Correspondence

The half year that Ming Lang was here was also Wu Chao's happiest half year.They went to many places, went fishing in unknown forests, took photos of Polaroids in places full of flower fields, and strolled on mountain trails.

When Wu Chao was in poor health, Minglang took him to almost two dozen cities and took group photos in each place.

"Clear and clear, why do you say that the world has day and night?"

"why?"

Wu Chao lightly placed the wreath on his head, and said with a smile, "Because reunion will always be separated, and after separation, there will be reunion."

Wu Chao's face was red, and the setting sun set him off so far away, as if he couldn't be touched, far away in the sky.

Minglang didn't speak, but just looked at him deeply, as if he wanted to keep it in his heart forever.

No one knew that Ming Lang was leaving to join the army, and his father, Ming Shaoqiu, was not a gossip, he was always tight-lipped.Wu Chao's mind was like his mother's, he was already slender, and he probably guessed it when he saw him taking him around on a trip.

"There is no eternal parting." Ming Lang looked at him and said.

The best thing about Wu Chao is when he smiles. He is already handsome, with good features, and he is not stingy at all when he smiles.Even the pain did not take away his smile. When we first met, he smiled like this, carefree.

Wu Chao frowned when he heard this, but he was still smiling forcedly. He came over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "You're a weird person, and it's dull and boring after you say a few words."

Minglang didn't say a word, he knew Wu Chao well, he was a person who hated evil like hatred, he was happy when he was happy, and sad when he was sad, and he could never hide lies on his face, so when we met him again, he kept crying like a little crying bag.

Wu Chao looked at the sky and sat with his back facing him, so that Minglang couldn't see his face, because the tears really couldn't contain it, who knew that after a sickness, he could cry like this, what a mother .

"Where are you going next?" Wu Chao asked.

"Go enlist."

"Where is it?" Wu Chao sniffed.

"North." Ming Lang lowered his head.

"We.....I mean, we..." Wu Chao couldn't hold back anymore.

Minglang turned to look at him, wiped his tears and said, "Zai Zai is crying again."

"It's disgusting.....I'm still a man....Don't call me that." Wu Chao cried so funny, his voice was muffled as if he was in a urn, and he said while crying I am a man.

Minglang was amused, and continued: "I will write you a letter, one letter every month?"

Wu Chao ignored him.

"One half-monthly?"

"... woo"

"Then I promise, I'll write it when I have time, and send it all at once!" Ming Lang said, but he was actually more afraid of Wu Chao crying.

Since he was a child, he has never been afraid of anyone, even Ming Shaoqiu's words dared to fall on his ears, and his younger brother was even more transparent. His mother said that he would suffer retribution one day, and there must be a woman sitting at home crying for him every day. Look, I didn't expect him to be a man. Wu Chao couldn't stop crying. He was in a mess when he cried.

"Pfft!" Wu Chao burst out laughing, and he immediately broke his kung fu, gently hugging Qinglang, the wreath on his head was fragrant.

"Then what if I join the army too?" Wu Chao said.

"No, wait until I come back." Ming Lang kissed him on the forehead.

My Lang:

Writing this letter is number four!Remember the time, the boss said that it was urgent for me, if it exceeds five days, you can write to me next time and tell me.

I passed the exam and entered the university mentioned earlier. I bought a postcard when I visited today and put it behind the letter paper.

You have been there for two years, when will you be allowed to leave?I don't even know if you look different, oh, if you become a strong man in the traditional sense, then you don't have to come back.

Haha, I'm just kidding.

Yesterday, my mother and I went to the fireworks show. She asked me when I would get married. I said that I had a husband, but she didn’t return. She just laughed and said that I was very polite and didn’t want to communicate with me.

But she knew in her heart that she was too lazy to deal with those gossips now.

The letter is coming to an end, but I have too much to say, but writing too many letters will make it heavy. The boss will say that this is not a letter, but a package, and it may be more expensive at that time.

at last.Comrade Minglang, your pen pal is going to dinner, keep in touch.

