C1037 I Came to Buy a Pack of Cigarettes

The story happened in the winter of 1917.

T City.

Fate started with a box of cigarettes.

Rongge was a D country Air Force soldier. Before he came to China, he had just led the 1st Air Force under his command to wipe out the enemy and received the colonel's award.

The war in China was not in a rush, so Rongge applied for a temporary transfer from his officer and went to China as a special mission executive officer for a vacation.

He went to City T because the economy there was rapid development. There were few western developments and cultural integration in China. Of course, more importantly, there is a D country lease here, as long as he has his military certificate... He'll definitely be able to spend a good holiday here.

Rongge did indeed have a wonderful vacation, because on the first day he came here, he met a person who was interesting and had caused him to dream about.

That person was a famous social butterfly in the rental world. Her most famous was a pair of bewitching eyes and a pair of soft lips that were as beautiful as flower petals.

Of course, he didn't know if her lips were soft or not. No one knew if they were really soft or not. It was just that some people wanted to try, but they couldn't. That was why they made up these lascivious words, making it seem like they really did try.

Rongge felt that no one had tried it before. After all, it was a woman who felt pain even when she held her hand. Naturally, she couldn't stand the blasphemy of a man.

However, even though there were rumors of a pair of red lips spreading throughout the streets and alleys, Rongge did not love them. What he truly loved was the pair of eyes that held all things in the world.

The first time he saw those eyes, he knew that there was his hometown there.

If those eyes could truly hold his hometown, he thought that he would like it for the rest of his life.

The first time he met her in the foreign building, the next time he met her, it would be China's young year.

She was holding a small basket with lace edges and sprinkling sugar around her, surrounded by radish heads of various sizes. The radishes impatiently stretched out their hands and opened their mouths to wait for her sugar. One after another, they called her "beautiful sister," causing the entire street to be bustling with noise and excitement.

He happened to come out to buy cigarettes, and when he heard the sound, he only saw her in a white red patterned dress. She stood in the middle of the children with a smile on her face, sprinkling sugar with one hand, and even reminding them to be careful when snatching. She was so beautiful that she looked like a blooming black tea in the snow.

Just like many people on the street, he stopped walking and his business stopped. He just wanted to see this rumored pretty girl sprinkling sugar on the children.

The children were snatching sugar. At this time, adults could not control them. Sugar was a very expensive thing. It was very expensive. It was unknown how much money would be spent on such a small basket.

When the children had finished snatching the candy, the adults held the children and thanked her. Qing Huan, however, did not respond. She only smiled and waved goodbye to the children before leaving with the little girl behind her.

Her cold reaction angered many people. The adults scolded their children for being useless and eating other people's shortness of breath. They scolded her for being a shameless vixen, and for putting on airs all day long to get a man. They didn't even know if the sugar was mixed with poison.

Rongge followed and saw her walk into the dark alley. He almost lost her in the corners of the Nine Recording Rings several times. In the end, he saw her stop on the stone bridge.

She leaned slightly against the bridge railing and did not speak. She just looked at him quietly with a faint smile.

Rongge was a little embarrassed that he had been seen through. He wanted to turn back, but in the end, he could not help but explain, "I came to buy a pack of cigarettes."

As he spoke, he lifted the cigarette case in his hand and put it in his mouth.

She glanced at his cigarette case and then looked at him with a smile. "My cigarette?"