Chapter 26: The most painful parting, the two hearts are connected by fish and geese, and the longing is filled with white paper
Although he had mentally prepared for the bittersweetness of separation, the moment he finally parted with Yue'er, Luo Guyun felt it was a thousand times more difficult than he had anticipated. It felt as if his soul had been taken away, and he couldn't sit still or lie down, his heart empty, and he couldn't muster any interest in anything. During the day, it was fine; he was busy with military affairs, discussing strategic guidelines with Yi Shui and the generals, and attending various social events and negotiations with Yi Han, leaving him no time for thought. In the middle of the night, he habitually wanted to hug someone, but when he felt the emptiness around him, he couldn't fall asleep again, and sat up silently, smoking until dawn. Within a few days, he had noticeably lost a lot of weight.
At the end of April, Li Erhu and Zhang Jianmei arrived in Shanghai with Dongdong. The Hanchang military factory had successfully commenced production, and Jianmei had graduated from the normal school. Li Erhu had completed his mission, and this time he was determined to stay with Luo Guyun and not go anywhere else.
Jianmei had heard from the media that Xiao Xiangyue had gone to Sweden. As soon as they met, she stamped her feet and said, "Brother Luo is so cruel. How could he bear to let Yue'er go so far away alone?"
Luo Guyun was feeling rather unhappy, so he could only smile wryly and remain silent. Yi Han, who had originally disapproved of him sending Xiao Xiangyue abroad, glanced at him and jokingly said, "Some people bring disaster upon themselves, and they deserve to die."
Dongdong was already seven years old. Xiao Xiangyue had promised him last year to teach him to play the flute when they arrived in Shanghai, and she had been repeating this throughout the trip, filled with anticipation. When she heard he was gone, her mouth drooped, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed, "Brother Yue'er lied! He didn't keep his word! Dongdong came to Shanghai, but brother is gone! Dongdong wants to see brother..." Luo Guyun felt a pang of pity, a feeling of sympathy for the child.
Xiao Xiangyue had only been gone for about twenty days when Luo Guyun sent guards to the port every day to see if there was any letter.
That day, Yi Shui and Yi Han accompanied him for dinner in the small dining room of the main building. The three brothers chatted casually as they ate. Yi Shui said, "It takes more than a month to go to Sweden one way. Even if Yue'er wrote a letter, it would take the same amount of time to send it back. How can it be so fast!" Yi Han curled his lips and said, "Just let him be. If you don't give him something to do, be careful that he does something even more crazy!"
The housekeeper reported that Mr. Lu Hankun had called, hoping to arrange a meeting with the Commander-in-Chief when he was free. Yi Shui said, "The day after tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and Erhu and Jianmei are here too. Why not invite Brother Sun and his wife, Senior Brother Lu, and Mr. Ike to the mansion for a gathering?" Yi Han said, "It would be good to have more people to talk to, so no one gets sick from longing."
......Thinking that Yue'er usually loved this kind of lively atmosphere, but now she was alone and thousands of miles away, Luo Guyun felt sad again.
The banquet hall at the mansion was packed. The dishes had arrived: braised dried bean curd strips, three-piece duck, prawns, conch with chrysanthemum flowers, red eel, wood ear mushrooms... Luo Guoyun looked at the table full of dishes, all of which were Yue'er's favorites, and it brought back endless longing. Feeling a little lonely, he just drank his wine in silence.
Sun Mu's wife, Wang Shufang, was six months pregnant, her belly slightly bulging. Jian Mei helped her carefully sit down and said affectionately, "Sister-in-law, take it easy... How many months is the baby? When will the baby be born?"
Sun Mu replied: "Xiao Xu is over six months old and the due date is at the end of August."
Yi Han laughed and said, "Brother Sun is so impatient. The child hasn't been born yet and we don't even know whether it's a boy or a girl, so how can you name it?" Sun Mu said, "Yue'er chose the name. He said he liked the word 'Xu' and hoped that the child would be sunny and warm in the future..."
"Oh? Yue'er named the child? When did that happen? How come I didn't know about it?" Luo Guyun asked curiously.
Sun Mu said, "...Strictly speaking, the name wasn't chosen by Yue'er...On the night of your wedding banquet, Yue'er drank some wine and grabbed my hand, saying aggrievedly that he had wanted to be the first to hold Xiaoxu, but now he couldn't...I asked curiously: Who is Xiaoxu? Yue'er pointed at her sister-in-law's belly and whispered: Xiaoxu is the unborn child. I thought that this child would be as sunny and warm as Big Brother Sun in the future, so I called him Xiaoxu in my heart..."
