Early in the morning, my mother showed me the bank card that my father had thrown into the yard, along with a brief message saying that the money was clean.
He said let us not miss him, he should have died long ago.
He said he would not force me to marry Brother Wenxi and hoped that everything would be fine for me.
He finally said that he hoped we could find his savior and let us thank him on his behalf. He then gave an address.
I haven’t seen him for several years, and what I got was very scary news: where has he been and what is he going to do
That day, there were rumors on the other side of the river embankment that a body was found, saying that someone had killed him with a gun, and that he had committed suicide. When my mother asked about it again, she only said that the man was covered in scars and his body was completely bruised. . . The two of us felt a little relieved.
I couldn't get in touch with Brother Wenxi for a while. He always kept coming and going, and his phone number changed from time to time.
The next thing I got was the news that my father had passed away, and then I saw him in the morgue of the small town's forensic institute.
During this time, he had multiple identities.
Hongxuan disappeared due to a business inspection with Uncle Lin.
Hongxuan, a citizen who reported on the criminal gang Mo Qian, assisted the police in arresting the remnants of Mo Shi and provided direct evidence.
He Fu is a wanted criminal involved in many murders, arson and other incidents.
No matter how dedicated he was to serving the people and the Forestry Bureau in the past, no matter how he later provided evidence, he could not conceal the fact that he had committed numerous serious crimes.
I seem to have never understood this father.
The burial of the ashes and Brother Wenxi's visit all happened within a few days.
He cried more sadly than me and collapsed on the ground, barely able to get up or speak. The boy next to him with scars on his face, Gu Xi, also sat on his knees and cried.
Brother Wenxi rested for a while, and then he slowly told me some things about his father. Only then did I realize that when Brother Wenxi came to see me that day, my father was not far away looking at me in the pinhole camera.
I finally stopped crying for my father. Instead, I felt relieved that he finally no longer had to live such a tiring life. On the one hand, he violated his own conscience and did extremely cruel things. On the other hand, he searched for evidence and took risks under the pressure of being discovered. On the one hand, I miss our mother and daughter and cooperate with Brother Wenxi. The happiest few days for him in such a long time were probably the week when Brother Wenxi was so angry that he stayed in Beijing. At that time, he was like a father forcing Brother Wenxi to marry him every day. However, Brother Wenxi was forced to marry him. She childishly made all kinds of excuses and reasons, and even acted coquettishly in front of him even at a young age. He finally has his own peace. I just hope that those who have been harmed by him are not particularly innocent. I hope that Uncle Lin will know better and will not blame him too much.
I gave all the letters written by Brother Yun Che and Sister Ziping to Brother Wenxi. The stories therein were combined into a clip called Lan Yu, and I copied them word for word. My own major is related to film and television. I should try my best to make animations and even movies and TV series for so many stories. It has become my dream since then. I think, there is always something I can do and I can always change. What, in this way, can reduce Brother Wenxi's deep regret for his dead father? I'm afraid I couldn't understand him at the last moment. Otherwise, how could I leave a last word that he must marry me
The next time I got news from Brother Yun Che and Sister Zi Ping, they told me that I had once again lost Brother Wenxi's contact information. Fast forward more than a year, he and Gu Xi, if you want to say they are rootless duckweeds, planning to wander around the world, but it is clearly not the case. Brother Yuan is still waiting for him, he still has such friends, and I am here. Looking forward to his return, how can he give up, how can he give up
I finally made my own little animation based on the story in Lan Yuli. After my little animation is sent out, there is always no sound, which makes me very anxious.
There was a comment section asking me what story I was writing about.
"fabricated."
"The fiction is so sincere, I don't believe it."
"Then consider it true."
"Then I want the royalties."
"What"
Then, I added that person as a friend. His name is Yu Huan.
Yu Huan told me that the protagonist of the story is his biological brother, and the narrator of the story is himself. When he accidentally traveled to Jiuzhaigou, he saw a girl's profile picture on a nearby software.
The girl in the photo is very charming. She is dressed in white and playing the piano in the mountains and flowing water. She has long eyebrows and a leisurely attitude. No matter how much an ordinary woman in this secular world dresses up, she can't reach her level. The extraordinary temperament of his whole body. Her only personal profile reads: "I swear by the sound of my piano to collect the most beautiful love stories in the world for my beloved brother Wenxi, regardless of gender or identity. If you have anything to ask for, I will do my best to help you. Finish."
