After leaving Sima Mansion, Yue'er looked lonely. Every time she mentioned the Third Young Master Rong, she couldn't deal with it calmly, and there would always be a ripple in her heart. Admittedly, she is not reconciled! The pink young grandmother road she fantasized about when she was a girl shouldn't have missed her! Unwilling!

But everything is contrary to the idea of the past, not only the marriage has changed, but the determination to not be politically stained in the past has also been disturbed, for example, she has to report the news for the Communist Party of 60 Industrial Party, which is really incredible!

In a dejected sigh, the rickshaw has driven into Seymour Road.

In the evening, the plane trees are filled with the light and shadow of the sun, but the lights are already lit up in the roadside windows, and the aurora borealis is reflected back on the model's clothes from the window panes. The rickshaw ran through the street, the shiny windows flashed by frame by frame, and the traffic on the road was bustling, which made her feel the glitz of the city and suddenly irritable. If in the past she loved the splendor of the city, now there is a kind of discouragement that can see through, and its magnificence is somewhat frivolous.

She didn't like it, she turned her face away, but suddenly, she paused, and then turned around, and a jewelry store across the road was left behind, but a figure came into view quickly, and in the bright window, the handsome Misterhong was talking and paying Wan.

"Stop!" She screamed suddenly.

The rickshaw slid forward a few steps under inertia, and when it stopped, it was already farther away from the jewelry store.

As if a ghost, she hurriedly got out of the car, developed the car money and quickly crossed the street, while walking forward, while looking anxiously at the person in the distant window, he had finished settling the account and was shaking hands to say goodbye.

She was in a hurry, and her steps quickened. But unfortunately, several cars passed in front of her, and the horns honked, so she had to stop and let them pass first.

The car passed, and she immediately walked through.

As he crossed the street and walked briskly towards the jeweler's store, Misterhorn opened the door and walked out of the door, walking without squinting towards the black Rolls-Royce across the road. She was dumbfounded when she saw this, just now the road was good, and she complained again and again.

At this time, the pace was still slow, and the other party had reached the middle of the road, but suddenly, a black wallet fell from him, and on the street where the whistle and the noise of the city were noisy, he did not notice that something had been dropped, and walked across the road.

Yue'er didn't hesitate, and walked over quickly to pick up the wallet. "Please wait." She exclaimed.

The other party turned around, his expression paused, and he recognized her.

He was about to come at once, but was blocked by a loud streetcar, which passed between the two of them, and Yue'er could not stand in the middle of the road, and retreated to the side of the road.

The tram moves slowly, as the ground moves forward. They finally saw each other again, and when they smiled and wanted to walk towards each other, another group of rickshaws came, and the stream kept them two apart for a minute at most, and he and she looked across the road, and there was a kind of joy that he tried to suppress in his heart, looking at the traffic in front of him, and looking at each other, suspecting that this was a kind of unreal......

The car finally came to an end, and the road finally had a moment of silence, and she saw the smile slowly floating on Misterhong's face, and he was tall and elegant, and walked towards her step by step, but suddenly a person came out of nowhere, suddenly flashed out from behind him, and took off the top hat on his head while shouting: "Miss Yue, Miss Yue, fortunately, Miss Yue." ”

It was Chunjiao, and when he stepped in front of her at the speed of a rocket, Misterhong had just reached the middle of the road. "Listening to the tide pavilion" is updated the fastest, and the whole text is hand-typed

Yue'er couldn't react a little, Misterhong was also stunned, he was about to continue to come over, didn't want a car horn to blow the whistle to pass by, he had no choice but to stop and wait again, just standing, the air suddenly banged, she saw his expression suddenly startled, subconsciously about to run towards her, but Baidu search "Haitian Chinese" to see the most new chapter is that the crowd has long exploded, everyone began to run around and scream.

He came to her anxiously, but the screaming and running crowd and traffic rushed among them like a tide, and before she could react, she had been pulled far away by a powerful force, she was unwilling to run away, and desperately shook off Chunjiao's hand, but her feet suddenly staggered, and after a rough glance, she stepped on a bleeding warm corpse......

