Fu Lanhua graduated from junior high school and was promoted to the first level of high school. In the winter of that year, Fu Lanhua had just turned eighteen, and twenty-year-old Ying Xiang was drafted into the army. When parting, Ying Xiang always felt that he could not bear to leave his "enemy girl" for her sake.

She was beaten and angry, but Lanhua also felt helpless.

The two of them quietly came to the outside of the village. Fu Lanhua's eyes were wet and she said, "If you leave, who will I take out my anger on in the future?"

Ying Xiang said: "You are in high school now. You don't have to think about anything. If you have anything to say or want to scold me, just write a letter."

"I know where you will be? Where should I write?"

"Silly girl, I sent you a letter first when I got to the army, wouldn't you know where my toes are?"

"Don't worry, you must not write to me. I'm afraid my parents and neighbors will misunderstand me if they find out."

"What are you afraid of? Don't you want them to know?"

Fu Lanhua murmured: "I'm still young and I don't want them to know about our correspondence."

"Then what should I do? I...I..." Ying Xiang hesitated and wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words as he reached his lips.

Fu Lanhua glared at him and said, "I can just say whatever I want. Look at how stupid you are hesitating."

Ying Xiang blushed because of what she said. He said, "Don't be angry because I told you not to complain to me."

"You look silly, just tell me, I'm not angry."

"Okay, let me ask you, do you miss me when I'm gone?"

In fact, Fu Lanhua had been prepared for a long time and knew exactly what he would say. When she heard this, she couldn't help but bend down and laugh.

This time Ying Xiang really laughed silly. He didn't know what kind of answer was waiting for him? He was a little confused. In this flash of thought, he regretted saying such words to her and felt that he

It's too rash, too abrupt.

His face turned even redder, and he stammered: "You, you, you... why are you always laughing? I won't tell you, I... I'm just afraid that you will laugh at me."

Fu Lanhua was still laughing while squatting on the ground. She buried her face in the palms of her hands. Ying Xiang stood there dumbfounded. He saw her shoulders squirming constantly and sometimes trembling slightly. Later, he finally found her.

Not laughing, but crying quietly.

Ying Xiang was frightened and overwhelmed when he saw this situation. He quickly knelt down and apologized to Fu Lanhua, saying: "Lanhua, don't cry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have said such stupid things. Do you think I failed? You

You can hit me or scold me, but you..."

Ying Xiang just wanted to help her, but she suddenly hugged her head. Lanhua sobbed and said, "Brother Xiangzi, I really can't bear to let you go. I will miss you."

Fu Lanhua's words immediately made Ying Xiang feel relieved. He had been frightened just now, thinking that his words had hurt Lanhua's self-esteem. Fu Lanhua's hug made him breathless. He opened Lanhua's arm and said to Lanhua

: "Yeah, I'm afraid I'll have to wait three or four years before we see each other again after I leave. I'll miss you too."

"Really?"

"Um."

Fu Lanhua stood up and took out a four-inch black and white photo from her pocket. Her pink face was a bit shy. She looked at Ying Xiang and said, "This is my photo. If you want, I can take a look." Ying Xiang

Reaching out happily to receive it,

Fu Lanhua hurriedly pulled back, and continued: "You are not allowed to let others see it, and you are not allowed to let others know about our affairs, including my uncle and aunt. If I find out that you are not keeping secrets, I will ignore you in the future.

.”

"Yes! I promise to keep the secret and never betray Comrade Fu Lanhua." Ying Xiang stood at attention as if taking an oath, then opened his hands and waited for Fu Lanhua to hand the photo to him.

Lanhua giggled, put the photo gently on Ying Xiang's hand and turned to leave. The moment she turned back, she saw Ying Xiang casually put the photo into the pocket below, and she suddenly blamed him unhappily.

: "You just stuffed the photo into your pocket so casually? What if it gets folded?"

Ying Xiang realized his carelessness, quickly took it out again, put it back into his coat pocket, then patted the pocket and said, "I'm sorry, I will put the photo in my diary when I get home. I will keep it well."

"That's pretty much it." Fu Lanhua glanced at him and asked, "Don't you have anything to leave me as a souvenir?"

Only then did Ying Xiang think about it, but he was unprepared. He was in a hurry when he went out, and he didn't expect such a drama. When Fu Lanhua asked, he felt caught off guard and seemed very embarrassed and passive. He quickly touched

I touched my pockets and found that I didn't have anything worth keeping as a souvenir.

He just found a pen from his jacket pocket. He bought it from a department store when he was in junior high school. He has been using it to this day and has been carrying it in his jacket pocket. He wanted to give it to Lanhua

He wanted to keep it as a souvenir, but he felt it was too shabby. He had to say, "Why don't I give you a souvenir before I get home."

Fu Lanhua snatched the pen from his hand and said, "Silly, I don't want anything but this, and I'll use it to write a letter to you."

Ying Xiang grinned and said, "I won't write to you every day for fear of delaying your study. Can I write one letter a week?"

