The Twelve Years: Song of the Unsung Friends

After the winter passed and she started to take classes, Fu Dongwen also started his social activities in the United States.

She can see him once or twice a month, and occasionally asks about her schoolwork. When one question and one answer, he always said more, she answered less, but Gu Yiren and Wanfeng said more to him. One weekend in March, Fu Dongwen stayed in the apartment. On that day, he was in a surprisingly good spirit. He had afternoon tea with them in the living room. Everyone discussed current affairs and said that industry saved the country. Suddenly, Suddenly asked Fu Dongwen that he often went to Bada Hutong. , Do you see the little phoenix that can make Cai E fall for it?

Fu Dongwen smiled and said, "I have never been lucky."

He never excuses the rumored "willful use of affection".

He dropped his gaze on her: "Why don't I see you talking?"

She doesn't pay attention to current affairs, and her social circle is small. Unlike Wanfeng and Gu Yiren, who can exchange domestic news so quickly, she really has no information, so she can only pick up the teapot: "I'll add water to you."

When she brought the teapot back, Gu Yiren stood up and said: "Yiren must serve his country throughout his life."

The sudden appearance of loyalty, like saying goodbye.

Sure enough, Fu Tongwen's answer confirmed her speculation: "Take care of your body, you must think about everything, the truth of ‘keep the green mountains in’."

Gu Yiren was impassioned: "San Ye, don't worry!"

Only then did Shen Xi feel hot, and slammed the teapot on the table, his palms were red. Both Gu Yiren and Wanfeng laughed, and Wanfeng took her hand and rubbed it together: "I'm just afraid you won't bear it. We just said it today."

"You?" Shen Xi was even more surprised.

"It's us," Wanfeng smiled, "we walk together in groups."

Shen Xi is looking forward to it, no wonder he will come back and want to talk to everyone.

Gu Yiren's respect for Fu Dongwen was from the bottom of his heart. The night before leaving, he was unconscious after drinking. Fu Tongwen was infected by his emotions and drank several cups. Shen Xi silently gave him the number of full cups. When it was the fourth cup, Fu Tongwen noticed it and looked over.

Shen Xi immediately turned his head away and went to look at the clock hanging on the wall.

"What are you looking at?" Wanfeng asked in a low voice.

"Should you send him upstairs? How can I board the ship tomorrow?" Shen Xi whispered.

"Will you go?" Wanfeng pressed her wrist lightly on her back, begging for mercy, "I want to sit alone with San Ye for a while," before she finished speaking, she turned around and faced Shen. Xi, "Please, I will leave tomorrow."

Sit alone for a while?

Shen Xi understood what she meant, the meaning between girls needless to say.

Wanfeng fell in love with Fu Dongwen. When did this happen? Maybe it was far earlier than she knew Fu Dongwen.

"Please." Wan Feng's voice was extremely low.

Shen Xi's index finger slid the table subconsciously and hit the edge of the plate, which was ice.

"I'll get someone to come and help him up." Shen Xi compromised.

She found that the difficulty of leaving the dining table was far beyond her imagination, so much so that when the teenager who followed Fu Dongwen set up Gu Yiren and asked her to be the top leader, Shen Xi was still distracted and unconscious.

Gu Yiren vomited upstairs and temporarily solved her cranky thoughts.

She cleaned up and cleaned the floor and saw neatly folded white shirts on the bed and a dark blue knitted tie. This should be his "armor" for returning home. And what about yourself? One more year, two years? Or is it longer?

Gu Yiren turned over on the bed, muttering something in his mouth, Shen Xi listened closely, talking about the bridge construction.

She spread the quilt and put it on him: "Goodbye, Brother Gu."

Naturally, Gu Yiren couldn't hear it. In the dream, He Zhou Gong expressed his heartfelt desire to build a bridge.

Shen Xi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at a watch on the bed. It has been an hour and there has been no movement.

She wanted to go downstairs for fear of bumping into something she shouldn't, but she couldn't get down even sitting here. With her hands behind her, she straightened her waist, stretched her psoas, and cooperated with Gu Yiren, and began to recite the "Huangdi Neijing". Although she studied Western medicine, she believed in the things of her ancestors, so she never let go of any Chinese medical books. "It will always be useful." This is her usual argument.

"The heart transfers cold to the lungs, and the lungs dissipate. If the lungs dissipate, they will drink one water and two, and die. The lungs transfer cold to the kidneys, which is water gushing. Encapsulated pulp..."