"Ahh She screamed, Chunjiao pulled her up, ran forward in a panic, and soon blended into the screaming and running team......

I don't know how long I ran, but I ran straight from Seymour Road to Fuxu Road, and rushed into an antique store before I gasped and stopped.

Yue'er gasped, "What's wrong?" Is it to purge the Communist Party) 60 production party? The only possibility she could think of was that possibility, and she knew that the Communist Party of 60 was there to answer her note.

But Chunjiao said no, just then I saw that there were a few people in black who were very kind-looking, and they seemed to be people from the Green Gang, thinking that someone had offended them again and was hunted down.

Chunjiao gasped, and after saying this, she sat down on the chair in the store, and the shopkeeper hurriedly came up to make tea, and said, "Why is Young Master Luo so in such a hurry, did you meet the guy who put the gun just now?" Are those people plainclothes spies or black) Gang 60? ”

He was answering here, Yue'er was about to go out over there, she was too sensitive, and she felt that the Qing Gang was chasing and killing as if it was Misterhong, and she was very worried!

Chunjiao saw that she was leaving, and hurriedly persuaded her, saying that she must not go out at this time, so she would wait for a while, and it would not be too late for Pingjing to leave outside.

Yue'er actually didn't have the guts, he persuaded him so much, and he stayed. After about half an hour, they walked out and paced Seymour Road, and order was restored on the street, when the sky was slightly dark, the street lights were on, the neon lights on both sides of the road turned over the river and the sea, and the shop windows were restored.

Yue'er was dazed, as if it was just a dream.

Shanghai Beach is like this, if you accidentally turn around, it will be a passing of the lights and blood, or singing and dancing accompanied by national hatred and family feuds, and the sound of assassination gunshots is sandwiched between the sound of beauty, everything here may be fake, only fickleness is true, carelessly, killing people, thinking about it is quite scary.

Chunjiao wiped her cold sweat and was anxious to go home, but in the end, she had to send Miss Yue back first, he asked: "Miss Yue is staying in the Rong Mansion, Chunjiao will send you back quickly." ”

Although Yue'er was frightened, she didn't forget the note in her handbag, and glanced at the Ping'an Theater in the distance of Hengjie, the neon flashed, and it seemed to be too peaceful. She thanked Chunjiao for her kindness and said goodbye to Chunjiao.

Walking quickly to the Ping'an Theater, Miss Five's note had been taken out of her handbag and held in the palm of her hand, and the code was floating in her throat, ready to say it at any time.

It was the end time, and the venue in front of the Ping An Theater was crowded with rickshaws soliciting business. In the midst of the noisy voices, she looked at the second pillar at the door, which was the place designated by the fifth lady, but there was no one but a flower seller, who had her back to her, and did not solicit customers or shout, as if she was counting the money with her head down.

She didn't go over and decided that No. 1 should not be a woman. She walked away slightly, standing a few meters away from the second column, waiting for the suspicious figure to appear.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no change, thinking that it was too early, so she rubbed her eyebrows and exhaled frequently, feeling that she was playing tricks on Miss Five, but she really hoped that Miss Five was playing tricks on her, is this possible?

She sighed, and casually reached into the handbag, felt the wallet, and took it out. After a moment's hesitation, it opened.

There is nothing special in the wallet, the first and second layers are neatly stacked with fiat currency, reflecting the wealth and gentlemanliness of its owner. There were a few notes on the third floor, and she opened them to try to see the names and the like, but they were empty, and she was a little disappointed, thinking that the wallet might not be returned to its owner.

The last thing I opened was half a piece of sketch paper, folded very neatly, and the back read: Shocking? Love? Twenty-three years of the 60 countries, spring, Shanghai, and chance encounters.

It's all broken sentences, I can't understand it, she gently turned it over to see the content, it turned out to be a sketch of a person, and when it was unfolded, it was just head down, and she slowly turned it over. Looking closely through the neon, almost frightened, she froze.

The sketch of the person is vivid, not someone else, but herself.

She stayed there for twenty minutes, she was petrified, and if it hadn't been for a rickshaw that accidentally rubbed her, she would have taken root there.

