After Nanjing Railway Station, I never received any news from Liu Xingzhi.

Being in enemy territory without any news actually indicates that he is safe.

I speculate that he should have arrived safely in Moscow and secretly returned to the country at some point.

Last year was 1929, and it has been ten years since Liu Xingzhi participated in the student movement in Beijing.

The old warlords have ended, but there are numerous factions within the enemy, and the new warlords are constantly fighting.

My intelligence work is progressing well. Just last year, I transmitted dozens of confidential reports personally, and the enemy's spies began to suspect me. To protect me, the organization severed contact with me.

This year, I left the Nanjing government and returned to Beiping, where I spent my youth, claiming that my mother was seriously ill.

I insist on reading the newspapers every day. Every day, people from all over the country are arrested, and I try to find Liu Xingzhi's trace from the names of those arrested.

Liu Xingzhi has been involved in revolutionary struggles for more than ten years. If he were arrested, it would definitely be reported.

The names of the arrested individuals in the newspapers are all aliases, and I can only verify them one by one.

The only identifying clue is whether there are homophones of my surname.

Occasionally, there are one or two.

I toss and turn at night, but I hold on to hope, thinking that maybe it's not him.

Every name that could be him, I cut out from the newspaper, record the date, and paste it into my notebook.

I got up, walked to the innermost part of the room, opened the drawer, and took out that notebook.

The most recent name is September 17, Qu Yusheng, arrested in Hangzhou.

I handed the notebook to the woman.

"Are you the one who brought him back from Hangzhou?"

The woman touched the name and said sorrowfully, "In July, he came back to Wuxi and gave me some books and letters. He said if he died one day, the books should be hidden and the letters burned."

She seemed lost in memories. "That was the first time he came home in ten years. He arrived at night and left before dawn. He left me a letter, telling me to remarry in the future and to take it out at any time. If I didn't want to, he advised me to adopt a child as soon as possible."

He probably anticipated his own death.

Over the years, many comrades have been betrayed and arrested.

After Qu Yusheng's subordinate was arrested, he realized that death had once again set its sights on him.

The woman continued, "I didn't go to Hangzhou. The superiors informed the family to go. We only found out a few days ago that he was causing a revolution outside. Luckily, we truly didn't know, so we compensated the government with half of our property and managed to bring him back."

I know that Liu Xingzhi not returning to Wuxi and cutting off contact with me was not due to youthful impetuosity.

It was because he had long ago made up his mind to embark on this path of no return.

A patriotic revolutionary like him could never be indifferent.

He loved the toiling masses and the land of China. He also loved his family and his beloved.

Yes, I am his beloved.