Chapter 69: Plot within a plot, loving you in my heart

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  Feng Sheng also shed tears all over his face, "Brother, Big Brother is not dead, Big Brother is not dead! Good brother, let Big Brother take a look, you've grown sturdy and tall, and have made something of yourself."

  Feng Sheng wiped away Hu Yi's tears, but his own tears couldn't stop flowing. "Brother, what's going on..."

  "Big brother," Hu Yi suddenly turned to smile, "this is the precious son of Hangzhou's Yang Lao Ye Zi, Yang Shi Jie ah, now he is the commander of the guerrilla team, and his name has been changed to Yang Xun. How come you don't recognize him? When our master was alive, he often mentioned him, and he even saved my brother's life."

  Feng Sheng took a few steps forward and stood in front of Yang Jiong, "Is this really Brother Yang? Forgive me for my poor eyesight, when I went with our master, you were only five or six years old. Now, look at you, you've become such a fine young man. Good, good."

  "Feng Sheng, the big brother, isn't he also a good fellow? As long as we're fighting against the devils, it's all the same wherever we are. Everyone present is a true Chinese hero." Yang Jie's voice was not very loud, but every person's heart felt a surge of warmth. Yes, with the country in crisis, what could be more glorious than sacrificing one's life for the nation?

  The special forces team habitually stood at the four corners of the room, occupying advantageous geographical positions and holding their guns at the ready. Although the room was filled with a cacophony of sounds, everyone still felt the pressure and aura emanating from them. Ever since the special forces team arrived, Tang San had inexplicably felt a sense of security in his heart. Although the atmosphere in the room was immediately imbued with the tense atmosphere of war, perhaps it was because he had grown accustomed to this kind of combat life, or perhaps he had truly fallen in love with these warriors.

  The people of Tiezhai Society felt a strong sense of discomfort, it was a kind of spontaneous fear of danger, especially the devils' military uniforms worn by the special forces, which gave them great mental pressure. More importantly, the unique seriousness and majesty of the army, as well as the killing aura unique to the special forces, made the people of Tiezhai Society unconsciously become more disciplined, those who were sitting loosely, involuntarily sat up straight, and also acknowledged Yang Wei's leadership in their hearts.

  "Everyone, if there are no objections, we will ask Captain Yang to arrange for the rescue of Big Brother Zhu. Captain Yang, please." Tang San made a polite gesture.

  Yang Jie stood up, "Everyone, our rescue plan is divided into three steps," he swept his eyes across the crowd, seeing Yajima Hidetada also listening very seriously, and continued, "The first step is to gather intelligence, which will be handled by Ouyang Fengyi." Ouyang Fengyi stood up and nodded, with a proud look in her eyes.

  "Intelligence is the foundation of everything, the more detailed the better. It's best to figure out the enemy's defensive deployment and schedule. Also, some seemingly useless things need to be figured out, such as the fake mountains in the courtyard, the position, size, and distance from the wall of the trees, the design of the house, etc., the more detailed the better. The second step is rescue, which will be handled by Li Ying after the intelligence is obtained. The third step is withdrawal, which will be handled by Li Xuerong."

  Yang Jie glanced at Purple Clothes, "Miss Purple Clothes also has a task, please arrange for someone to accompany my team members to walk around the streets. These people are mostly from rural areas and haven't seen much of the world. Now that they've finally arrived in Beiping, they should relax and have some fun. Ouyang, today is October 25th, I'll give you three days' time, can you do it?"

  "It's all right." Ouyang nodded in response.

  "Zi Yi, I'm entrusting you with this for three days. As for the money issue, we'll have someone take care of it, so Third Young Master doesn't need to dig into his own pockets anymore. Just don't lose anyone and that's all." Yang Wei's last sentence made everyone burst out laughing.

  "Alright, those with business can attend to it, and those without can go have some fun. Dismissed." Yang Wei said finally.

  After Ou Yang Feng Yi and the others left, he followed Tang San to the inner room. While pouring a cup of water from the teacup on the table, he said, "Third brother, don't be angry about this," and took out a thin square handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Tang San. "This was left by Li Chun Shan, Second Brother Li. When he was being chased by the devils to Jiu Li Gu, I led people to rush over, but Second Brother was already gone. He gave this to me before he died." Ou Yang looked at Tang San's face and saw that he didn't show any signs of anger, "I also know I shouldn't have opened it, but I..."

