"...At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, there are only a few close friends, and a pot of turbid wine is all that's left to enjoy. Don't sleep in the cold tonight..."
An Yi, who had finished drawing the fourth all-in-one individual soldier armor design, enjoyed it very much. He couldn't help singing this warm and sad song in a low voice. He colored the renderings on the easel with watercolor pens while singing it over and over again. .At this time, his state of mind was very similar to the artistic conception in the song. There was a trace of sadness floating in the distant mountains, sunset and long pavilion. There was a faint melancholy in the tranquility that he was not even aware of.
These groups have different uses and are made of canvas, one-piece kit design drawings. Thanks to the good design of the German individual equipment, they are very suitable for today's industrial mass production. An Yi will combine infantry armed belts, magazines, and dry food bags. The kettle bag, grenade bag, and storage bag are combined in an orderly and scientific manner, taking into full consideration factors such as practicality and convenience and quick wearing. The style is beautiful, close-fitting and compact, which not only facilitates marching operations but also greatly reduces production costs. If it can be successfully put into production to equip the army, thousands of front-line officers and soldiers will no longer have to say goodbye to the five-flowered strap-on equipment that carries a food bag on one shoulder and an ammunition belt on the other.
An Yi, who was fully devoted, did not see Chu Er's graceful body slowly leaning against the door frame of the study. Her beautiful and sad eyes looked at An Yi quietly against the background of the sunset, her face full of emotion. .
She was attracted by An Yi's deep and melodious crooning. She had never imagined that An Yi's singing voice could be so deep and touching. She had never seen An Yi look so focused and quiet. There is such a touching hint of melancholy in his eyes. I have never seen him look so handsome and free-spirited as he does today, which is fascinating.
Chu'er didn't know when An Yi entered her heart, but she knew that when she left An Yi for Hong Kong in the winter not long ago, she felt an inexplicable emptiness and loss in her heart. She even got into a car and walked a long way. Chu'er Still covering her aching hand, she seemed to be able to feel An Yi's body temperature and unique breath remaining on her hand. When she arrived in Hong Kong, Chu Er wrote letters to An Yi one after another. She didn't know why she wanted to write to An Yi, but couldn't. Suppressing the growing sadness and longing in her heart, she wrote letters one after another. The contents were just simple greetings, telling An Yi about her happiness, but she never received a reply from An Yi. The less she received a reply, the more Chu'er missed her. , I saw An Yi's evil smile more than once in my dreams, and saw him talking nonsense but with a solemn and disgusting look on his face.
It wasn't until noon two days ago that An Yi, dressed in military uniform, appeared in front of Chu'er. The tears pouring out of her heart finally made her understand what the emotions surging in her heart were, although she had never received a word from An Yi. Warm and considerate words, I have never seen An Yi have some kind of subtle feelings for me, and I have not even spoken more than a hundred words with An Yi, but Chu'er knows clearly that An Yi has broken through without knowing when. Entering your heart, you can't drive him away even if you try to drive him away in this life.
For three days, An Yi was either drawing pictures non-stop or having lengthy and in-depth discussions with Ou Yaoting. A certain word or point of view that An Yi occasionally said not only refreshed Ou Yaoting, praised it for its insight, but also made him always stand in disbelief. Chu'er, who was listening attentively from a distance, was deeply surprised. She never expected that An Yi had such rich industrial and commercial knowledge, nor did she expect that An Yi had such a keen sense of politics. She never expected that such a young An Yi could refute her erudite father again and again. And the way of persuasion is so tactful and clever.
At this moment, she looked at An Yi quietly, feeling that he was so close to her, yet so far away. His neat military uniform seemed to be full of strong vitality and self-confidence, but when she looked closely, he looked so soft and natural.
The low moaning stopped, and Chu'er's panicked look as if he had woken up from a dream came into An Yi's eyes. He smiled slightly, reappearing his carefree style: "Come in and see, why are you still sneaking around in your own home?"
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Chu'er's almond-shaped eyes opened, and she cursed in a sweet voice: "Who did this secretly? You dead head, why are you always so yin and yang? I hate it so much... What are you painting? What is this, it looks weird? My dad brought it back
How could you waste such high-quality drawing paper? It’s so hateful..."
"Haha! Never seen it before, right? These are all money! Haha..." An Yi looked like he was obsessed with money.
Chu'er suddenly remembered the song that An Yi had been singing in a low voice for more than half an hour: "Tell me, how did you sing this song by Master Hongyi?"
"What did I sing? Who is Master Hongyi?" An Yi asked in surprise.
Chu'er stomped her feet in annoyance: "You...are so angry with me. I only heard this song sung once by a female writer who came to Hong Kong from Shanghai to travel at the Lantern Festival party this year. At that time, she finished singing and there was no applause.
She praised her endlessly, and everyone was moved by the deep friendship and profound artistic conception in the song, and asked if it was her new work? But she told everyone at the tea party with great emotion that this was a masterpiece written by Master Hongyi before he became a monk.
It wasn't long after the song was composed. She accidentally heard it and took note of it during a trip to Shaoxing in the late autumn of last year. You can sing so skillfully now, where did you learn it?"