Luo Guoyun couldn't help laughing, thinking that this was Yue'er's style. She had loved naming small animals since she was a child. The year she first arrived in Lizhuang, Chunmei raised a litter of rabbits. Xiao Xiangyue couldn't touch furry animals and could only watch from afar, but she loved them so much that she named them all, Xiaohua, Xiaobai, Xiaohui, Xiaohuang... Every day she would call out their names one by one, countless times. There was a rabbit with a bright black fur, and Ban Bench said to the side, "Why don't we call this one Xiaohei!" At that moment, his expression darkened and he said, "Xiaohei is gone, so let's call him Xiaoliang."
...Thinking of Yue'er's adorable expression as she called the name of the child still in her belly, Luo Guyun's eyebrows and eyes flickered with a smile. This was the first time he had smiled since parting with Yue'er.
Sun Mu continued, "I also think the name Xu is good. It's suitable for both boys and girls, so I followed Yue'er and called him Xiao Xu."
Everyone nodded and praised the word "Xu". The girl is gentle and warm, and the boy is sunny and warm. Yue'er is indeed a good name.
Dongdong sat between Erhu and Jianmei. Seeing the table full of delicacies, his appetite was whetted. He chewed a large shrimp with his cheeks bulging. He pointed to a plate of duck and said to Jianmei, "Auntie Mei, duck meat is delicious. Dongdong likes to eat duck." Luo Guyun picked up a large duck leg and put it in his bowl, saying with a smile, "Dongdong's taste is somewhat similar to Yue'er's."
Yi Shui said to Lu Hankun, "I forgot to tell Senior Brother Lu that the record you asked me to bring to He Qisheng last time has been delivered to him. I also got a special phonograph approved by the Nanjing police station so that he can play it anytime in prison."
"It's all because Yue'er is kind-hearted that this guy got the advantage." Yi Han said hatefully.
Lu Hankun said, "I'm here today for this record. This album that Junior Junior recorded for He Qisheng is pure music, consisting entirely of pieces Junior Junior composed himself, playing on the flute, guqin, piano, violin, flute, and zheng. In terms of technique alone, I might not be as good as someone who dedicates their entire life to a single instrument, but in terms of musical understanding and expression, no one can match me. Junior Junior is a near all-rounder in music, and his greatest strength is composition. He expresses different styles of music with appropriate instruments, with exquisite precision. This album has very high artistic value."
Luo Guoyun said, "Of course, Yue'er's talent in music is unmatched. Is this what Senior Brother wanted to see me for?"
"......Of course not. On my junior brother's birthday, in order to appease the fans, the company produced dozens of pure music records that Yue'er recorded for He Qisheng and gave them to everyone. Unexpectedly, the response was very good. Those who didn't get the records tried every possible way to find out where they could buy them. I thought that if the records were released publicly, the sales would definitely be very good... But Yue'er specifically instructed that he would no longer release records, and he also hoped that the general could sign a contract on his behalf, authorizing us to allow the public release of this album." Lu Hankun hurriedly explained.
Luo Guyun said, "Since Yue'er has said that he will no longer release records, of course we have to follow his wishes."
Ike interjected, "I've been listening to Yue'er's songs over and over again lately. The amazing thing is, they can make the listener feel happy, peaceful, and relaxed, and soothe anxious emotions. They truly have a healing effect. I'm sure Yue'er would like to help more people."
Zhang Jianmei spoke frankly: "Releasing a record can help others and make money. Why doesn't Brother Luo agree?"
"I just hope Yue'er is safe and sound. What does it matter whether she makes money or not?" Luo Guyun raised his eyebrows.
Yi Han said, "Third brother certainly doesn't care about the money Yue'er earns. Before Yue'er went abroad, I checked the account I opened for him at Citibank. The amount in it was not a small amount, more than one million. An ordinary person could not earn this much money in several lifetimes."
Jianmei was amazed. "Yue'er was able to earn money by performing when she was little. As she grew older, she became even more powerful and became a famous star. You can often hear Yue'er's singing and see Yue'er's pictures in the streets and alleys of Hanchang. I told my classmates about our time as beggars together when we were little, but they laughed at me and said I was bragging... How could Master Xiao be begging on the street? It's simply a fairy tale..."
