Marriage of the Republic of China

Chapter 58

It was very late that day, and Fu Wenge still clearly remembered that there was also light snow in the sky, a thin layer had accumulated on the window sill, and the glass was covered with fog.He lay down by the window, wiped a space on the window with his fingers, and looked at the jeep parked downstairs.

He saw Father's hurried steps running towards the car stopped suddenly, as if he was held by a huge force, he was struggling.The back was drawn into a long shadow by the street lamp, shaking unstoppably in the snowy night.

Opposite Dad, two people who just got out of the car stood one behind the other.The brim of the hat in front was pulled down very low, and Fu Wenge couldn't see his face clearly. He opened his hands, his body leaned forward slightly in a tense state, and he was trying to say something.

The one standing at the back was wearing a blue-gray military coat, with his head half down, his hands folded on his stomach, as if he was protecting everything hidden underneath.His shadow is also very long, supporting his body like a base, standing still.

Suddenly, he raised his head and said something.Time seemed to stand still at that moment, but immediately flowed again.Snowflakes swirled in the light of the street lamps and fell scattered among the three of them.

Seeing Father turn around and run back into the house, Fu Wenge hurriedly got off the chair by the window sill, and ran barefoot to the corridor.There were hurried footsteps on the stairs, and he stared closely at the stairs, but Dad didn't seem to see him, and ran into the room directly.He saw Dad crying, which is extremely rare.The last time I saw Dad cry, I heard from grandma that someone brought a message saying that my father was injured in the battle.

The man wearing the military cap came up behind him, and now Fu Wenge could see his expression clearly: in those eyes that were covered by the shadow of the military cap, half was guilt, half was begging for mercy.The man in military uniform clearly exuded a wolf-like sharp aura, but he felt inexplicably driven into a desperate situation.

He saw Fu Wenge standing in the corridor, his military boots stopped on the last step, and he stretched out his finger to point in another direction.

"Singe, go to sleep."

No matter how gentle the tone is, it can't conceal the coldness left by the battlefield.

Fu Wenge recognized his voice, it was his father.When his father left home, he hadn't started to study in the school run by the church. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than three years, and his father's appearance has long been blurred in his memory.But he remembered this voice, and remembered that before his father left, he touched his head and said, "Wen Ge, when Dad is not at home, take good care of your father for me."

Father chased into the bedroom and had an argument with Father.Fu Wenge couldn't quite understand what they were arguing about. He hugged the wooden fence by the stairs, and looked at the two hysterical people through the crack of the door, unknown fear crawling all over his body.

boom!

The astonishing gunshots rang out, and the ten-year-old child was so frightened that he cried out with a "wow".Father came out of the room, jumped to his side and hugged him tightly in his arms.Soon the man in the military coat also ran up the stairs, and when Fu Wenge heard what Dad said, the man's body swayed in his blurred vision, and then he turned and left.

After a few days, Fu Wenge heard from the servants at home that that person was his father's concubine, named Mu Wangqiu, and gave birth to a younger brother for him.Fu Wenge at that time had no idea what the outer room was.All he knew was that the appearance of that person forced Father to even abandon him to die.

So, he hates him.

"Wear the song, hear the song?"

Bai Hanchen called twice, only to see a gleam of light gather in Fu Wenge's empty eyes again.Fu Wenge, who had just seen the cold weather, was also waiting by the car, so he hurriedly confessed to the secretary and came over.There are other treats to come, but he can go there a little later.

"Uh, Aunt Ting and I just went to measure the size of the dress and saw your car when we passed by." Fu Wenge came back to his senses, looked over Bai Hanchen's shoulder, and looked at the officer with a clear expression behind him, "This is..."

"This is Leng Jiyuan, Leng Chu, my senior." Bai Hanchen introduced them to each other, "Senior, this is Wen Ge."

He thought that since Fu Wenge was here, he might as well introduce him and Leng Jiyuan to each other.Leng Jiyuan mentioned before that it was too late to attend their wedding, but she wanted to meet Fu Wenge.

Leng Jiyuan took off her gloves, and stretched out her hand to Fu Wenge: "Hi, I've been hearing about you from Hanchen recently, and I've wanted to see you for a long time."

When Fu Wenge heard the words "Leng Jiyuan", Fu Wenge felt a tightness in his chest.He raised his hand mechanically, staring at the other person's face without blinking.So this is the person Bai Hanchen liked, he thought.Impeccably handsome, with a tall and straight body unique to soldiers.Just like Mu Wangqiu back then, even though he had taken off his military uniform, no matter from which angle he looked at him, he still looked very energetic.

Xu shook Fu Wenge's hand, seeing him looking at her with vigilant eyes, Leng Jiyuan turned her head towards Bai Hanchen and slightly raised the corners of her mouth: "I won't go to that stall later, you take them there, I will Please Wen Ge have a cup of coffee in the lobby."

He turned his attention to Fu Wenge again: "Do you have time?"

Fu Wenge was stunned for a moment, although he didn't know what Leng Jiyuan intended to invite him to drink coffee, but he still nodded driven by curiosity.Bai Hanchen was also a little surprised, but he didn't stop him, he just teased, "Senior, don't reveal all the embarrassing things about me in college".

Sitting down in the coffee bar in the hotel lobby, after ordering coffee, Leng Jiyuan took out a sea-blue silver cigarette case and asked, "Do you mind?"

Fu Wenge shook his head.

"Do you smoke?"

Fu Wenge continued to shake his head.

