Frost and wind sometimes exhausted - black hole fan

In the damp and dark jungle, wild and stubborn life thrives here, leaving ubiquitous dangers indiscriminately.The war that breaks out here is not only between humans and humans, but also between humans and nature.The deep dark branches form a spider web that hunts in the dark, silently waiting for its prey.

What a beautiful thing light is in such a terrible world, like an oasis in the desert.So, being around the bonfire was the only comfort for this group of muddy and exhausted soldiers.Nie Mingyu once again took out the letter hidden in the interlayer of his clothes, half of his cheeks were illuminated by the faint light of the bonfire.

A somewhat rough hand opened the old booklet, and took out the pages of letter paper that had already been mottled and yellowed. of the day.

After a long absence, he stroked the thin dust on the paper and revisited the content on it.

"Nie Mingyu, I don't know if you can receive this letter. I don't want to write redundant blessings. I just pray for your safe return. I was thinking of writing you this letter, but most likely it won't reach you, so I think Tell the truth."

"You held my hand that day. I didn't say anything, and you didn't say anything. I knew what you were worried about, so I didn't ask you. I was lying on your bedside that day and I kept looking at your face. I fell asleep at some point, and I regret not secretly kissing you while you were unconscious."

"When I was in school, there was a male classmate who always pestered me. I have been around him these days, because when I saw him, I would think of you. He is far inferior to you. I don't know exactly what is inferior, but it is inferior. It's just that those people always like to spread rumors about me and him, so I miss you even more, if only you were here."

"People around have been persuading my mother to find someone to marry while she was young. Before my mother agreed, those troublesome old women introduced a bunch of men to her. They were all bachelors who were neither attractive nor useful. Is it okay for a woman to marry twice? My mother is a nurse and she is honored."

"Nie Mingyu, this is the fifth letter I wrote to you. I know it is very difficult. If one of them is lucky enough to reach you, I will be satisfied. But if it is unlucky, just treat it as me writing nonsense."

"My mother agreed to go on a blind date. She met several good men, but none of them were as good as my dad. You know, my dad is a man of great knowledge. He loved us as much as possible during his lifetime. Even when he was being persecuted, he tried every means to make life easier for our mother and daughter. My mother is going to remarry, and I can accept it, but I don’t know how long it will take to get used to the new home..."

"Nie Mingyu, do you like me?"

like.

Whether it was 1979 or 2000, he answered firmly in his heart.

During the dark war, Nie Mingyu could only survive by thinking about something that could be pinned on.He thought about going back to his hometown with Liu Zhenhan safe and sound, he thought about earning a lot of money to give Lei Lei a happy life, and what he thought about most was living with Lin Jiyue in the future.

He has read various writers' interpretations of "love" in too many stories. He has met many girls in his life, but only Lin Jiyue can leave a permanent and profound mark.Whether it was then or now, from the first moment he saw her again, he knew that his heart had never changed.

In the lonely night in the jungle, he imagined saying "I like you" to her when he saw her again, and he imagined the bright shyness on her face, which must be like a fragrant wine that made him intoxicated; he imagined The two were walking by the seaside, and the sea breeze blew her hair like a waterfall, and he held her in his arms from behind; he had imagined that the two would be married in a festive festival in festive red clothes, and they wanted to drink like the ancients. Hand over the cups; he even imagined that after arguing about life, he would definitely give in first, and clumsily coax her in his arms...

Only he never thought that he would never find her again.

After the war, he came to the hospital where he had saved himself, and happily asked about her and her mother's whereabouts, but was told that they had already moved out.The second widow married a man from a small inland town, and her daughter went away with her.

In the ten years since then, he desperately wanted to trace her traces. He thought that he was a persistent person, and God would eventually be moved by it, but the coldness of reality never gave him half a reward.No matter how hard he searched, there was nothing he could look for, and he lost her just like that.

Over ten years, like ancient rocks eroded by the wind, the original attachments were ruthlessly removed bit by bit, his heart was numb in disappointment, and he finally compromised with reality.On countless nights, he roared silently and humbly begged fate to give him a chance. It was he who put those letters into the booklet with his own hands, put them under the deep cabinet, and sealed them away for a long time.

He thought this was the end of his life.But why this time?She appeared in front of him again, his heart like an ancient well began to boil again, and he was already surrounded by towering walls.How much would it cost if such a mentality were to spread out.

Even the letters during the war could be delivered to him, why there was no news after that?If she really likes herself, why has she never found him?He put more than ten years of struggle on the city of his hometown - Tiandu, guarding here, waiting for her.

When Nie Mingyu refolded the letter, a tear fell on the withered letter paper.Surprised, he rubbed the puddle of tears away with the belly of his thumb, feeling warm.

He wanted to ask her, what are these letters?She used a few pieces of paper to keep herself dreaming for ten years, what is it?After such a long time, he appeared in front of him again, what was that indifferent look like seeing an old friend?

But if he really questioned her like this, what would he be.

A pale sun hangs high in the sky. In the daytime of the city, the city library is quiet and peaceful, and a Lexus is parked on the side of the street.

Nie Mingyu seemed to come here full of resentment and unwillingness, but the sound of the leather shoes under his feet on the ceramic floor echoed in the empty and quiet library hall, as distant as the sound of an ancient bell in a temple. Greed, hatred, ignorance and resentment are all shaken away.