Luo Guoyun laughed heartily at Jianmei's vivid description and said cheerfully, "You don't know... Later, Yue'er became addicted to begging. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have begged all the way to Lizhuang..."
Lu Hankun continued, "Junior Brother is reluctant to release any more records because he doesn't want to worry General Luo. Now that he's gone, the General doesn't have to worry. Given Yue'er's passion for music, he surely hopes more people can experience his music... There's another thing I haven't mentioned to the General. When Junior Brother and I chatted, he often spoke of his years in Lizhuang, how grateful he was for his master's sincere guidance, and how he regretted never having attended a formal school. He had a wish to open an art academy, and named it Tiannian Music Academy, both to honor his master and to make up for his own lack of education. If the General agrees to release the record, a portion of the company's profits could be donated to the establishment of the music academy."
Sun Mu nodded. "I've heard Yue'er mention this before... Yue'er was very envious of me because I was busy planning to build a hospital. She said it would be great if we could build a music school someday..."
Luo Guoyun said, "Yue'er wants to build a music school. How difficult is that? Just allocate some funds, build school buildings, and gather the best teachers in the country!"
Yi Han smiled and said, "Third brother is good in every way, except that he likes to take on all of Yue'er's affairs. He said before that Yue'er has his own pride and self-esteem, and wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with third brother, but how come he forgets everything when something happens? If you can fulfill his wish for him, that would be great. But wouldn't it be more meaningful if he could achieve his wish through his own efforts?"
Seeing Mei Xi, he said, "Yue'er wants to build a school? That's a great idea... I was just worried about being idle and having nothing to do in Shanghai. Now, as a teacher training graduate, I can come in handy and help Yue'er!"
"Can Dongdong go to Brother Yue'er's school to learn to play the flute?" Dongliang asked with blinking eyes, swallowing the large piece of duck meat in his mouth.
Luo Guyun patted Dongdong's head and said, "Second brother, you're right. It was Third Brother who was inconsiderate... So, let's use the money from Yue'er's record release to build the school. Thank you for taking care of all the matters. I'm sure Yue'er will be happy when she returns from her studies abroad."
At the end of May, the policy of suppressing bandits was decided, and Luo Guoyun planned to return to Anyang with Yi Shui and others to reorganize the army and personally command the battle.
In the main building of the mansion, Luo Guyun packed his luggage while wondering how long Yue'er had been in Sweden. He wondered if she had gotten used to it... He calculated that Yue'er's letters wouldn't arrive until next month, so he could only send guards to wait at the port every day, and forward any letters to Anyang immediately...
Uncle Hong, the steward, came to report: "A foreigner wants to see the general. He said he just arrived in China from Sweden and just got off the ship."
Luo Guyun dropped what he was holding, ran downstairs and headed towards the living room.
The visitor was a staff member from the Swedish Embassy in China named Ryerson. He was clutching a thick brown paper envelope. Upon meeting him, he bowed politely and said, "Hello, General Luo. I just arrived in Shanghai from Stockholm and disembarked today. Mrs. Daisy asked me to bring this to you." He then handed over the thick brown paper bag.
Luo Guoyun took it and looked at it. It was written in Xiao Xiangyue's slightly childish handwriting, "From Brother Yun." His voice trembled with excitement. "Sir, you just came from Sweden? Have you seen Yue'er?"
Ryerson said, "Mrs. Daisy and her crew had just arrived in Stockholm. I happened to be returning from my family visit and heading to China when I met them at the port. Mrs. Daisy's attendants asked me to deliver this envelope to the general. I didn't see them, but I heard Mr. Xiao was so seasick that he couldn't hold on. Mrs. Daisy rushed him straight to the hospital upon arrival."
...Yue'er is sick and in the hospital? Luo Guyun's heart sank.
"Our country Sweden has advanced medical technology. Mr. Xiao will be fine." Seeing his face change instantly, Ryerson felt a little reluctant and added.
Xiao Xiangyue's letter was brought back by Trusterson. The round trip took not a single day, which was much faster than sending it by mail.
Luo Guoyun opened it and saw that it was not a letter, but a thick diary. From the third day of April in the 23rd year of the Republic of China, it had been recorded every day, with a lot of random things, without missing a single day.
Xiao Xiangyue's handwriting was poor, crooked and uneven, with no structure at all. The content was also fragmentary, written down as he came to mind, using ordinary words. There were no flowery words, and the writing wasn't particularly elegant, but it showed his sincere and passionate desire to share everything with Luo Guyun. It was as if the two of them had never been apart, whispering in his ear:
Brother Yun, Yue'er is on board. The boat is huge and there are many people on it.
