Yuan Anqi propped his hand on the round table, propped his chin, and looked aimlessly at this quiet courtyard.

Adjutant Xue was not there, and it seemed that he had followed Liang Mosheng out. Yawning boredly, she suddenly felt a panic in her heart: for a long life, do you have to survive waiting like yesterday and today?

Waiting for Liang Mosheng to come back, waiting for Liang Mosheng to accompany him to dinner, waiting for Liang Mosheng to take him out to have fun. What if Liang Mosheng doesn't come back? What if Liang Mosheng is disgusted with himself? A sense of eternal fate came over her, and she crumpled the puffy skirt again.

Liang Mosheng asked Xue Wei to drive the car to the hospital, and sat in the back seat, holding a food box, which was cooked by his mother Liu in the yard.

He thought about it last night, and finally remembered that Tang Jiahe liked to eat dumplings the most, and it had to be cooked by the old mother in his yard.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, he rolled out of bed like a chicken blood and went to find Liu's mother to make dumplings.

When he arrived at the ward, it was only seven or eight o'clock, and Tang Jiahe was still asleep. He took all the maids and nurses who were guarding the ward, leaving himself to sit on the edge of the bed alone, holding the food box containing the dumplings in his arms, afraid of the cold.

Tang Jiahe was wrapped in a snow-white quilt, only revealing a plain white melon seed face, quietly like a kitten, a weak kitten that needs to be held in his arms.

After waiting for an hour, the kitten finally woke up, revealing its lively nature with long teeth and claws. She was very happy to see Liang Mosheng as soon as she woke up, but at this time, Liang Mosheng was holding a food box and slumping his head and dozing.

Tang Jiahe sat up, gently tapped Liang Mosheng's shoulder with his index finger, and the two rows of eyelashes like a small fan trembled slightly.

She saw Liang Mosheng raise his head, his swarthy eyes flashed with water, and his thin face was even paler. "Xiaosheng's appearance is still so elegant, if he were a woman, I should be jealous of his appearance." Tang Jiahe thought in his heart.

"How long have you been here?" Tang Jiahe asked with a smile.

Liang Mosheng looked at his watch and said; "It didn't take long. Hungry? This is the dumplings cooked by Liu's mother, and they are still hot. Handing the food box to Tang Jiahe, he reached out and touched Tang Jiahe's forehead, "It's inflamed, and my forehead is a little hot." ”

"The doctor gave me an injection last night." Tang Jiahe opened the lid and saw that it was indeed a white and chubby dumpling, and smiled happily: "I finally remembered it this time, even if you still have a little conscience!" ”

"Eat." Liang Mosheng handed her the spoon again.

"It's a pity that you didn't send it at the right time, and the doctor only lets you drink porridge now. I don't let you touch the thing that gets the oil star. Tang Jiahe said.

Liang Mosheng was slightly surprised, he didn't care about these when he was hit by knife wounds and gunshot wounds during the war. He said with some embarrassment: "Then let's eat it when the injury heals." "After that, I want to get the food box back.

Tang Jiahe bent his legs, put the food box on his knees, took the spoon, and said, "You can't die if you eat one or two." ”

Scoop one and put it in your mouth, the dumpling is very fragrant, but it is not very hot anymore, it is warm and cool, but suddenly a drop of hot tears fell in the soup.

"What's wrong with you? Isn't it tasty? Liang Mosheng hurriedly wiped Tang Jiahe's face with a hand towel.

Tang Jiahe shook his head and said, "No, it's too hot, my tongue is burning." Liang Mosheng took the food box and said strangely: "It shouldn't be hot." "A few more blows from afar.

"Dad came yesterday and asked me to go home and take care of it, saying that he wanted to invite the doctor to his house. I also know that my home is a hundred times better than the hospital, but when you want to come to see me, there is always no hospital convenience, so I insist on staying in the hospital. ”

Tang Jiahe said faintly, as soon as Liang Mosheng raised his head, he bumped into her sad and resentful eyes, like a wronged kitten, who was held in his arms and teased.

"You'd better go home. When you go home, I'll come to your house to see you. ”

Liang Mosheng fed the dumplings to Tang Jiahe's mouth, Tang Jiahe shook his head, saying that he didn't want to eat it, so he had to put down the bowl and talk to her.

"I want you to come and see me every day, but can you stay at my house for half a day? This is not when I was a child, we are all in our twenties, and we have to avoid suspicion. Those who know say that you value love and righteousness, and miss friends, but those who don't know, like my father and those aunts and wives, it's time to chew the root of your tongue. Tang Jiahe said with a frown.