Your baby is on the fourth day of the fourth month

Minglang was the first to come back again.Every time he would complete the task ahead of schedule, and ran to the door to ask for letters, he almost annoyed the comrades at the door, jealous and annoyed, what kind of person could keep correspondence with him for two years, if it wasn’t for every mail The letters were checked routinely, and others suspected that this kid was suspected of collaborating with the enemy.

"Here, Xin. Hey, I just wanted to ask, this, this, who the hell is this?! Are you a woman?" The uncle in the mailroom at the door finally couldn't help it.

"Hahaha, Uncle, when did you become a gossip?" Ming Lang opened the letter with a smile.

"No, I don't think this wife is like this, nor is my lover, and my brother is sticky again, who the hell is this?!" The uncle held an iron cup and smoked a big cigarette.

"Who says you're not a lover anymore?" Ming Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Fuck, what a lover! What are you trying to do, oh, son of Commander Ming? You spend all day here in the deep mountains and old forests for ambushes, and the son of the emperor's father will not obey me!"

"You don't understand, I am a lover who can only tolerate me." Minglang looked at the letter and showed a nice smile. The tiredness of just being armed and swimming all disappeared. He likes to watch Wu Chao write homework and complain, which makes people think of him. It is by my side, and I read it many times every time I believe in him.

"You've got it! Don't be disgusting, maybe someday you'll burp your fart, and the little slut you sent you letters every day won't have to find another new love?"

Mingming raised his head and stared at him, his eyes didn't show any emotion, but they were very intimidating, making people frightened after seeing him, he was very much like his father Ming Shaoqiu, he could scare you even without speaking half dead.

"Pay attention to your words and deeds." Clearly said.

The old man was so frightened by the cigarette, he quickly stamped it out, shook it, and went back to the hair room. When he left, he didn't forget to say: "What's so fierce... I'll just chatter casually."

Minglang pinned the letter, thinking that he would post the letter he wrote yesterday in the evening, so as to match the time, maybe he could arrive around the same time as the letter and give him a surprise.

"clear!"

"To!"

"Come to the conference room for a meeting!"

"Yes!"

He's finally coming back!Wu Chao couldn't restrain his surprise, and hurried to the candy store to check the tickets.

"Brother, here!" The girl handed him a bag of white rabbit candies, smiling sweetly.

"What's so happy?" Wu Chao saw the girl's smile, and unconsciously became happy in his heart.

"Brother looks so sweet, like poured in syrup, yesterday you... oops!" The store manager came over and slapped the girl on the head.

"New here, just do things when you go to work, don't do extra work." She said sternly, the store manager is a staid woman, completely different from this colorful candy store.

"Oh." The girl lowered her head, blushing.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Wu Chao hurriedly opened the door and went out, only to see the old woman was still looking at him in the store, and when he walked away, he put the coupon into the specially prepared small drawer, turned and entered the room.

Wu Chao entered the coffee shop, ordered a glass of watermelon juice and sat down, then picked up a pen and began to write. Minglang would not stay long, so he sent the letter back in advance so that it would be easy to receive when he arrived.

The cafe was very busy, and it was the peak time. All the sleepy office workers squeezed in and queued up. There was only a single small empty seat in the corner. Wu Chao quickly went to sit down, but he found that he seemed to have no competitors at all. Everyone They were all busy with their own affairs and didn't notice this corner.

After writing the letter, he went shopping. He wanted to go out for a picnic with Minglang. The tablecloth at home was still useful, so he had to buy a new one. He wanted to buy a thermos for Minglang. After all, the weather in the north was cold, and then he bought some fruits. Minglang likes to eat kiwi fruit, and his mother likes strawberries, so they both buy some.

Buy a little here, add some there, and finally Wu Chao's bag can barely fit.Obviously today is just an ordinary Monday, but to Wu Chao, it's like celebrating the Spring Festival.

