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The bright red of rhododendrons is exposed among the green leaves, adding red shadows to the rhododendron trees standing in the vestibule.Fang Qian felt her palms go cold, her heart clenched tightly, and there was a faint tingling pain.

He sat there for a long time, unable to speak a word, and the pen had been on the notebook for a while, and he forgot when he stopped taking notes on paper, but Fang Qian was not worried about it, because The whole story has been recorded in his mind.

"I'm so sorry, my story is too long." Liu Mo Nian said in a hoarse voice, his face as flat as water.

Fang Qian let out a long sigh, and his thoughts slowed down: "Uncle Liu, I hope your story can be longer, it can be regarded as my blessing to you."

Liu Mo Nian asked, "Will my story really be published in newspapers?"

"Well, it took up a whole page." Fang Qian focused on sorting out his notes.

"That's good, if only I can find it."

Suddenly, a slender middle-aged man visited the mansion. When he saw Fang Qian, he didn't show any surprise. Instead, he ignored Fang Qian and said to Liu Mo Nian, "Guohui is not here tonight. I'll come over to cook dinner." Let's eat together."

"okay."

Fang Qian asked Liu Moinian in a low voice, "This is..."

"Oh, let me introduce you, this is my godson, Huang Yiguang."

Fang Qian recalled the timid and withdrawn child in the story, "Ah, it is Mr. Huang, hello, hello."

"He and Guohui from the next village are lovers."

Huang Yiguang was taken aback by Liu Moinian's sudden mention of a private matter: "Why? Suddenly mentioning it in front of outsiders."

Fang Qian looked timid: "I would venture to ask, is Guohui... a man?"

"Yes." Liu Mo Nian said bluntly.

"Hey! Dad, what are you talking about?" Huang Yiguang blamed him excitedly.

"Xiao Fang is an insider, don't get excited."

"what?"

Seeing the two live treasures bickering, Fang Qian couldn't help but smile knowingly.His face was getting old, and his family members passed away one by one. Fortunately, God did not take away all the people around Liu Moinian. There was still the person who promised to protect Liu Moinian. He did, and this person, too. Treat him as the most important family member.Only then did Fang Qian realize that although the story is not complete, it has a heart-warming ending.

After Fang Qian said goodbye to Liu Mo Nian, he took the harvest materials and left the mansion.

Fang Qian, who was full of inspiration, finished the topic all night, and two days later, the newspaper was published nationwide.

One week after the special report was published, the editorial department received a letter from Harbin.This kind of reader feedback appeared from time to time, and colleagues in the editorial department just opened the letter normally that day.

When the colleagues read the letter in front of all the editors, everyone's complexion suddenly changed. They were still indifferent, but they fell behind in the first sentence, and they all listened attentively.

Inside the envelope were two pieces of letter paper that looked completely different. One was flat and clean, obviously written not long ago, and the other was withered and old, obviously years old.

Just after the colleague finished reading the first letter, everyone glanced at Fang Qian. As for Fang Qian, with an incredulous expression, he snatched the letter from his colleague. In front of the colleague, he asked the editor-in-chief a leave of absence: "Editor-in-chief! I'm going to Mingxi Village now!"

The editor-in-chief was also a sensible person, so he slapped Fang Qian away.

Fang Qian never expected that he would have the opportunity to visit Liu's house again. He knew that this letter had to be delivered to Liu Mo Nian as soon as possible. Others could wait, but Liu Mo Nian might not be able to wait that long.

Running to the gate of Liu's Mansion, Fang Qian panted heavily. He stared at the person sitting in the rocking chair in front of him. This white-haired old man was still sitting in the same place, waiting for the lover who had been dreaming of him.

Unlike the first time, Fang Qian didn't feel nervous. On the contrary, his anxiety was urging him to hand over the letter to the old man.

Fang Qian called softly, "Uncle Liu."

The other party just replied indifferently: "Come here?"

Fang Qian walked up to Liu Mo Nian, still holding the letter tightly in his hand: "Uncle Liu, I'll cut to the chase. Today, the editorial department received a letter from a retired soldier in Harbin. He was a member of the National Army when he was young. , had fought on the Henan front, and during the battle, he met a man from the same team, and that man...is Lin Zhi."

When the old man heard Lin Zhi's name, his eyes widened a little. He took the letter with trembling hands, took out his reading glasses from his pocket and put them on.

Fang Qian continued: "There are two pieces of letter paper inside, one is written by the veteran to the editorial department, as the letter said, he has been looking for you for many years just to hand over the letter to you, and the other... It was Lin Zhi who wrote it to you." Fang Qian hesitated to speak, hesitating, and then mustered up the courage to say the next words, "According to what the veteran said in the letter, Lin Zhi was killed by the enemy on the battlefield many years ago." The bullet hit him and killed him."

