[Hard-tongued and soft-hearted, mute Wu Sheng × feeds tigers with his body to criticize Hua Dan | Republic of China | Theater Troupe | Spy War]
"On the day Yan Jinglin died, Huo Xianchan found a pawn ticket in his pocket - it turned out that he had pawned the jade ring that Ama left for him and gave it to Juxian Gambling House in exchange for money to give him medicine."
In the spring of the 24th year of the Republic of China, Yunhe Tower in Peking.
Huo Xianchan was a martial arts student on the stage. He won applause from the crowd with his pear blossom spear, but he could not open the bronze door in his heart. He was sold at the age of seven and joined the class at the age of eleven. He used the stage as an altar and his body as an armor, thinking that if he locked up his sincerity, he would be invulnerable.
Until Tianjin Wei came to have a beautiful lady.
There was a cinnabar mole on the corner of Yan Jinglin's lips. Shui Xiu rolled his eyes and the wind swept away a crack in the copper and iron wall he had built for ten years. He lay on his back and bit the back of his neck. He sang "The King's Spirit Is Exhausted" to him on a snowy night. They exchanged silver locks and emerald thumb rings, thinking they could secure this life.
But the times do not allow people to grow old.
The Japanese army entered the city and the stage collapsed. In order to protect the lives of Yun Helou and Huo Xianchan, Yan Jinglin walked into the Japanese Guild Hall alone and suffered all the infamy. Huo Xianchan thought that he was clinging to the powerful and his cold words were like a knife, so he pushed him into the wind and snow. Little did he know that every time that person "falls", he steals information on the tip of a knife; every time he "betrays", he uses his body to shield him.
"In my whole life, I have only been Yu Ji for one person."
"It's okay if he doesn't believe it. As long as he lives, it's okay if he doesn't believe me."
Later, Huo Xianchan finally learned to say "I believe in you" at the moment when the gunshot was fired at the press conference. Yan Jinglin rushed forward to block the bullet for him, blood gushed out from his back and dyed the plain white gown red. He smiled and asked him: "This time... Is it true? Isn't it a joke?"
Huo Xianchan hugged him and cried like a lost dog amidst the noise of thousands of people.
The beauty of the pheasant tail is finally buried in the dust, the drama is scattered and everyone dies, and the lock is left in the air.
——This is a story about "missing out". They met in the best years and fell in love in the clumsiest way, but they could not say a complete "I love you" to each other until they died.
Purpose: Patriotic and inspirational