31 Dong Heungshun Hotel Warehouse Days Summer 1932

It's a dirty, dark storage room.

Thundershowers were falling outside the window, and thunder rolled from time to time.

Xiao Hong sat at the table with a big belly and wrote something.

Her head had grown gray hair, her clothes were disheveled, and she looked like a ruined willow.

On the table there is a copy of the Bulletin of International Associations.

Bai Lang (voiceover) : ...... Xiao Hong was imprisoned in a dilapidated warehouse in the hotel, but she still had illusions about Wang Enjia's return, and once wrote such poems...... Xiao Hong (voiceover): Last May, I was eating apricots in Beiping

In May of this year

The pain of my life is like an apricot......

Luo Feng (voiceover) : ...... But Wang Enjia disappeared forever. Not only that, but there is no trace of the entire Wang family. This has become another mystery in Xiao Hong's life......

32 Dong Xingshun Hotel Corridor Days Summer 1932

In the narrow corridor outside the warehouse, a dim light bulb was lit.

Shu Qun and Lao Fei walked through the long corridor to the end and knocked on a door. Lao Fei is in his forties, a thin Jiangnan person.

The door was opened.

Xiao Hong, who was even more bloated and sloppy, appeared in the door.

Shu Qun and Lao Fei stood outside the door.

Lao Fei: Are you Zhang Naiying?

Xiao Hong nodded uneasily and warily. The pregnancy spots on her face are striking.

Lao Fei (affectionately): I am Lao Fei, the editor of the International Newspaper of Cooperation. He is our author. We received your letter to the newspaper!

Xiao Hong smiled reassuringly.

33 Jin Jianxiao Studio, Night Summer, 1932

Lao Fei, Shu Qun, Bai Lang, Luo Feng, Xiao Jun and Jin Jianxiao chatted while drinking.

Jin Jianxiao has long hair, wears glasses, and looks like a literary and artistic young man.

Lao Fei: She said in her letter that if she can't pay back the money, the situation that the innkeeper is going to sell her to the outer circle building as a woman to pay off her debts is true!

Bai Lang : This woman is not in danger, and she knows how to write letters to the newspaper! We must manage this matter, and we must manage it to the end! Damn it! I'm also a fellow woman!

Luo Feng: Where's the money? Where do you get all that money?! A few of us together are not worth six hundred dollars!

Jin Jianxiao: Publish her letter in the newspaper and appeal to the society!

Shu Qun: Do you think someone will pay a penny?

Everyone was speechless for a while, and when they found that Xiao Jun didn't move, they couldn't help but look at him.

Lao Fei: San Lang, why don't you talk much tonight?

Xiao Jun pulled a few hairs from his head.

Xiao Jun (sarcastically): I have nothing, only the hair on my head that hasn't been cut for a few months is rich. If I can exchange money, I am willing to uproot it!

Bai Lang : Saburo is drunk.

Lao Fei: Then you can write a few more articles and sell them!

Xiao Jun : Oh my God! Is it to write an article in Harbin to sell to a ghost? Besides, I don't write articles that sell money.

Everyone was at a loss and fell silent.

34 The corridor of the East Hung Soon Hotel at dusk in the summer of 1932

Long, dark and narrow corridors.

Xiao Jun took two books and followed the hotel guy towards the room where Xiao Hong was being held at the end.

Xiao Jun wore a faded coarse blue student uniform, patched gray pants, a pair of torn leather shoes with open mouths, no socks, and short unkempt hair.

The guy walked to the middle of the hallway, stopped, and pointed to the room at the end.

Dude: She's in the room at the end, go knock on the door yourself!

After saying that, he left.

Xiao Jun came to the front of the room and knocked on the door.

35 The Narrative of Mr. and Mrs. Luo Feng Bailang (same as 30 scenes)

Luo Feng: It was the evening of July 13, 1932, and Xiao Jun and Xiao Hong met in a fateful meeting.

