Inside the Military Command Building.
The radio was circulating ** Chiang Kai-shek's New Year's message, and the hall was running around with all kinds of protégés and old friends, everyone wanted to take advantage of the New Year's ball, and make more friends with more officials and officials for their uncertain careers, maybe they could rely on which mountain!
Zheng Yaoxian sat quietly in the corner, looking at the red wine glass shaking in his hand, thoughtful.
Sixth, what do you want!Have a drink with the fourth brother" Xu Baichuan didn't know when he sat next to Zheng Yaoxian, touched the wine glass in Zheng Yaoxian's hand, and drank the red wine in the cup with a big gulp. Zheng Yaoxian symbolically raised the wine glass, glanced at Xu Baichuan, and quietly put it back. "Fourth brother, looking at this kind of dance party, listening to the chairman's congratulatory message, I don't know how peaceful the chairman's country is!The corners of Zheng Yaoxian's mouth rose, inadvertently showing disdain. After hearing this, Xu Baichuan hurriedly stretched out his right index finger and put it to his mouth, and scolded in a low voice: "You sixth brother, you really drank too much, you dare to say anything, you really rely on the boss's love for you, you don't want to die, I tell you, this word is going to get out, and the first one to kill you is the boss." Xu Baichuan's expression was not angry and arrogant, and it sounded like a joke, but it was not to be underestimated.
Zheng Jiemin, one of the three giants of the military command, walked towards Xu Baichuan leisurely with the support of the people around him. Xu Baichuan saw it and hurriedly stood up respectfully and greeted him: "Zheng Ju, I'm happy to see you, I'll give you another cup, fourth?"Zheng Jiemin's eyes were full of red light, and he was smoky with wine, looking for Zheng Yaoxian's figure in all directions. Xu Baichuan smiled, helped Zheng Jiemin and said, "You want to find the sixth child, he was already drunk and unconscious, and he was sent back by the brothers below." ”…
At this time, standing not far away from the palace, a neat military uniform looked incompatible with this ball, he held a wine glass in his hand, and could not hide his disappointment, because he still failed to meet Zheng Yaoxian, the sixth brother of the military commander he admired, as he wished.
Zheng Yaoxian drunkenly broke free from the people around him, and shouted loudly: "Brothers have worked hard, go back and continue drinking, I can go by myself, you don't have to follow me anymore!."Everyone had to bow obediently and send Zheng Yaoxian away, and they were shouting that they wanted to go back without getting drunk or returning.
Zheng Yao hurriedly leaned on the wall and couldn't help vomiting, looked back behind him, and made sure that no one continued to follow, so he returned to normal, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly walked on the empty street, snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, and under the background of the moonlight, the snowflakes turned silver and dazzling. He didn't know how long he had been gone, how long this life in a mask had passed, so long that he couldn't tell whether he was a human or a ghost. Suddenly, Zheng Yaoxian stopped and stood at the intersection for a long time, the brown fur collar on the leather jacket was dyed white by snowflakes. Zheng Yaoxian looked up, it turned out that the second floor of the Rejuvenation Hall was still lit, he didn't know if Lu Hanqing would see him at this time, Zheng Yaoxian thought that he could say Happy New Year to his comrades loudly at this time. He sniffed, looked at the lights on the second floor of the Rejuvenation Hall, and couldn't help but whisper: "Old Lu, Happy New Year!."Then Zheng Yaoxian's figure disappeared into the street.
Lu Hanqing was already standing by the window, waiting quietly with the light, he knew that Zheng Yaoxian should pass by at this time, and after ten years of companionship, the two of them had already developed a tacit understanding that did not need to be spoken. Looking at Zheng Yaoxian's figure downstairs, Lu Hanqing took off his glasses, rolled up his cuffs and wiped the corners of his eyes, hurriedly put on his glasses, and said happily in a Chongqing accent: "You turtle son, Happy New Year!."”