Brilliant

Xu Hui stammered and explained: "That...your father and I have divorced."

Hearing this, Wen Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He should have guessed that if he didn't leave his father, it would be impossible for his mother to start a new life.

"The house...the house was awarded to me by the court at the time, and then...I just put it there and didn't manage it," Xu Hui said. "After that, your father disappeared, and I didn't I know where he went. Then I met my current lover. I have been married for several years. I had a baby last year. It was a girl. By the way, tell me about me. How are you? I heard that you are now It’s hard work to become a star.”

"Fortunately," Wen Mingyuan said lightly, "It was very hard before, but this year is better."

"I saw you on TV," Xu Hui couldn't hold back his tears when he mentioned this, "You are really a good boy, it's me and your dad who are sorry for you."

Wen Mingyuan bit his lip, "Can you lend me the key to that house? I have something to take away."

"Huh?" Xu Hui was taken aback when he heard this request, "Okay, I'll go there with you."

"No, I can go there by myself," Wen Mingyuan refused Xu Hui's request to accompany him, but gave Xu Hui his mobile phone number, "This is my mobile phone number, you can contact me if you need it."

Xu Hui quickly took out his mobile phone to write it down, and then gave the key to Wen Mingyuan.

"Let's have dinner together tonight," Xu Hui suddenly suggested, "I'll let you see my sister too, and bring... this gentleman with me."

Xu Hui pointed to Mo Beicheng.

Wen Mingyuan looked back at Mo Beicheng, who nodded.

"Okay, when the time comes, you can send me your location. My WeChat account is the same as my mobile phone number." Wen Mingyuan replied, "Then I'll go get my things first, and I'll see you at dinner tonight."

Wen Mingyuan said goodbye to Xu Hui, and took Mo Beicheng back to the tube building.

He opened the door of his own house with the key, and the smoke and dust coming from the shop made the two of them cough several times uncontrollably.Wen Mingyuan walked in first and opened the window, allowing sunlight and air to enter the room.No one has lived here for a long time, the ground and tables are covered with dust, and some corners are even covered with spider webs.

Mo Beicheng looked at the house, trying to see the living conditions of their family from the clues in the room.

There is a huge calligraphy brush hanging on the leather sofa, which says "integrity-based". It seems that their family was also in business before, and they should have earned a lot of money, otherwise they would not buy this kind of decoration .However, the leather on the leather sofa has been broken into pieces, and you can even see the sponge underneath.The table corners and chair legs have chipped marks, it seems that there are often fights in this house.

Wen Mingyuan didn't have time to take a closer look, so he just walked straight to his room.

He pushed open the door, and a pile of dust also rushed out here.He went in and came to the bookshelf, took out a few books, and found a small gift box hidden behind the books.

At this time, Mo Beicheng also followed. He looked at the gift box and didn't know why.

Wen Mingyuan opened the box. Fortunately, there was not much dust in the box. Mo Beicheng handed him a tissue to wipe his hands, "Is this what you are looking for?"

"Hmm." Wen Mingyuan nodded, and he reached out to caress the postmark carefully pasted on it, "Most of these postmarks are out of print...Do you want to see it?"

Wen Mingyuan's hands were shaking.

"If you'd like to show me..." Mo Beicheng replied.

In fact, he was also a little curious, why the letter here could prove that Wen Mingyuan did not participate in campus bullying.

"Okay," Wen Mingyuan choked up and found the first letter among the letters. He marked the time and place of each letter, so it was easy to distinguish, "Look."

Mo Beicheng opened the letter, and the first word on the first line surprised him. There was only one word on the first line - M.

"Are you a big sister or a big brother? But it doesn't matter, I like your music very much, and I feel that there is a healing power! The first time I heard your song today, I fell in love with it, but I have no friends , and no one wants to listen to me, so I just want to write to tell you that I really like your song! You must work hard to write! When I grow up, I will go to your concert.... ..Ah no, it should be a concert.”

Mo Beicheng looked at Wen Mingyuan in surprise, but Wen Mingyuan didn't speak, and handed over the second letter.

"Today I heard from my classmates that you don't seem to publish your personal information on the Internet, and no one knows who you are, hey, so I can't send you the letter, but I will still insist on writing! If you grow up After you announced your personal information, I will send you all these letters! And oh, I got the first place in the class today! I am really happy...but I can’t express that I am very happy, Because the students will think I'm embarrassed if they find out, so I can only tell you secretly."

Mo Beicheng opened the third letter.

"Mom and Dad quarreled again today. It was all about money. I will tell you secretly, my father was very rich before, but in recent years the business has not been good and the factory has closed down. Dad is used to being The big bosses don’t want to go to a small factory and start from the grassroots, and the family depends on my mother’s salary, so my parents are always arguing... But it’s okay, when I get into a good university and find a good job, I will I earn a lot of money for my family. But speaking of it, am I an unlikable person? Why do many boys in the class bully me...but it doesn’t have to be bullying, maybe it’s just classmates It’s just a fight between the two, anyway, that’s what the teacher in charge told me, he said I’m too hypocritical... ok, maybe it’s the classmates I met in junior high school and the classmates I know now It's different."

The fourth and fifth letters mostly describe Wen Mingyuan's high school life. At the beginning, Wen Mingyuan talked about the troubles and problems he encountered with a relaxed and teasing tone, until No.20 letter.

"Today...well they brushed my face with a pointer and pulled my pants and told me I'd be a bitch if I told my teacher, but...it really should be Is there a game that boys should play? There are still quarrels at home, and no one cares about what happened to me at school. What should I do... M, I really feel that this kind of life is meaningless at all.. ...I really don't want to live anymore, it would be great if you could talk to me, but why I don't know anything about you..."

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