In 1950, He Jingzhi was 26 years old. The single man in the north is like a thin snow on his shoulder. In his dictionary of love, the romantic heart must add a woman's rib, signed: wife. Isn't He Jingzhi in a hurry? Of course, he was in a hurry, but a girl who was not in a hurry was coming to his heart, was coming to his dream beauty, so he seemed less anxious. Who is this woman? She is None other than Ke Yan.
Ke Yan was arrogant and arrogant, and many high-ranking cadres and disciples could not enter her eyes. He adhered to his father's teachings: "There is no need to be a marquis of ten thousand households, but I hope to know Jingzhou." "My father was a railway engineer, and he loved literature all his life, and he always looked at writers differently. Ke Yan had a cousin named Xu Guangping. It was her father's cousin. You guessed correctly, this Xu Guangping is Lu Xun's legal wife. Because Lu Xun's fame is really too big, there is a reputation of "national soul", so although Xu Guangping often comes to Xiao Keyan's home as a guest, her father never lets her speak out, so as to avoid suspicion by others, as if he has stained this relative's light. His father regarded gold as dung, and Ke Yan regarded articles as gold. "Only articles are eternal", my father said, and she admired it. The future "Prince Charming" must be able to write a good article. He Jingzhi is very much in line with her criteria for choosing a mate.
How can two people who have never known each other come together? At the age of 21, Ke Yan was working as a screenwriter at the Beijing Youth Art Theatre. The unit asked her to invite He Jingzhi to Qingyi to give a lecture as a class representative. And just like that, the two started their first date that wasn't a date. Location: In the creative room of the Central Academy of Drama. Outside the studio, Ke Yan turned around eighteen times and did not find He Jingzhi's shadow, because he did not know He Jingzhi's true body. In her subconscious, He Jingzhi must be an amiable elder, an approachable predecessor, and an old-fashioned dragon bell. Otherwise, how could he have written such a remarkable "Nanniwan" and "The White-Haired Girl"? The search was unsuccessful, and Ke Yan had to find another way. Inquire! Who knows, this inquiry, but it is incredible. She was simply stunned.
"Ah, you are He Jingzhi?" The handsomeness and elegance in front of him are far from the vicissitudes in his mind. He Jingyi's face was confused: "Am I a fake He Jingzhi?" Am I not like He Jingzhi? ”
"We thought you were an old man!"
"Haha, in a few decades you'll be an old man!" He Jingzhi said humorously.
Ke Yan "fluttered" and laughed. He Jingzhi also smiled. The laughter of the two streams intertwined and blended into the sea of cheerfulness.
Spring is a topic that will never fade. When you talk and laugh, don't forget to get down to business. Ke Yan returned to the truth: "Our theater would like to invite you to tell you about the creative experience of "The White-Haired Girl". I wonder if there is time? He Jingzhi replied dryly, "Yes, yes! No problem! "This time, there must be. Between "problem" and "no", there is not even a word "yes". It shows that He Jingzhi never drags mud and water in his speech, and he strives to be concise. Compared with long sentences, the combat effectiveness of short sentences is clearly more courageous. Just imagine, many years later, He Jingzhi and Ke Yan recalled the scene when they met at that time, and maybe they would change their lines?
"Do you have time?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! My time is you, your time is me! ”
Since then, the goodwill between He Jingzhi and Ke Yan has increased dramatically. And isn't good feeling the germ of love? Each tells his or her past in order to let the other know a more complete version of themselves. And these intacts always seem to be the prototypes of perfection. He Jingzhi was most interested in Ke Yan's pen name.
"Why did Feng Kai change his name to Ke Yan?"
Ke Yan, as the name suggests, "Ke" is a small tree, "Rock" is a boulder. The small tree is not born on the boulder to meditate, but stands on the boulder to cultivate. She had to look for dirt in the crevices of the stone and put deep roots into the heart of the earth. Only in this way can she climb hard and write more vital works.
From Ke Yan's domineering interpretation, He Jingzhi could clearly feel that his own heart had once again become a prisoner of the spring wind. The two became like-minded friends. Life, creation, revolution and career are their common lessons. It's just that the time is not yet ripe, and the two people still have not established a relationship. At that time, it was okay to talk about love, but a man and a woman must have a matchmaker to marry, which is called a matchmaker. He Jingzhi and Ke Yan are matchmakers. Someone else's matchmaker may be a woman, but their matchmaker seems to be a man, and she is a powerful character.
At the beginning of 1950, He Jingzhi was weak and vomited blood, and the diagnosis was: tuberculosis. Talking about "nuclear" discoloration, this is the knot in many people's hearts. After all, tuberculosis is a contagious disease. Others can't hide too late, but what about Ke Yan? However, he walked into He Jingzhi's hospital room with a smile.
