The steps under his feet, like stepping on the wind, became faster and faster, and finally ran to his lodging house.
He borrowed to live in a villager's house.
The young children of this family have all gone out to work, leaving the grandmother alone to guard the house.
I was lonely and lonely on weekdays, and it was rare for a child from the city to come over for a while, so I was extremely enthusiastic about Jing Xiangyang, and I liked it very much.
"Grandma Liu."
Jing Xiangyang stepped into the house.
Grandma Liu was sitting on the kang for a meal. Seeing Jing Xiangyang coming in, she hurriedly got up, "Doctor Jing, have you eaten yet? Come, if you don't dislike it, let's eat with grandma?"
On the kang, there is a simple bowl of green vegetables.
Jing Xiangyang looked a little sour, raised his lips and smiled, and sat down on the Kang opposite Grandma Liu, "Grandma Liu, I have eaten a group meal, and I am still holding it! Eat more."
"Oh! Then why are you back at this point in time?"
On weekdays, these doctors did not have time to come home before ten o'clock in the evening.
"Grandma Liu, I want to ask you something. Is there any way to get in touch with the outside world in our village?"
"Yes! You can write letters, you can also call, but... It's expensive!"
Grandma Liu looked distressed and shook her head, "I saved a year of money, so I was willing to call my son and write a letter..."
Indeed, they are in this remote country, even a dollar is a luxury for them.
But when he got the news, Jing Xiangyang was excited.
"Grandma Liu, where is the phone? Isn't there no communication in our village?"
It would be great if there was a phone!
He is now anxious to call that girl, to keep her out loud, to tell her not to go to the United States, and to go with him if he wants to go... "Of course not in our village! You have to go out and turn over. Pass the big mountain opposite, can you see it? After you find the road, walk a few dozen kilometers and walk outside the village."
Jing Xiangyang looked in the direction that Grandma Liu was pointing, and a towering mountain imprinted under his eyes.
Jing Xiangyang visually observed that if he walked over the mountain, it would take at least a whole day, right
"Grandma, how long does this have to go?"
"Soon, two days are almost the end, and I have to walk around every year to call my son!"
Jing Xiangyang took a deep look at the gray-haired old lady in front of him.
He thought that after leaving the village, probably the first thing he had to do was to call his son for the old lady!
Two days...
Jing Xiangyang was in trouble.
"What about the letter? How long does it take to post the letter?"
He asked again.
"The letter is very fast! It can be delivered in more than a day, but that one is very expensive, expensive! It's nothing important, don't send it, it's horribly expensive!" Mrs. Liu waved her hand quickly.
Jing Xiangyang doesn't pay attention to how expensive this letter is, he only pays attention to the timeliness!
Because he has no time!
"Grandma, this is a very, very important letter..."
Jing Xiangyang was a little excited about it, and the depressed mood these days seemed to be relieved for an instant.
He shook the old lady's hand, "Thank you! I must send this letter, it may be related to my... a lifetime of happiness!!!"
"The happiness of a lifetime?"
The old lady blinked, then curled her eyebrows with a smile, "It turned out to be a love letter to the little girl..."
love letter
Jing Xiangyang also smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's a love letter."
In his life, he has never written a love letter to anyone, and today... Obviously, his first time! !
Jing Xiangyang leaned on the kang and wrote a love letter earnestly.
I don't know if it was because of inexperience that he felt that this thing was so difficult to write for the first time.
It wasn't until the third letter was scrapped that he straightened it out a bit.
At the desk, write down.
The letter is written like this:
"My dear Saner, see you!
When you received this letter, you must be surprised, why this year, there are still people who use such an old-fashioned way to send their sentiments.
As I told you on the phone before I came here, this is a remote mountain village in a remote area. It is not an exaggeration. Transportation basically depends on walking, heating basically depends on shaking, public security basically depends on dogs, and communication basically depends on roaring.
Originally, I wanted to tell you on the phone what I was going to say next, but my old lady of the landlord told me that if you want to make a call, you have to go over the mountain in front of the village. The time limit takes two days. It’s just four days. I’m not unwilling to go, but I don’t have any extra time. I need to treat my patients. Every patient here is dying and struggling before the line of life and death. So, I’m sorry. There is no way to call you personally, and there is no way to send yourself in front of you, and say this to you in person... Saner...
The prelude seems to be too long, and then I will formally enter the topic.
But I hope that after reading the letter, you will seriously consider it, and don't make a decision for yourself and me in a hurry. "
Jing Xiangyang paused after writing.
Her thin lips tightened, and after thinking for half a second, she continued to lift the pen.
The vigorous pen and ink jumped on the paper.
He says:
"I am sick.
Suffering from leukemia.