An Yi suddenly remembered the tune he had just hummed, but he really didn't know the origin of the tune, so he could only look at Chu'er with a wry smile: "If I say that I learned it by hearing others sing it, do you believe it? In fact,
I don’t remember where I heard it, maybe not long ago. You know I’m tone-deaf, but I have a good memory. I can catch it after listening to it twice, haha! Do you want me to sing it to you again?”
"I won't tell you anymore, you're so shameless."
Chu'er asked angrily: "Tell me, why have you made excuses to refuse when my parents ask you to stay for dinner these days? You squat in the study as soon as you come in the morning, and then go back to the study after two minutes of lunch. The sun has not set.
I ran back in a hurry without saying a word to anyone. Did I make you feel disgusted? Tell me..."
Seeing Chu'er's tears welling up, An Yi was shocked for a moment: "No, no, no... Miss, you don't know, this time the school finally gave me three days of vacation for your father's sake.
After finishing work, you have to go home, right? Maybe you don’t know that the doghouse where I live lives with a sick old man, two younger brothers and a miserable second aunt. When I first arrived in Guangzhou, I was almost ill.
It was they who dragged me back from the dead, and then spent money on me to get medicine and treatment, so I am what I am today. In the past few months, I have only seen them three times, each time lasting less than three hours.
So, I have to go and accompany my saviors to see how they are doing, right? I have no intention of offending the eldest lady, so please don’t be angry!"
Chu'er was stunned: "Then why have you never told me these things?"
"You didn't even ask me!" An Yi seemed wronged.
The anger on Chu'er's face disappeared, revealing a touching melancholy: "Brother An Yi, you don't like me, do you?"
"Who said I don't like it anymore..."
An Yi suddenly realized that he was being abrupt. He took a closer look at Chu Er's sad face and felt sad: "What's wrong? Weren't you fine just now?"
Chu Erzhu burst into tears and asked loudly: "But why didn't you reply to me? I wrote you sixteen letters, but you didn't even write a word to me..."
An Yi was shocked: "Wait? What did you say? Sixteen letters? Oh my god, I really haven't seen a letter. I wanted to write a letter to your father several times to say hello.
I reported the situation to him, but I couldn't get your address. Once I mustered up the courage to ask shopkeeper Chen to tell me, but he got scolded and ridiculed in return, so I gave up."
"Ah!?...This is impossible, you are lying!" Chu'er didn't believe it at all.
"I lied to you that I was a puppy, but this is..."
An Yi put two hand boards together to make a tortoise walking in the air. Unexpectedly, Chu'er didn't believe it at all. He rushed up and gave An Yi a punch, and then sadly hid his face and left without seeing him at all.
Father stood on the other side of the door.
All this fell into the eyes of Ou Yaoting, who hurried back. He waited outside the door for a moment, sighed heavily and walked into the study. An Yi turned around when he heard the footsteps, and said with a forced smile: "Sir, my
The work is completed, please take a look at it. My vacation is coming soon. Thank you sir for taking care of me and supporting me for so long. An Yi will always remember it in my heart... Sir, if there is nothing else, I will say goodbye."
"etc."
Ou Yaoting motioned for An Yi to sit down and pointed to a large stack of drawings on the table: "Xiao Yi, in the past few days, I haven't said a word of thanks to you for these drawings worth tens of thousands of dollars, because I know how heavy this feeling is.
, so I don’t want to hear any words of thanks from you. Knowing that you were leaving, I went to my old friend’s shop in the concession to find this small gift for you. This is the latest product of the Swiss Wilsdorf Company.
Product, you will need it when marching and fighting in the future, give it, take it."
An Yi opened it and saw that it was an exquisite silver watch. He quickly stood up and politely refused: "I'm sorry, sir, I can't accept such an expensive gift. I know where this watch was sold and I know its value. This gift is too expensive."
Heavy. Another thing, I am a cadet who has just entered the military academy. I don’t want my teachers and classmates to think that I am special. To be honest, I am not short of money, and I also bought a house on Puji Street. The money for buying the house is
None of the money I got from following my husband was unintentional money. Sir, even though you don’t want to hear me say thank you, I still want to say that I am grateful to you. I have learned a lot about life from you, especially these three things.
You have given me a lot of valuable teachings in the days we have spent together. Every time I talk to my husband, I can always feel my progress, which is very fulfilling and practical. Thank you, sir! Thank you!"
"Xiao Yi, listen to me..."
"Sir, if you have anything to do, just tell me. An Yi will definitely do his best!"
An Yi put on his military cap and buckle, solemnly gave Ou Yaoting a military salute, turned around and strode away with firm steps.
Chu'er put down the white gauze curtain, sat in front of the piano and stretched out her hands, slowly falling on the keyboard. After a messy note, the song An Yi sang flew out of her hands, completely turning into
It created another kind of sad charm, with ups and downs, and floated out of the house in a weeping voice. Chu'er's tears also slowly flowed down along with the sad notes.
An Yi, who was striding out of the yard, suddenly stopped, his ears twitched, and he walked away firmly again...