In the summer of 1903, in the British Concession in Hongkou District, Shanghai, Pastor Song Yaoru was supporting a man whose face was covered with a hat when he happened to encounter a patrolman conducting an interrogation.

In the summer of 1903, in the British Concession in Hongkou District, Shanghai, pastor Song Yaoru was supporting a man whose face was covered with a hat. He happened to encounter a patrolman conducting an interrogation.

Song Yaoru answered the patrol police's questions alertly and calmly. The patrol police also recognized him as Pastor Charlie Song (Song Yaoru's English name) and stepped forward to help him help this man who looked like a drunkard.

Song Yaoru quickly refused. At this moment, 10-year-old Xiao Qingling ran over from a distance. She shouted happily: "My father is off work and has brought his friends back? Let me help him in."

The patrol officers shrugged and walked away. Song Yaoru took a long breath and returned home. Song Yaoru placed the man in his study.

Xiao Qingling saw her father's cautious expression and guessed that this must be an unusual person. She couldn't help but ask her mother: "Who is he?"

Song Mu Ni Guizhen glared at her, "You are not supposed to know, don't ask. , Be obedient. "

Xiao Qingling had no choice but to turn around and go upstairs to her room. Standing under the light of the corridor, she realized that her hands were covered in blood.

At night, Xiao Qingling lay in bed unable to sleep. She quietly slipped downstairs and hid at the door of the study. The adults were busy sending the doctor to the hall and did not notice her.

She immediately slipped into the study and stood beside the injured man's bed. The unconscious man suddenly stood up and grabbed Xiao Qingling's arm, closed his eyes and screamed.

Song Yaoru rushed in after hearing the sound and hurriedly shouted: "Yixian, let go! Yixian, let go!" The doctor hurriedly injected him with a sedative, and he let go.

Xiao Qingling was so frightened that she ran to the corridor outside, touched her blue arm that had been caught, and slapped her chest.

The mother chased him out and said distressedly: "Are you scared? Let me see how your arm is doing?"

Xiao Qingling waved her hand and said: "It's okay! Mom, who is he? Why did dad call him Yixian?" "

Song's mother said helplessly: "He is your father's friend. There are some things you don't understand now, but you will know them later."

Xiao Qingling, lying on the bed tossing and turning, opened her eyes and muttered: "I You must know who he is!"

There was a sound of footsteps at the top of the stairs. Xiao Qingling quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. The door opened gently, and Song Yaoru and Ni Guizhen walked in, supporting Sun Yat-sen.

Sun Yat-sen stepped forward and quietly observed Xiao Qingling's scratched arm, with a guilty look on his face.

Ni Guizhen laughed in a low voice: "She keeps pestering me to ask who you are."

Song Yaoru said hurriedly: "She is still young, so I can't tell her."

Ni Guizhen remembered something and asked hurriedly: "You haven't eaten yet. Let me prepare some food for you."

Song Yaoru followed Ni Guizhen away. Sun Yat-sen looked at the lightning and thunder outside the window, thinking of the current situation of Shanghai and China, and silently shed tears.

At this moment, Xiao Qingling suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Sun Yat-sen without blinking.

Sun Yat-sen looked at her with a teasing tone and said: "Little girl, you are probably the only person in this world who has seen me cry."

Xiao Qingling asked softly: "Why are you crying?"

Sun Yat-sen said in a low voice: "I'm crying for the future of our suffering China. I accidentally scratched you just now, and I came to apologize to you. Does it still hurt?"

Xiao Qingling blinked and said, "It hurts!"

"I'm sorry!" "Sun Yat-sen laughed in a low voice, "My name is Sun Wen. I am the leader who is wanted to overthrow the Manchu and expel the Tatars. Just now, we sacrificed two more comrades. I am going to fight with him. They worked hard, but they accidentally hurt you. "

When Xiao Qingling heard this, he sat up and said excitedly: "I know you, so you are Sun Wen, Sun Yat-sen, and Sun Yat-sen."

Sun Yat-sen laughed. : "You are only 10 years old this year. According to your seniority, you should call me uncle."

Xiao Qingling said slyly: "But I saved you and am your savior. This way it is even, so there is no need to call me uncle.

