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Chapter 39 Traveling Again

Lin Zhanyu didn't bring many things, except for a change of clothes and pocketbooks, there were only a few pieces of paper Wei Qingyun gave him.

It was still dark when he went out, Wei Qingyun sent him to the door, and said in a low voice: "It's good. If the master has knowledge under the spring, he will definitely regard you as his most proud student."

Looking at Wei Qingyun's expression, Lin Zhanyu knew that he understood everything.He knew that he asked him to stay in order to prevent both of them from being killed in case of an accident.

Compared with the two of them, Xiao Qiao's situation is only a lot more dangerous.This is to leave a way out for Boss Qiao's art and to leave roots for future generations.

"Brother, I'm leaving." Lin Zhanyu blinked, as if making up his mind: "Don't worry, I'll come back safely."

Wei Qingyun looked at him for a while, then suddenly hugged him.

However, this tenderness only lasted for a short moment, before Lin Zhanyu could react, he let go.

"Go." Wei Qingyun smiled: "Go early and return early."

Lin Zhanyu was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so he walked quickly, only turning his head once from the beginning to the end.

But just looking back this time, he remembered it deeply.

I saw Wei Qingjun standing straight at the door of their residence, reflecting the faint morning light, as if smiling at him.

He obviously couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but he just knew it.

Seeing this situation, he felt resentful: If I had known that you would agree to me at this time, I would have left later.

But he thought about it again, if he hadn't told Wei Qingyun that he wanted to leave, maybe the other party would not have fulfilled his wish so quickly.

Forget it, don't think about it.

Lin Zhanyu sighed, waved his hand to Senior Brother Wei, turned around, put his hand into his pocket, and rubbed the rice paper with his fingers, as if he could feel Wei Qingyun's great care when writing.

He suddenly felt that he was not walking alone.

Carrying the ability and wish of the late master, the expectation and affirmation of his elder brother, and the glory and burden of his predecessors, he walked forward step by step.

Walking on the road full of thorns, towards a bright or dark future.

The enemy-occupied area is indeed different from Lujiang County, which Lin Zhanyu had already seen when he went to Nanjing last time.

Not only were there patrolling Japanese soldiers on the street, but there were also many slogans that looked very hypocritical.

Those slogans were printed on the walls around the street in big characters, which was very eye-catching.

After staying for a long time, Lin Zhanyu realized that the people in the enemy-occupied areas were forced to learn Japanese.

He found a hotel to live in, and after getting familiar with the environment in the city, he started to work.

In addition to the eight sticks that Qiao Xiaoyan was good at back then, Lin Zhanyu's work also included many things written by Wei Qingyun himself, many of which were insinuations against the Japanese devils.

He often makes comparisons with the Southern Song Dynasty against the Jin Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms Cao Wei, and his words are impeccable, and he has never been caught.

Sometimes after the evening work, if there are too many people, he will add a sentence: "Have you ever heard of the boss Qiao Xiaoyan in Nanjing?"

Some of the judges around nodded, some shook their heads.

Lin Zhanyu continued, "I am his apprentice."

Some people in the audience gradually remembered, and suddenly realized: "No wonder you feel so familiar to me, so you are Boss Qiao's beloved apprentice."

A few months passed in a flash, and the end of the year was approaching. Lin Zhanyu began to plan his return trip.

These days he works almost every day, no matter day or night.He has never been so busy since he was a child, and he only has a moment of leisure at noon to write a letter to Wei Qingyun.

He didn't know if shopkeeper Wu had moved again, so he could only send the letter to Qiao Li, and trouble the other party to forward it to Brother Wei when he was free.

After lunch that day, he didn't bother to go upstairs and go back to his room, so he asked the clerk for a pen and paper, and sat in the front hall to start writing.

"Brother Lin, are you writing a letter to your family?" After the waiter finished wiping the table, he saw Lin Zhanyu sitting beside him, exchanging warm greetings.

"Hey." The whole noon, Lin Zhanyu's smile never faded, and now it became stronger.

"Is it written for the wife and children?" the man asked again.

daughter in law?Lin Zhanyu's hand holding the pen paused for a moment.

He felt that this word did not apply to Wei Qingyun, but out of selfishness, he nodded cheerfully.

What's more, he didn't want to explain to others that the person in his heart was a man, which would cause trouble for nothing.

"Look, I'm happy for you." The man also smiled: "Like a silly boy."

"I'm just happy." Lin Zhanyu wrote while speaking.

Seeing his appearance, the man was very curious: "Your wife must be very beautiful, right?"

"Of course." Lin Zhanyu stopped writing, recalling Wei Qingyun's appearance: "Dan Fengyan, tall, with delicate features. It's just that he has a bad temper, but it doesn't matter, I like it."

He pointed to his chest: "In my heart, he is the most beautiful person in the world."

"I'm so talented and beautiful, I'm envious of others." The man patted him on the shoulder: "You have family members waiting for you, so you'll be safe and sound. You'd better go back sooner."

"Yes." Lin Zhanyu nodded: "I will definitely go back a year ago."

On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, he finally arrived home.

As he expected, shopkeeper Wu changed his residence again because of the air raid.Wei Qingyun waited for him at the place agreed with him in the letter before, and took him to the new residence.

