Mountains and seas many years later.
On the eve of Cheng Ran and Jiang Hongshao's wedding, the parents of both parties respected their opinions, that is, to keep it as simple as possible. They did not need to hold a big banquet, and did not even invite other relatives from both families. Only the closest friends and parents would be witnesses. And they decided to hold the wedding in Shanhai, where the two first met.
Perhaps the only ones who could drag Jiang Hongshao to the small hill overlooking the city before such an important day were this young couple who seemed to never do things by the rules.
Cheng Ran actually remembered the first person he brought to the hillside was Qin Xizhen. He sang a lot of songs in front of her like an idiot. He didn't know if the flowers and plants here would tell on her if he brought Jiang Hongshao here. They might have been plucked out and burned to ashes.
The two walked hand in hand through the drifting vines and sat down where they could see the city in front of them.
Time has left vigorous traces on this land. Many of the small bungalows that were within sight before have now changed, with tall buildings rising from the ground. The terrain in the distance has also changed into an unrememberable shape, but the sky is still as blue as ever, and the huge sky covers all living beings below.
Smelling the fragrance of the woman's hair beside me, a gentle breeze caressed my cheeks, as if the youth I once had was also blowing towards me.
"By the way, this was brought by Chen Muyi. He said he sorted out Qin Xizhen's things in a studio in the United States. He gave it to me when you were not here." Jiang Hongshao opened the bag and found a letter.
Cheng Ran took it and shook the envelope, "Let's do it together."
"Isn't it bad?" Jiang Hongshao waved her hand.
"I invited you... Besides, wasn't I very straightforward when I showed you my letter back then?"
It seemed as if I was back to the eve of the high school entrance examination, when the girl took the letter from the boy.
Then just lean your heads against each other and read the letter together.
Qin Xizhen's handwriting catches the eye.
“Cheng Ran.
Sometimes I don't know how to start writing, because this is probably the first time I write a letter to a man. Don't laugh, I've finally got the mood together, don't interrupt.
Recently I have been thinking a lot, in fact I have always been thinking, what would my life be like if I hadn’t met you
Perhaps it was the music teacher in No. 1 Middle School who would pull some students to form a band when all the main subject teachers disliked them. Watching them develop even the slightest hint of music was like seeing his former self.
Maybe I will find someone to marry, after all, I am still very marketable. Haha! Maybe I will be forced to go on a blind date and become the daughter-in-law of the boss of a chain restaurant. Maybe one day I will ride a bike to deliver food to customers and walk through the streets and alleys where I grew up.
When did my life change? Maybe when I was writing that lucky notebook, when I was saving money little by little to get even the edge of my dream, or when a man who didn't recognize me as a new teacher said "good legs!" to me when I was doing a split showing my basic skills... "
Cheng Ran felt his waist being pinched, and Jiang Hongshao seemed to be smiling.
"In fact, I picked you out in class and asked you to form a band not because I really disliked you, but because I thought at least you were an interesting student. This was probably why I liked that job at that school. A lot of things happened after that, and some of the changes are incredible even when I think about them. And in the end, I actually discovered how you could be so amazing, how you knew so many things, how you could do everything, and how you were so talented in writing songs and composing music... Yes, we were rehearsing together at that time, and I was watching you from the side. You would never have thought that I was secretly thinking about these things... Hehe.
Later on, it was even more like this. How could he make so much money? How could he get such good grades? Well, he worked very hard. He was the top student in the province. He even got a share of my shares... I had no worries about food and drink. I was so happy...
Maybe you will cry when you see this letter, who knows, but don’t be sad. When I learned about my illness, I was also sad for a long time, but then I got over it.
It's just death... How can I not be satisfied
I was just an ordinary person, but because I met you, I have become a person who attracts attention wherever I go.
News about me can be seen everywhere. I have performed on the same stage with people I once admired. I have seen the aurora in the Arctic and watched the German team play against Brazil in Yokohama in the World Cup. I bought a house in the most prosperous neighborhood in New York. I have fed pigeons all over the world and seen the legacy left by those music masters. I have exchanged music with countless people. I sang your favorite theme song of "Final Fantasy" so that you can play games in the future. Under my shadow, I am on the road to pursuing the career I love. I have a great father, and I have met teachers and friends like Riggs who helped me improve my art. I have friends like Chen Muyi who tolerate and accept me. My Tianxing Music has taken care of many people, so that they can still pursue their dreams under its wings and retain the seeds of dreams.
I have come like a star, not only have I come, I am also very dazzling.
I almost got a man like you forever.
I am... the amazing Qin Xizhen."
Jiang Hongshao's eyes were red.
“Some coincidences and encounters in life seem to be arranged by fate, and I have always been sure of this.
In those years, there was the person who praised you "good legs!" with a wooden board on his head on a remote path, the person who was chased by you in order to sell board games, the person who ate pig's trotters and drank Coke with you in a fly-in-the-wall restaurant on summer nights, the person who sang to you on the hillside where he could see the city from his hometown, and the person who led the way for you even when he was soaked in the pouring rain... Just meeting such people is a blessing.
So, I am very happy.
You have to be happy too.
You must be happier than me.
If there is an afterlife, I would feel very sorry to think that I would have to wait another lifetime to see you again."
…
The letter paper swayed gently in the wind, and Cheng Ran and Jiang Hongshao beside him looked at each other.
yes.
The person I bumped into surprisingly behind the isolation board in school those years, the person who cheered me on with blushing faces backstage at the art festival, the person who tutored me with homework in the summer on the second floor of that red-door courtyard, the person who ran all over the city to buy beef tongue pastries for himself just to get the taste of his hometown, the person who sang out of tune and watched the sunrise with me... Just meeting such people is a blessing.
A phone call came in and Cheng Ran answered it. It was asking them where they were and there was something to coordinate regarding tomorrow's wedding banquet.
Cheng Ran said a few words and hung up the phone.
Their heads touched and then separated, and Cheng Ran took Jiang Hongshao's hand in front of the hillside.
In the distance is a vast, quiet world below the hillside, with mountains, rivers, lakes, and cities.
He stepped through those turbulent years and held her hand.
very nice.
Jiang Hongshao looked at the letter in Cheng Ran's hand and asked, "When did Qin Xizhen write it?"
"She must have gotten sick at that time, and she thought she would never get better..."
"Is she... here?"
"We just arrived and asked when we would be there."
"Then let's go... together."
(End of the book. Bow.)
Thank you for your tolerance and for tolerating all my shortcomings and slow updates. Thank you to the reviewers for their tolerance of the writing environment, which allows this book to remain. Thank you to all the pioneers of this era for providing materials and wonderful things. I have a lot to say, so I will see you in the postscript tomorrow. I love the world, and I love you.