As soon as Xiao Qin and I boarded the ship, we immediately roamed from the sixth floor down to the bottom deck. There were only five VIP cabins on board, and Yue'er, Lady Daisy, and Xiao Qin each occupied one. The other two were occupied by the Duke and Duchess of Sweden and their entourage.
Brother Yun complained that Yue'er's VIP cabin was too small, so Xiao Qin and I went to the fifth-class cabin to see where dozens of people were crammed into a large bunk bed. The room was below the coastline, pitch black, with no visibility. The air was damp and murky, and the place was a mess. Compared to them, Yue'er's place was like heaven!
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Today is the fifth day of the fourth lunar month. There's a crescent moon in the sky, and the moon over the sea is particularly bright. Next to it is a cloud, remarkably resembling the moon-cloud pattern Brother Cloud had drawn. Moon stared at it for a long time, even trying to paint it with a brush, but she can't draw, and her drawing isn't very good. Brother Cloud will just let it sit...
On the back page was a picture that Xiao Xiangyue had drawn with clumsy painting skills. Luo Guyun almost laughed out loud as he imagined him trying clumsily to depict the pattern of clouds and moon.
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The food on the ship was terrible, but thankfully Brother Yun had packed Yue'er with dried fruit snacks. Peach cakes, pancakes, champion cakes, honey-glazed dried tofu, jujube cakes, toad cakes...we had a different treat every day. Yue'er still loved Dong Ji's shredded sweet potato candy the most. When Yue'er returns home and Brother Yun stops fighting, we'll be able to enjoy fresh shredded sweet potato candy every day when we return to Lizhuang!
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I have some great news for Brother Yun! Yue'er can bake bread! Yesterday, Xiao Qin and I went to the ship's kitchen and learned how to bake bread from French chef Mr. Brown. We burned two pans, but the third one finally worked! It might be a little ugly... Brother Yun always made delicious bread for me, but from now on, Yue'er can bake bread for him too! Oh, and Yue'er even learned to mix salad! Are you surprised, Brother Yun? At home, you're always afraid of tiring Yue'er out, so you don't let me do anything. But Yue'er is actually quite capable. Besides playing the piano and composing, she can do so much more!
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There was a small concert on the ship tonight. Yue'er played a few tunes on the violin given by Brother Yun and also sang a few impromptu songs. Everyone had a great time. Captain Tom, who was over sixty years old, was as happy as a child. He played and danced with Yue'er, and several crew members were drunk. Yue'er remembered Brother Yun's advice that she should not drink when Brother Yun was not around! No matter how others persuaded her, she did not drink a single sip! But everyone was very excited. It was almost midnight and they still refused to go to bed, clamoring for Yue'er to perform again. Yue'er suddenly had an idea and took out the newly recorded music record and played it for everyone. The excitement and manic mood of everyone gradually calmed down. Yue'er quickly slipped back to her room to sleep. Brother Yun said that we must go to bed on time and not stay up late! Yue'er remembered it all!
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The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge were very fond of Yue'er. They'd heard Yue'er loved wine, and they had a winery in France with beautiful scenery and excellent red wine. They invited Yue'er to visit their winery and even make her own wine. "When Brother Yun stops fighting, we can go make wine together, okay?"
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Jimi was a new friend Yue'er had met in fifth class. He was a painter from India, very poor, and his entire luggage consisted of only a set of painting tools. The weather was cold, and Yue'er saw that he was still wearing thin clothes, so she gave him a thick padded jacket.
The sunrise over the sea is so beautiful, so beautiful that words can't describe it. Yue'er wanted to draw it for Brother Yun, but she's too stupid and can't draw. So Jimmy helped me draw one. Brother Yun, look, isn't it beautiful?
Tucked into the notebook was a colored pencil drawing: a rising sun dyed the sea a brilliant red. The composition was exquisite, the colors vibrant, and the artistry was truly remarkable. In Xiao Xiangyue's crooked handwriting, she had inscribed the words "Sea Sunrise" in the center of the painting, abruptly and conspicuously, a bit awkward... Yue'er's habit of naming things was unwavering, even for a painting... Luo Guyun couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Last night, Yue'er dreamed of catching loaches with Brother Yun in a stream in Lizhuang. Brother Yun took advantage of me not noticing and threw me into the water from behind. Although I fell on Brother Yun and didn't drown, Yue'er was still shocked! Brother Yun was bullying me in my dreams too, and Yue'er wanted to protest!
