The Twelve Years: Song of the Unsung Friends

Fu Dongwen asked her to leave after the Chinese New Year, so as to keep it alive.

But from that day on, except for Tan Qingxiang who often came back to fetch the clothes, utensils and books used by the third master, he never showed up.

He arranged a wing room, and Shen Xi didn't want to go.

She slept on the couch in the study. There were the newspapers and books he used to read, in English, Japanese, and Chinese. A blue ink bottle in the corner of the desk was used up and hadn't changed. Shen Xi lay on the desk, staring at the ink bottle, and realized that he was still a thrifty man. One night until dawn, I looked through the "Ta Kung Pao" on the bottom floor of his bookshelf, and found that the letter I had sent him was placed under the Ta Kung Pao and **** with a rope, marked as "Shen". Xi New York". There are also letters from others, all bundled as-is, with names and cities in them. She squatted in the corner between the bookshelf and the wall, reading those strange names and letters. The sum of letters from others was less than hers alone.

At that time, to him... it was just after Zhongliang who was far overseas.

"Miss Shen, you have to sit, and you have to pad under your body." The maid added a brazier for heating and came in.

Shen Xi took a book of his reading notes to the side, undressed, and got into the quilt.

The servant girl in this courtyard has seen how Miss Shen and San Ye are doing well in the past. Now I look at San Ye. Since getting out of trouble, Guanghe Building, Shaanxi Alley, and Shihua Pavilion are homes, and I will never return here. courtyard. "It used to be a good moon and full moon, no doubt about affection, but now it's the fading of love, and the dew at night is waning." A young man who had read two books came to a conclusion.

On the night of the New Year's Eve, Xiao Wu Ye hurried back to Beijing with stars and stars, and first came to visit Fu Dongwen. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Shen Xi holding his chin and sitting at the desk, with a few dishes in front of him, and he could not see the New Year atmosphere.

Shen Xi held his chopsticks and dialed the dishes. The person in front of him called himself: "Sister-in-law."

Looking up in a daze, there is still snow on Xiao Wuye's shoulders: "It's snowing?" She heard herself ask.

Xiao Wuye greeted him in a awkward manner, and he dared not ask Shen Xi deeply. After leaving, he asked the maidservant about the reasons in the yard. When he asked, Shen Xi was sitting by the window and vaguely listened to the meeting. Little Fifth Master had never passed by, but he also knew that his third brother was a lucky person. He sighed for a long while: "Brother Brother, Brother Three. Seven passions, six desires, wine and wealth , He still can't get out..." Nothing else could be said.

Ordinary people are standing outside the window listening to the root of the wall, but she is inside the window listening to the people outside.

Shen Xi couldn't beat his energy, and lay in the quilt again. With his face on the pillow, the person fell asleep in a daze, but because of the conjecture that "he will come back" in his heart, he slept in an extremely painful way. Desperate to split, I went to see the floor clock, Didi Da Da walked for only three hours.

She took a breath and sat upright in her clothes.

I have never cried in front of the next person.

Next to the desk was the leather suitcase she brought with her when she came. It was packed. There was a letter and a check in her dress, with Fu Dongwen's signature on it. Tan Qingxiang gave her a few days ago: "Dong Wen knows that you are unwilling to accept it. You save it for emergency use. After two years, you have your savings and send it back to him." Tan Qingxiang wanted to persuade her to stay self-defense. Money, she knew it was kind, and put the check in the book.

She looked at the clock in a daze, and walked for another ten minutes.

It's almost dawn.

Since he couldn't sleep, he simply got up, changed his clothes and skirts for going out tomorrow, and finally sat at his desk, digging out the letter paper from the drawer, and leaving him a letter word by word. At the end of the letter, the pen was put away, and I looked at the blue ink bottle for a while. After seeing too much in the past few days, I felt emotional, so I quietly wrapped it in letter paper and put it in the box.

As soon as the box was locked, someone knocked on the door frame outside the curtain: "Awake?"

It is Tan Qingxiang.

Fu Dongwen is back? Will he come to see him off after all?

Shen Xi hurriedly stood up: "Come in."

After a few days without eating and sleeping well, she suddenly got up, and a white shadow swayed in front of her eyes. She held the desk and took a breath.

Tan Qingxiang came in, there was snow on and on the leather shoes, and Shen Xi's face was flushed, and he walked in front of her. From those watery eyes, I saw disappointment.

"Are you the only one coming back?" Seeing no sound outside, her heart fell straight.

"Yes. But I'm here to tell you something you shouldn't say, and take you to a place you shouldn't go."

Shen Xi didn't understand.

"He was sick these days and didn't want you to know, so he lived in Shihua Pavilion. But I understand you two, not seeing this side, the regret in my heart is too great," Tan Qingxiang said under pressure. "I'll take you to Shihua Pavilion and use it as an excuse to see a young lady. It is not convenient for me to see gynecological diseases, and she doesn't want to go to the hospital. Before you leave, you are doing me a personal favor. Go and check her. ."

