I wrote the beginning of a short story about the Republic of China a long time ago and finally completed the ending. Published in an internal publication o(╯□╰)o
Gao Zhanyun's car just turned a corner, and it seemed as if billows of red dust were blowing in his face, and the bustle was driving away.
"I'm sorry, Qiuqiu." Gao Zhanyun's apology broke the silence in the carriage.
"Why?" Qing Qiu only asked.
"What happened tonight was caused by me, and I'm not happy that it has caused you sisters." Gao Zhanyun admitted readily. From this point of view, he is still a good and responsible man.
Qing Qiu smiled: "What about after apologizing?"
Gao Zhanyun was silent for a moment, and then slowly gave an ambiguous answer: "I know how to do it."
The scenery outside the car is bright and bright, with neon lights flashing. The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings flowers across the river. It turns out that it has been like this since ancient times. No matter how troubled the world is, singing and dancing will bring peace. Qing Qiu thought about it and couldn't help but ask: "Can you fight?"
"Huh?" Gao Zhanyun didn't understand what she meant. He hesitated for a moment before answering, "Ah, I can't tell."
"In troubled times." Qing Qiu turned to look at him, "It's not easy for us to survive in such a world."
Gao Zhanyun glanced at her: "Why are you so emotional for a moment?"
"I was just thinking, in a world where life is not guaranteed, love is so insignificant, why are so many people still willing to go through fire and water?"
If you see it, please poke it O(∩_∩)O~~ Secretly, secretly poke~~~
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