Just after midsummer, the air was still scorching, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, the temperature finally dropped a little. The hot sunlight sprinkled down like golden threads, and the air was more comfortable.

Yang Jinxin carried the burden, covered with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, walked quickly through the narrow alley, turned to the lively Shunde Street, refused the invitation of the rickshaw driver, Yang Jinxin half walked and half ran to the "rose garden".

When you arrive at the "Rose Garden", it is neither early nor late. Some beautiful women, with heavy makeup, got off the car one after another, all wearing colorful cheongsams and wrapping their soft and slender waists, and walked into the gate of the "Rose Garden" step by step, creating a beautiful scenery.

They are all dancers in the "Rose Garden", and those with outstanding appearance will be raised outside by rich people, and those who are a little more lucky will be carried into the door as aunts.

Yang Jinxin stood across the street from afar, looking at the flowers in front of the "Rose Garden", she rarely came at this point in time on weekdays, and her sister always warned her that there were all kinds of insecurity here.

However, the strong flavor of the Republic of China here also deeply attracted her, an outsider who had no intention of intruding from time and space.

It was indeed not early, her sick mother was still waiting for her at home, and Yang Jinxin crossed the road and went to the "rose garden".

She walked through the side alley until she reached the end, and then turned a corner before stopping in front of a small vermilion door.

After knocking several times in a row, the door opened from the inside, she nodded to the pockmark who opened the door, and walked in, every time she came to the rose garden, she entered through this back door, and this person was also ready early.

Yang Jinxin familiarly entered the actor's dressing room from the backyard, since a year ago, Yang Jinhuan became popular, she has her own independent dressing room.

Now, Yang Jinhuan is preparing for the stage in the dressing room. Her appearance follows her mother, with a small melon seed face, white skin like snow, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, smiling and pretty, a bright red cheongsam wrapping the delicate body, with delicate makeup on her face, and the whole person is so gorgeous that people can't take their eyes off.

Seeing Yang Jinxin's flattering smile, Yang Jinhuan glanced at her with a light smile, with reproach in his words.

"Let you send it to my apartment earlier, you want to come here at this time, it's not good for people to come and go." The voice is sweet and soft, and it will make people sweet for a long time when it hits the heart.

Yang Jinxin grinned, put the burden on the table, and wrapped her arms around her arms with both hands, "I want to hear my sister sing a new song on stage, my sister is a big star, if you don't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha, how can anyone embarrass me!" ”

Whenever she hears her sister go out of her way to praise herself, Yang Jinhuan feels warm from the inside out. She hid her family from her family at the age of fifteen, but she didn't want to, she hid from her mother, but she didn't hide from her sister, who was only thirteen years old. In the past three years, my sister has lied to her mother with her, and she has never looked down on her as a dancer, giving her the warmth from her family, which is the clear spring that she can pick up when she turns around in the dust.

In front of her, it was Yang Jinxin's bright smiling face, Yang Jinhuan thought of this, and couldn't help but sigh lightly and pinch the tip of her beautiful nose.

"As far as you can speak, you are a big girl, a good girl in our family, you should come to this kind of place less, do you know!" Yang Jinhuan paused, and started the cliché again, "In a few years, my sister will send you to study abroad." ”

Yang Jinxin knew that this was her sister's wish all along, and every time she smiled and nodded, "Wow, when the time comes, my sister and I will take our mother, and our family will go to settle abroad!" ”

This is what Yang Jinxin wishes and has been working hard for. Although the history of this Republic of China is different from the history of the previous life, it is still a country surrounded by foreign powers, the World War II in the previous life is coming, and the world is not peaceful now, no one knows better than her in the history of the previous life, the purgatory-like Jinling City, going abroad is the only way to avoid that disaster.

A knock on the door interrupted Yang Jinxin's train of thought, and the waiter in the rose garden bowed down and pushed the door open.

"Miss Lily, the four young ones are here!" Lily is the name of my sister's flower in the rose garden.