Opening the lid of the lighter and lighting a thin cigar, Leng Jiyuan tilted her head slightly and rested her forehead with her thumb, and said, "Listen to Han Chen, you are very obedient to him."

"I didn't care about him, it's all about self-consciousness." Fu Wenge looked away slightly.He was the one who stared hard at him just now, but now he has changed his feng shui.

The waiter brought the coffee, and Leng Jiyuan bent forward, pushing the sugar bowl on the table towards Fu Wenge.He could see that this prospective newcomer was very concerned about him, thinking that a small thoughtful gesture might be able to resolve the other party's hostility.

"Thank you, but I don't add sugar to my coffee." Fu Wenge said, pouring the milk from the small milk jug into the cup and stirring it with a silver spoon.

Leng Jiyuan raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking that this little man is really like what Bai Hanchen said, he was not easy to get along with when he first met.He knew Fu Wenge's background and had dealt with Fu Junkai before, so he was a little curious as to why a father with such a resolute personality would teach a child with such a strong sense of self-protection - he would stand up if he felt threatened of spikes.

"Hey, Wen Ge, I have a question for you."

"Huh?" Fu Wenge lowered his head halfway, looking at him with picky eyes.

"Why do you want to study medicine?"

"Save lives." Putting down his cup, Fu Wenge sat upright, "Then why do you want to join the army?"

Leng Jiyuan replied without hesitation: "I have the same idea as you, saving lives."

Fu Wenge frowned: "Use a gun to save lives?"

"Use a gun to defend the land that nurtures life."

"...I now know why Hanchen likes you." Closing his eyes, Fu Wenge let out a long breath, "In addition to your eye-catching appearance, you also have a strong enough inside."

"Thank you." Leng Jiyuan chuckled, exhaled a puff of smoke from the side of her head, and turned her gaze back to Fu Wenge's face, "I can tell that Hanchen holds a lot of weight in your heart."

Fu Wenge looked away, thinking to himself that the weight is not important, why would he want to get married?

"But you don't trust him." Reaching out to flick off the cigarette ash, Leng Jiyuan's words slashed across Fu Wenge's heart like a knife point, "I see that when Han Chen introduced me to you, your state immediately became tense." Enemy. So I venture to guess, you know we both had mutual crushes before."

Fu Wenge immediately tensed his expression: "I've seen the bookmark you left for him."

"So you're worried about the resurgence of our old relationship?"

"I do not have!"

"Hey, honest people are cute."

"Why do you—" Fu Wenge stood up abruptly, suddenly realized that this was a public place, and sat down again to lower his voice, "You don't understand me at all!"

Leng Jiyuan nodded: "I don't know you, but I know Han Chen. He is not the kind of person who can make up his mind easily. If he was, we should have been together seven years ago. Wen Ge, I don't know you have gone through What, but I believe that Hanchen will not let you down."

"..." Tightening his fingers on his knees, Fu Wenge looked at him fixedly, "Why did you tell me this?"

Leng Jiyuan's eyes froze slightly, and after a while, she crushed the thin cigar into the ashtray, and sighed softly: "Because I don't want to be a lump in other people's hearts, to be honest, I just felt hatred from the way you looked at me. "

"It's not because of you..." Fu Wenge let go of his fist, "It's just that you remind me of another person."

"Who?" Leng Jiyuan leaned slightly.

"My father's concubine is called Mu Wangqiu. He used to be a military doctor. Do you know him?"

Leng Jiyuan shook her head: "Why do you hate him?"

"Because of him, my father almost committed suicide by drinking a bomb." Fu Wenge looked down at the light reflected in the cup, "My father always told me that the elders' affairs have nothing to do with me, and he never complained about anything in front of me." But the picture of him drawing his gun and the sound of the gun at the beginning are still lingering in my mind... You are very similar to Mu Wangqiu, not in terms of appearance, but in feeling... I know he loves my father, and he also loves my father. I know he has no intention of forcing my father to death, but I just can't forgive him."

"I can understand your feelings." Tapping her fingertips on her knees, Leng Jiyuan nodded, "Seeing a relative commit suicide in front of you will leave a huge shadow... Wen Ge, I'm sorry to remind you of unpleasant things It's over."

The invisible spikes on his body finally retracted, Fu Wenge shook his head: "I also misunderstood you."

"It seems that I have to get rid of this self-righteous problem. I thought you minded me and Hanchen—" Leng Jiyuan waved her hand and swallowed the second half of the sentence, "I don't think I will have any wedding with you and Hanchen." It's time to participate, congratulations in advance on your happy marriage and the early birth of your son."

Fu Wenge's ears turned red, and his expression was slightly uncomfortable: "I see you are wearing a wedding ring, do you have any children?"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Leng Jiyuan's eyes: "No, my husband's spine was injured and his lower limbs were paralyzed. You are a medical student, so you should know what that means."

Of course Fu Wenge knew, and couldn't help feeling pity for Leng Jiyuan and his husband.

"So, study hard, maybe you can help my husband stand up again in the future." Leng Jiyuan got up and stretched out her hand to him, "It's getting late, go back and rest, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Me too."

After bidding farewell to Leng Jiyuan, Fu Wenge went out to push the cart, but he couldn't find his own cart after searching around.Ask the doorman, the doorman doesn't know either.Because the snow outside was getting thicker and thicker, they stayed inside the gate and didn't pay attention to the outside.

The car was stolen, Fu Wenge hurried to call the police.

TBC

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