When Lanhua heard this, she shook her head and said, "Don't worry, you must not write to me. I will just write to you."

"Then how do you know about my situation in the army?"

"I will ask my uncle and aunt."

"What...what if I want to have a private chat with you?"

Lan Hua was right, but she just didn't want her family and others to know about her and Ying Xiang. She was afraid there would be gossip that she secretly fell in love at a young age; she was afraid she would be scolded by her parents and teachers, and

She was ridiculed by her classmates, saying that she was not doing her job properly, was frivolous, etc. In short, she was not the kind of girl who was too casual or too open-minded. The rural girl's own habits of shame and honor still occupied most of her soul.

However, how should we solve what Ying Xiang said? The two of them thought about it, racking their brains, trying to find a perfect solution. Suddenly, Fu Lanhua thought of something, and she said to Ying Xiang: "I have a good way.

, not only can we understand each other's situation, and if you have anything to say, you can boldly say it in the letter, but also make my parents feel happy or feel that you care about them."

"Lanhua, what are you talking about? My uncle and aunt have always been like a son to me. Do I care about them? What do you think?" Ying Xiang caught the gap in her words.

Fu Lanhua admitted: "My metaphor is inappropriate. What I mean is that this method can show your concern and filial piety to my father and mother, and they will be very happy."

Ying Xiang asked: "After talking for so long, what method should we use?"

Fu Lanhua said: "It's very simple. Every time you write a letter, write my dad's name as the recipient on the envelope. In addition to the words for the old man in the envelope, wouldn't it be enough to put the words you wrote for me in it? Let's communicate like this.

, ensuring that the gods and ghosts are not aware of it, and it is foolproof.”

"Hey, you are such a cunning little girl. Why didn't I think of this? This is a great idea!"

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A flute sounded, and Ying Xiang joined the army and left. He and his fellow recruits left in a tin cargo truck. At that time, he held the narrow window and tried his best to look out. He saw his parents and Fu Lanhua holding hands together.

Holding on to the railing of the station, they were waving goodbye to him. He could almost see Orchid's tears flashing in his eyes. He shouted his last words to them: "Wait for my letter!"

Sure enough, more than ten days later, Fu Lanhua received the first letter from Ying Xiang. According to the prior agreement, the recipient column on the cover said: Uncle Fu Liguo. The envelope contained two folded letterheads, one for Pay.

Questions about founding a country and Lu Chunji

The other Fu Lanhua had already secretly put it in her pocket, and introduced him to his life and training in the army. After she finished reading the letter to her parents, she quietly hid in her room and started to watch Ying Xiang.

He whispered to her.

She unfolded the letter paper, and the familiar lines of handwriting came into view. The letter was not long, but the words were full of feelings and longing for their separation:

Orchid: It’s been a good time recently, and we see each other as if we were seeing you face to face. In the blink of an eye, we have been separated for nearly half a month, and I miss you very much.

I remember when we were leaving, you and your parents followed the farewell crowd to the station. I could see clearly that the lines of shallow footprints were covered with a thick layer of dust by the remnants of firecrackers.

With the tinny drum beat, when I saw you waving goodbye and turning around sadly, my eyebrows suddenly burned.

With tears in our eyes, we miss each other. Have you ever remembered this sentence: Dark eyebrows are locked, staring drunkenly at the autumn water, falling flowers are boundless, flying flowers are mourning, grass is dyed with frost, pillow is green, the shadow of the heart of the water is far away, facing the setting sun, reflected in the beautiful window. We

I am not like the ancients, but I love winter, summer, spring and autumn. I am not stained by the coolness of flowers. I still miss the colorful flowers of spring. I write about the coldness of the years. I look forward to happiness and do not complain about separation. In the depths of time, we still smile towards the warmth.

When I put on my military uniform and walked all the way into the military journey, I felt extremely honored and honored. I saw a lot, knew and understood a lot, and felt a lot at the same time. Orchid, I hope you also understand that although we are separated by thousands of rivers and mountains today,

, but that true love will bind us tightly

Together, I believe that you and I will be together for the rest of our lives. We can't spend time together for the time being, or spend the night with you. There is a saying: love reaches the end of the world and looks to the other side, but love has a long road in life. It is not love to support each other even if it is ordinary.

Interpretation: when love is deep, it is speechless; when love is strong, it is attachment.

I walked on the train and saw what I saw along the way. I really want to share it with you. Through the train window, I really appreciated and felt how vast the motherland is, the beautiful mountain peaks, the clear rivers and streams.

, the beautiful scenery is indescribable; I like the misty rain in the South, the turbulent sea, the quiet and deep forest paths... After I settle down, I will definitely take photos and send them back to you.

Orchid, don’t think about it right now. Your biggest task is to complete your studies with peace of mind and meticulousness. When my four-year family vacation comes, I will definitely report my outstanding performance in the army.

My best regards! Ying Xiang. A certain year, a certain month, a certain day.
Chapter completed!