I'm going to remarry my wife today

"Ah—ah! Xiao Nian! I understand, you didn't like that bastard Cheng Yuke from the beginning, did you? No wonder you immediately agreed when she confessed, but why? Your sexual orientation has become so quick?"

"Cough, do you understand?" Jiang Nianshan looked helplessly at this Miss Yao. She looked very smart, but why was she so stupid when it came to this kind of thing?

"I mean, at a certain moment, you will meet someone, and at that time you will feel that it is her. So love is such a thing, there is no rush, and it is very difficult to find the right person."

"All right, all right, you've never experienced what it's like to be single until you're [-] and have no partner and still be sour on a good friend. Right now, I just want to find a suitable one as soon as possible. What do you think of He Shiyuan?"

"What?" Jiang Nianshan's eyes widened, as if he heard something terrible, "He Shiyuan? Are you sure?"

"That's right, you are only allowed to like women, but I can't?" Yao Jia was a little dissatisfied with her reaction. She thought that her friend would be very excited to discuss with her, but instead she had an expression of "Are you okay?" What does that mean?

Jiang Nianshan stayed there for a long time before realizing that what she had heard was the truth. She didn't expect that her good friend who was known as the straight daughter of ten thousand years, in the end, really... overtook on a curve.

"It's okay, Shiyuan is very nice."

Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would be here, when He Shiyuan opened the door and came in, he saw two people turning their heads to stare at him, and was startled, and quickly touched his face: "What's wrong? Didn't you wash your face? "

"It's okay." Jiang Nianshan smiled and said nothing. If this guy knows that Miss Yao is interested in her, why can't he jump up happily?

Yao Jia has always been very strict in the choice of her love partner. People who want to pursue her can line up all the way to the hospital gate, but those who are not good enough will never be good enough.She has her own set of standards in her mind, but He Shiyuan doesn't look like the tall and handsome look in her mind.

But when you really meet someone you like, those expected standards are useless, right?

Although I don't want to admit it, but as my friend said, the one that suits me is the best.

"I'll come and see you, are you alright?" He Shiyuan was embarrassed by the stares, and stood directly on the other side of the hospital bed. Seeing that Jiang Nianshan looked good, there should be nothing serious. Cheng Yuke should finally be able to sleep. Good night's sleep.

"Well, thank you for your concern, it's much better."

"Then have you reconciled with Xiaoke? Why didn't you see that guy?" She just begged this friend not to lose the chain at a critical moment, crying and howling for so long, and now it's really hopeless to be a coward.

"It's more than a reconciliation. When I just came in, the two of them hugged each other. I guess I will kiss you later. Please let me know in advance what you are going to do next time? I don't want to be a light bulb!"

Without giving Jiang Nianshan a chance to answer at all, Yao Jia hurriedly narrated all the scenes she saw when she came in, and added a lot of embellishments.But this is too nonsense, unless the brain is broken, who would want to kiss in the hospital?

He Shiyuan on the side seemed to have heard something irritating to his ears, his expression gradually became painful, and he stared at the person on the hospital bed with an expression of disbelief.

The auras of these two people are quite similar, Xiao Ke can't be the one at the bottom, right?

"hiss--"

It's not autumn yet, and the sun is shining brightly outside, why is it so cold all of a sudden?

Cheng Yuke brought food to her mouth with chopsticks, and she was very anxious to eat. She was afraid that Yao Jia would say something inappropriate after going out for a while, and she felt a headache just thinking about it.

While she was lowering her head and cooking crazily, she heard the sound of plates being overturned in the corner of the restaurant, followed by a few sharp female voices, which seemed to be screaming.Looking up curiously, I saw seven or eight people surrounded by the table not far away.

And there seemed to be a disheveled person in the middle of the crowd, whose appearance could not be seen clearly from such a distance.