Now there is only one task left, go to the post office!

He seldom goes to the post office. Since that incident happened, Mother Wu never let him go. The letters were always delivered at the door, but it was rectified later. Now that phone booths are getting more and more popular, who is free to write letters?

When Wu Chao walked in, there were really not many people there, and the boss even danced on the cabinet twice with a feather duster, making the business even more bleak.

"Hi, I'm sending a letter."

"Put it there." The boss didn't look back.

"Don't I need to fill in a form to classify?" Wu Chao refers to the classification of regions, and letters must be divided into districts.

The boss glanced at him sideways and said, "I'll go by myself, you just go."

Wu Chao nodded and said sorry for your trouble, then turned around and found some people sitting on the chairs, looking at him and whispering.

"Is there something on my face?" Wu Chao touched his face, there happened to be a piece of glass next to it, he took a picture, there was nothing, isn't it still the same as before?

"Okay, okay, what are you talking about, you beggars! If it weren't for the note complaining about beating people, I would have kicked you out a long time ago! After staying for several days, I may not come to arrest you! Anyway, I am also a state unit It's outrageous." The boss seemed to have clicked the gun, and it exploded immediately, and Wu Chao hurried out.

When I got home, my mother had already prepared the meal, which was a delicious little roast chicken, and she was starting to separate the flesh and blood.

"Mom, I bought strawberries, wash them for you to eat?" Wu Chao rolled up his sleeves, and finished washing a bowl of strawberries. They looked very fresh, and the leaves and stems were all green.

"Delicious." Mother Wu smiled.

"Hey mom, Minglang is coming back, teach me how to show my hands." Wu Chao said.

"Okay, as long as we cubs want to learn, but don't forget." Mother Wu walked over with a smile.

"You teach me once and I will!"

Wu Chao was exactly as he said, Mother Wu was just guiding, and he did it in a orderly manner, frying and steaming were even easier, and the taste was not bad. If Minglang came back, he would definitely give him a good compliment.

After packing up, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Mother Wu looked at the wall clock and urged him to go to bed, saying that he would not be able to wake up tomorrow.

"Good night." Mother Wu smiled and waved to him, and went into the kitchen to pack things by herself.

Wu Chao went back to the room, pulled the quilt over it, looked at the ceiling, feeling a little excited, Mingming will be back tomorrow, how should he greet him?

Thinking about it, he closed his eyes.

Around eleven o'clock, he tossed and turned on the bed with a splitting headache, as if something was pumping out of his brain, and he was sweating profusely from the pain, but subconsciously, he was not surprised, as if he had experienced it more than once.

Ding Lingling———

Suddenly the ringing of the phone pulled him back from the nightmare.

It's almost night, who's going to call?

"Hello." Mother Wu's voice sounded, sounding sleepy.

Wu Chao dragged his tired body to the door.

"What, did that teacher leave too?"

"Yeah, no one is applying for the job now, and the younger generation thinks it's scary here, so hurry up and tidy up."

"Do you mean now?" Mother Wu pursed her lips.

"Yes, yes, come and clean it up, and don't do it again in the future. People around have reported it, saying that there was no one here, and it was full of people. It's weird. Now it's a civilized society. In getting rid of the Four Olds, I don’t believe in ghosts and ghosts. The superiors are very taboo against these things. Commander Ming’s power is different from the past. He is a bit of a black man. Now he is at most a bare-bones commander. He has no real power and can’t keep you. Come and clean it up quickly. , finish it before dawn, don't let the note see, we will leave the door for you, try not to turn on the flashlight."

"I see." Mother Wu agreed and hung up the phone, went into the room, got her clothes, and opened the door.

After going out, Wu Chao quickly ran into her room, only to find that there was only one letter. He picked it up and saw that it was written to himself. After reading the contents, his hands were shaking, so he rushed out the door, got on his bicycle and chased after her. past.

my cub:

I wish you a happy 25th birthday, my baby, you will always be irreplaceable in my mother's heart, no matter what happens, my mother will always love you.

