Since the end of September, when he led the flight brigade to airlift supplies from Tianjin to Beiping around the clock, Fang Mengao has eaten and lived in the barracks, and has hardly taken any vacation.

Originally, he refused to go to the United States to serve as a military attaché, not only because he planned to stay in Beiping to stabilize Fu Zuoyi's army for the party, but also to make up for the debt of not being at home for the previous ten years, but he was still busy flying in the sky, and his family still didn't care about it.

Seeing that in just over two months, the People's Liberation Army has fully liberated the Northeast, and there have been frequent successes in the East China Battlefield, and now it is gradually approaching Beiping, Fang Mengao feels that it is time to go home.

The car drove to the door of the house, and as soon as he got out of the car, he saw Fang Mengwei coming out head-on. I haven't seen him for a while, but he is so thin that he can't recognize him, his face is gloomy and he doesn't say anything, and the person who walks with the wind in his impression has no energy at the moment.

"Meng Wei?" Fang Mengao tried to call him.

Fang Mengwei was walking with his head down, he raised his head as if he was awakened by the sound, stared at Fang Mengao blankly for two seconds, and said, "Big brother? How did you get back? ”

"I called, didn't Mulan tell you?" Fang Mengao saw that his face was confused, and he went up to pat him on the back with a smile, but he actually touched the thinness of his shoulder blades through his coat.

Fang Mengao was worried: "What's the matter, there is no food at home?" Can't get enough to eat? ”

"There's no such thing!" Mulan heard the sound and rushed to speak, "Big brother, Mr. Ming next door sent a lot of food a while ago, it's the little brother himself who is weird, he always eats two bites of food these days and says he is full, and he only drank half a bowl of porridge at noon, and he doesn't think about tea all day long, and he doesn't know what's wrong, so he only says it's okay." ”

When Fang Mengwei heard the words "Mr. Ming", he felt a thorn in his heart, and retorted: "Don't talk nonsense to the eldest brother, there is nothing to do." But there was a weak voice that confirmed Mulan's words even more.

Fang Mengao glanced at Fang Mengwei: "Where are you going now?" ”

"Go to the police station, I'll be on duty in the afternoon."

Fang Mengao didn't say a word, handed the paper bag in his hand to Mulan, thought about it, and took out a canned dace from it and put it away, and said, "The bag is full of military supplies for me, tell my aunt, add dinner tonight." Call Xiaoyu again and say I'll pick her up in the evening. After speaking, he pointed at Fang Mengwei, "You come with me." ”

"Where are you going?"

"I'll take you to the police station."

Fang Mengwei didn't know why, so he could only go out obediently. The two brothers drove their own cars. Fang Mengwei honestly followed behind Fang Mengao's military jeep, thinking that he was going to the police station to drive, but who knew that he went all the way through the streets and alleys to Shichahai.

Fang Mengwei and Fang Mengao stopped in front of a stone bridge and got out of the car puzzled, "Big brother, why are you bringing me here?"

Fang Mengao jumped out of the car and threw the car door shut, "I see that you don't have the strength to climb the mountain at this time, just look at the water, Beiping can still see it here now, make do with it." ”

Fang Mengwei glanced at the scenery, only to see that the sky was gray, there was no shadow of the sun, the air was dry and cold, the pavilions in the distance were covered with haze, the dead trees by the lake were bare, and the branches were like thorns poking the sky, looking at it only made people more depressed and cold.

Fang Mengwei whispered: "Big brother, I'm on duty today, it's not good to be late." ”

Fang Mengao ignored him, took out the canned dace, pried it open with a saber and handed it to him: "The whole can is yours, eat it up, don't leave it." ”

A burst of meat aroma mixed with the salty smell of fish wafted over, Fang Mengwei felt a little uncomfortable, and was embarrassed: "I'm not hungry." ”

"Don't eat?" Fang Mengao took back the can, "It's okay, then say." ”

"Say what?"

"Say what's happened to you lately, make yourself like this." Fang Mengao's eyes were blazing.

Fang Mengwei tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "I...... It's nothing. ”

"Meng Wei," Fang Meng Ao said with a straight face: "You are the one in our family who doesn't like to deceive people the most, you have always said something, but you count, since we met today, how many times have you deceived the eldest brother?" ”

"I ......"

Fang Mengwei's throat choked, and the emotions that had been tumbling in his heart for several days suddenly came up, he held it for too long, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

The eldest brother was worried about him, and he didn't mean to blame him, he knew it, but ...... What can he say?

said that he didn't know what was wrong with him, and he was extremely hurt just because of Minglou's "not seeing"?

said that for several days in a row, he almost thought about his heart rotten, wondering what he had done wrong, so that he was hated and rejected for thousands of miles?