In Xiao Jun's life's writings, this encounter was written by him twice.

36. Yanjing Dongba River villager Fang Xiaojun's residence in the summer of 1978

Xiao Jun, who has frost-dyed white hair, wears reading glasses and sits at his desk in front of the window to write articles. His clothes were soaked with sweat.

His later wife watered the flowers behind him.

Elderly Xiao Jun (voiceover) : ...... Her pale, almost circular face was embedded in the middle of her hair, and she had a pair of large, shining eyes staring straight at me, and her voice asked as if she was frightened and trembling slightly......

37 The corridor of the East Heungshun Hotel (same as 34 fields) at dusk in the summer of 1932

Xiao Hong (surprised): Who are you looking for?

Xiao Jun : Zhang Naiying.

Xiao Hong: Hmm......

Xiao Jun entered the room without waiting for an invitation.

38 The warehouse of the East Heungshun Hotel (same as 3 fields) at dusk in the summer of 1932

Xiao Hong turned on the light, the light was dim, but there was still a sunset on the wall in the room.

Xiao Jun sat down on a chair by the window, put the two books he had brought on the table, and handed Xiao Hong a letter at the same time.

Xiao Hong walked under the light bulb and stood like that, opening the letter and reading it.

Xiao Jun looked at Xiao Hong coldly.

Xiao Hong's hands holding the letter paper trembled obviously. She wore only a single gown that had been blue but now faded, one side of which had been cracked above the knee, her calves and feet were bare, and a pair of deformed women's shoes were worn on her feet. Her hair was already distinctly gray in the middle, glistening in the light, and her pregnant figure looked like she was soon in labor.

Xiao Hong put away the letter, a little pleased.

Xiao Hong: It turns out that you are Mr. San Lang of the newspaper, I just read your article, but unfortunately I couldn't read it completely.

She went to the bedside, pulled through an old newspaper and pointed through it.

Xiao Hong: It's this "Lonely Chick", which suits my taste!

Xiao Jun stood up and pointed to the book on the table.

Xiao Jun: This is the book you asked for from Lao Fei, he asked me to send it to you, then I'll go!

Xiao Jun: This is what Mr. Lao Fei asked me to bring to you, I'm leaving!

Xiao Jun walked out.

Xiao Hong: Let's talk about ...... All right?

Xiao Jun hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down on the chair again.

Xiao Jun: Please talk!

Xiao Hong sat down on the edge of the bed, and the two sat crampedly opposite each other.

Xiao Jun took a few pieces of paper from the table and looked at them.

A piece of paper has some patterns drawn on it.

On a piece of paper are a few large characters with purple pencils that imitate the font of Wei Bei's "Zheng Wengong".

A poem is written on a piece of paper.

Xiao Jun : Who drew this pattern?

Xiao Hong: I did it when I was bored......

Xiao Jun: What about these "double hooks"?

Xiao Hong: It's me......

Xiao Jun : Have you ever written "Zheng Wengong"?

Xiao Hong: I learned it when I was studying painting at school......

Xiao Jun: What about this poem?

Xiao Hong (shyly): It's also ......

Xiao Hong was at a loss.

39 Yanjing Dongbahe villager Fang Xiaojun in the residence (same as 36 scenes) outside the summer of 1978

The elderly Xiao Jun smoked a cigarette alone and meditated.

Elderly Xiao Jun (voiceover) : ...... At this time, I seemed to feel that the world was changing, the seasons were changing, the people were changing, and I thought that my thoughts and feelings were also changing......

40 is just Xiao Hong's vicissitudes of face on the screen

She looks affectionately at the camera. The gray hair and pregnancy spots on her face make her feel like she has suffered 33 hardships.

Elderly Xiao Jun (voiceover) : ...... Appearing in front of me is the most beautiful woman I have ever known, and I must save her at all sacrifices and costs! It's my obligation!

I swore to myself secretly......