Cheng Yuke didn't intend to join in the fun, she lowered her head and took a mouthful of rice when she heard a "pop" from the crowd, obviously someone was beaten.The middle-aged woman who beat her was still yelling: "It's dirty and smelly, why come to the restaurant to eat, my old lady is about to throw up! Look at what you did, where is the money? If you don't have money, you will eat ass!"

The person who was beaten remained motionless, holding the chopsticks tightly in his hand, and buried his head low.

"Hey! Speak as you speak, what does it mean to hit someone?" A man at the next table stood up first, scolded the middle-aged woman who hit someone, turned his head to look at the ragged man, and gritted his teeth, " Isn't it just money, give it, give it, poor virtue, I will never come to your house for dinner again!"

The man slammed the two red notes on the table and walked out the door quickly, full of momentum.The advantage of banknotes may be here, he can't take pictures with his mobile phone here, right?

"Tch, I love you, will you come?" After collecting the money, the female boss still didn't give up, and pointed at the people at the table with a high-pitched voice, "Did you hear that, are you deaf? Get out!"

Looking at the wrinkled female boss, Cheng Yuke could only think of one word: Disgusting.

"I said, are you finished? Almost finished, and you're still babbling after all the money is given to you. Your mouth is really broken."

She has also experienced the days of no money. Thanks to the people around her, she has never seen the evil in society.But the more she got into the society, the more and more such things happened, and she gradually became numb.If it wasn't for the man who made the first move just now, she might have turned a blind eye.

So she didn't know what was going on, she pushed the dishes away, got up and walked among a group of people, dragged the sloppy person, and walked out of the shop, seeing her reluctance, she had to bend down and sit in front of the shop. She whispered in her ear, "don't worry, I'll take you to find a place to eat."

The man seemed to understand. He brushed the hair in front of his eyes with his hand, raised his head and stared at her in a daze, his pupils constricted for a moment, and his body trembled: "Is it you?"

Similarly, Cheng Yuke was also taken aback, nodded: "Well, it's me."

Until the two walked out of the store, the boss didn't know what charades they were playing, but he still smiled when he saw the extra 200 yuan in his hand. A fool who pretends to be a good person!

The street was very hot, since Cheng Yuke had already promised to find her a place to eat, he had no choice but to take her into the car first, and drove to a shop she often went to. The boss there was a kind person, Should not refuse.

The two of them didn't exchange a single word along the way, but the glance just now was enough, Cheng Yuke recognized her—the big sister in that alley back then.

After that day, the two occasionally met on the road, Cheng Yuke was wearing her dirty school uniform, and the woman was still wearing revealing clothes.

Perhaps knowing what she does, Cheng Yuke has a kind of resistance from the bottom of her heart, so every time the other party greets her enthusiastically, she will ignore her.Because in her impression, these women are bad and dirty, and she must not touch them.

More than ten years have passed, the old dilapidated alleys have been demolished, and developers have rebuilt high-rise buildings on the open land above.Even the memories of different people, good or bad, were buried together.

Similarly, after so many years, Cheng Yuke actually felt guilty in her heart. As she grew older, she could feel the difficulty of life more and more.If it's not forced, who wouldn't want to live in a glamorous way?

For so many years, she has always had a knot in her heart, that is, she did not thank that big sister properly.Because she not only saved her innocence, but also took out the money when she was most difficult.But what about her?I have always looked at her with discriminatory eyes, and never said a word of thanks.

The woman didn't gobble up the meal, she still had dignity in her heart, she had paid for the meal just now, but the proprietress insisted that she eat the king's meal, she wanted to refute, but was slapped.She is so weak that she has no chance at all.

"Thank you, little guy, you've grown up so much."

More than ten years have passed, and the woman is only 40 years old now. Although her appearance is still there, the scars on her face have aggravated her sense of vicissitudes, and her eyes are tired like a 60-year-old man.

"Yeah." Cheng Yuke helped her unpack the bowls and chopsticks, and put them in front of her, "Let's eat first, we'll talk about anything later."