Liang Mosheng was silent for a while, and said: "Then it's better for you to go home and raise first, and when the injury is healed, I will come back and pick you up every day to go out to play." ”

Tang Jiahe's annoyance increased greatly: "When I go out to play every day, I know more people outside, and I bump into them one by two or three, how can I explain it when the time comes!" ”

Liang Mosheng was a little at a loss, it didn't hurt to play together when he was a teenager, everyone received a new-style ideological education when he came back from abroad, boyfriend and girlfriend treated each other politely, and it was okay to play together, how could he be locked up in an old-fashioned house for a year, and he became an old-fashioned girl again.

He's a bit unpredictable of his old friend.

"Xiaosheng, do you really not understand what I mean?" Tang Jiahe sighed, "We are all in our twenties, haven't you ever thought about marrying a serious wife and going back?" ”

Liang Mosheng only came back to his senses now, and it turned out that Jiahe had been pestering him with yesterday's question. He also hoped that he had misunderstood, and reminded Tang Jiahe in a few words, but Jiahe was really moved.

"Jiahe, you also know that my career has not been established, and now I am disappointed, how can I still be in the mood to talk about this?"

"Then when are you in the mood, I'll wait until you are in the mood. I can wait, I'm in my twenties, I'm not afraid to wait. Tang Jiahe leaned forward, she wanted to rub over and hug Liang Mosheng.

didn't want Liang Mosheng to stand up quickly, Tang Jiahe threw himself into the air and almost fell to the ground.

When Liang Mosheng took a stride and was about to help, Tang Jiahe had already sat back on the bed, and he retracted his steps suddenly.

"Jiahe, I still have something to do, so I'll go first. I'll see you again tomorrow. After Liang Mosheng finished speaking, he left in a hurry and took Adjutant Xue out of the hospital.

Liang Mosheng asked Adjutant Xue to drive, wherever he wanted, he sat slumped in the back seat, his thoughts were confused for a while, he raised his hand, and touched the cowhide cushion, this is where the girl sat last night.

What's wrong this year, they all sent them to his arms one by one, and they all wanted to be his young grandmother.

Forget about the girl, what's wrong with Golden Harvest? It's an indescribable weirdness to be remembered by an old friend.

Passing by a telegraph booth, he asked Adjutant Xue to stop the car, letter after letter, and instructed the boss to send it to the Yan Du Jun in Xiangshan every three hours. This is not a military secret, he doesn't care about it anymore, and he casually cuts off his career, and he feels a kind of cold and hot pleasure.

Adjutant Xue drove him outside for a morning, and he thought about the repetitive thoughts, although he didn't completely sort it out, but he finally understood a lot.

When it got closer, he didn't feel hungry, but it was Adjutant Xue who reminded him that he remembered that it was time to go back and have dinner with Yuan Anqi. So he hurriedly drove back, just in time to see Yuan Anqi sitting quietly on a rattan chair in a daze.

Although the leaves in April are not as dense and lush as in summer, they are already one after another, giving off a fresh and tender green. Yuan Anqi sat alone in a dress, and the cool breeze blew all the way, blowing the leaves one by one, as if they were about to blow her away.

Liang Mosheng's heart moved more than once. Walking towards her, he hugged Yuan Anqi, which startled her.

"Girl, have you eaten?" Liang Mosheng pecked her face, cold and cold.

"No, I'll be waiting for you to come back." He suddenly felt a little apologetic.

"Let's go, I'll take you out to eat." Liang Mosheng then pulled Yuan Anqi out of the door again, and did not let Adjutant Xue follow. After eating, I thought that the ready-to-wear store was too slow, and it was not the same thing to wear such a thin one, so I simply took her to the department store, bought a few sets of ready-made Western-style women's clothes and hats, met the jewelry store on the way, and went in to buy the pearl necklace that I saw the day before yesterday.

Yuan Anqi suddenly got so many things, and his heart was naturally happy, and his heart temporarily settled down: at least for a period of time in the future, Liang Mosheng would not be disgusted with himself.

She followed Liang Mosheng in and out of dance halls, concert halls, cocktail parties, large family meetings, and big restaurants. Everyone looked at her and Liang Mosheng holding hands, and they all nodded and smiled at her, but what came out of their mouths was a "Miss Yuan".

A few days later, in the early hours of the morning, she and Liang Mosheng had just gotten out of the car and arrived at the gate of the hospital. Both of them drank a lot of wine, and at the moment they were drunk and slightly drunk and playing with each other, Liang Mosheng hugged Yuan Anqi and was about to dance in this empty courtyard.