The door was snapped.

Shen Xi stopped, the man behind him was still talking about his graduation thesis.

Opened the door, it was Wanfeng.

Wanfeng's eyes were red, and when she looked at her, she seemed to have an implicit meaning.

"Go, go to Sanye," she whispered.

Go to Fu Dongwen?

Shen Xi was stunned, and before asking any questions, Wanfeng had already held her hands in her hands: "This farewell, the mountains are high and the water is far away, you have to take care of yourself. Knowing that there is no limit to learning, you can't finish reading, so read slowly."

"It's only three o'clock, it's too early to say goodbye," Shen Xi whispered back, "I will see you off tomorrow morning."

Wan Feng smiled lightly, nodding.

She left, but still felt something was wrong. Unclear, unclear.

Gu Yiren's room was on the first floor. When she came out, the lights in the hall went out.

The switch was by the door, and she didn't bother to go again, climbing the stairs in the dark.

In the dead of night, the heels of high-heeled shoes fell on the stairs, and there was a noise, which made people feel distressed. She stood on tiptoe, ran up quickly, and stopped outside Fu Tongwen's door.

The door was hidden, she wanted to take a look through the gap, it was useless.

Had to bite the bullet: "Three brothers."

No one answered.

Shen Xi gently pushed the door and saw Fu Dongwen with his back to the door, wearing a suit: "Close the door," he said.

Shen Xi closed the door with his backhand, looking at his back.

Fu Tongwen said: "Today is farewell night."

"Yeah." She understood.

"Looking at you, it's also very sad?"

Shen Xi nodded again: "Everyone, especially... Wanfeng, I think she can't bear the third brother the most."

She felt that these words couldn't be more smooth, but Fu Dongwen suddenly turned around to look at her. Without saying a word, it made her feel guilty, and the rain was falling outside the window. From her point of view, one could see the raindrops slanting on the glass window, densely packed.

"Do you think she said something to me just now? Or did she do something?" Fu Tongwen suddenly smiled and asked, "Is it true that as long as I am in the same room with a girl, it will always make people misunderstand?"

Shen Xi was surprised again at his mind-reading ability, and said, "No."

Although this is a lie.

Fu Tongwen smiled with interest: "I mean farewell night, I should leave New York."

"Are you leaving? Go home with them?"

"No, I used them, but I was actually leaving."

Fu Tongwen explained in the simplest terms that he caused some trouble because he didn't want to cooperate with others in the opium business. So he must go now, walking as Gu Yiren. This trip was secretive, and none of the servants he brought would follow, including the boy, who would follow his original journey to the Berkeley campus in California to visit an old friend of his.

And Gu Yiren and Wanfeng are also leaving. After tonight, this will be a vacant apartment.

He made an understatement, as if saying that he was going to go outing, from the east to the west of Beijing.

But this is a hurried escape, crossing the oceans, a voyage of more than three months. If you don't care, you will kill you.

"Only you and Mr. Tan?" Shen Xi hurriedly asked, "How can this be."

He laughed instead: "Why is this not possible?"

From the magazine on the desk, Fu Tongwen pulled out a check and a business card: "I called you here, just to say sorry. All three of you will be arranged to leave, Shen Xi, no one will take care of you in the future. "

He walked up to her and handed the check to her now: "You go to California and change a mentor."

The sky is high and the ocean is wide, and he is saying goodbye to her.

Shen Xi looked down at the name on his business card. It was a very famous scholar. So when he first came, Wanfeng said that he was going to "visit friends". Could it be that he had made other arrangements for her earlier.

"Orthopedics," he said.

Shen Xi's hands are heavy, unable to lift, and shook his head.

She is not the same she was three years ago.

At that time, I didn’t understand, I hadn’t seen the world, I didn’t think too much, because of that narrow-mindedness, I felt that I was just studying abroad.

It's different now.

Farewell night, perhaps also farewell night.

Thousands of miles away, home and country are in turmoil, and the whole world is fighting, fleeing, and separating.

Every goodbye may be the last. A large part of Shen Xi's heart became empty, panicking, and shaking his head involuntarily.

"I want to go home." She whispered.

This is an answer that surprised him.