The woman nodded, but her hand holding the chopsticks was trembling. It was covered with whip marks, and the scars of the knife were still clearly visible, like an ugly centipede attached to it, which was shocking.

It had been a long time since she came out, Cheng Yuke saw her eating casually, and then remembered to call and tell Jiang Nianshan that she had something to do here, and she couldn't go back for the time being.

The woman was obviously very hungry. With a large plate of fish-flavored shredded pork and tomato scrambled eggs, she ate two bowls of rice.Cheng Yuke was not in a hurry, she quietly waited for her to finish eating and drink, and then said:

"What happened, how did you get your injuries?"

She has noticed since before that this big sister who always smiles at her always has new scars on her body.There were always screams from her house in the middle of the night, but she didn't dare to ask, and didn't want to ask.

How indifferent I was then, how guilty I am now.The same poor man, also strangled by life.She could still smile and comfort herself to look forward, but she was full of disgust for her.

Maybe this is the heart of a wolf.

"It's the same as before, domestic violence." The woman said lightly, the bruise on the corner of her mouth was still there, but she didn't feel much pain, "It's nothing, I'm used to it."

"Because of money?"

When the alleys were demolished, the land had become very expensive. Although Cheng Yuke was not blessed to enjoy these benefits, she heard rumors more or less: the developer not only gave them houses for the original residents, Less demolition money.

If all the money was in the hands of her man, why would the man who had fulfilled his desire fight her so hard?

When the woman heard this, she showed a wry smile: "There is a part of the reason. He had the money, but he used the money to gamble and lost everything. Also, men always have those stinky problems. I can't control myself when I order wine, and I always take it out on me, I really don't know why I got married."

"Have you ever thought about divorce?"

In her impression, the divorce of urban residents can solve 90.00% of the problems. In recent years, the divorce rate has been rising year by year because people always quarrel for strange reasons. Some people even leave on the second day of marriage. The meaning of defrauding the gift money.

"Divorce? Heh, little guy, there are some things I can't do if I think about it." The woman paused, then raised her head and glanced at her, "Can I have a cigarette?"

"Okay." Although Cheng Yuke was very reluctant to smoke second-hand smoke, but looking at the other party's haggard face, she couldn't bear to refuse.Seeing her trembling, she took out a smoked and extinguished cigarette from her jacket pocket, got up and went outside.

The woman thought she hated the smell of cigarettes and ran away, so she didn't pay much attention to it. After a while, she saw that she came back again, put a box of Zhonghua lightly on the table, and there was a lighter piled on top of it: "Smoking this, you're welcome."

"It seems that you are really getting better, and the money I gave you is not in vain."

"Back then...thank you." Cheng Yuke's heart was pounding. After so many years, she finally had the courage to say, "But I still treat you that way, I'm sorry. So if there is anything I need help with, I will definitely... ..."

"Forget it, it's nothing." The woman seemed to enjoy the pleasure brought by the high price of tobacco. She squinted her eyes and looked at the slim girl in front of her from the smoke. As clear and transparent as it was back then.

"I'm used to it. He hits me less often now. I guess he can't beat me anymore. I've been like this for the rest of my life. Let's make do with it. No one wants me after I get divorced. Apart from doing that kind of thing , I really don’t have the means to make a living. What’s more, the state is now strict, and the city can’t do that, so I’m unemployed now.”

The woman waved her hands, rubbed some dirty clothes, and showed a sorry smile: "I'm sorry, it's embarrassing for you to sit and eat with a dirty person like me. Fortunately, it doesn't smell, so I'll go first and don't bother you." gone."

"Wait!" Cheng Yuke slapped the table and stood up, stuffing the business card in her hand, "This is my contact information, if you have any difficulties, please contact me at any time."

This was the first time she stared at her face. The woman's appearance was not perfect, but she was also an ordinary lady with beautiful features.Without that man, her life would not have been so bleak. What exactly caused her situation.is a person?Or society?