He went on to say: "This excuse is not clever, but if you took you over, he can't say anything."

Tan Qingxiang is from here, doing what he thinks is right.

Shen Xi was leaning on the desk behind his back, his throat tightened, and he fell to his heart under the eighteenth hell, like being salvaged by two hands and thrown into a frying pan for frying... People feel uncomfortable, not just the feeling inside. The hands, feet and body will also be weak.

Tan Qingxiang looked at her blushing unnaturally: "Aren't you sick too?"

She shook her head. No, she is in good health. How can a doctor not exercise. When she was studying, she was jogging except for studying, and colds were rare. In these short days, from the beginning of the year to today, unable to eat and sleep, the girl in the state of disappointed love can think of each other when she sees everything, torturing her heart, liver, spleen and lungs, appearing on her face, haggard a lot.

"You wait for me for ten minutes." she said.

It was about to dawn, and there was not much time to meet from now on.

In the presence of Tan Qingxiang, Shen Xi used his makeup as quickly as possible. Tan Qingxiang asked Wan An to quietly take Ms. Shen’s suitcase out, and Shen Xi followed him out. All he told the maid was to give three A female friend of the Lord had a consultation. The people in the yard knew that Shen Xi was in the hospital, but they were sighing that it was rare to be called out by the third master, or for other women.

Before dawn, Rouge Lane is the quietest.

On weekdays, the lively fireworks willow Lane has few guests on the New Year’s Eve, and it is the morning of the first day of the new year. The rickshaw drivers have to reunite with their families and do not rush to work. At this time, the sky was white, there were no cars, only ruts of different shades, rickshaws, cars...most of them were covered in snow, highlighting the traces of their car.

There was a maid waiting in the Chuhuamen, seeing people coming, and led them into the wing.

She's been in this yard, this wing, goodbye, it really is Xiao Su San. Xiao Su San was drinking tea and saw a smile on their faces.

Tan Qingxiang gave Shen Xi to him: "Miss Shen. That's Su Qing."

Xiao Su San is the stage name, and Su Qing is the real name.

"I've seen it," Su Qing asked, "How long does it take for your western doctors to check? You stay with me. Let Qingxiang deal with Sanye."

"Half an hour, the check is the most," she said.

"Then half an hour, so that the third master will get up." Su Qing said to Tan Qingxiang.

Tan Qingxiang and Su Qingwen thanked them and stopped in the house for a while and said, "I'll call."

"Yeah." Su Qing smiled.

Tan Qingxiang was a few-word scholar who first met, and only after getting along for a long time can he realize his meanness and nobleness. But at this moment, he was like a tamed man. Shen Xi remembered the person Fu Dongwen said that made Tan Qingxiang memorable, and then looked at Su Qing, and thought that she was also so weak and polite to Fu Erye...

"Why, did anyone mention me in front of you?"

She has no friends here, and she faces politicians, scholars, scholars and generals every day, and she is the most speculative.

Shen Xi confessed: "I'm a little curious, thinking of Mr. Tan's past emotional life that Sanye said."

Su Qing smiled and admitted.

"Dong Ming," Su Qing paused and said, "When I knew San Ye and Si Ye, I was a few years earlier than Tan Qingxiang."

Whenever someone mentioned Fu Dongfan's matter, she would remain silent, which was already instinct.

Seeing that she was silent, Su Qing smiled consciously and boringly, and said to herself: "The early third and fourth masters were in Beijing. It was really the kings and grandsons walking around Changmu Mo, greedy, obsessed, and teenagers..."

The last half that Su Qing didn't say was that he seemed to be careless and mad, demanding to be restrained, and arguing as if he was not romantic.

A poem is humming, unlike what a prostitute would do in a brothel, like a private conversation in a boudoir, talking about each other's favorite people. Shen Xi vaguely saw something in her words, and felt that this poem had been said by someone in the past.

But she and Fu Tongwen were about to separate, separated, and vaguely said: "Mr. Tan is a good person." Dry, without rhetoric, without a single example, abruptly turned the words to Tan Qingxiang.

Su Qing replied: "He is the best person in the world."

The two had nothing to say.

Half an hour later, Tan Qingxiang entered the house and wanted to take Shen Xi to the east wing, but was stopped by Su Qing: "Let the maid take over. You go, if the third master stays with you, the three are in the same room, you still How do you let them talk about their own words?"

When Tan Qingxiang was asked, Su Qing said: "It's just dawn, so I can sleep here for a while."

"I'll go by myself." Shen Xi said hurriedly.

She knew where the square yard was. Tan Qingxiang didn't want to disturb them either. He didn't forcefully follow her and stayed in Su Qing's house. When Shen Xi left, the maid had already prepared a hot towel, Tan Qingxiang wiped her hands and face hastily, Su Qing bowed his head, and untied there, Tan Qingxiang blocked her hand: "I won't sleep anymore."