I wonder how true Minglou's closeness to him since he met, is it because of his appearance, or because he is Fang Buting's youngest son, and he is a colleague who also holds important positions in the military and police, so he has to be perfunctory to him?

said that as soon as he thought of this, he couldn't stop being sad - sad, aggrieved, couldn't figure it out, couldn't swallow this breath - but he couldn't help but think about it over and over again, and boiled himself through the horns of a bull?

How unconscionable and unproductive he has to be to say this......

Fang Mengao saw Fang Mengwei looking at him again and again, his face showed a look of guilt and pain, he was still angry that he didn't cherish himself, but now he felt distressed.

Before he could say anything ironing, the can in his hand was suddenly snatched away, and when he raised his eyes, Fang Mengwei was pinching a piece of fish meat and stuffing it into his mouth.

Fang Mengao thought that he had figured it out, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw that he was eating quickly and quickly, and he didn't chew it, and stuffed his head into his mouth with all his might.

Fang Mengao hurriedly went to pull him: "Meng Wei, it's not like this, you stop!" Stop it! ”

Fang Mengwei's movements did not slow down at all, seeing that most of the entire can of fish meat had been removed, his face suddenly turned pale, he dropped the can, covered his mouth and rushed to the grass on the side of the road, and vomited.

The stomach that hadn't eaten much for a few days couldn't withstand the fishy stimulation, and Fang Mengwei was already nauseous when he just ate the first piece, but he hated and was powerless for his own badness, and he couldn't resist the questioning of his eldest brother, so there was a kind of self-punishment.

Fang Mengao hurriedly took a kettle from the car to rinse Fang Mengwei's mouth. He had never seen his brother like this, and he was surprised and regretted that his method was too simple and rude.

Fang Mengwei didn't care about it, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve after rinsing his mouth, still squatting, not getting up or talking, just staring at the water in a daze, and there were tears forced out by vomiting in the corners of his reddened eyes.

Fang Mengao was a little afraid, and leaned down to call his name carefully, but when he saw him bow his head, tears fell like lines.

"Meng Wei?" Fang Mengao panicked, and hurriedly reached out to wrap his shoulder, who knew that in the next second, Fang Mengwei suddenly turned his head and gently buried his face in his arms.

After only being stunned for a second, Fang Mengao reached out and hugged him.

Fang Nengao knew that his younger brother seemed to be straightforward, but in fact he was a forbearant character, so he must have suffered a great grievance.

He patted Fang Mengwei on the back and comforted: "It's okay Meng Wei, you can cry if you want to, there is nothing embarrassing with the eldest brother." ”

For a few days, it seemed that what he was waiting for was such an embrace, such a sentence, for a while, all of Fang Mengwei's emotions had an outlet, and he cried out at once.

In fact, the urge to cry has always been there, any thing related to Minglou, even if he eats a bite of rice sent by Minglou, and passes by the Summer Palace, it will remind him that he has been as good as Minglou.

But that day, Minglou clearly saw him in the car, but he hurriedly turned his face to avoid it, and he also saw it.

Thinking that when he was in Shichahai, he also suffered from Ming Lou's cold words. Looking at it this way, it is true that he has been taking the initiative to approach, but Ming Lou has always refused. Later, I suddenly began to get close to him, and I am afraid that he was also moved by the fact that he didn't mind Mingcheng's things, but also sent photos.

Or perhaps, Minglou finally figured it out, there was really no loss in letting him around, and his younger brother couldn't come back, so it was not bad to be able to see similar faces.

But no matter what, seeing that the Kuomintang was about to be defeated, the officials in Beiping planned to retreat south and flee for their lives, and most of the Minglou were no exception. If you want to leave, you won't count all your previous plans, so naturally there is no need to deal with yourself.

It's not that he didn't figure it out before, but he didn't want to believe it, and he was blindly sad, making everything else muddy, and he was numb to hunger, cold, thirst, and pain.

But it also increases personal realization. He never knew why a person could be so uncomfortable before, the young lady in the play died of her lover, depressed all day long, and even haggard to death, he has always disdained and disbelieved this, and now looking at it, it seems that it is not completely impossible.

All kinds of thoughts went through in his heart, and all kinds of emotions poured out with tears, Fang Mengwei gradually felt better.

He raised his head to wipe the tears from his face and whispered, "Thank you, big brother, I'm fine." ”

"Are you really okay?"

Fang Mengwei nodded, got up and dusted off his knees.

Seeing that he was better, Fang Mengao said tentatively: "If it's okay, tell the eldest brother about the situation?" What's going on, is it...... Broken out of love? ”

When he hugged Fang Mengwei, he kept pondering, his younger brother has always ignored his temper, and he will inevitably throw his face at his father, I am afraid that no one in Beiping can let him suffer such a grievance but there is nothing he can do, unless it is ...... Relationship problems.

Fang Mengwei didn't expect Fang Mengao to say this, and hurriedly retorted: "Big brother, where do you want to go?" Not necessarily...... It's just a broken love......" his eyes were a little dodgy, and his tone was not very reasonable.

reacted like this time, in fact, even he himself was really surprised, and he was a little confused and hesitant about his intentions.