"The editor-in-chief of the publishing company... Oh, that's great." The woman smiled, took the business card and put it away carefully, "I, I have had a dream of being a writer since a long time ago, but if I write about my shitty life, maybe No one is watching, right?"

"Yes, text has warmth. As long as you place emotions on it, it will expand this emotion and multiply it back to people. As long as it is created with heart, readers will feel the power of it."

The woman looked at her serious application, smiled helplessly and rubbed her head. This time, she was not avoided.The woman was obviously very surprised. When she raised her head, her eyes gradually filled with tears: "Thank you, little guy. If there is a chance, I want to write my story."

Cheng Yuke also smiled, gave her an encouraging hug, and didn't dislike her dirty clothes at all: "Okay, I'll wait for your contact."

She is such a person who usually doesn't like to be sentimental, but once the door in her heart is opened, it will take a long time to close, so as not to be overwhelmed by sadness.

Cheng Yuke wandered around outside all afternoon, but felt that people on the road were looking at her inexplicably, and showed rather disgusting expressions, which made her wonder what was wrong.

It wasn't until entering the ward, seeing Jiang Nianshan's slightly frowned eyebrows, that he scratched his yellowed hair and tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

"Why did you get such a big...vegetable leaf on your chest?" Jiang Nianshan beckoned to her, took it off for her, and threw it into the trash can with disgust, "Also, I smell a little..."

Little kid picking up trash.

She only has this image in her head now.

"Why did you go?" Is it true that you went to the garbage dump to do voluntary labor?Is she so kind?

"I……"

"Don't lie."

"I didn't intend to lie, and I told people not to talk..." Cheng Yuke moved a small stool and sat beside the hospital bed, "At noon, I ran into an acquaintance from the alley before, she was having a rough time. Okay, I'll treat her to a meal, and then ask her to call me if she has something to do. It's a sister who helped me a long time ago, anyway... it's domestic violence again. "

"But don't think too much about it. She is quite old. I just treated her as an elder and hugged her. I guess there was something wrong with her at that time."

"Hug someone else blindly, I—" Jiang Nianshan raised his hand as if to hit someone, saw Cheng Yuke leaning back with her face covered in horror, and laughed instead.

Suddenly, she withdrew her hand in pain, clutching her belly and unconsciously bent down, causing Cheng Yuke to stand up in shock: "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

"No, it's nothing, my stomach hurts from laughing..."

"It deserves it." Cheng Yuke sat back on the stool with a relentless mouth, and asked seemingly casually, but in fact, she couldn't wait to show off the cooking skills she had learned for a long time, "Did the doctor say when you can eat?" ?”

"Tomorrow, I can have a little liquid food, soup and water are fine, what, you want to make it for me?"

"Of course—cough." Cheng Yuke couldn't help raising her voice when she said the word "that", and her voice broke at the end, so she had to cough to relieve the awkward atmosphere, "I went to learn it on purpose. With He Shiyuan, that guy is dumber than me, so he has been scolded a lot."

When she said these words, her hands retracted unconsciously, and this small movement naturally did not escape Jiang Nianshan's eyes.

"Show me your hand."

"You want to tell my fortune?" Cheng Yuke refused, and simply put her hands behind her back.

"You don't need to calculate, you know that you live a long life."

Don't show it if you don't look at it, the more timid you are, the more ghosts you have in your heart, and it must be cut when cutting vegetables, otherwise why would you stick such a big band-aid?

There was plenty of time in the evening, and the two of them almost did their own thing. Occasionally, Jiang Nianshan had to be supported by Cheng Yuke when she got off the bed and went to the toilet. She repeated this several times, and she was not impatient at all.

Fearing that Jiang Nianshan would be bored, Yao Jia came to deliver books to her in the morning. She carried a big bag full of books. The bags were almost torn. Now they are all neatly stacked on the bedside table. It's easy to get there.

