The message is in classical English: a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage.
Chen Rou understood the meaning of this sentence: Life is like a clumsy actor performing hard on stage, only to leave the stage in disappointment after a short performance, never to be seen or heard again.
Chen Rou knew neither the classical history of Great Britain nor classical poetry.
She thought for a moment and forwarded the message to Battalion Commander Zhao Yue. She had seen him argue with Colonel Lango in fluent British English, to the point that Colonel Lango couldn't even open his mouth to retort. She suggested that he look up the source of the sentence.
At the same time, she vaguely replied to Colonel Rango: "I will always be your friend."
Colonel Rango replied instantly: Hi, Chinese James Bond.
Chen Rou paused for a moment, then replied: Hi, Colonel.
Chinese James Bond, James Bond of the Chinese nation, Colonel.
With only ten days left until his return, Colonel Rango suddenly had a moment of clarity and finally realized that the deceased Sir James's views were correct, and that he had been manipulated by the Continental agents.
But he finally realized the consequences of his stupidity and arrogance, as well as the slightest bit of lust. Of course, he regretted it very much and probably wanted to fight back, but it was too late now. With only a little over a week left, what could he do?
Chen Rou held her phone, waiting for the text message, also wanting to know whether Colonel Lango would retaliate after realizing he had been tricked, and if so, what he would do.
With a ding-dong sound, a text message arrived, and Chen Rou immediately opened it.
But it wasn't Colonel Rango who sent it; it was Zhao Yue. No wonder the higher-ups sent him—he's really something. In just a few minutes, he had already found the source of that poem.
This is Act V, Scene V of Shakespeare's great masterpiece Macbeth. It is Macbeth's lament after his wife's death. He was seduced by the witches and murdered the king to seize power. In the end, he was separated from his wife and children, betrayed by everyone, and met a tragic end.
Chen Rou secretly guessed that Colonel Lange was probably standing on the small balcony where she had once had tea, watching the ship about to set sail, circumnavigate half the globe, and return home, expressing his feelings.
He was angry and sad, angry at Chen Rou, but helpless.
How should we comfort or guide him?
Chen Rou first sent a text message to Battalion Commander Zhao Yue: Do not let your guard down, and be sure to strengthen patrols.
She feared that Colonel Lango might not be able to swallow his anger and would also resort to underhanded tactics. All's fair in war, after all, and war is about deception.
Zhao Yue replied instantly: Yes!
Instead, Chen Rou wrote a text message in Chinese. She happened to pass by a bookstore, went in, found the English-Chinese dictionary that every bookstore had, checked the words she was unsure about, translated them, and sent them to Colonel Lango.
The text message was quite long, recounting their first private, one-on-one meeting.
Then, Chen Rou emphasized the military museum that Colonel Lange had taken her to visit, as well as the replica of the Treaty of Nanjing displayed in the center, and said: "Colonel, why don't you take the opium pipe I gave you and imagine yourself as a minister under the Qing Empress Dowager, or a soldier in the Beiyang Fleet, or an ordinary opium addict, or even an ordinary citizen of the Hong Kong Peninsula, and then read that treaty? I believe the pain you feel will be no less than it is now, watching the ships about to depart."
What is his failure compared to others? A hundred years ago, which soldier in the Beiyang Fleet did not suffer more than him?
The torrent of history rolls ever onward, and personal suffering is insignificant in the grand scheme of history.
Colonel Rango's empire has been in power for nearly a century. It's too early for him to be in so much pain now. After all, judging by history, decline is a long process that can take several generations. His empire still has a long way to go.
After a while, since Colonel Lango did not reply, Chen Rou went home.
Considering the surge in flight routes and the resulting overcrowding at the airport, making travel inconvenient, Nie Zhao went on a business trip today.
However, both Chen Rou's and Dong Ye's formal wear were delivered to their homes. Dong Ye wanted Chen Rou to take a look and see if there were any details that needed to be modified, while Chen Rou wanted to try on hers to see the size, and sure enough, there was a problem.
Her breasts swelled up a lot during pregnancy, but luckily there was still room for trimming, otherwise she probably wouldn't have been able to wear the dress.
After taking the measurements, Chen Rou had to think about a question: should she call her husband now and tell him that she was pregnant?
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