Counting the rhythm by himself, "Tick, tick, tick......" In the end, Yuan Anqi still stepped on Liang Mosheng's feet, and the two of them laughed at the same time.

She followed him to indulge in pleasure, and threw away the ladylike style she had to learn before, she wanted to be a lively and innocent girl, because Liang Mosheng liked it.

At this moment, Adjutant Xue greeted him with an anxious expression and whispered to Liang Mosheng's ear; "Brigadier Commander, Overseer telegram."

Liang Mosheng immediately restrained his smile and walked into the house, Yuan Anqi didn't know why, but seeing that Liang Mosheng and Adjutant Xue were not good-looking, they also followed nervously.

"Fuck! I know how to send telegrams all day long, and I have the ability to talk on the phone! Have the ability to interview! What a bird to hide behind a few lines! He didn't know whether he was scolding himself or Yan Dujun, but after scolding, he picked up the telegram and looked calm, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after reading it in a few seconds.

"Brigadier Commander, how's it going?" Adjutant Xue couldn't see Liang Mosheng's mood, and he didn't want to rashly pick up the telegram and read it, so he waited for a while and asked.

"Not very good. As I wished, my resignation was finally approved. Liang Mosheng smiled slightly, "Go and ask the kitchen to cook some supper, the girl and I are hungry." ”

"Brigade Commander......" Adjutant Xue wanted to stop talking, but he didn't need to stop, Liang Mosheng suddenly shouted: "Don't talk so much nonsense, Lao Tzu is dying of hunger!" ”

Adjutant Xue had no choice but to walk away, leaving Yuan Anqi standing aside and frightened.

The last time I saw Liang Mosheng so angry, he was still in Tianjin, scolding his master, but when he returned to Beijing, he still regained his previous handsome appearance. On the contrary, she hoped that Liang Mosheng would not return to the barracks again, firstly, she could maintain such an elegant and dignified appearance forever, and secondly, she could be mixed with her every day like now.

"Girl."

Yuan Anqi approached him, he held her little hand, and said, "Have you had fun these days?" ”

She nodded.

Liang Mosheng looked at her watery eyes, and seemed to have such a slight ease of happiness in his heart. "It's good to be happy, let's do this every day in the future, every day."

"Don't." Yuan Anqi sat on his lap and hugged him, Liang Mosheng was shocked: "Why?" ”

"You will still have a wife, you will have children, how can you mess with me like this every day?" Yuan Anqi said softly. She wanted to give him a try, hoping that he would say that he would not have a wife, or that his wife would be her Yuan Anqi.

But Liang Mosheng didn't say anything, touched her hair, put her down and said, "The kitchen is really slow, girl, wait, I'll urge you." ”

Yuan Anqi was deflated. Dong Yu provided her with education and taught her how to be a lady, but never taught her how to love others.

A lover is a luxury for her, and her only thought since she was a child is to survive. Working hard and serving at her uncle's house is to survive, fleeing to Beijing is to survive, and listening to her aunt's words to see Liang Mosheng is also to survive.

In the past, as long as she was obedient and did things well, she could survive. But now this is not enough, she has to rely on the luxury of her lover to survive. At first, she forced herself to love Liang Mosheng, but gradually, she loved so much that she forgot herself, fell in love, and didn't know that there were other people and other things.

Liang Mosheng came back with two bowls of wine-stuffed dumplings and beckoned Yuan Anqi to come over to eat, but Yuan Anqi only sat on the stool, didn't speak, didn't raise his eyelids, and pouted angrily.

"Girl, come and eat, it'll be cold for a while." Liang Mo was born to pull Yuan Anqi, but the girl still ignored it.

"What's wrong with you? It was fine just now, but now it's pouting again. At this time, Liang Mosheng looked at her two rosy lips and pouted slightly, and felt very cute.

"How can I pout!" Yuan Anqi didn't answer why, just muttered to Liang Mosheng.

"Okay, well, you didn't pout. Then why did you ignore me just now? Liang Mosheng's tone was gentle, and her heart ached.

"Tell me, what the hell do you mean? Let me follow you like this every day, and don't give a letter, my wife is not a wife, and my friend is not a friend's. I've been in and out of your serious house for so long, and it won't be your outer room! Tell me, what kind of identity am I with you? ”

Liang Mosheng heard her complain like this, but he didn't care, and stepped forward to squat in front of her. The little girl was really angry, her two thin lips trembled slightly, her eyelashes flickered a few times like small wings, and her eyes under her eyelashes drooped slightly, glistening with tears.

