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The questions Yoko asked were all about views on the Civil War, the defeat of the Kuomintang, and the victory of the Communist Party.She knew that Ji Shaobai had interviewed many senior officials and wrote articles for them.But she didn't know that he was the Communist Party, and in Wen Shixuan's narration, he was just an ordinary teacher.

In the ensuing peaceful era, Ji Shaobai did not regain his Communist Party status. For himself and for Wen Shixuan, he always felt that one day Wen Shixuan would appear in front of him.In the eyes of the world, he is a teacher, and then the treasurer of Panxia Medical Center.

"Mr. Ji is much more interesting than I thought." Before leaving, Yoko said to Ji Shaobai.

Ji Shaobai sent Yoko to the door, and waited until the other party walked away before turning back to the house.I noticed something out of the corner of my eye, turned around, saw a letter on the counter, approached, and saw the words "Ji Shaobai's personal letter" written on it.

"Who put this letter here." His voice was shaking, he wasn't sure.

The apprentice shook his head. There were a lot of people who came to pick up the medicine just now, so he didn't pay attention.The apprentice stretched out his hand to read the letter, and Ji Shaobai took it in his hand first.

The familiar handwriting is like the handwriting of countless notes he received many years ago.Wen Shixuan's voice rang in his ears.He hurried back to the house with the letter.The more I wanted to open the letter quickly, the more my hands kept moving. I tore it several times before I tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside.We unfold and sit down at desk.

Happy birthday sir!I have written many times, but I don't know what to write, so I can cover up my mistakes.It doesn't matter if the husband knows about me or not.I am no longer working under Yamada, so there is no need to worry about my situation, sir.One more thing, I should have made it clear earlier, I am married and have children, and married a girl from Nanjing.After settling down in Nanjing, I will not return to Shanghai in the short term.I am ashamed of Mr., breaking my promise.I hope sir can forgive me.Good luck.

Ji Shaobai opened the drawer and took out a photo and newspaper from it.In the newspaper, Wen Shixuan was still lying on the ground, looking at the blue sky and white clouds and smiling, with blood dripping all over his body.

On this day of the second year.It was a sunny day, the sky in Shanghai was light blue, with a gentle breeze.

Ji Shaobai returned to the hospital from the outside, a dirty little boy ran over and almost bumped into him at the door.

Seeing that he almost hit someone, the little boy became frightened and hid behind the pillar, refusing to come out.

"Are you going to see a doctor?" Ji Shaobai asked.

The child said timidly, "I'm looking for Ji Shaobai."

Ji Shaobai took a few steps forward and knelt down in front of the boy, "What do you want me for?"

The boy looked at Ji Shaobai, and hid the hand holding the letter behind his back. Afraid that the other party would snatch it, he spread his other hand, "A letter, a big ocean." This sentence was said to him by a beautiful sister.

"What letter?"

"your letter."

Ji Shaobai took out a Dayang from his sleeve, and when he saw that the boy wanted to take it, he deliberately teased him, so he held Dayang tightly, "I want to read the letter first."

The boy hesitated, and took out the letter.

Ji Shaobai's expression changed when he saw the handwriting, and he grabbed the letter from the boy's hand.The boy was about to cry, so he stuffed a piece of ocean into his arms, took the letter and hurried back to the house.

"Sir, happy birthday! My first child is born, it is a boy, named Wen Nianbai. I don't know what Mr.'s child will be like, but it must be very similar to Mr., the appearance of Mr.'s child appears in front of my eyes I don’t know if my husband still remembers me. Whether it’s selfish or capricious, I still want my husband to remember me and miss me from time to time in the years to come. This is the only thing I want in this world. For me Say, my only selfishness. Please forgive me, sir. Best wishes!"

Every year after that, Ji Shaobai could receive a letter.

time flies.In the blink of an eye, Ji Shaobai's hair turned gray, and he was old.As he grew older, his legs and feet became more inconvenient.

Wen Nianbai helped Ji Shaobai out of the back room and walked to the door.Wen Nianbai is the child he brought back from the street, named Wen Nianbai, who was twelve or thirteen years old back then.Wen Nianbai this year has become a middle-aged man.

"Dad, let's wait in the back room."