Sorry, mom can't wish you a happy birthday in person, so I can only write a letter every now and then to commemorate it.

Mom finally found a job, because there is no extra money in the family, and Zaizai is preparing for Mingming’s return every day. The family’s large expenses are a bit overwhelming, but Mom believes that everything will be fine, and Dad is blessing us in heaven.

These years, my mother didn't feel tired at all, but because you were happy to be with her every day, the aunt next door was complaining that her son hadn't come back to see her for a long time, so my mother was still the happiest mother.

But it was really difficult at the beginning, running around every day, looking for a calendar with the same date, please ask the store, the copy shop, but they all came, everyone is a good person, and I have no complaints when I play with me every day, copying The owner of the store is a gentleman who came back from overseas. He is very understanding and tried his best to erase the date written by Minglang. I am very grateful to him.

My baby, I hope you can wake up one day and know the fact that Minglang has left us long ago, but mother can't bear it, because when you cook at night, you look forward to tomorrow so much.

Mom can't bear it, please forgive my mother for five years of panic, maybe it will continue until the day I die, and I will find a way to continue this tomorrow for another day.

Dear child, happy birthday, may all the good things in the world belong to you, but only you belong to me.

Your mom

Wu Chao almost kept up with the taillights by riding and running. He felt dizzy.

At first he was still riding hummingly, but after entering the main road, there was only one road, and he didn't even need to follow the taxi, he knew where his mother was going.

cemetery.

The cemetery was pitch black, not even a night light.He knew that this place had been abandoned long ago, and few people came to it.

The mother got off the car there, and after paying the money, she heard the driver say "Damn", and hurried away.

Wu's mother was originally born thin, with the appearance of a little woman. Such a person should have enjoyed the glory and wealth of her life, but she has been devastated by reality in recent years.

The cemetery is very dilapidated, and it is said that it will be demolished and rebuilt.

Mother Wu walked into the front mail room, and she could see her dismal appearance through the dilapidated window.

call---

got windy.Countless letter papers flew out of the mail room and were blown into the sky by the wind. She ran out of it quickly and kept picking them up, looking very embarrassed.

There were many letters in the mailroom, all of which were exactly the same in length, so Wu Chao picked up a handful and tore them open to read.

"My Lang, have you arrived in the army?"

"Mingming, you should be in the army now."

"Is Mingming Xin one step ahead of you to the army?"

"Minglang, I wrote you a letter in advance, have you arrived in the army?"

Every letter, every letter, was written by Wu Chao himself. The handwriting was clear and the signature was clear. Even the content of each letter was roughly the same, except that the order of narration was different.

Have you been living the same day for the past five years?

Mingming died long ago?

Ahhhhhh! !

There are wolves!

Mother Wu was stunned when she heard it.

The next moment, Mother Wu hurriedly lowered her head to pick up the letter, walked around on her high heels, but accidentally slipped.

"Ah!" Mother Wu squatted on the ground and piled the envelope on her body, trying to hide it and covered her head.But all the letters were scattered, even the contents of the bag fell out, and all the bamboo baskets collected just now were empty. Mother Wu was like a frustrated child, her eyes darkened, and she covered her face.

"Ah!!!" she cried, heart-piercing.

Why! ?Why should I be so unlucky and my son should be so miserable!Isn't there enough things I have suffered since childhood!She didn't do anything wrong, why? !

Wu's mother broke down crying, sitting on the pile of letters and crying loudly.At this time, she was so sad that she collapsed for the first time in five years. Maybe she couldn't hold on anymore after seeing this letter. Every letter was written by Wu Chao seriously. In this way, she couldn't cry.

Minglang died and was buried here. I don't know if he received it. Wu Chao's love for him has never changed. Even if there is an accident, he still remembers to write to him every day.

That was all five years ago.