  "It's okay. Brother, you are my best brother, no matter what time, no matter how the situation changes, you are always my best brother." Tang San looked into Ouyang's eyes, "This even if you open it, there is no use, because only we three can understand the meaning inside. It is recorded in a special way."

  Ouyang Fengyi's eyes changed, and he slightly lowered his head. "Brother, I... it's nothing, I'll leave now. You take care of yourself." He hesitated repeatedly, but ultimately didn't express a complete thought, turned around, and silently left.

  Ouyang Gang just left, and a person jumped in from the window. "Feng Lian? How are you!" Tang San said in surprise, "What's going on..."

  "Hey, Third Young Master, I have something to tell you. Yulóng is keeping watch outside, everyone's here, take a good look." Fēng Shēng turned around and jumped out of the window, a soft whistling sound came from the window.

  Three young men smiled lightly, put the things in a bowl and burned them away. In the distance, on the corner of a house roof, a glimmer of light flashed and disappeared into the dark night.

  Yang Jie was the last one to leave the house, and the special forces members all packed up their things and went to the wing room to rest. San Shao had prepared exquisite food, which opened the eyes of these people who spent their days in the mountains and also satisfied their appetites.

  Li Ying looked at Yang Xun coming over, walked lightly over, and wrapped her arms around his arm, "Accompany me to stroll the street, how about it?"

  "Go and get changed, I'll wait for you at the door." Yang Jiong said, pointing to Li Ying's military uniform. Li Ying smiled, "No escaping allowed."

  Because every time Li Ying made a request, Yang Jie always had many excuses to slip away. Seeing Yang Jie's smiling face, Li Ying tightly hugged his arm and ran off by herself.

  The night view of Beiping can't compare to Beijing's, but it was already the new trend of that era. Yang walked on the ancient streets, feeling like he was in a dream, trying hard to find any trace of his own era, but couldn't find any footprints.

  Li Ying laughed and jumped on the street, her dream finally came true, pulling Yang Guang to stroll around and buy things she liked. But soon she found out that Yang Guang had an ulterior motive, Gao Junping appeared beside them at some point.

  "It's all arranged, the target is locked in, we'll make our move on the 30th at night. The warriors are further scouting out the situation." Gao Junping followed behind Yang Wei, saying in a low voice, "As expected, there's a big problem. We've already sent people to keep an eye on it."

  "You stay hidden and don't expose yourself, be careful, the devils are not easy to deal with." Yang Wei replied, "I'll contact you, don't look for me, if there's a situation I'll let Li Ying notify you."

  The tall and short figures quickly disappeared. Li Ying calmly put her arm around Yang Jue, "Jue, let's go get something to eat."

  "Alright. Tell the person who informed you to get a clear understanding of Zhu's situation, I don't trust that Ouyang." Yang Cong patted her hand, "Let's go eat something."

  "Hmm," Li Ying replied unhappily, walking forward with Yang Xiang.

  In the warm light of the candles, beside the steaming hot pot, Yang Jie's thoughts suddenly went back to the past. It was also a night like this, with dim yellow lights, and a hot pot that was just as steamy, facing a beauty, and it was a warm beginning. However, the beauty was Liu Qingqing, who later became his quasi-wife. At that time, on that night, the two of them sat by the hot pot, and Liu Qingqing coquettishly acted spoiled for the first time, making Yang Jie, who was deeply influenced by traditional ideas and had a very strict family education, momentarily flustered and at a loss. It wasn't until much later that Yang Jie suspected whether women were born to be coquettish. Liu Qingqing was a gentle yet resolute, sentimental yet understanding girl who was extremely intelligent. She knew about Li Ying's existence and knew that Li Ying had deep feelings for Yang Jie, but she never doubted Yang Jie, nor did she ever ask him about Li Ying. Instead, she gently soaked into Yang Jie like water, making him feel a warm love at all times without realizing it.