Jiang Nianshan wore black-rimmed eyes, and sat on the hospital bed with disheveled hair, reading a book quietly. The reading lamp beside the bed cast warm yellow light, and she looked like a saint described in Western literature. Gives a feeling of tranquility.

"You are reading your book, why are you staring at me?" Jiang Nianshan has always been very sensitive to her gaze, because this guy's gaze is too intense, staring at her for more than ten minutes, as if in a trance.

"I didn't look at you, I looked out the window."

"The curtains are drawn." Jiang Nianshan closed the book, took off his glasses, and pressed his sore eyes, "When are you going back to the company?"

"Hey... I don't know if you suddenly asked this, wait until you get well?"

The person on the hospital bed nodded, lowered his head as if he was thinking about something, and after a while he spoke again: "Do you still want to be a screenwriter? Or make a movie? I support you."

"Forget it, I'm tired."

What she said was not false at all.Whether it is the entertainment industry or the film industry, it seems that they have fallen into a state of luxury and money. There are too few people with deep thoughts and depth, and they are all aiming at the little money.In fact, everyone knows, but no one says it.

Those famous people are okay, but there are more rats at the bottom. With the few people she has come into contact with, none of them can make her feel sick. After this movie dream, the only gain may be Gong Mu. Friends now.

Being an official account also has something to do with literary creation to a certain extent, and this person is big enough, maybe he can help her someday.

But with the experience of Jiang Nianshan being stabbed, Cheng Yuke was unwilling to let her do those risky things again.Even if it was carried out, she would have to do it herself, and she couldn't bear another life and death.

"Then don't go?"

"Well, I'm not leaving."

"Move here? Live with me."

The house Cheng Yuke lives in was first rented to her by Jiang Nianshan, and she officially bought it a year ago.When the two were together, they didn't have a fixed residence, and they could go back wherever they wanted.But in order to take care of Cheng's mother who is not in good health and Cheng Yuqi who is still in school, most of the time they still go back to Cheng's house.

It's just that there are too many people in the family, and some things are inconvenient to do.So the two would return to Jiang Nianshan only when there was a special need.

Now that the two have reconciled, there is no need to live on each side.Although it is not as good as before, because some things will still change with the passage of time, but in the end it is still the same person, and living together is more conducive to the two of them repairing their relationship.

The suggestion was very reasonable, but Cheng Yuke was worried that her sister would live alone.

"How about...it's better to go back to my side, Yu Qi is here, let's make it lively, what do you think?"

"Why do you want to be so lively..."

The answer to this sentence popped up in Cheng Yuke's mind, and he even wanted to punch her a bit, "What are you thinking about?"

"Who, who's thinking wildly..." Jiang Nianshan's face became hot when someone exposed his thoughts, "I mean you... Forget it."

She was not as eloquent as Cheng Yuke, and she would not make excuses on such issues, so she simply turned off the light, buried her head in the quilt and fell asleep.

Seeing that she was not moving, Cheng Yuke got up and turned off the lights in the room, closed the door and went out lightly. Just as she left, she received a call: "Hello? Who is it?"

"Little guy, I said in the morning that I want to publish a book, do you still count?"

"As a count, do you have a manuscript?"

"Well, are you free now? The one in my family just went out to play for money and is not at home."

Cheng Yuke raised her hand and glanced at the time, it was not yet nine o'clock: "Yes, I will pick you up."

The weather is the best in late summer and early autumn. It is not cold at all when walking on the night road wearing half sleeves, and the humidity is not so heavy, which makes people unconsciously want to stay longer.

There are always many people in Central Park, but the students don't come out very often. The school is about to start, and they should all be at home to catch up with homework.

"You wrote such a thick manuscript by hand?"

It's not that her handwriting is not good-looking, on the contrary, her handwriting is quite neat.It's just that few people use manuscripts now, and a book can easily have tens of millions of words, so you have to break your handwriting?

