Under the light of the swaying fire, the letter looked like this:
"... It's been almost a year since we parted in the south. I don't know what the family around you has become now, and I don't know if you are still as self-willed as before. After the parting, I can only occasionally find out from some news. I know what's going on on your side, but I don't know the details, and I'm not in a good position to ask more about your affairs, which will cause you trouble. Of course, I know you can always understand the big picture what is.
The road ahead is not easy, this is a consensus we have long ago, so even if you go through a difficult time, I will not comfort you. Since I returned home, the development of various things has not been as smooth as I imagined, and I have encountered some big and small troubles, but don't worry, I have settled them one by one, and many enemies have already died at my hands, I'm afraid you've already heard a few things about me being so powerful. Anyway, you already knew about it, right? "
When she saw the phrase "I won't comfort you", the girl under the fire wrinkled her nose, she didn't need comfort, but in fact, the phrase "I won't comfort you" in a sense, But it also seemed that the man was gently touching the top of her head, giving her a comforting feeling, and making her feel that something refreshingly entered her heart. When she saw the narcissistic "is it right" later, she couldn't help laughing, as if sneering at the other party.
"I didn't know..." she said softly.
"... Now I'm just getting a foothold here, and I think you too. My friends from the north brought me news about you, what you're going to do now. It was about your father many years ago. I'd love to come and see you , but the situation doesn't allow it. Now he may have told you my opinion. I also know that even if you listen, you will not leave. So I just want to make my expectations clear to you.
As timid as I am, I know that there are times in life when some things cannot be undone. Now is the time when you feel that you cannot retire. I agree. Agua, morality, faith, and determination are all good things. Many times, even at great risk, we shouldn't leave them, and I don't intend for you to leave them. That's the person I knew in the first place. I just want to remind you to always remember what you are doing and think about the difference between danger and death.
I really want to know. Your business in the south has developed into what it looks like. Even if they are just starting, I am looking forward to seeing what they are like now.
I can remember how you looked when we talked about these things in those days, you laughed so much. Now I have to admit to you that I had guilt in my heart at the time. You are a smart person, you may have noticed when we parted, and my enthusiasm for this matter is actually not enough. This is not because it is deceiving. But because I understand how hard it is.
What you want, everyone can be independent and confident, and everyone can have the ability and the opportunity to seize their own destiny. It may be possible to exist. But before reaching that point, what is needed may be unimaginable efforts of one generation, several generations, or even a dozen generations. I don't have much hope for this, but you chose to do it, even if you are smart enough to understand this How hard things are.
This is what you have to do, but please forgive me for staying out of the way. I have chosen another urgent matter to deal with. I have imagined your failure countless times. For one reason or another, I have only left you a fluke in my heart. Maybe there is a one in ten thousand chance. After many years, you have eliminated many difficulties. Seeing the seeds you planted begin to sprout, and that's the possibility I most want to see.
That possibility, like the one you're facing right now, I want to remind you of the difference between danger and death. You are smart, but you are young, energetic, angry, you will remember what your father went through, you will see the misery of the losers, you will see the enemies you want to kill no matter what, you can Rush to take risks, but don't rush to die, don't be impulsive.
It is the attitude of doing things to risk death for the slimmest chance of victory. But trying to let yourself die in the face of the danger of death is just a cowardly act.
There may already be quite a few such people around you, including the friend who came from the north. I am afraid that they have already made such preparations in their hearts. They are as smart as you and can see this clearly. I have no intention of accusing these people of not being brave enough. In life, there are times when they feel very tired and powerless, and at other times, they feel that those who survive will be criticized by thousands of people, despised by others or themselves, and feel that they have survived. Even more humiliating, they would rather die in the right place and be a hero after 18 years. These people have more courage than ordinary people, but it is not enough.
An immature person will die bravely for great things, and a mature person will live in humiliation for great things. What matters is not the meaning of surviving, but whether things are done well in the end.
As for me, I have said so much, I don't know if you understand it, but the last few words I want to say are not really great things. In the whole thing, what I said is actually more for my selfishness. Whether it is this matter or the things you will do in the future, you can take risks, work hard, and do your best to find victory. machine. But you will definitely fail, and if you fail, you give me life.
Until then, please survive.
come to me.
This is what I really want to say. What I also want to say is: don't think this statement makes your head hot, this is a cold reality, all major things are not something that one person can do. If I fail, I will also go to you and ask for your help Help, we have worshipped heaven and earth, you are mine, and even if I lied to you, we are partners, it is not ashamed. "
The signature is a very arrogant and bad fork.