Fang Mengao saw that he was not firm, but his heart was even more determined: "Say, which lady do you like?" Anyway, it's definitely not Mulan. Meng Wei's mind is no longer on Mulan, and he still has this eyesight.

Fang Mengwei lowered his eyes and didn't answer, was silent for a while, and asked rhetorically: "Big brother, why are you so sure, who am I in love with?" ”

Seeing that he asked seriously, Fang Mengwei couldn't help but sigh in his heart - his younger brother is really not enlightened, he already doesn't think about other people's tea and dinner, he can't hate to destroy his heart and liver, isn't it called liking?

He couldn't help but say, "You don't like it, I think you like it very much." ”

"Isn't that a big deal?" Fang Mengwei didn't notice Fang Mengao's teasing, and asked in confusion.

Fang Mengao felt that he had to beat him, and said, "Let me ask you, why are you so sad?" ”

Fang Mengwei thought about it carefully: "I can't figure it out if I'm so disliked by others. ”

"There are a lot of people who don't like you, and there are also people who see you as a thorn in the eye, I see that you don't care much about it, how can this person make you uncomfortable? Meng Wei, you are not a temperless person, if it weren't for the ruthlessness you cared about, you would have done nothing and only held back your sadness? ”

Fang Mengwei was stunned. He knew that he must have some likes for Ming Lou, but he always thought it was out of admiration. Listening to the meaning of the eldest brother now, it may not be so simple.

But so what? It doesn't make much sense now.

Fang Mengwei couldn't help but be gloomy: "Even so, if he doesn't want to pay attention to me, what can I do?" ”

Fang Mengao was not entangled at all, and encouraged: "If you like it, let it go, it's not a big deal, men should be thick-skinned, maybe people don't really want to ignore you." ”

Fang Mengwei didn't dare to believe it: "No, whether you like it or not, whether you hate it or not, I can see it at a glance." ”

Seeing that he was still evading, Fang Mengao shook his head, took out a cigar box, took out a bite on it, took two sips, and said earnestly: "Meng Wei, the ancients said that the wind knows the strength of the grass board, and the board knows the Chengchen, and the ancients also said that the road knows the horsepower, and the people will see the hearts of the people for a long time." A person's mind can't just look at it, and he can't listen to what he says, but he has to see what he does at a critical time, watch it for a long time, and look deeper. ”

Fang Mengwei was listening carefully, but he suddenly changed his words: "But this is all a regular practice, I don't have the patience." I like to cut through the mess quickly, take the other party by surprise, and force people to tell the truth. ”

"Cut through the chaos with a quick knife, surprise......" Fang Mengwei pondered, "For example?" ”

"For example......" Fang Mengao recalled his practice of forcing people to dive at every turn, and felt that it was really inappropriate to teach, so he said vaguely: "The method varies from person to person, you should think about it yourself." ”

Fang Mengwei realized Fang Mengao's words, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, rather than thinking about it himself, it was better to ask directly.

In fact, according to his nature, it should have been like this a long time ago. It's not that he hasn't had the idea of asking Minglou these days, but he flinched at the thought that he might look at the cold face again.

Fang Meng Aowu swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, but what he thought was that most of the girls were duplicitous, and the strong attack was usually more effective than moisturizing things silently, in case people were unfortunate enough to really not have that kind of meaning to Meng Wei, it would be good for him to completely die. The liberation of Peking was sooner or later, and Meng Wei left Beiping within a month.

Thinking of this, Fang Mengao reminded: "Before you go to find someone, you have to think clearly yourself, seeing that you are about to leave, don't chase people when the time comes, you have become the one who is negative." ”

Fang Mengwei knew that the eldest brother had really misunderstood, but he would rather think like this and did not defend himself.

That Salomé is still on the table today, reminding him that it was never a wise decision to escape, and that relationships don't always turn out to be at his own pace, nor do they always allow him to be fully prepared to make a choice.

The eldest brother is right, it's time to figure out what he wants to do with Minglou.

But this matter seems to be known at a glance.

The cold wind blew for a long time, and Fang Mengwei finally felt a chill, not only cold, but also his mind was suddenly clear, and his mind returned to his place after being away for a few days.

He picked up the can he threw on the ground and said, "Big brother, I don't necessarily go home for dinner at night." ”

Fang Mengao looked at his face, knew that he had figured it out, and put his mind at ease.

"Something?"

"Well," Fang Mengwei picked up a piece of dace and put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, "I'm going to go to Bowstring Alley." ”

That was the place where the Beiping Station of the Secret Bureau, Fang Mengao frowned: "Wang Puchen has another move?" ”

Fang Mengwei shook his head, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the marinade from his fingertips, and a decisive look appeared on his face.

"It's my own business."