heard a sound of footsteps outside the wall, mixed with a few human voices, which went straight into the pavilion.

Wan Chun frowned, and couldn't help but look at Rong Shaotang and said, "It's Pinglu and they came to me, ...... You'd better go back first. ”

Rong Shaotang also frowned lightly with her, he was not very upright this time, and because he was divorced from Wanchun, he didn't even have the identity of a serious memorial, and he knew that it was not good for people to bump into him, so he had to endure the words, stretched out his hand and hugged Wanchun fiercely and said, "I'll come to see you in two days." Then he turned around and walked away from the other end of the pavilion.

Wan Chun stood in place, watching his back disappear at the screen door, Fang turned around and walked over from the Moon Cave Gate to meet the sound.

It was Pinglu who came, with a woman dressed in white and plain face, and greeted Wanchun from afar: "Fourth Miss, look, who is here?" ”

Wan Chun stepped closer, looked at the woman behind her carefully, and was taken aback for a moment and said, "Mu Yan? Mu Yan, is it really you? ”

Chao Muyan walked over behind Pinglu, also looked at Wanchun, nodded back to her, and said, "It's me, Wanchun." ”

Wan Chun hurriedly stepped forward to hold her hand, thinking about it for a long time, she didn't expect to be able to meet Mu Yan again in this life, she cried and laughed for a while: "Where have you been all these years?" I didn't leave us a word, Zhou Xiang and I ......" As soon as she thought of this, she suddenly remembered that Zhou Xiang was no longer there, and she choked up and couldn't continue.

Mu Yan was also very sad in her heart, she had moved to the Northeast with her parents because she had avoided Ji Yuan's entanglement. It was also by chance that after self-study of medicine with her grandfather, Mr. Chao, in the Northeast, she devoted herself to the cause of medicine and worked as a doctor in a national hospital. When the war in the northeast was raging and there were many wounded in various places, the doctors and nurses in their hospital spontaneously went to the front line to treat the wounded.

During a rescue, she learned that Ji Yuan led the troops into the enemy's encirclement, and was later discovered by the defenders of Huludao and rescued back to the camp, which happened to be healed by her hands.

When Ji Yuan woke up and went crazy to find Zhou Xiang, she learned that Zhou Xiang was also unfortunately killed.

Later, the news came that Li Chengxu had died in Tianjin Port.

She and Zhou Xiang Wanchun are classmates in high school and classmates in college, and their feelings are naturally deeper than others.

Neither of them expected that when they met again, it would be such a thing, Wan Chun took Mu Yan's hand and took her to hang Zhou Xiang.

Thinking that Ji Yuan still didn't know what the situation was going on, Mu Yan said, "I wonder if the third young master has ever looked for a doctor after returning home?" ”

Wan Chun said: "I have already looked for Mr. Fred, but he said that the wound on the third brother's leg delayed the best time for treatment, but I am afraid that it will not be cured." ”