And now the Internet is so popular, the typing speed is not enough to update it in time.Things like manuscripts are almost extinct, but it can be seen that this stack of paper is old, and the paper is a little yellowed.

"Yes, I started writing it a long time ago, probably when I first got married. On the second night of the wedding, I was beaten and bruised all over. I think this man is simply a beast, and I happened to observe it as an animal."

The woman changed into new clothes and took a bath. Her hair was no longer unkempt, her hair was tied up, and she was quite refreshed.He still had a smile on his face when he was talking, but the bruises on the corners of his eyes showed that he had only seen him for a few hours, and he had a new injury.

Cheng Yuke looked uncomfortable in her heart, as if she had been stuffed with a dry sponge, which made her heart feel dull pain.

Then he dragged her to the canteen, brought two popsicles and stuffed them into her hand: "Eat one and apply one."

"What a waste, eat one by one." The woman handed one of them back, tearing open one and eating it, "This is a luxury for me, and I have never been willing to eat it. It made my dream come true.”

"Little guy, how is your reading speed?"

"Well...it's pretty fast, what's the matter?"

"That's all." The woman pointed to the manuscript in her hand, "Can you finish reading it in one night?"

"Okay." Cheng Yuke knew it as soon as she pinched it. Although the paper looked thick, it was probably because it was soaked in ink and swelled up, holding more than 20 characters to death.

"Okay, I hardly ask for help, but today, I want to ask you to finish reading it before five o'clock in the morning."

Cheng Yuke held the wooden stick in her mouth and asked vaguely: "Why? Is there any special meaning?"

"Because tomorrow is my birthday, my wish is that someone can know my story and remember my name." The woman looked up at the sky, the sky was full of stars, and it would be clear tomorrow, but unfortunately, she couldn't see arrive.

"Ah, I wish you a happy birthday in advance, yes, I don't know your name yet."

"This is a secret for the time being. You will know when you read the article at the end."

"A mysterious name..." Cheng Yuke muttered, but saw that she had already stood up, "What's wrong, do you want to go?"

"Well——" the woman stretched her waist, and put her hand on her head again habitually, "It's getting late, hurry up and help me realize my wish."

"I send you?"

"No, the weather is so nice, I'll walk back." The woman rubbed her hair and smiled at her, "Little guy, you have to be good, and never give up hope."

Cheng Yuke smiled, it was exactly the same as what she heard more than ten years ago.She was right, she didn't give up hope, and now, everything is fine: "I'll come back to you tomorrow, and we'll determine how the manuscript will be published, as well as the distribution of the manuscript fee."

"No need, go anonymous, it's enough for someone to see it." The woman turned around, this time, her back was extremely tall and straight, "Goodbye."

The first time Cheng Yuke had doubts about her professional ability was when she was helping a physical education teacher investigate something. This time, facing a manuscript that was obviously more than 20 words, she almost collapsed.

When it was approaching five o'clock, there were still more than ten pages left to be read. No matter how anxious she was, she still patiently turned to the end page by page, and found the letter sent to her by the elder sister.

The letter was very long, but it was typed out, dated today, and it was written impromptu in the afternoon, especially for her.

After reading the above content, it was already [-] o'clock in the morning. When she saw the last few lines, Cheng Yuke felt thunderous, and her internal organs ached. Everything was so absurd that people couldn't believe it.

By the time she drove to Central Park in a hurry, the police had already surrounded the central lake.

"Comrade policeman, what happened?"

Tell her no, tell her no!

"Someone jumped into the lake, and the person is gone. The family has been notified to come and collect the person. Nuo, that man, ask him something."

"Are you Yu Su's husband?"

"Yes." The man's complexion was yellow, and the dark circles under his eyes almost drooped to his chin, but he still didn't show any guilt, as if it wasn't his wife who died, "What's wrong?"

"Damn it!" Cheng Yuke hit him with a single punch, every punch was precisely on his face, wherever Yu Su was hurt, she would copy it on his face one by one.

