As soon as he entered the school gate, Ruikang was caught by Cheng Jiawei: "Haha, how about seeing that I don't catch you?" What happened to that arranged marriage in your family? You have a talk about women's emancipation this afternoon. ”

Zhou Ruikang looked at him and laughed at himself: "Cancel it, I can't even succeed in my own home, watching a young life become a victim of an arranged marriage, it's just a matter of being unable to recover, and I have to keep playing the role of fueling the flames, what else do I do to talk about women's liberation." It's ridiculous. He walked straight ahead.

Seeing his frustration, Cheng Jiawei caught up, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mei Ruojun and your brother don't get along well?" ”

Zhou Ruikang frowned and shook his head, and said, "I don't know, and I don't want to know, it's their business, I don't want to care." ”

The two were talking, and not far away, Cheng Jiaqi ran over with a smile and said, "Ruikang, brother, you two are here." "Cheng Jiaqi is recognized as the school flower in the school, with bright eyes and bright teeth, cheerful and lively, and is very likeable.

Cheng Jiawei smiled: "Yes, you received a love letter again?" ”

"Where? I had just spoken a few words to my classmates when I saw you running over here. As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Ruikang's expression beside him, and said strangely: "Alas, Ruikang, what's wrong with you?" Why is it that you are unhappy? ”

"He's angry about yesterday's arranged marriage at home." Cheng Jiawei said with a smile.

Cheng Jiaqi laughed out loud and said: "Democracy, revolution, liberation, are all a process, it cannot be achieved overnight, you see that after more than ten years of perseverance, the current society has been free and open, and there are many couples on our campus who are free to fall in love." And in the process, there will be a phenomenon of coexistence of the old and the new, alternating between the old and the new, and gradually transitioning, isn't it? These are all your own words. ”

Ruikang frowned: "I know, but talking in generalities and seeing it with your own eyes, or even experiencing it with your own eyes are completely different experiences, just like we keep talking about how to save people from drowning, but when you actually see someone sinking in the water in front of your eyes, and you can't do anything about it, that frustration is so real, so real that it frustrates you." He said and lowered his head slowly.

Cheng Jiawei patted him on the shoulder and said: "What else do you want to say about democratic liberation, now that foreign enemies are invading, the country is not guaranteed, and the country will not be a country, such as the freedom of marriage and love, let's put it aside for the time being." Think about what we can do for the safety of our country. ”

Zhou Ruikang raised his head and nodded: "What you said is very correct, cough, I was dizzy for a while, and I couldn't even distinguish the priorities, yes, we should think about what we can do for the safety of the country now." ”

Cheng Jiaqi said: "I heard that all walks of life in Beiping have recently been very dissatisfied with the passive resistance of the Nationalist army in the northeast, and are about to jointly write a letter to protest against the Nationalist government. Let's join in, too. ”

Zhou Ruikang nodded and said: "That's natural, let's go, let's call on the students to jointly write a book, we must let the government put aside differences, jointly resist foreign enemies, and actively resist the war, I want to write an article of 'the soul of the clan is immortal, China will live forever', not only to call on the major colleges and universities in Beiping." It must also be distributed to the streets and alleys of Beiping, and even more published in major newspapers and periodicals across the country, calling on all Chinese and even overseas Chinese to stand up, work together, and unanimously resist Japan! ”

Cheng Jiaqi clapped his hands and said: "Great, I'll write, I'll copy!" ”

Cheng Jiawei raised his fist and said, "Okay! Ruikang, I'll follow you, and when you're done, I'll take it to sign for my classmates, and the professors......."

Saying that, the three of them talked enthusiastically and walked towards the campus together.

//

Mei Ruojun came to the study accompanied by Cuiliu, she brought a cup of ginseng tea, and mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

"Enter...... In. Ryan said as he painted.