As the saying goes, "A little farewell is better than a newlywed", Lin Zhanyu only now fully understands the meaning of it.

The first time he saw Wei Qingyun, he wanted to pounce on him and hug him, but considering that he was on the street in broad daylight, he couldn't make mistakes, so he didn't dare to stretch out his hand until he entered the house.

"Brother," as soon as the door was closed, Lin Zhanyu immediately leaned forward and asked with a smile, "Do you miss me?"

"Think about it," Wei Qingyun flicked his forehead, "I worry about you every day, for fear that something will happen to you over there."

Lin Zhanyu hugged him from behind, making it very difficult for him to move.Wei Qingyun broke away from him and started to help him pack his luggage.

After this trip, the young man in front of him lost some weight.Brother Wei saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He didn't want to be serious with him anymore, so he said in a low and gentle tone: "Sit down and rest for a while."

What he didn't expect was that these words made Lin Zhanyu feel uncomfortable.

For Lin Zhanyu and Wei Qingyun, it is perfectly normal to quarrel and bicker from time to time.

Lin Zhanyu was disobedient when he was a child, and was whipped by Wei Qingyun with a cane. He didn't practice well when learning things, and it would be considered light to be stared at by Senior Brother Wei a few times.

As for himself, he has never been obedient to that piece of material, and talking back is even more commonplace.

He is used to straightforward emotional expression, and has mastered the quiet reconciliation skills after the "hot war" and "cold war". , even if the other party is his senior brother whom he has been with for ten years.

So he didn't get used to it, he felt that Wei Qingyun was too nice to him.

"Don't be so busy." Lin Zhanyu pressed Wei Qingyun's hand that wanted to help him pack his things: "I feel flustered when you do this."

Wei Qingyun felt it was unbelievable, he turned his head and looked at the other party like a psychopath, thinking: I just miss you and want to take care of you more, why are you making such a fuss?

He pushed Lin Zhanyu's hand away, and commented extremely accurately: "I think you deserve a beating."

Hearing this, Lin Zhan smiled foolishly. Unlike his advances and retreats outside, he looked naive at this moment: "Who wouldn't say it."

Wei Qingyun put down the objects in his hands and sat down beside the young man.

The candlelight blurred a lot, but it also made some things clearer.

Wei Qingyun found that the young man in front of him was too handsome, his slender eyes were slightly narrowed, like the crescent moon at the beginning of the month, and he smiled captivatingly.

He had never looked at Lin Zhanyu from such a perspective before, and this was the first time he had seen it.

It was only at this time that he realized that Lin Zhanyu was right: this man is indeed young and beautiful.

"Senior Brother," Lin Zhanyu leaned his head on his shoulder and wrapped his arms around his waist, coquettishly saying to him, "Don't bully me again in the future."

Wei Qingjun refused to admit it: "It's too late for me to love you. When did I bully you?"

Lin Zhanyu originally wanted to elaborate, but due to too many "crimes", he didn't know which one to say first.

never mind.He gave up the idea of ​​"excusing the teacher" to Wei Qingyun, but raised his head and kissed Wei Qingyun lightly on the lips.

Wei Qingyun smiled, let the man kiss him, and pushed him away after a while.

"Speaking of business." He asked: "Going out for a trip, how do you feel?"

"Not bad, I think they all like to hear it." Lin Zhanyu thought about it carefully: "Perhaps there are people who escaped from Nanjing back then, and the name of Master is not unknown."

As he spoke, he thought of something else: "By the way, I heard that the Japanese devils bombed the American naval base a while ago, and want to fight a naval battle with them?"

Wei Qingyun nodded, he had also heard about these things on the radio and in the newspapers.

"When will this battle end?" Lin Zhanyu lowered his eyes: "I heard people say that some people went to the United States to escape the war. But you see, there seems to be no place in the world that is peaceful."

"It will be over." Wei Qingyun helped him to gather some of the long hair on both sides of his forehead: "It will definitely."

After all, Wei Qingyun got up and wanted to leave, but Lin Zhanyu followed him and stood up, hugging him from behind again.

It is not only the young man's mind that changes with time, but also his body.The thin child at the beginning has disappeared, replaced by a strong and strong young man, full of vigor and hope, and shoulders with great responsibility.

"What's the matter?" Wei Qingyun asked with a good temper: "Are you still not resting?"

"Can I sleep with you?" Lin Zhanyu asked tentatively, "It's fine if you don't want to."

Wei Qingyun turned and stared at him, and couldn't help laughing.

"I'll lie down with you for a while," he said.

Lin Zhanyu often lay with this person when he was a child, but his mood now is quite different from that time.

He stared sideways at Wei Qingyun's face, his heart full of sweetness.

"Master always said in the early years that we would not be recognized by people in the north who talked about jokes." Wei Qingyun is used to being stared at by him, and now he can even turn a blind eye to it: "If one day, our reputation will be as big as that in the north." If all the artists are on the same stage, instead of always being inferior in front of others, that is the perfection."

"Yes." Lin Zhanyu smiled: "It will be a great thing to recruit a group of young apprentices then."

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A friendly reminder of the timeline: the end of 1941