Yang Jinhuan's face was obviously happy, and there was a charming shyness in his eyes, Yang Jinxin looked at his sister's demeanor of being hit by the god of love, and asked in surprise.

"What four less?"

Yang Jinhuan only blindly removed the burden on the table and said perfunctorily.

"It's just that the guests in the garden often come to listen to the songs, show me the dress you said......"

The more my sister wants to cover up her appearance, the more suspicious Yang Jinxin becomes, my sister once said that she is used to seeing every scene in the happy scene, who has such a great charm and captured her heart.

Yang Jinhuan obviously didn't want to say more, and Yang Jinxin had to let her say it and help her put on the newly made dress.

This is specially made by Yang Jinxin for his sister, the whole body is light water blue, the right shoulder is exposed to the collarbone, Yang Jinxin has been looking for a long time light yarn, layer by layer to make a long swing that mops the floor, the light yarn is dotted with flowers, gorgeous roses, adding a beautiful color to the beautiful blue.

……

The stage darkened, and a bright light hit Yang Jinhuan, and as she walked from the darkness to the front desk, the yellow light shone on her body, giving her a hazy beauty.

Yang Jinxin hid in the dark corner of the backstage, looking at her beautiful sister, her waist swaying lightly, and her ethereal and soft voice was singing in a low voice.

She is an elf born for the stage, on the stage, she has faded away the charm of the wind and dust and glitz shrouded in her, exuding compelling confidence from the inside out, and her smile attracts everyone's attention.

Yang Jinxin saw her sister in a chic long dress, which attracted the amazing attention of the audience, and went to the dressing room proudly.

Walking through the narrow corridor, I saw a seductive woman wearing a bright gold cheongsam and holding a feather fan, leaning against the wall.

Yang Jinxin had a beautiful smile on her face, "Sister Lilac is good!" ”

Lilac chuckled and twisted her waist to walk in front of her, her feather fan gently supporting her small chin, and her bright face was full of ambiguous and seductive smiles.

"Your good days are coming, you know?"

Yang Jinxin's dark eyes flashed slightly, and he looked ignorant, "Sister Lilac, what does this mean?" ”

"You don't know yet, during this time, your sister and the fourth young master of the Jiangnan Overseer's Mansion are called a hot one!" Lilac said, shaking her shoulders exaggeratedly, her slender arms resting softly on her shoulders, her red lips close to her ears.

"Everyone says that the identity of this aunt's wife can't run away!" After saying that, he twisted his body and left.

Yang Jinxin rubbed her nose, the three words "Qin Sishao" were spinning in her mind, when did my sister get involved with that warlord and young marshal?

Just last winter, Qin Yufan, the military chief of the southern government, was killed in a car accident, and his only son, Qin Muyang, was ordered to take over his father's class and became the new military chief.

This fourth young master, who is known as a nickname, has not changed his previous style in the slightest, going in and out of the dance hall and theater all day long, crawling and rolling in the happy scene, without a trace of military blood.

This is also the reason why Yang Jinxin only wants to go abroad for refuge, she doesn't expect this kind of son-in-law to have a sense of responsibility to protect her family and defend the country.

Yang Jinxin, who was immersed in his own world, lowered his head and walked into the dressing room, and bumped into the waiter who was coming out of the dressing room.

She exclaimed, and was about to fall, but the waiter, with his eyes quickly helped her, and Yang Jinxin grabbed his strong arm with his backhand.

A cold sense of fear invaded for no reason, and she took a deep breath strangely and looked at the person, a plain-looking, unobtrusive face.

"Thank you...... Thank! This expressionless face, looking straight over, Yang Jinxin only felt that the cold air was getting heavier and heavier, and he shivered.

The waiter didn't react, but quickly let go of her and walked out with the other three. The air around him immediately became extremely hot again, Yang Jinxin tugged at the placket on his chest, and the terrifying palpitations just now had not yet dissipated.

This man is strange!

Yang Jinxin stared at the four people marching in front of him, and the ghost made a fool to follow.