Even though he was mentally prepared to face this day at any time, when Liu Mo Nian heard it, he was still shocked beyond words.Standing aside, Fang Qian was stunned, not knowing what to do. She couldn't find the right words to comfort her. It wasn't until Liu Mo Nian thanked her that Fang Qian realized that he needed to be alone quietly.

After saying goodbye to the old man, Fang Qian went back with a feeling of apprehension.

When Liu Mo Nian opened the letter paper, he immediately recognized Lin Zhi's handwriting. It was the first thing he touched after many years, and it belonged to Lin Zhi.

Memories from decades ago flowed out from the depths of his mind. This was no longer a dictation of emptiness. When all the memories came to him, it was as if he had returned to the past, the days when Lin Zhi was still by his side.

Liu Moinian couldn't control his tears anymore, he let it drip on the mirror, scattered on the letter paper, opened his hazy eyes, polished the lens stained with tears, Liu Moinian's eyes fell on Lin Zhi's words, carefully Read this letter, decades overdue.

……

Dear Last Year:

How are you?still alive?When you read this letter, I'm afraid I'm already one step ahead of you.

The 110th Division to which I belong has been stationed in Zhengzhou for nearly a month. In the past month, I have not even seen the hair of the devils. If the water and food shortage continues, I am afraid that the devils will starve to death before they come.

After leaving you that year, I worked as a strong man in Shanxi, Hebei and other places successively. I did all manual work, and I was still at the forefront. Many of the strong men in the same industry died. The taste of the gun was very uncomfortable. At that moment, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to come back to life.

Later, I was arranged and transferred to the 110th Division. At that time, the division just went through a breakout operation, resulting in numerous casualties.At that time, the regiment leader took aim at me, let go and threw a gun at me. He was the one who taught me to shoot. It was also his idea to promote me from a young man to a soldier. It is said that I was a special case.To tell you the truth, I also killed devils, although it was not my will, but the head of the group praised me, and I couldn't help but feel a little smug.

The head of the group is a good person, maybe because he is from the Northeast, he is carefree and has a special sense of loyalty.He also asked me to write this letter. According to intelligence, the army of devils is gradually approaching here. As expected, there will be an offensive and defensive battle in a few days. We are ready to sacrifice. If I die, Someone will deliver the letter to you for me.

What should we do in the last year?In fact, I don't want to die, I want to see you again, I miss you very much.No matter how many years have passed, I still only have you in my heart, but I have a nasty premonition that I will die in the next battle, I am very scared, especially when you are not by my side, my heart is always restless.

Do you miss me?At the end of the year, although we have been together for so long, we haven't said "I love you" to each other yet.

Last year, I love you.If I die one step earlier than you, I will always wait for you, waiting for you who have died a hundred years ago.Yes, even if I die and am not by your side, I will live a long life.When you are old and tired of this world, it will not be too late to come to my side, I will always be there.

Goodbye, my husband.May you be safe and sound.

Lin Zhi's last pen

April [-], [-]

……

When Liu Mo Nian finished reading the letter, his tears had dried up. He thought he would be distraught, but what he felt in his heart was only a sense of relief. The person who has been thinking about it for more than 40 years finally has news, and his last wish has finally come true.All Liu Mo Nian knew was that he couldn't wait to meet Lin Zhi.

At this moment, Liu Mo Nian suddenly felt tired and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift his eyelids. He held the letter paper, leaned against the back of the chair, and closed his eyes tightly...

In just a blink of an eye, Liu Mo Nian suddenly felt that he had become lighter. He stood up, and his legs became flexible, but Liu Mo Nian was not puzzled by this, and he didn't even know that his face had changed back to his youthful appearance. All his thoughts were on the familiar figure in front of him.

Against a ray of light that came from nowhere, Lin Zhi stood in front of him, with a gentle smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to him.Liu Mo Nian didn't feel the slightest bit of surprise, he just stepped forward happily and calmly hugged Lin Zhi tightly, and said in a young voice: "Finally found you, Lin Zhi."

Lin Zhi didn't say anything, just smiled and shook Liu Mo Nian's hand, leading him towards the source of light.

——Under the rhododendron tree, Liu Minian's body was quietly lying on the rocking chair, the warm wind was blowing slowly, it was the breath of spring, and the old man's face was peaceful and serene.

The author has something to say:

It's over!The end of Sahua~ I'm really sad, more than 30 chapters are over so soon?Although it should be longer, this story is enough.

Thank you so much for seeing this all the way, and thank you for the little cuties in your collection. Although you just clicked a button, I am already very happy.

There must be new pits, and I hope to see you in the next pit.See you in a few months~