So, my eldest brother tried to explain to me in a more concise and clear way: "China is now an eventful time, so everyone only pays attention to the direction of the war, but no one pays attention to the construction of the country. But when there is no war left to fight one day, those who are idle will find that domestic construction is really full of loopholes. In particular, the domestic judicial system is far from perfect. A country that is in ruins will inevitably face all kinds of unimaginable emergencies, and there is no way to put an end to the actions of some people, so justice is particularly important. ”

I said in an exaggerated tone of sudden realization: "My God, you have thought so far! The future judicial justice of the Republic of China depends on you! "I patted my eldest brother on the shoulder boldly, but my heart was not a taste at all, and regardless of whether his current work is as important as the country and the people, it has always been his dream to be able to study abroad. I know that he has prepared the relevant materials to apply to Harvard University, and even when he sent his second brother on the ship, the eldest brother promised him that he would definitely go to the United States to study with him after graduation.

The eldest brother's bold words are nothing more than two meanings, one is to comfort everyone, and the other is to convince himself, but after all, they are all deeply helpless.

Separated from the ends of the world, it will take at least a month or two for my porcelain to be sent across the ocean to Mislin's hands. Seeing that it would be too late to send me a gift, I suddenly felt that this gift was a little lighter, not enough to express my long-lasting friendship with my best friend. I thought about it and finally decided to follow Mislin's example and send her a small photo of myself. Out of fear of war and fear for the future, I really felt that Mislin and I would not see each other for a long, long time, and this photo should be a reminder for her.

I thought about it, and I took it seriously. It was a small photo studio in the Japanese Concession, not famous and inconspicuous, but the unadorned wooden porch storefront and the flowers blooming in the small flower garden in front of the door hit the softest part of my heart, and made me make up my mind in an instant, this is it!

The owner of the photo studio hung a string of wind chimes on the porch, and when he pushed the door in, it emitted a series of crisp and pleasant sounds. There was only one light in the hall, and the light was a little dim. When my host saw me, he said, "Welcome," and then fell into a long silence.

I took a few steps closer to him, and by the flickering light I finally figured out the source of the silence - the man in front of me in a white shirt and overalls and an English hat turned out to be an old acquaintance! Truth be told, it's impossible not to be shocked. But thinking about it carefully, given that the object is Gu Zuoyan, who is always elusive, it seems logical again.

Before I had time to sort out the countless questions, Gu Zuoyan had already taken the initiative to break the silence: "Senior Sister Huiran, don't come unharmed." ”

He held out his hand, and I shook his hand with no reason to refuse. These hands, in my impression, should be the hands of a pampered scholar, smooth, slender, and as wonderful as green onions. But in fact, this is not the case, the hands are well-jointed, the green tendons are prominent, the grip is huge, and most importantly, there is a rough touch, the calluses on the index finger and thumb, my skin is a little painful to the touch. I remembered the reasoning I had learned in Sherlock Holmes, and suddenly realized that his palms were only the result of years of training, and the position of the callus was so strange that it must not be held with a pen, but with a gun!

I was shocked by my own thoughts, and the outstretched hand involuntarily shrank and broke free from Gu Zuoyan's palm.

However, he didn't seem to feel the rustiness and resistance implied by this action, but just smiled at me gently like most of the time: "Why, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I don't remember me as a senior anymore?" ”

He smiled like this, and instantly drove away the fear and alienation in my heart, and I thought a little weakly that the thought I had just now was probably a "victim paranoia" attack, and I can't say that the hand that often holds the camera will have the same problem?! I answered him honestly: "You have disappeared for so long, and no one knows whether you are dead or alive, or where you are." Since I met you on Halloween, a series of changes have happened around me, what kind of attitude do you think I should have?! ”

Gu Zuoyan tilted his head, looking deaf: "Hmm? Tell me, why did I hurt you so badly? ”

"Don't you know how miserable I am! As soon as I saw you that day, everything turned out to be bizarre. First of all, Wei February was inexplicably angry with your friend and ran away. When I woke up the next day, I found that someone was dead at the party. Wei February's and I left at the right time, so we were inevitably targeted by the people of the Central Union. ”

I stared at Gu Zuoyan tightly with a gaze that wanted to break his body to pieces: "Do you think I was miserable by you?" ”

After hearing this, Gu Zuoyan spread his hands and laughed: "Senior Sister Zhu Huiran, you are really 'a crime that you want to add, why bother with it'!" I don't admit any of your accusations. First of all, what did classmate Wei and my friend say to me, and secondly, even if someone died at the scene, and it was not my hand, how could it be counted on my head? The most important thing is that I am also a victim, not to mention you, I was also chased by the Central Union to the ends of the earth, I didn't complain, you cried and complained. ”

I was dumbfounded by what he said, but I wasn't completely convinced. I looked around mysteriously a few times before I whispered, "Gu Zuoyan, tell me honestly, you won't be a communist, right?" Otherwise, how can you slip away faster than a rabbit when something happens? ”

Gu Zuoyan bent down, his face almost touching the tip of my nose: "If you don't hide far away when you encounter this kind of thing, are you waiting for them to catch me, do you think I'm stupid!" ”

I tried to prove that my guess was not unfounded: "Then why did you suddenly become a photographer, isn't that what secret agents or spies often write about in novels do?" Suddenly changed identity and lived under another name? And since you left, the people associated with you have disappeared, just like the man you saw on Halloween and the wealthy Shi Yizhi, who no one has seen since then. ”