In the dance hall, Yang Jinhuan's performance had ended, and the four of them quickly dispersed and blended into the crowd. In the collision of the crowd, the man's back actually showed a jet-black rifle butt.

Yang Jinxin secretly screamed, "Suffered", anxiously searching for her sister's figure, she looked up, outside a box on the second floor, two soldiers in uniform were particularly conspicuous.

However, the waiter who had been following him just now walked towards the box with a silver plate in his hand, thinking that his sister was very likely to be in that box, Yang Jinxin was scared into a cold sweat.

It's too late!

She quickly peeled through the crowd and rushed to the stage, dragging the microphone past her, her voice clear and hurried.

"There are assassins!"

Her nervous and shrill voice spread out through the megaphone, the piercing gunshots rang out, the screams rang out one after another, the crowd poured towards the door, and the ballroom was in chaos. Yang Jinxin was in the crowd, bent on her waist, holding her head, and rushed to the second floor, she had to find her sister.

The sound of gunshots kept ringing in his ears, as if he could hear the sound of bullets breaking through the air, Yang Jin's heart trembled, stuck to the root of the wall, and stumbled into the second floor. There were fewer people upstairs, and it took a lot of her strength to take a short flight of stairs, and she fell to her knees and crawled towards the box.

The soldiers at the door fell in a pool of blood, and the situation in the box made Yang Jin anxious and angry.

The assassin held Yang Jinhuan hostage to his chest, and her bloodstained gown, which she had not had time to change, could barely stand up, clinging to the person behind her, her voice shattered and fragmented.

"Four Less...... Four Less...... Help me......"

The young man known as Si Shao, with a sneer on his lips, his handsome face was filled with cold air, and he didn't care about Yang Jinhuan who was being held hostage, staring at the assassin fiercely, and his deep voice blew through his eardrums like a cold wind.

"Whoever sent you, speak up, spare you from death!"

His gloomy eyes were fixed on the assassin, holding a delicate pistol, approaching step by step, and his aura made the assassin's legs tremble.

"You...... Come here...... I'll just open ...... Shot! ”

"This kind of woman grabs a handful, whatever you want!" The thin lips spit out ruthless words, provoking Yang Jinhuan's heartbroken cry.

"Four Less...... Save me! ”

He ignored Yang Jinhuan's crying and kept walking......

Yang Jinxin looked at the assassin clearly, swallowed his saliva, and slowly pulled the trigger with his index finger holding the gun......

"Ahh

With a scream, Yang Jinxin grabbed the spear on the ground and smashed it at the assassin with all his strength.

……

Qin Muyang raised his eyebrows lightly, looking at the girl who suddenly appeared, her petite body crawled towards Yang Jinhuan, who collapsed to the ground, dragging her, and her mouth was intermittent.

"Sister...... Sister ......"

"Wow......" Yang Jinhuan pale and cried, at this moment, she was messing her hair in a bun, tears mixed with sweat, washing away the layers of rouge and gouache on her face, colorful, embarrassed, where is she still delicate on weekdays.

Qin Muyang opened his eyes in disgust and looked at the girl in a white dress and blue dress next to her. She also had a miserable white face, wet bangs on her forehead, and a pair of eyes, mist, and extremely beautiful. She was also obviously trembling, but she held Yang Jinhuan tightly in her arms, and only muttered three words in her mouth.

"It's all right...... It's all right......"

Adjutant Liao Yong gasped and rushed in, relieved to see that Qin Muyang was safe and sound.

"Four Less...... There is no more to live! ”

Qin Muyang also looked at the girl, raised his foot and kicked the assassin on the ground, "There is one here." ”

But he didn't want to, the assassin had already woken up, and Liao Yong raised his hand and shot his head. However, a stringed grenade, emitting white smoke, rolled into the middle of the box.

Yang Jinxin was frightened by this sudden accident.

Finished!

"Coax ......"

The earth-shattering explosion sounded in the rose garden......