Then there is the postscript: "Look at that friend, don't let him die, let the people who deserve to live live."
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The mountain wind blew over, and the girl sitting under the firelight read the letter again. Looking at it again, the expression on his face occasionally changed. But in the end. The irritable breath surrounding her calmed down. She looked at the writing on the letter and sometimes wanted to laugh, but her eyes were still calm. The letter was like a knife in her arms. Even though it had an icy aura, it made her feel at ease. The flames were burning hot in her heart, but it did not spread to her mind.
After reading the letter many times over and over again. She sat for a while before standing up slowly. The scenery under the mountain, the rolling hills in the night, the spreading roads and rivers were all shrouded in the brilliance of the stars and the moon. She tilted her head and smiled, involuntarily scolding in a low voice Said: "Dead man... Ning Yi..." The letter didn't include his name, which she regretted.
But she finally returned to the hut. He took out the long box, put the big knife in it, then tied it behind his back, walked a short distance, and found Du Sha. Chen Fan was also here, whispering to Fang Shuchang and the others. When the watermelon came, everyone leaned over.
"Uncle Du, take out the map, I want to see the surroundings... We have now crossed the Yangtze River, and this is the territory of the government. The further we go, the harder it is to escape. It doesn't matter if we can rescue the Buddha Commander or not. Can we kill him or not? Tie Tianying and Zong Feixiao must first think about the way forward..." She paused and added, "Think more clearly."
For the past few days, Fang Baihua and others have been driving the team that escorted Fang Qifo to Beijing. Although they did not encounter too much crisis, everyone knew that the situation was not optimistic.
Tie Tianying and Zong Feixiao, the two chief arresters of the Criminal Division, have an obvious plan. Although they have never done anything to Fang Baihua, but every step they take to the north, the deeper they fall into the area where the government and noble families are concentrated. Once the opponent makes a move, it will be harder to get out. They also used a clear-cut attitude. Before entering Beijing, although you came to rescue, every day that passed, it became more difficult for you to find a way out.
Fang Qifo had a lot of friends back then, but the people who can gather now are the former Fang La line or the martial arts people who have had kindness with Fang Qifo. For them, even if there is little hope, the salvation of the Seven Buddhas is all about morality, and some of them are upright. Fang Baihua hoped that he could really find a chance from the opponent's formation, eat the bait, throw the hook back, and at the same time let himself sink deeper and deeper.
Liu Xigua and others can naturally see this clearly, but with the friendship between Fang Qifo and Ba Daoying, for them, this matter is enough to make people mad. At this time, watermelon can regain a trace of calm, and everyone can think more. Over there, Chen Fan clasped his hands on his chest, and could only laugh at this time. He looked at the girl rather strangely, and the watermelon looked back sharply.
After all, the two did not fight here, Du Sha brought the map, everyone studied it, and after some ideas, Xigua asked Fang Shuchang to find some ink, paper, ink, and ink. When she left, Chen Fan leaned over and said, "I suddenly became curious about what was written in Ning Yi's letter."
"Go away! Or have a fight!" Watermelon raised his chin, but Chen Fan knew that in his eyes, there was already familiarity and kindness in the past. He stopped and folded his hands in front of him. head smiled. Watermelon knew that he was laughing at himself, and walked away unhappy.
Chen Fan stood there for a while, watching the back of the watermelon walking towards the other end of the mountain road. He raised his head to look at the light and shadow in the sky, then looked at the light and shadow under the mountain, and said to himself with a smile, "I should have peeked."
After a while, he sighed and repeated in a low voice, "It's time to peek..."
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Back in the dilapidated hut, Watermelon found a place to sit, then set up a wooden box with hidden knives as a table, and after researching the ink, she looked out the door: "Wait for things to be messed up, crying and begging. let me help..."
Then I held up my brush and thought for a while.
A what
She had a lot of resentment towards Ning Yi's Agua's name. She thought about it for a long time, and it was obvious that it was a little cheaper to call him A Cha... I don't know when, she wrote down on the paper.
"A silly." She wrote her salutation, then took out Ning Yi's letter and glanced at it.
"Seeing words like face..."
The starry night was cold, at the moment when the girl, as a member of the duo of fools, was at the desk to write a letter. A huge and silent shady curtain rushes towards the people in this small world.
A few days later, the first thing Ning Yi received in Muyuan County was not this letter from the girl, but the news that the last team of Yongle Dynasty, led by Fang Baihua, had finally fallen into a killing situation...