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Brother Yun packed way too many snacks for Yue'er! She couldn't finish them all. Seeing that Yue'er didn't like the ship's food, Madam Daisy had the chef make me smoked duck breast, Spanish ham, Angus steak... changing it up every day, but Yue didn't really like it either. Many people in the fifth-class warehouse had no money to buy food and could only afford a piece of dry bread each day, so Yue'er shared the food with them.
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Yue'er made many new friends: the painter Jimmy, the British missionary James, the Shanghai thug Huang Sanwa, the tobacco merchant Boss Lin, the Swiss watchmaker Simpson, and the African black man Rambo... They were all very interesting. However, Xiao Qin forbade Yue'er from frequenting the Fifth Class Warehouse, saying that if Brother Yun were around, he wouldn't allow Yue'er to stay with them. But I think if Yue'er was interested, Brother Yun would definitely agree!
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The wind picked up at sea, the waves were huge, and the boat was extremely bumpy. Xiao Qin gave Yue'er some Huoxiang Zhengqi water, but it didn't seem to be working.
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The boat rocked violently, and everything on the table rolled to the ground. Yue'er couldn't stand steadily and had to lie on the bed.
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Brother Yun, Yue'er wants to eat the shrimp wontons you made, drink frog leg porridge, and eat eel noodles...
Brother Yun, Yue'er can't eat anything anymore... Brother Yun, Brother Yun, Brother Yun...
Xiao Xiangyue's words were like whispers in his ear. There wasn't a single word of "I miss you, I love you" written on the page; it was just ordinary words, yet between the lines, there was an unconcealed tenderness of love, every bit of it, filled with deep affection. Luo Guoyun seemed to experience again that year in Lizhuang, kneading dough while listening to Yue'er's violin piece. Underneath her charming smile, he savored it, a deep longing, a lingering thought.
The last few pages of the diary were empty, their handwriting scribbled indistinctly, filled with "Brother Yun, Brother Yun, Brother Yun, Brother Yun, Brother Yun, Brother Yun"... It was obvious he'd written this while lying in bed. Luo Guyun's eyes welled up, his heart bleeding... Yue'er had always been like this since she was little. The more miserable she felt, the more she'd cling to him like a lifeline, as if that would draw strength. Now, separated from each other, in such agony, she'd resort to this method to seek spiritual support...
The banquet hall of Hushan Hotel was bustling with elegant ladies.
Li Erhu and Zhang Jianmei had already held their wedding in Hanchang, and Luo Guoyun, mindful of their newlywed bliss, couldn't bear to separate them. Erhu, however, was determined to follow him in the bandit suppression campaign, while Jianmei remained in Shanghai to establish a conservatory of music. With their separation imminent, Yi Han arranged a banquet of over a hundred tables at the Hushan Hotel, hosting a lively wedding for the couple.
Most of the important figures from Shanghai's political and business circles had arrived. Mayor Wu also entered the hall with his daughter Xiaoxin. Upon seeing Luo Guoyun sitting at the main table, Wu Xiaoxin quickly approached and asked, "General Luo, has Young Master Xiao arrived in Sweden? Is there any new news?"
Luo Guyun's face was as cold as frost, and he remained silent. Yi Han, who was standing beside him, quickly winked at her, signaling her not to ask any more questions.
Luo Guyun had been in a foul mood for the past two days, prone to tantrums. The lanterns Xiao Xiangyue had hung in the mansion's corridor had become worn from the elements. Yesterday, a servant had taken down two of the tattered lanterns and thrown them away. Luo Guyun was furious and gave the servants a severe scolding. The day before, he had also ordered the secretaries in the confidential office to review all incoming and outgoing correspondence, destroying any from admirers or those with ambiguous intentions. Secretary Wu and several other secretaries had been working all night in the reference room. At dawn, worried, Luo Guyun personally went to inspect the reference room. He saw an oil painting piled in a corner. It depicted a setting sun, a sky filled with rosy clouds. The painting was exquisite. It had been given to him by a beautiful Shanghai artist named Mu Wanqing during the Lantern Festival last year. Inscribed in beautiful running script in the lower left corner were the twelve characters: "The setting sun melts gold, the evening clouds merge, where is the person?" Luo Guyun stared at it for a moment before suddenly losing his temper, denouncing the secretaries for their dullness and carelessness. Something with such obvious intentions is still here, deliberately trying to make Yue'er unhappy.
