Show life in spy war drama

Chapter 163
Ming Jing was touching up her makeup in front of the dressing table. Lin Mu got dressed and came over to snatch Ming Jing's perfume bottle.

"Don't be shy, what kind of women's perfume do boys use?" Ming Jing reprimanded and patted him with his hand, and took back the perfume.

Lin Mu refused, snatched it back and said, "I want to give it away."

"Send to whom?"

"Don't tell you."

"Let me tell you, don't fool around here. Don't forget that Rouge and Manli are still waiting for you in the United States. If you make any news, I will never forgive you."

Lin Mu was unhappy, so he pouted, put the perfume bottle back, sat down angrily like a child, and said, "I won't play anymore."

Ming Jing burst out laughing.

Ming Jing turned Lin Mu's head to the vanity mirror.

"Okay, don't be angry, let my sister comb your hair for you. Our little brother loves to be particular about it. Once out of this door, it will be clean and refreshing. How nice it is."

Ming Jing took the scissors, "brushed" the three scissors, cut Lin Mu's hair, and combed him into a greasy hair powder mask.

As the twilight gradually darkened, Minglou paced back and forth in the room, his face was expressionless but his heart was full of turmoil.Success and failure are of great significance to Minglou at this time, and every step must be made steadily without any mistakes.

Mingcheng opened the door and walked in and whispered: "It's done." As soon as the words fell, Minglou breathed a sigh of relief, paused, and sat down on the sofa leisurely.

"Brother, this time not only killed the special envoy of the Emperor of Japan, but also killed Kijiro Tada, the chief of staff of the army stationed in North China." Ah Cheng said: "It's a surprise, next..."

Minglou said with a serious and pale face, "Next, it's a matter of life and death."

"Brother, don't worry too much, the lunatic may..."

"He won't, I know him too well. To this day, I can't believe that I would do this. Let my dearest brother, a child, go through life and death disasters, to shoot...kill the enemy. Former Mingtai , run to my room when there is thunder..."

"At that time, he was still young."

"Yeah, I always remember his past. I wish he could stay away from all wars and conspiracies, but what's the use of talking about it now? He has only a chance to survive, but I can only stand by and watch."

Minglou lowered his head while talking, unable to bear to think about it.But Mingcheng looked at Minglou's appearance, tried to persuade him but didn't speak.

At the end of the night, the cold wind and stars were circling the long street, and Ming Jing walked with Lin Mu on the road with fallen leaves, and the company's entrance could be seen faintly.

Like a little reptile, a black car slowly followed the steps of the two siblings, neither fast nor slow, and silently.

Ming Jing and Lin Mu stood in the middle of the cross street.

A melancholy and sad Cantonese opera broke out from a dilapidated erhu under the street lamp. An aging blind man skillfully pulled the score of "Xiaxiqi" with a pair of slightly trembling hands, and played hoarsely with a broken gong. singing.

The blind man sang: "When will the flames be quiet, wait for the enemy to be wiped out, please rise up and ask for a military mission, and death is the best response..."

Ming Jing copied his hands and walked along, exhorting: "You must be careful when you are outside alone. When you get along with others, you must know how to be humble and respect your elders. Remember to write letters often. You are working hard alone, pay attention to the balance between work and rest. .”

"Yeah." Lin Mu squeaked, while nodding vigorously mischievously.

"My sister will go to HSBC tomorrow to deal with the business in hand. Tomorrow night, my sister will fly back to Shanghai. You are busy with business, so don't come to deliver it."

Lin Mu fell silent instantly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and leaned his head on Ming Jing's shoulder.

"what happened?"

"I can't bear my sister." This is the truth.

One sentence drew out the tears that Ming Jing hid in his heart, fell into his eye sockets, and turned around.Mingjing is Mingjing after all, she held back and swallowed the spinning tears back into her stomach.

Ming Jing said earnestly: "You are a boy, you must learn to be dignified and steady."

Lin Mu nodded without saying a word.

"The war is tense now. Maybe the flames of war will spread here. You must know how to protect yourself."

When mentioning the war, Ding Jing felt dejected.

Under the street lamp, the broken erhu "resolutely" struggled out of the broken sound, and jumped into Ming Jing and Lin Mu's eardrums again.

The blind man sang: "In the future, if you die in battle, it will be a great honor to raise your own children. The red eyebrows will be the heroines. It doesn't mean that the confidante's responsibility is light, and she should be respected by the compatriots if she saves the peril."

"War is actually the cruelest crime in the world! My sister's only hope is to keep you away from war and crime."

Lin Mu remained silent and lowered his head.

The Cantonese opera continued, and the blind man sang: "What is the price of glory, do you know it? It seems that it is not only worth the price, but the blood of the generals will also revive the destiny of the country." "

Ming Jing walked under the street lamp, took out a few Hong Kong dollars and put them into the broken porcelain cup that the blind man kept beside him.When the coins fell into the cup, the blind man became more imposing, and the erhu played more "terrible".

The blind man continued to sing: "He reined in the cliff, he really deserves to be smart. He was obsessed in the past and now he wakes up. The love of the past has been forgotten. If you want to win glory for the nation and avenge the country, I hope you will wipe out the Japanese slaves as soon as possible."

Ming Jing held his head up, looking at the vast darkness.

"I can't understand your elder brother. I just hope that he can take care of himself. You, please don't follow your elder brother's path. Promise your sister to be a good businessman and live a good life."

"Actually, I miss my elder brother very much. I don't believe that my elder brother will become a traitor!" Lin Mu said firmly.

"Sister, why don't you think so..."

"Eldest sister, don't worry too much. When I return to Shanghai, I will persuade my elder brother well."

Ming Jing sighed slightly.

"It's getting late, sister should go." Ming Jing waved to the back, and the driver immediately drove over.The driver got out of the car and took out two large packed bags from the trunk, which were full of things Ming Jing bought for Lin Mu.

The driver handed two big bags to Lin Mu, and Lin Mu said goodbye to his sister with the heavy "gift".

The two siblings embraced in the night breeze.

Ming Jing took the passenger seat, and the driver started the car.Ming Jing thought for a while, then slowly rolled down the window glass, and called, "Mingtai."

"Ok?"

"Forget about the past."

Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, and a strange cold swept over him, poking from his fingertips to his heart.

"Big sister..." The bags in Lin Mu's hands fell to the ground.He suddenly remembered his dream this afternoon and the scene of Ming Jing wiping his tears with a handkerchief, and he suddenly woke up.

Ming Jing rolled up the car window, Lin Mu slapped the car window and ran with the wind, he said, "Sister, I didn't mean it...Elder Sister..."

Ming Jing told the driver: "Don't stop." She knew that once she stopped, Lin Mu might hug her and cry all night.

"Eldest sister... I really didn't mean it. Elder sister..." Lin Mu choked up, he held grievances, guilt, called his sister, ran for a distance, he didn't run anymore, he understood Mingjing, just like Mingjing know yourself.

On the dark night street, Lin Mu's lonely back fell, and his tears flew in the wind.

"...The triumphant song will be played in the future, and the reputation will be displayed." Po Erhu ended the singing of "Supreme Glory" with an incomparably powerful broken sound.

(End of this chapter)