Mei Ruojun walked in cautiously, and saw that Ryan was painting in front of the table, and did not look up at her, so he stepped forward, put the ginseng tea on the table, and stood aside to see Ryan painting a chrysanthemum. ”

When she spoke, Ryan looked up suddenly, and saw that it was Ruojun standing beside her, she couldn't help but be shocked, her hand shook, the whole pen fell on the drawing paper, and she took two steps back, because her legs and feet were inconvenient, and she almost fell again, Ruojun subconsciously wanted to reach out to pull him, but he was coldly thrown away, trembling and said: "What....... why are you?" ”

Ryan shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to." ”

Ruojun frowned and said, "Ryan, I am your wife, and it is my responsibility to take care of your food, clothing, and daily life." ”

Ryan just shook his head, Ruojun stepped forward to help him sit down, but Ryan shook it off, sat down himself, looked at the ink on the painting, and couldn't help frowning and complaining: "My painting, my painting." ”

Ruojun apologized: "I'm sorry, it's me who is not good." ”

Ryan just looked displeased, sat in the chair angrily, and kept twitching his face, at this time it was even more gloomy and scary, Ruojun was bold, glanced at the painting on the table, and had a sudden inspiration, picked up the brush, moistened it on the palette, and sketched it on the ink, although Ruojun did not formally learn to paint, but there are a lot of painting books at home, and his father Mei Xuefei himself also loves Danqing, and has taught Ruojun to paint since he was a child. At this time, I raised my hand to sketch and add a few strokes, and those few drops of ink stains turned into a dancing butterfly, flying next to the chrysanthemum, lifelike.

Ryan raised his eyes to look at her, and then looked at the painting, a shallow smile rose at the corner of his mouth, the originally beautiful and enchanting chrysanthemum, with this vivid butterfly, the whole painting was suddenly full of life.

Ruojun saw him smiling slightly, and felt quite comforted in his heart, and smiled gently: "Butterflies love flowers, flowers think of butterflies, do you like it?" ”

Ryan looked up at her for a moment, and suddenly a gloomy expression came to his face again, Ruojun was puzzled, I don't know what happened to him, suddenly Ryan grabbed the "Butterfly Love Flower" on the table and kneaded it vigorously, threw it to the ground, and said loudly: "I don't like it!" Dislike! Disliked"

Ruojun was taken aback by his sudden move, and Ryan suddenly pushed her and yelled, "You go out, go out, get out." ”

Ruojun took two steps back, seeing his angry face, the original distorted face became even more terrifying at this time, her heart was full of grievances and humiliation, how much courage did she take to take the initiative to approach him, trying to get close to him, but I didn't expect it to be such a result, tears couldn't help rolling out, covered my face and turned around and rushed out of the study, ran to the rockery in the garden, and sobbed alone.

After sitting in the garden for a while, she calmed down before slowly returning to the room, but she didn't expect Mrs. Zhou to be waiting for her in the room, so she hurriedly stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for her mother-in-law. Mrs. Zhou saw the traces of crying in her eyes, and hurriedly pulled her to sit down, patted her hand and said, "I heard Cuiliu say that you went to the study." Is Ryan angry with you? ”

Ruojun hurriedly shook his head, and Mrs. Zhou sighed and said: "How could my own son not understand, since Ryan got this disease, he has become more and more silent day by day, he has hardly been out of the house in the past few years, and his temperament has become uncertain, I know." I couldn't help choking up as I spoke: "Child, it's really hard for you, my mother hopes you can endure it for a while, Ryan is not a hard-hearted child, you have to be more patient, okay?" ”

Ruojun was softly spoken by Mrs. Zhou, and the grievances in his heart turned into emotion again, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, and he comforted: "Mother, don't worry, I will get along with Ryan well, and I will bear with it a lot." ”

Mrs. Zhou nodded, looked at her face, and said with a slight smile: "Ahem, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful, my mother likes you from the bottom of my heart." Don't worry, our Zhou family will not treat you badly. ”

Jun bowed his head shyly. Mrs. Zhou pointed to the two satins on the table and said with a smile: "Look at it, do you like the color patterns?" If you like it, I'll have someone come and make you some new clothes. ”

Ruojun saw that Mrs. Zhou's tone was soft and gentle, and his heart relaxed a little, and he smiled and nodded.