Everyone in the mansion knew that the commander-in-chief was in the hospital because of the illness of the young master. They were in a terrible mood and kept quiet, fearing that they would accidentally offend him and make him angry again.
The news of Xiao Xiangyue's departure for overseas study was reported by all major media outlets. With her departure, the previously groundless rumors lost their foundation and collapsed on their own. Public opinion shifted to one side, with many expressing sympathy for Young Master Xiao, who had been driven by rumors to leave his homeland and travel across the ocean.
A major newspaper published an editorial titled "On the Inferiority of the Chinese People," written by a renowned editor. This article sparked a nationwide debate. The gist of the saying is, "A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind." Since ancient times, the Chinese have not appreciated or protected beautiful things, but have instead been suspicious, slanderous, envious, and even destructive. They are always dissatisfied with others being better than themselves. Those with the ability seize and appropriate them, while those without the ability secretly harbor envy, satisfying their own dark and filthy desires. This exposes the ugliness of human nature. A brilliant and talented man like Mr. Xiao, a musical prodigy once in a century, was driven to his death by rumors. It demonstrates the power of gossip, and how it can drown a person. It's truly tragic and lamentable.
After Xiao Xiangyue's instrumental album was released, many people were captivated by it, lamenting that someone who could write such beautiful music must have a heart as pure as a stone, free from all distractions. How could he have pursued fame and fortune at all costs? Those previous rumors about him were truly unfair! Now that he's gone, only his lingering music lingers, bringing with it a sense of longing and regret.
Despite repeated reprints, the albums were still in short supply, and even in remote areas, they were practically unavailable. Chunmei and Cheng Jin both wrote, saying they'd read in the newspaper that Yue'er had gone abroad and inquiring about the situation. Principal Xie from Luling County also wrote, saying they couldn't find Xiao Xiangyue's albums in the county and hoped she could send a few back for the students to enjoy.
Last week, his wife in Nanjing called and elevated Xiao Xiangyue's decision to study abroad to the level of national justice, praising him for forsaking fame and fortune and making significant sacrifices and contributions to Sino-Swedish relations. Luo Guoyun hated the word "sacrifice." He replied coldly, "Madam, you're too kind. Yue'er won't sacrifice herself for anyone or anything," and hung up.
The wedding was grand, with Western-style etiquette. Dongdong served as a flower girl, holding Jianmei's long white wedding dress as she walked down the flower-paved aisle, to thunderous applause from the guests. Luo Guoyun was supposed to officiate the ceremony, but Yishui, seeing that he had been in a rather uninspired mood for the past two days, stepped up to the stage and said a few simple words of blessing for the newlyweds, wishing them a long and happy marriage.
Luo Guyun was moved by the scene and thought that if Yue'er were here, she would be so happy to see such a scene. He sat at the table with a gloomy face, playing with the wine glass in his hand, and didn't pay much attention to others.
The guests, seeing the commander-in-chief's dignified and cold demeanor, dared not act presumptuously. Only Sun Mu, Lu Hankun, Ike, and others sat at a table, talking to him in low voices.
Sun Mu said, "I'm also most worried about Yue'er getting seasick. I've prepared enough anti-seasickness medication and even made a plaster with ginger, tangerine peel, rhizome of Alisma orientalis, atractylodes macrocephala, and other herbs. When seasickness strikes, applying it to the forehead and navel has a very good effect. But I heard that the sea is not like a river. If you encounter a hurricane, even sailors who have been drifting on the sea for years may not be able to withstand it... Alas, Yue'er must be suffering..."
Ike comforted him, "Mr. Charade is highly respected and a national treasure in Sweden. General and Adjutant Sun, don't worry. Yue'er will be well taken care of."
"Junior brother may look weak, but he actually has a strong character. I believe he can get through this and recover soon..." Lu Hankun also said.
Sun Mu's face was filled with worry. "Xiao Qin is very thoughtful and reliable. I have taught him medical skills very carefully. With him by my side, I don't think there will be any serious danger. I just don't know what the situation is. It makes me very worried..."
Luo Guyun's face was gloomy and he sighed, "I am more confident in Yue'er's health than anyone else, otherwise I wouldn't let him go so far away. But... thinking about him suffering in a place where I can't see him, and I am powerless to do anything, how can it not make my heart ache..."
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