Yu Huan has a younger brother named Yu Le, who has been in love with her boyfriend for ten years. Finally, she gained the understanding of both families, got married abroad, and gained everyone's support.
blessing of.
Yu Huan didn't tell the details, but just based on ten years of bitter love, how can I guess the joys and sorrows in it? I thought of everything about Brother Wenxi and Brother Yuan. In a blink of an eye, it has been more than twelve years. The little boy who was under 18 years old and carrying a schoolbag, who pouted and said he wanted to live outside school, who was once the sunny boy with a naughty smile, is now a stranger in the world, one is wandering in the world, and the other is chasing in the world. When will it happen? It's Hugh
I met Yu Huan with great awe.
A very elegant man who looks like a scholar. He has a delicate face, regular features, and an elegant and subtle smile. He looks a bit like Brother Wenxi in temperament, but his brows are gentle and lack the sharpness in Brother Wenxi's eyes later.
He and I started by exchanging stories.
He knows Brother Wenxi in my eyes. He was Brother Wenxi's senior when he was at Norio University. He has heard about the spotless man who won the first place in poetry in the freshman competition, and also heard about his fund-raising. incident, his Dongchuan kissing incident.
"He is a legend." Yu Huan said quietly.
I was surprised that when talking about Brother Wenxi, he did not have the same curious mentality as when I communicated with other people. Instead, he was quite calm and collected. Perhaps, he really empathized with his brother's plight.
Yu Huan taught me editing and taught me how to draw comics with more plot and rhythm.
I obviously strongly disagree with the commercial rendering of other people's stories. I think that is disrespectful to the protagonist of the story.
Yu Huan believes that if commerciality and storytelling coexist, stories will have more opportunities to be recommended by websites.
"The bustling world is all about profit. The website is not a charity. If you don't have good works to attract readers and interests for it, how can you let them give you a better display? How can your story be seen by more people?" Yu Huan said.
I watched with suspicion as he processed my work, submitted it, and interacted with readers. Little by little, my work gradually reached the homepage of the website.
I finally understood that only with Yu Huan’s amazing editing can my work show its edge and become famous.
"It's because you have a good creative foundation. Ziyun Piano Store has been in business for so many years. You are willing to listen to everyone's stories, you are willing to listen to everyone's music, your unique imagination and romance, and your kindness, everything is... The ground has penetrated into the manuscript, Hongyan, you deserve everyone to do it for you..."
After hearing this, I couldn't help but blush slightly.
Then, comes the second part. . .
Invitations and invitations came one after another, but I still persisted and wrote everything in Blue Rain. I hope that everything I write, draw, and think can have a more positive effect on people in another world and in another circle.
And Yu Huan and I have gradually developed our own lovesickness and love for each other in the world of mortals.
My wedding day was approaching, and Sister Wanxin suddenly came to visit me.
She had just given birth to a baby and had just finished confinement. She was in high spirits and had black hair. It was hard to imagine that she was a mother with three or even four children and a stable part-time job. I have to say, The man behind her, Zheng Kai, really gave her complete happiness.
"Although Akai and I have received the certificate a long time ago, we have never held a wedding. We only thought that there was one person missing in the wedding, or one pair of people missing." She said with a smile.
Then, he explained his purpose.
Brother Yuan has already found Aunt Xiya in City S. She has already become a monk in a temple. She knows that her decision back then has brought everything to her son, and she is willing to make every effort to get her son back.
Sister Wanxin's arrangement is indeed very good and has the meaning of breaking the boat, but I am very worried that if Wenxi doesn't come back by then, then everything he worries about and can't let go will be equivalent to letting go. There was even less reason for him to come back.
"You're right, An An thinks so too. So, I want to ask you to help check some things about your father's life. Only you can contact Uncle Hongxuan's old department here in the small town. What he has experienced before Everything, maybe from it, we can find some clues, especially everything related to a person named Zhang Dongzhang, instructor Zhang, how he died, and what happened before his death. I believe this has accompanied Wenxi a lot. The young man may be Wenxi’s deadlock that refuses to come back.” Sister Wanxin said with a smile.
Sister Wanxin is very smart, and I believe what she said.
I remembered that after my father passed away, many officials came to my house to give comfort gifts, make arrangements for my mother’s pension, and deal with our house issues. I started based on an old number book that my father had left at home, starting with Captain Cao who had been taking care of us, one by one, making phone calls, and visiting one by one.
The doubts surrounding his father's death were gradually cleared away. . .