He suddenly felt distressed, and reached out to gently smack her face, but she brushed it away viciously.

"You say, I'm not a cousin, I'm not a girl, let you play with it like this, in the future, you will kick me back if you are unhappy, how can I see people, how can I live!" After speaking, he squeezed two fists and smashed Liang Mosheng's shoulder weakly.

Liang Mosheng waited for her to finish her breath, then stood up and didn't speak for a long time. Picking up a cigar and lighting it, he leaned against the door, watching in confusion as the batting-like night sky saw a few stars fall.

In such a silence, Yuan Anqi calmed down, regretted his pungency just now, and wanted to apologize in his heart, while the wine-stuffed balls on the table were not cold, the two of them happily sat down to eat a bowl of supper.

Before he could speak, he heard Liang Mosheng say quietly: "You are not a cousin?" Not a woman? ”

Hearing Liang Mosheng ask so indifferently, the sweet words that Yuan Anqi just wanted to say suddenly choked in his throat, and his blood surged up for a while, and his brain seemed to fly into a few midges, making a loud noise.

Liang Mosheng turned to her and sneered, "How should you live, how should you live." Living like this now, having fun with men everywhere, didn't you just say that you were happy? ”

"You're only seventeen or eighteen, girl, and you can be driven away by your aunt for many years." Liang Mosheng took a puff of his cigar, and the white smoke blurred his face.

Yuan Anqi felt very heartbroken when she heard this "girl" at this time, but she couldn't say a word.

"I see you've had enough trouble tonight, I'm afraid you won't have the energy to toss in bed with me anymore. Sleep here in peace, I won't send you back for a while. ”

Liang Mosheng threw the cigar on the ground, raised his feet and strode away, Adjutant Xue stood at the door and witnessed this scene, dazed why, only to see the brigade commander disappear behind the moon gate, Yuan Anqi fell on the table with a small body and cried heartbreakingly.

In the end, he chose to follow his brigade commander and hurriedly chased out of the Moon Gate.

Liang Mosheng is angry in his heart, his career can't be built, fame and fortune can't be fished, and he has to suffer from a girl's anger at this time, and he hasn't hurt other women like a girl!

He couldn't be angry, so he asked Adjutant Xue to drive the car directly to Bada Hutong, and he didn't pick and choose, and casually got into a house.

The courtyard was quite neat and clean, and a red gauze lantern was hung at the door, and a burger mother wearing a green jacket came out in the dark.

"This son, you just happened to be here, we just happened to have a girl here." The Castle Mother was about to grin.

She looked at Liang Mosheng, but in the end, she was in a suit and leather shoes, obviously a rich young master, so she naturally had to be attentive and thoughtful, and she was full of enthusiasm.

"That's not to pick and choose. Call the girl. After speaking impatiently, he looked at Adjutant Xue, who immediately stood up straight, and said with his head held high: "Brigade commander, you play, I'll guard you at the door." ”

"No need." Liang Mosheng shouted, and took ten silver dollars to Adjutant Xue, "It's full here, you take it yourself and go elsewhere to have fun, don't bother me here!" ”

Adjutant Xue had always been obedient and had to leave. When the bustard's mother heard the word "brigade commander", she couldn't be offended, so she was even more attentive and let people take the best tea and snacks out to entertain her.

After eating something, the girl came, and Liang Mosheng blew out the candle and hugged the person to make a fuss. He didn't care who the person was, the women in the Eight Hutongs, which one was not a white face, ruddy lips, and willow eyebrows like an assembly line, there was no difference between looking at it and not looking at it.

The girl under him seemed to be very nervous, her whole body trembled, and she kept shouting pain, Liang Mosheng was impatient, got up and lit the kerosene lamp, in the black light, he first saw a pool of blood stains on the bed, and then saw a slender woman sitting cross-legged on the bed, turning her back, revealing Bai Shengsheng's slippery and greasy back.

"It's still a chick, son." Liang Mosheng felt very disappointed, "It's really disappointing!" After saying this, she was just about to get dressed and prepare to leave, but the woman on the bed turned her face and called out with rain: "Mosheng!" ”

After calling and turning his face away, he seemed quite embarrassed. Liang Mosheng glanced at it sharply, but he didn't look carefully, he took the lamp and took a closer look, a white face, affectionate willow eyebrows, delicate dripping clear eyes, slightly biting teeth, red lips tightly closed, different from ordinary women, there is no bookish atmosphere.

"Xiaowan!"