  Love is intangible, without substance, and without form. The love of Liu Qingqing is like a gentle stream in shallow places, refreshing the eyes and ears; in deep places, it's like a vast ocean, making one's vision broad and heart expansive. In sorrowful moments, it's like a purple丁香girl walking with an umbrella on a rainy day; in joyful moments, it's like a happy angel flying high and free. Yang Jiong has almost completely melted into her unique spring of love, drunk and fallen into the warm and fragrant sea of flowers.

  However, the ancient streets outside the window, the crowds of people dressed in operatic attire coming and going, even this extremely authentic Beijing hawking, all truly reminded him that he had already arrived in a different time and space. For Liu Qingqing, he was already dead.

  Yin and yang are separated, life and death are vague.

  Tears suddenly welled up in Yang Jue's eyes, and a poem from his memories of playing games years ago suddenly jumped out. Su Shi, this great master of the bold and unrestrained style, had emotions that were actually so delicate!

  "A Dream of Jiangcheng"

  Ten years, life and death drift apart,

  No thoughts, yet hard to forget.

  A thousand miles, a lonely grave,

  Nowhere to speak, the desolation is chilling.

  Even if we meet again, we won't recognize each other,

  Dust fills my face, temples like frost.

  Last night's dream suddenly returned home,

  Small window, just dressing up.

  We gaze at each other, speechless,

  Only tears flowing in thousands of lines.

  I know where the heartbreak will be every year,

  A bright moonlit night, a short pine hill.

  "Green, green, life and death are both vague, have you ever had dust on your face? Have you ever had a lonely dream at night? Have you ever shed tears for thousands of lines? On the night of the bright moon, have you...?" Yang Jiong suddenly felt someone holding his hand, looked up to see Li Ying, and saw that she was gently stroking his face and lips with her hand. Li Ying softly asked: "Sorry, shouldn't have brought you to this place. Thinking of her again?"

  Yang Jiong nodded and then shook his head, letting out a soft sigh. "Life and death are vast and obscure, I won't think about it anymore. Shadow, I..." Li Ying covered his mouth with her hand. "You don't need to say anything, I like it this way. Jiong, just looking at you is my happiness, let alone that we can spend our days together in life and death, I'm content. Jiong, I love you, so I don't care."

  What is love?

  Watching the loved one get hurt a little, feeling a heart-wrenching pain oneself, is love. Knowing it's not possible, yet still wanting to deceive oneself, is love. Having the loved one right by your side, but feeling an endless distance and sensing a thread of pain in the heart, is love.

  Love you, so I let you go. Love you, so silently watch your happiness. Love you, so happy because of your joy, hurt because of your pain.

  In the direction of love, there is no self.

  Li Ying's heart was completely infected by Yang Xun's pain, "Xun, I love you."

  Yang Jie didn't dodge for the first time, gently embracing Li Ying who was leaning towards him, his hands holding her head, caressing her hair.

  As they walked out of the inn, Yang Jue's mood improved a lot. The sky was still somewhat gloomy, with moderate winds that occasionally picked up dust from the ground and scattered it around. Li Ying followed alongside Yang Jue, allowing him to hold her hand as he pleased. She knew that in his heart, more than half of his feelings for her were actually meant for Liu Qingqing. Li Ying had simulated Liu Qingqing's mannerisms with great accuracy, even going so far as to mimic her laughter, tears, tantrums, and violent outbursts. Now, all of this was being put to use. Ever since witnessing Yang Jue's pain, Li Ying's heart had begun to ache, and for the sake of the person she loved, Li Ying had inadvertently lost herself.

  And when this loss is regarded as a kind of happiness, its love is profound and deep!

  Two people walked into the alley entrance, and a figure suddenly flashed out from the corner. "Dà Niú, what are you doing here?"

  Yang Jiong was taken aback, "This is not a place to set up an ambush!"

  "Yang, Li," said Da Niu with a silly smile, "Miss Yano went out this afternoon, and it was someone sent by Mr. Ouyang who followed her. Captain Li wasn't at ease, so he sent me to keep an eye on things, better safe than sorry."

  "Be careful yourself, don't let others find out." Yang Wei knew he was referring to Li Dui, who was actually Li Xuerong.

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