Sun Yat-sen asked in surprise: "What are you calling?"

"Please call me Comrade Qingling." Xiao Qingling stretched out her hand in a serious manner. Sun Yat-sen couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to shake her seriously. Shake hands: "Nice to meet you, Comrade Qingling."

This unexpected meeting with Sun Yat-sen made Xiao Qingling remember him firmly not only because she was Sun Yat-sen's lifesaver, but also because of Sun Yat-sen's vulnerability and tears when he was in pain. Her gentleness when she was young and her cuteness when she was naughty left a deep mark on Xiao Qingling's heart.

Time passed like water.

The church bells rang melodiously, and her mother Ni Guizhen took the lead. Song Qingling and Xiao Meiling, who have grown tall, are praying in the church. The two sisters are about to go to the United States to study.

Since the last time he recovered from his injury and left Shanghai, Sun Yat-sen organized Zhennanguan armed uprising six times. He came to Shanghai to raise funds and was being hunted by the Qing court.

He broke into the church where Song Yaoru was the leader and took refuge. He knelt in front of the window of Song Yaoru's confession room. The two took the opportunity to communicate.

Song Yaoru lowered his voice and said: "The church has been occupied by the court. People have been sent to surround you, and you are in danger now. "Sun Yat-sen replied in a low voice: "No one can defeat me. I am still the one who wants to poke a hole in the sky. I must stick to the revolution to the end!"

"This is the Sun Dapao I know.

Song Yaoru couldn't control his excitement and said, "Yixian, this is the you I know. I have the banknote donated to Alliance with me." Come in quickly, put on my clothes and try to get out. "

Soong Ching Ling was following her mother to the church to pray. Suddenly she saw a familiar figure, and she had been absent-minded.

Soong Ching Ling pretended not to care and asked her mother, "Why didn't you see dad come out?"

At this moment, a man dressed as a priest came out. The familiar figure in black robe flashed across the intersection in front of them. Soong Ching Ling immediately called for her father and chased her, but the figure turned a deaf ear to her shouts and just hurried forward.

Soong Ching Ling followed her for a while. , the figure turned a corner at the street corner and disappeared into the alley.

Song Qingling walked into the alley searchingly. Suddenly, someone covered her mouth from behind and dragged her behind the blind corner before letting go. He said in shock: "Yes...I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person. "

" Were you following me just now? Are you Xiao Qingling? "The man looked at her carefully and shouted.

Qingling was stunned when she looked at the stranger in front of her. When he took off his fake beard and lifted his hat, she recognized that he was Sun Yat-sen in disguise.

Soong Ching Ling was so excited that she almost shouted. Sun Yat-sen quickly covered her mouth with his eyes and hands. He glanced around and led Soong Ching Ling into an alley before letting go of his hand. He said to her apologetically: "I'm sorry, every time I was so embarrassed when I met you. "

"No, I should be sorry for you. I know you are wanted and it was me who caused you trouble. "Song Qingling sincerely apologized.

Sun Yat-sen looked at her again, "It has been five years, you have grown up!"

"I have read all your books. Soong Ching Ling looked at Sun Yat-sen and asked: "You haven't repaid my kindness yet." "

Sun Yat-sen was filled with emotion. He wanted to say something but helplessly shook his head and said: "I'm leaving. "

" I have to leave too. I am going to study at Wesleyan Women's College in the United States soon, and I will be there for five years. "

Sun Yat-sen said confidently: "We will meet again, but I probably won't be able to go to the United States to see you. "

"No, I'm waiting for you. People all over China and the world are watching you!" Soong Ching Ling said passionately, "You must work hard and stick to your ideals. It's a pity that I don't have the ability now, otherwise, I wouldn't lose to you. "

"Well done!" Sun Yat-sen said: "I firmly believe that this corrupt Manchu dynasty can be overthrown! You are waiting for my good news. Study hard and I'm waiting for news from you. "

Song Qingling stretched out her hand excitedly: "It's a deal!"

The two stared at each other, holding their hands tightly together.

In this way, Soong Ching Ling and Sun Yat-sen formed an indissoluble bond. With common ideals and firm beliefs, they ran for the future and destiny of the motherland, and wrote a story that has been passed down through the ages.