Song Zhuowen woke up from a nightmare. The sun was just right. He got up as usual, washed up, and put on a suit. Harbin has been liberated. Hu Bin and a group of people from the Secret Service were paraded through the streets. Song Zhuowen passed by on a bicycle but didn't even raise his head and came to the office. Song Zhuowen lived in a dormitory, and everyone advised him to move out. After all, it would be difficult for others to move unless he moved out. But Song Zhuowen had lived in a big house, six rooms by himself, and it was too scary to wake up in the middle of the night. There was a person named Tian Xiaojiang in the co-investigation information. He was a Puppet Manchukuo spy, but his family found a tomb that said Tian Xiaojiang was an anti-Japanese martyr, so they refused to do it. After all, the treatment of the anti-Japanese martyr's family members was much different from that of the spy's family members. Song Zhuowen recalled in his mind the scene where Tian Xiaojiang broke off his arm on the railway track in exchange for Song Zhuowu's life. He can't help but burst into tears when he thinks about it. He wrote down what happened, covered his face and cried bitterly.

Song Zhuowen went to cut a piece of pork belly, made pork stewed vermicelli at home, and then took it to the war criminals management center. The streets were peaceful and filled with the joy of victory. In the war criminals management center, the person Song Zhuowen wanted to see was Guan Xue. She no longer had the curly hair and arrogance of the past. Her hair was cut short and her face looked old. Guan Xue thought that Song Zhuowen came from Harbin specially, but Song Zhuowen had been transferred to Fushun for a year and a half. He just came now and he was busy with something. After all, he was his own country and his own people. Guan Xue took a bite of Song Zhuowen's cooking and advised him not to cook it in the future. The chefs here were better at cooking than him. The atmosphere between the two was so harmonious and strange that Song Zhuowen couldn't bring wine, so he brought a bottle of kvass to Guan Xue. Guan Xue laughed that he knew how to care about women, guessing that Xie Yue taught him this, because that girl was thoughtful and understood men better than she did. But Song Zhuowen and Xie Yue are not together, and now Xie Yue is not dependent on anyone. She is walking alone in the new world, as Song Zhuowen said, for a long time. You will know this new world just by taking a look outside, but Guan Xue doesn't believe it. She is still addicted to her own world. Everyone is moving forward, but she has left herself behind.

Song Zhuowen asked about Guan Kai, but Guan Xue said that he didn't need anyone to take care of him and could take good care of himself in his own world. Song Zhuowen didn't understand what she meant. It turned out that before Guan Xue went to jail, Guan Kai hanged himself in school. Today, Guan Xue said that people still cannot fight with fate. Those who win are qualified to talk about ideals. If they lose and die, they are nothing. Only those who are alive can talk about faith. If Song Zhuowen died in her hands, his beliefs and ideals would be in ruins. Only if Song Zhuowen wins, he is qualified to talk about this. If Guan Xue loses, he is not qualified. Song Zhuowen said that in fact, he had killed him once before, but Guan Xue had forgotten that she had given an order to Xiao Wu five years ago. Xiao Wu killed Song Zhuowu, and was killed quietly while he was happily looking at this new world that he had finally gained. Guan Xue shed tears after hearing this, and Song Zhuowen continued. Song Zhuowu saved Guan Xue, but eventually died in her hands. Was that his ideal and belief, and was it also what Guan Xue said: a handful of sand and a gust of wind?

Song Zhuowen was going back, Guan Xue wiped her tears and said she would take her a few steps. Guan Xue took out the original photo of the Secret Service Department from the book. She specially asked someone to cut out the photo of the two of them separately and gave it to him now. If two people have identical faces and are printed on the photo, does that mean who she thinks is the other person? Song Zhuowen understood what she meant and returned the photo to her. He was Song Zhuowu. After Song Zhuowen left, Guan Xue swallowed all the food she found unpalatable with tears in her stomach.

After leaving here, Song Zhuowen walked on the street. There is no more killing or occupation here. This is our land, our country, and the red flag will always fly.

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