Shen Xi was inconvenient to stay more, so he went to the yard and looked around slightly. Outside the opposite wing, there was a guy beckoning to her, she passed by, but the guy didn't talk much and opened the curtain.

She hesitated, and was awakened by the dubious look of the dude, and stepped towards the threshold.

There is a bronze crane in the corner of the wall, a small copper plate and an incense burner are placed together, and it is known as a poetry bell. Sure enough, the people who came here were all dignitaries, and they were playing old-school things.

The light in the room was not off, and the light of the electric light was so redundant and pale in the day.

Fu Dongwen leaned back in the grandmaster's chair, and just tapped an open book on the bridge of his nose, Xiao Ran was far away.

When the curtain was lowered, he looked over: "Originally I wanted to keep you for the New Year, but I didn't expect to be so busy at this time that I would say sorry to you."

Shen Xi cooperated with him to cheat: "It's nothing, you have always been very busy, I have long been used to it."

He laughed: "Qing Xiang just told me that you want to diagnose Su Qing, so I know that you still know gynecology."

Shen Xi replied: "During my internship in Renji, I will be asked to rotate in the department and can handle ordinary examinations."

Fu Tongwen smiled and buckled the book upside down on the coffee table. The man put on his clothes, went down to the ground, and walked up with his slippers.

She took out a folded letter paper from her pocket: "After I go, you will read it again."

He picked it up and put it by the window: "Okay, I'll watch when you leave."

Getting close, I can smell the smell of bathing on him.

He had just taken a shower and changed his clothes. Before he could fasten the cuff buttons of his shirt, the tips of his hair were wiped dry, and his hair was still slightly wet. Men take advantage of this, their hair dries quickly, and they pretend to be realistic. She seemed to be able to see that he heard that she had been brought in, and it was inevitable that Mr. Tan would have to say a few words, then he got out of bed, let people prepare for a bath, ironed the shirt... just so that she could not smell the medicine of chronic illness, Qingjun and clean face are opposite.

"This time, goodbye, I don't know when," he said. "If it is convenient, you can write to me, just like in the past."

She said "um".

"Actually, what I want to ask you is the same as when I was in Guangzhou," he said. "I won't reply to you, and don't leave your address in the letter. There are many people who want my life outside. Hidden in my heart."

"Also, don't tell people about your life experience," it is indeed the original words in Guangzhou, but there are two more sentences added, "No matter what happens in the future, anything related to the Shen family, first ask me. You. Remember, I am the person you should trust the most."

She never doubted this.

Both of them were silent.

Shen Xi stared at the top button of his shirt. After looking at it for a while, he found that he was unbuttoning himself. This is the case every time. He has to do this first to kiss her, for ventilation and convenience of activities. She was silent and stretched out her hand to help him. Because of this behavior, she felt his skin very hot. I'm burning and have to get up in the morning to take a bath...

Mr. Tan and him must have quarreled about this. The result is obvious, Fu Dongwen has the upper hand.

The temperature of her finger was around his neck, and it was getting closer and closer.

"It's fine if you have wine, and you need wine to see you off." He whispered, putting his hands on her arms, and after a moment of loss, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. Obviously knowing this will let her know that she is ill, or she hasn't controlled it, others are ill, faint, and the strength to bite her is heavy, she noticed it, took a breath, and let her go.

Shen Xi looked at him with red eyes, just about to speak.

He bowed his head again and kissed her again.

If he is said to be a happy life, only when he was young, the young man in the blue shirt and thin-skinned man enjoyed the wealth of the sky and read the books of sages. Later, I stayed abroad with the Dong and was looked down upon by foreigners everywhere, and I still insisted on reading. Returning from abroad, his personal future is bright, and the road ahead for his homeland and country is dark. He will never be truly happy again.

He was burning with depression, but he was still kissing Shen Xi until he moved his hands from her shoulders to her face and touched her face, only to realize that his hands were terribly hot. He left her lips and face. Next to her face, she whispered for a long while: "Three brothers have a saying that is true."

The body pays the mountains and rivers, the heart pays the Qing.

Shen Xi's eyes burst into tears: "I know, I know..."

He was telling her that she did not wrongly love him.

She wiped away the tears, and before she could wipe them again, he kissed her lips again. This is the third time kissing her.

Shen Xi only felt that the sky was falling, his ears rang loudly, and his eyes were completely black. All the blood in his body was like a rushing torrent, and the flowing water from the east rushed through her body mercilessly. The past days and nights were dripping. Every minute, it is all the sand that was swept by the torrent. The water can pass through, but the sand and soil are all left in the bones, and they will never pass away.

Fu Dongwen was reluctant to part with himself, he didn't say, but this kiss and another kiss all told his thoughts.