"Oh, how did you get here?" Aren't you afraid of contagion? He Jingzhi was not only surprised, but also mixed with a piece of worrying snacks. When the goddess arrived, how could he not be excited and delighted?
"The more you are afraid, the more contagious you will be!" Ke Yan's words were like a good medicine, dispelling He Jingzhi's ideological concerns, and there was a great taste of "I just want to talk to tuberculosis". If it still refuses to leave you, then it has truly become my enemy. Ke Yan, who is known as the "cannon sister-in-law", how could she surrender her weapons? She is to issue an "eviction order" for He Jing, and strive to make tuberculosis "roll calves" earlier. Ke Yan, you are really a bold heroine. You fearlessly embrace He Jingzhi's health and carefully care for his life. Even if the most severe disease is standing in front of you, it will bow to the wind. Even if it's cancer, acting as an uninvited guest, coming to smash the door of health, you will calmly say, "Cancer ≠ Death." This kind of fearlessness in the face of danger is enough to move the earth. What's more, what about flesh and blood people!
Ke Yanting's jade figure is the most beautiful brilliance in the eyes of He Jingzhi lying on the hospital bed. If you can't see Ke Yan, He Jingzhi, who is accompanied by a sense of loss, will feel uncomfortable. It's like losing a heart, and it's like losing a piece of liver. Therefore, during He Jingzhi's serious illness, Ke Yan often came to visit. This has long since transcended the boundaries of ordinary friends. This is an important code for life and death. The true meaning of love may be here.
"Hurry up!" Tuberculosis seems to say this, and comrades and comrades-in-arms say the same thing. They agreed that He Jingzhi's tuberculosis had become a matchmaker for a happy marriage. He Jingzhi was blessed by misfortune, and Ke Yan had her ideological concerns. After all, the aura on He Jingzhi's head was too big and too bright. She didn't want to enter the halls of marriage until her writing was accomplished. He Jingzhi's brothers' words, Ke Yan can turn a deaf ear, but if Ke Yan's sisters, she can only obey the king's will.
In 1953, under the nourishment of the good medicine of love, He Jingzhi's serious illness was cured. At this time, it seems that it is a good time to talk about marriage and marriage, but it still needs to be pushed by everyone, otherwise their love may still have three points of shy "appearance".
In the late summer, Ke Yan was ready to participate in the condolence group to the DPRK, which was not a runaway marriage, right? In my opinion, Ke Yan had the intention of indulging in the past. In order to take Down He Jingzhi, I first released myself. Sure enough, He Jingzhi's choice was no longer silent, and he began to bravely confess to Ke Yan. The reason for this is that one is the ghost of age, and the other is the god of emotion. An illness that has made a love story. But after all, three years of time, stranded in a hospital bed. How can this not be sad? When Ke Yan went to Korea, He Jingzhi would never stop him, but before you went to the Korean battlefield, see if you could handle He Jingzhi's marriage first. It's not too late to go again! The housemates also followed suit: "Xiao Feng, you have been in love for several years, and you still don't give people a certificate?" What else do you want to soak? Get married! "Yeah, what else are you brewing?" The love marathon has been running for three years, and it is time to stop and walk hand in hand. After three years of soaking in love, one bubble is "girl" and the other bubble is "baby". It is also time to take out the marriage certificate and light up the bottom card.
"We haven't reported to the organization yet?"
"What's so hard about that? Isn't it a one-sentence thing? Wrapped around the sisters. ”
The two men sat there dumbfounded, as if waiting for good news to come and "please be safe." Invisibly, they seem to be thinking about how the shape of the wedding photo should be arranged.
"Done, the organization agrees, you hurry up and get married!"
It was as if the two had received the Holy Will, and their hearts were full of gratitude. Except for two people, there is nothing, what to marry? It was too late to do hi, after all, it was late. Then hurry to the cloth shop and buy two quilt noodles! This shop and cover are all there, just to get a "festive" and "fresh" taste. What to wear? Buy another piece of red cloth and make a dress. This counts as the bride's dress. In short, simplicity is a joyous marriage strategy.
September 12, 1953, is a day that will always be remembered. The two men took their marriage certificates and their respective luggage and moved into a small house on the edge of longsu ditch. This is the cave house of their dreams. They didn't have a formal wedding, the point is that they were literary companions, not Mandarin ducks kidnapped by materials. This may be the real reason why they can fly with wings.
A week after the marriage, Ke Yan rushed to the Korean battlefield without hesitation. A month later, she wrote a "love letter" to He Jingzhi. It was actually a poem, a poem about the fighting camaraderie of the volunteers. He Jingzhi's "honeymoon" was spent almost alone in an empty room. "If the two loves are long-lasting, they are in the twilight of the dynasty", couples in two different countries, love is only the distance of a heart, take care in the heart, cherish in the dream.
This is the real revolutionary couple, this is the real soul mate. The heart of love is really there, and the dream of literature is fragrant.
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