"Every place is in turmoil," Shen Xi felt like he was talking nonsense, because his mind could not keep up with his mouth. "I'm afraid that when I finish my studies, I won't have the chance to return to China, or the United States will join the war before I return. None of this can be said, just in case... I mean just in case, if I have finished my studies, I will die away from home. Wouldn't it be a waste of all these years of hard work?

He finally smiled: "You are a bit like my fourth brother. I can't wait. It seems that the country will be ruined a minute or a second late." When he said this, he was smiling, but it made people feel A kind of extremely weak sentimentality.

After speaking, he was silent and took out his pocket watch.

This is based on time and consideration.

The anxiety of waiting was overwhelmed by the sea, and she was thinking, if he refused, what reason should be used to convince him.

Every minute, every second.

The rain outside the window was heavier, and the glass window slammed loudly. It must have been mixed with ice cubes.

Shen Xi changed his breath gently and waited patiently.

"Your future is in your own hands," Fu Tongwen took back his pocket watch. "Perhaps, you will die at sea for more than a hundred days of voyage. At that time, you will regret it and it will be too late."

This is agreed. accepted.

Shen Xi's blood flowed into the atrium, her excited cheeks flushed and she laughed.

"Is it like Titanic?"

Fu Dongwen shook his head lightly, and sighed with a smile: "Medical students are probably of the same temper."

Life and death are no taboo.

It was originally planned that Shen Xi was the last person to leave here, and naturally did not let her prepare in advance.

Therefore, after Fu Tongwen made the decision, Shen Xi did not dare to delay for a moment, rushed back to his room, and pulled out the old leather suitcase that had been under the bed for three years. A thick layer of dust fell on the top, the wet towel was wiped hastily, and the luggage started.

Clothes, both inside and outside, will take three months. As long as they are washed in time, there is no need to replace too much. The books are too heavy to be thrown away. She closed the box, feeling uneasy again, opened it again, and placed the scalpel on the top level, the easiest place to get. The proportion of the final book is too large, heavier than Tan Qingxiang's box.

She carried the leather suitcase to the living room with great effort. The teenager was responsible for helping her to load the car. After lifting it, her face changed: "Are you trying to drag San Ye?"

Shen Xi's face paled, and he wanted to take the box and cut it again.

"Let her take it, how much can it weigh?" Doctor Tan smiled, took the box, relaxed and relaxed, "I see, you can't understand your third master not taking you away, do you take her?"

The young man did not deny it, and asked her sternly, "You have been at sea for three months, do you know how to serve the third master?"

Serving people... In her past knowledge base, there were only tutorials on how to serve the smoker.

"When do I need someone to serve?"

Fu Dongwen walked down the stairs, and the fingers of both hands slid from back to front, past the collar of the stand-up collar shirt, and finally landed on the tie, gently straightening. This is really not an escape.

"Ordinary trivial matters...no use at all," the young man Yu Yu, "but who washes the clothes for the third master?"

"I will do this." Shen Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Will you wear clothes? San Ye wears a suit, even socks and shoes."

This is about aesthetics, and Shen Xi hesitated.

"Miss Shen," although he didn't like Shen Xi, he had to follow the third master to call her, "If there is a life or death on the road, remember that the third master saved you. Your life is at stake, you have to Just like us, Bao Sanye."

The words were not answered, and the burden came down again.

Fu Tongwen smiled slightly, curled up two fingers, and slammed the boy's forehead: "You look aggressive, you look like a white person."

The boy was dumb.

Shen Xi didn't understand, and asked softly, "What is the Baixiangren?"

Several servants laughed.

One of the middle-aged people said back to her: "Xiao Qian's native dialect."

Shen Xi nodded, but actually didn't understand.

They were all relaxed at this moment, in the living room, as if sending Fu Dongwen to a banquet. When someone opened the door for Fu Dongwen and the others, the atmosphere grew colder.

Shen Xi was also made nervous by this repressive atmosphere.

The wind swept her forehead tightly in the entrance hall.

In front of him, Fu Dongwen walked out from the gate with a tall and thin back.

She couldn't help turning her head and glanced at the apartment.

There were marble statues on the porch, glass vases without water and flowers on the table, clocks, and the floor. She took a last look at the cabinet where she had found the chocolate.

This night, she was immersed in parting in the first half, but she left in a hurry in the second half.

The farewell to others was very sad, but the farewell to this apartment actually made her feel sad. Gu Yiren is still asleep, Wanfeng must be taking care of him. No one expected that she was the first to leave.

During the three-year study abroad period, Shen had a dream.

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