Why wasn't he the one who died?

"Fuck you! Scum! You should die! You should die!"

The man stayed up all night, was in a daze, and started to fight back when he was so angry, and wrestled with her. In the end, the man's strong physical fitness prevailed, and Cheng Yuke also failed, and was almost pushed to the In the lake, thanks to the arrival of the police, both of them were brought back to the police station.

This was Cheng Yuke's first visit to the police station, and she was placed under temporary supervision on the charge of assaulting others.

"You knew the dead man?"

"Ah."

"Who are you from her?"

"Friend." Cheng Yuke gritted her teeth, the corner of her eye was punched, and now it is swollen, and it hurts like hell.

"Why beat someone?" The police officer waited for her to speak with a serious face. Here, before the matter is clarified, any words are not credible.

"Because of his domestic violence...the deceased."

"But the law doesn't give you the right to hit someone. You can call the police if something happens, and we will deal with it."

"Hehe." Cheng Yuke laughed dryly, but didn't continue.

What is the definition of domestic violence?With one mouth?The scope of the injury assessment was too broad, and the person concerned said she was fine, so even if she called the police, when everyone left, what awaited her was even more cruel atrocities.

The cold chair made her back hurt, and Cheng Yuke twisted and twisted on it. Just when her butt was about to go numb, a few policemen came in and took her out.

"Someone is here to pick you up, let's go."

"Huh?" Cheng Yuke was still blinking, with a look of disbelief, "Who?"

"Your sister."

When did she show up as a sister?The only known cousin is from the third aunt's family. She passed away the year before last. Is it possible that she can still come back?

With a mind full of doubts, Cheng Yuke couldn't remember how she got to the gate of the police station, but only knew that the moment she saw Jiang Nianshan, she couldn't stop crying.She just smiled and stretched out her hand: "I'll take you home."

Cheng Yuke threw herself into her arms for comfort like a wounded child, her suit was wet with tears.Jiang Nianshan had heard about it, and knew she was not feeling well, so she just comforted her softly, giving her a hand to calm her breath.

"She said...she wanted me not to give up hope...but, but she gave up...she gave up! Isn't there nothing when a person dies? Why...why..."

Her name is Yu Su. She was born into this world at five o'clock in the morning 39 years ago; today, 39 years later, she left at the same time.

Her birthday wish is just to be seen by her story and someone to remember her name.

Tagore once wrote a sentence in the collection of birds: Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.

Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

Her life is not gorgeous, she is just the smallest one among thousands of people.Her life is so short that it can be summed up in only 20 words, and half of it is the desire for happiness.But she died... too quiet, too quiet to make a splash in the pond.

Su Yu, Yu Su.Jiang Nianshan did not expect that in such a small world, there would be two people with such similar names, and even their experiences were so similar.

"Her wish...just hopes that someone can remember her..."

Jiang Nianshan looked at her, patted her on the head twice, and said softly: "Yes, someone will remember her."

It's not just her, it's them.

The author has something to say: Annotation: Letlifebeautifullikesummerflowersanddeathlikeautumnleaves.

Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. [Excerpt from Tagore's "Flying Birds"]

I don't know how it's written like this...it's not easy at all! (cry)

Sister Yu Su! (crying)

Oh by the way the cover is so ugly, I finally realized it, kinda sorry for the red picture this week.Maybe it's too hot for everyone's eyes, and I haven't added a few favorites on the folder, so the new cover is on the way!

Regarding the content of sister Yu Su’s letter, I will put it in the new article "What Wine Do You Want To Drink Today" opened next door, which will contain some interesting things (actually, I am too lazy to write the story of He Shiyuan and Yao Jia XD, but I can't bear to bury these two treasures)

Then my wb was opened: @文凯生 typo is not changed

Welcome everyone to come and play with me~

感谢在2021-04-1700:53:20~2021-04-1821:35:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: lianna, 1 yujue;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 bamboo fungus;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!