Chapter 333: The Night Silence Deepens and Expresses His Heart

Season summer nights. North China and Western Hebei Region. It was dark.

Shuihe Village. The backyard of the compound where the health team of the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment was stationed. The office and dormitory of the deputy head of the health team, the leader of the party group, and the head nurse of Gülenland.

Fang Jiren looked at Glenland's delicate and beautiful face, and heard her honest and honest emotional outpouring, his mind exploded, and he suddenly didn't know whether he was happy or sad, or not happy or sad, or even no joy or sadness. Suddenly, Francis felt that Glenland's emotional outpouring at this moment, here and here, seemed a little abrupt and out of place, against the stupidity of the times. In fact, Francis had no idea about Glenland's past and her tragic emotional experience.

A few years ago, when the 22-year-old was in her fourth year of college, she established a romantic relationship with her senior, who was less than five years older than her, and later became a teaching assistant. However, it is regrettable and unfortunate that Gülen's senior fiancé and revolutionary leader died heroically in the fierce battle while participating in the reconnaissance and destruction of the Japanese army's secret biological and chemical weapons research and development base in the suburbs of Shanghai, completely destroying the beautiful plan they had agreed to marry Gülen a year after graduation. Heartbroken, grief-stricken, and nearly broken, Glenland survived the months of misery.

After graduating, through the contact arrangement of the underground party organization, Gülen left Shanghai, the sad place that completely destroyed his first love and love, and secretly went to Peking Union Medical College Hospital for an internship. A year later, under the arrangement of the party organization, he went to Yan'an to join the Eighth Route Army.

Before I came to the medical team of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army, before I met Fang Jiren, I heard a lot about Fang Jiren's legendary heroic deeds of wisdom and bravery, martial arts, one to ten, birth to death, and heroic killing of the enemy. However, when Glenland met Francis for the first time, he was very surprised and shocked. Because Francis is very similar to the fiancé who has died in Gülenland, they are both handsome in appearance, similar in age, the same height and figure, extremely similar in voice, accent and walking posture, all of them are like a person. Coincidentally, these two men are both from Hebei. The slight difference is that Glenland's senior fiancé is weaker and more elegant, while Francis is more capable and strong, and compared with the two, Glenland naturally prefers Francis. During her short tenure in the health team, Glenland learned more about Francis in a comprehensive and in-depth way, and was completely impressed by his profound theoretical knowledge of Chinese and Western medicine and his superb medical skills, which also made her admire. Getting along day and night and unconsciously, Francis's position in Gülen's heart gradually replaced the senior fiancé of the eternal separation of heaven and man, yin and yang, and slowly dispelled the sad block that weighed on Gülen's heart, and then filled with fresh and brilliant sunshine, and at the same time touched Gülen's depressed, silent, numb and closed heart, activated her yearning and pursuit of a better life, and prompted her almost dry and dry heart to regain joy and quietly because of Francis's arrival.

Glenland can dedicate himself to the revolution and die for the resistance against Japan. At the same time, she also has a little woman complex of beautiful women who love heroes, and revolutionary heroism and revolutionary romanticism coexist in her heart. It shows that a communist and a soldier of the Eighth Route Army cherished his only one life in the cruel war, yearned for a better life in the future, and was reluctant to give up his precious life. After losing his first love and the first person he loved, in the process of the cruel war and in the days of life and death, Gülenland cherished the sunrise and sunset every day, and cherished every comrade-in-arms around him who got along day and night, and shared life and death, and also tried to find like-minded revolutionary partners, move forward hand in hand, and jointly complete the unfinished legacy of the martyrs.

Glenland's past experiences and thoughts at this time were completely unknown to Francis.

When Franciscan and Glenland met in such an awkward and unexpected situation in the deeper silence of the night, Glenland could not accept what or how Francis explained for a while, but she had no choice but to accept it. After thinking about it and weighing it repeatedly, Glenland sincerely poured out the thoughts that sprouted from the bottom of her heart.

Francis's mind was confused, his thoughts paused, and he was speechless and silent.

"Jiren, why don't you answer me?" Glenland asked softly.

"Huh? Yes. Comrade Glenland, I can't promise you, not because I don't want to, but because in a cruel war, I can be glorious at any time, and it will cause you great harm, which is irresponsible. Francis declined to explain.

"Jiren, these things you said are inevitable, I know them all, and I understand them. However, this is not a reason for you to reject me. Isn't it true that people in war are not in love and not married? There is no such reason. Jiren, no matter what you say? No matter what you say? Today, now, if you don't promise me, I will never let you go. After dawn, please come over and tell me how to redefine the relationship between you and me. After saying that, Glenland sat up, stretched out her slender arms and hugged Francis tightly, and snuggled up to Francis in his arms delicately.

"Huh? You want to ask the head of the regiment to come and say, this? How can this work? No, no, no. Francis objected with heat and sweat.

"Jiren, what do you say you should do? It's already like this, you and I are like this, there has to be a solution to the problem, right? ”

Doodle, doot, doodle. Outside the house, there were three short cricket calls.

Fang Jiren knew that this was a signal from Meng Dakui, who was hiding outside the back wall as a guard.

Toot toot, toot – Francis responded to two short and one long signals.

Fang Jiren looked down at Glenland who was snuggled in his arms and shook his head helplessly, he knew that it seemed that it would not work or leave if he didn't agree to Glenland now, and it would be even more difficult to delay it with such a heavy heart, which would affect the implementation of the follow-up tasks. So, after thinking about it, he said:

"Okay. Comrade Glenland, I can promise you and accept you. However, after I have killed all the little Japanese devils and won the Anti-Japanese War, we will talk about whether to combine or not. You think that's always going to work, right? Francis said as he picked up a gray cloth sheet and put it over Glenlan's body.

"No, I can't. Jiren, since you promised me and accepted me, then we will only limit you to the completion of this mission, and I will wait for your triumphant victory safe and sound, unscathed, I believe it will be like this, and then we will report to the head of the regiment to apply for marriage. ”

"Huh? Comrade Glenland, why so fast? In such a hurry? ”

"Jiren, when the two of us are alone together in the future, you have to call me Lan Lan. Call it by name, remember. ”

"Huh? Uh-huh. Comrade Glenland, Lanlan, get dressed quickly, I have something very important to tell you, hurry up. Francis gently pushed away Glenland, who was nestled in his arms, got up and left, and sat down at the three-drawer table on the east side of the room.

After a while, Glenland lifted the white cloth curtain, walked to Francis and sat down neatly, holding a piece of white cloth in his right hand and gently wiping the sweat on Francis's face, and said:

"Jiren, what's the important matter? Just say it. ”

"Alas—" Francis, who was in a heavy mood, let out a long sigh.