Don’t shed tears in a hurry, don’t cry, tell you this fact is not to see your tears, be obedient, behave... You probably know that I had leukemia when I was a child, and thanks to the efforts of my parents, I was lucky to get it. Healed, but to this day, my condition has relapsed.
I am afraid that you are sad, afraid that you are worried about me, I don't want to see you shed tears for me, and I don't want you to worry about it because of me.
I don’t want you to know, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to accompany you to grow old, so I try to push you away and keep you away from me... In fact, the so-called wedding with You Qian in my mouth is a lie to you, I just want To keep you away from me!
Am I naive? But this trick seems to be very effective.
You are jealous, and you shed tears for my sadness...
I'm so damn, in my lifetime, I didn't try to make you happy, but I did everything possible to make you cry!
I am no different from an idiot!
It’s just that it’s very shallow to mention..."
Jing Xiangyang's writing style stopped here.
He put aside his pen and looked at the dots on the letter paper, his eyes darkened.
He didn't know how to talk to her about his drunken night with Yuqian, so he planned to wait for him to go back and tell her himself.
Acknowledge, apologize, and be punished with her.
But as long as she doesn't leave, he will never let go! Never let it go again... The very shallow topic did not continue.
He didn't want to say, but he was afraid that the few words on the paper could not tell the situation that night.
"Baby, remember that night three years ago
I yelled at you angrily, scared you to cry.
Later, I cruelly blasted you out the door.
In my impression, that was the first time I was angry with you.
Moreover, there was still such a big fire!
I know I must scare you that day.
In fact, that night, it was not you who hadn't experienced the world that I was annoyed at all, but myself!
As a elder brother ten years older than you, he was rascal and gangsterly dealing with you lying in his arms... At that time, you were only fifteen years old!
You are still just a child!
But I already have the hope to occupy you!
I think I must scare you!
I am annoyed by such disgusting myself, so when you were still ignorantly drilling into my arms, I yelled at you angrily and blasted you away.
In fact, that matter has always been like a thin needle, stuck in my heart, unable to pull it out.
I always wonder if Jing Xiangyang at that time had already moved his mind to the little Yun Xiaosan, that's why he wanted to possess her and take her as his own... Is it also because of this transgression that happened? , Jing Xiangyang, who was twenty-five years old, began to resist Yun Xiaosan’s pure and active love, fearing that he would do something shameless as he did three years ago, fearing that he would fall in love with his innocent and inviolable child... Yes. ! In Jing Xiangyang's heart, Yun Xiaosan has always been a child, innocent, pure, and little willful.
There is no limit to being in love.
But even so, no matter how much resistance, no matter how much psychological resistance, Jing Xiangyang fell in love with Yun Xiaosan in the end.
Moreover, the love is so real! !
Three...
I want you to stay, stay with me, don't go anywhere.
Don’t go to America, don’t go to distant cities...
Just like before, chasing after me like a little follower, staying half a step away.
I mischievously broke the heating in my room, it was too noisy and too cold, and I had to sleep with me.
Suddenly, I miss you so much that you hung on my neck, crooked in my arms and coquettishly.
I don’t know if my body will hold you strong in the future and let you hang in my arms, but I know that as long as I am alive and have a breath, I will have the strength to hold you into my arms. Come in.
San'er, you may think that I am selfish to keep you as a patient. Obviously there is no guarantee that we will grow old together, but I still want to hope for future happiness... Yes! I admit that I can't promise you that we will grow old together, but I can assure you that I will try my best in my life to make myself able to grow old together with you.
Baby, I apologize to you for the harm I have caused you these days, I'm sorry! After I go back, I will plead guilty and leave it to your disposal.
I have already thought about how to deal with it for you. For example, you can be angry and ignore me for three days!
However, it can't be longer than three days, or you will torture me crazy.
For another example, you can punish me to cook for you every day, and then you sullen your face and tell me that the meal is much worse than that made by Mrs. Li, and I need to improve next time. "
When Jing Xiangyang wrote this, he smiled unconsciously.
It seemed to him that he had seen Xiao San'er sitting at the high dining table, holding his chest, looking like a queen, with a stern face and discerning training him, "What kind of food are you cooking? It's so unpalatable." Oh!"
And he
She squinted her charming eyes and smiled at the corner of her mouth, letting her pick and choose from her. Finally, she held her pink lips and asked her badly, "What about me? The taste can still enter you." Your mouth?"
Jing Xiangyang finally withdrew from his wonderful fantasy, smiled, and continued to write.
"San'er, in fact, when I wrote this letter, I thought about it for a long time. Finally, I thought, no matter what the outcome, you have the right to choose, and we don’t have the right to decide your future for you on our own terms. road.
So, I chose to tell you all the truth.