She was so excited that she folded and unfolded the sketch paper, unfolded and folded, looked and read, read and read, and finally her mood jumped to the point of sudden and weak jumping. How strange it is that the person she loves loves her at the same time! She completely forgot what happened to her, forgot that she was the aunt and wife of the fourth generation of kings, and she suddenly returned to the sixteen years old when she first fell in love......

She was dizzy, standing under the neon lights of the night and nervous, for the first time she realized what it was like to be in love with Miss Seven, with this mood, everything became bright, she suddenly remembered Miss Five's note, she took it out, as if she was not so disgusted. Looking at the people under the second pillar through the neon light, there was still no change, so she had to continue to wait, but then she thought: Will No. 1 appoint his subordinates to come out to answer?

She wasn't sure, but decided to give it a try.

The flower seller still had her back to her, and I don't know if she hadn't turned around.

Excuse me, have you ever seen an old gentleman with glasses, a top hat, and a cane?

She stood still and practiced the 'joint code' in her mind, and then walked up.

At this time, the night movie had begun, the rickshaw drivers who were soliciting customers had dispersed, and the venue in front of the theater became empty, she stood behind the flower seller, coughed lightly, thinking that the other party would turn around when she heard it, and did not want the flower girl to move, she was a little surprised, thought about it, and then hesitantly reached out to the flower girl and patted her shoulder gently.

The flower girl finally turned her head slowly, she had already said the word 'excuse me', but the latter words were abruptly stuck, her face suddenly changed, and her two big eyes opened in horror, "You, you ......"

Her throat trembled, her feet trembled and she stepped back, and suddenly, a tearing scream came out of her mouth, and she ran away.

The flower girl is none other than the dead Sansan.

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She ran like mad as she ran all the way to Seymour's synagogue, and she rushed into the empty temple without knowing what to do, and when she reached the center of the temple, she suddenly stopped, and the empty temple was dead and silent, as if she had rushed into the wilderness of midnight terror, and her whole heart was clenched......

There are no clergy on the white marble altar, only the candle-like wall lamps are faintly lit, the whole temple is dim, and the two walls are only dim and dim wall lamps, one is set up at intervals, burning in the shadows, the lamp body is the shape of the black iron ancient style, like a pair of thin and slender hands, and the shadows of the branches are cast on the wall......

Her back was cold, she turned around slowly as if she was stupid, she couldn't see the exit and entrance at all, she was even more frightened, and timidly retreated, until she was pushed under a wall lamp, and there was no way back.

She wanted to scream, but she didn't dare to scream, the faint light of the wall lamp was reflected on her face from above, she knew how terrible she was at this time, and she could also imagine how frightened she was under the lamp, but, as if it was not scary enough, a slight sound was remembered in the corner.

Her scalp stood up and she looked at the place where the voice had come from.

It wasn't far from her, and there was a groove between the two sconces, just big enough to hide someone. A massive shadow struggled to get up from the ground.

"Yue ...... Small...... Sister. Before she could scream, the other party stopped her in time, and her tone was very light, as if she was seriously injured and dying, and she was unable to speak.

She almost let out a cry of surprise and ate it back into her stomach, staring at the dark shadow in horror. The dark shadow caressed against the wall, gasping for breath, he was injured, she was sure.

"Don't make a sound, Miss Yue, it's me," the other party spoke hard, but his words were useful, Yue'er calmed down a little, except for Sima Yigan who called her Miss Yue, no one had ever called her Miss Yue, but she stabilized her mind and wanted to walk over to see what was going on, but she didn't dare to move her feet.

The other party knew that she was timid, and reluctantly moved her body out of the groove, and her face finally reached the wall lamp.

When Yue'er saw it, she immediately took a breath, and it turned out to be Misterhong. She remembered that Chunjiao passed behind him on the road, and shouted "Miss Yue, Miss Yue......"

She understood, and Misterhong thought her surname was Yuan or Yue. She quickly went over and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with you" Fifth Literature "is the fastest update, and the whole text is hand-typed?" ”