Ji Shaobai shook his head, knocked on the ground with his cane a few times, indicating that he would wait at the door.When people are old, they seem to have the qualifications to be willful.

"Go and do your work."

Wen Nianbai brought a chair for Ji Shaobai to sit down.

"Dad, sit down."

Ji Shaobai stared outside intently, whenever someone came in, he would stare at them, until they walked to the counter and asked to pick up medicine, then he withdrew his gaze and stared outside again.Back and forth many times.Sometimes I look down on others and scold him loudly for what he is looking at, while Wen Nianbai explains from the side.There are also some who are afraid to step into the medical hall under his watch.

"Dad, let's go back to the house and eat our lunch."

"I'm not hungry, I don't eat. Why hasn't there been a letter yet, Nian Bai, go and see if the train is stuck." Seeing that he didn't respond, he urged him, "Hurry up, what are you doing here. "After saying a few words, Ji Shaobai coughed a few times.He is 63 this year.

"Hey, I'll just go here." Wen Nianbai couldn't stand his father's nagging, and hurried towards the street.

"Grandpa, you dress so grandly every year." A young man came out from behind the counter and walked to Ji Shaobai.Following his line of sight to the street, he saw that the street was full of traffic.

"Today is grandpa's birthday, of course we have to dress grandly." A girl dressed as a female student came in, with short hair cut, and stopped on the other side of Ji Shaobai, "Grandpa, your friend is really nice, every year Celebrate your birthday. Dad said it's been 30 years, and I really want to meet your friend. But why didn't he come to see you."

"Wen Qing, stop talking." Wen Xuan winked at her, "Grandpa, don't be sad."

Ji Shaobai secretly wiped away tears.

"Grandpa, I was wrong." Wen Qing squatted down and gently shook Ji Shaobai's arm.

"Did we remember the wrong date?" Ji Shaobai looked at his grandson next to him, and then turned his head to look at his granddaughter.

"That's right, Grandpa, today is your birthday. Wait a little longer, it will be here." Wen Xuan walked over with a glass of water, "Grandpa, drink water."

Letters used to arrive in the morning, but now they arrive in the afternoon.Wenxuan went back to the counter to see a doctor and pick up medicine for the people who came.Wen Qing moved a stool from the back room and placed it next to Ji Shaobai to accompany her grandfather.

"Brother, how long has Dad been away? Why haven't you come back? I've been back for so long."

"Don't make trouble, Dad may be delayed on the way, so just go back. Don't worry, Grandpa."

At this time a young woman came in from outside and went straight to the counter.

"Seeing a doctor or picking up medicine."

"I'm looking for Ji Shaobai."

"Here, Grandpa, here." Wen Xuan waved to Ji Shaobai excitedly.

Ji Shaobai sat behind the desk and finished reading the letter.He opened the drawer, and there was a stack of letters in the drawer. He stacked each letter carefully. Although he cherished it very much, the letters were still in tatters due to frequent reading.Next to it is a photo of him taking Wen Shixuan to the train station, and Wen Shixuan took him to take a photo.One was standing and the other was sitting, Wen Shixuan was smiling happily, while he was always serious.He picked up the photo, and traced Wen Shixuan's appearance on the photo with his finger, what he met was flat and cold.

A tear slid down the corner of his eye.

How much he wanted to look at him again, just one look.

One letter a year supported Ji Shaobai through the difficult years for him. Without this letter, he would have lost the motivation to live long ago.The anticipation for birthday and letter every year is actually the obsession with Wen Shixuan that keeps him alive.He is very grateful for the world Wen Shixuan constructed for him in the letter, with a wife, many sons and daughters, and filial grandson.For him, he truly believed that to be the case.In a far, far away place, Wen Shixuan is still alive.live in his heart.

Ji Shaobai died holding the photo. He was 65 years old and never married. He was waiting for Wen Shixuan until his death.

Under the clear blue sky, Ji Shaobai and Xin were buried together.

"Don't open the letter to me, just burn it in front of my grave." This was Ji Shaobai's last words.

In the next 20 years, Wen Nianbai could receive a letter from Wen Shixuan to his father every year. He remembered Ji Shaobai's last words. After receiving the letter, he took his wife and children to worship and burned the letter. At his father's grave.