Holding the pen and writing "Little Boy", Zhao Xia thought about it and crossed it out. She wrote "My Husband" again. This time she hesitated for a long time, but she still crossed it out. Zhao Xia sighed, that is, writing a letter, why is it so difficult to even call the beginning?

Several other people in the dormitory were reading books or sleeping. Zhao Xia suddenly recalled Jing Jian. When she went home this time, the feeling that this little husband gave herself seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze, and it was vague and difficult to see clearly, especially the last night.

Finally making up his mind, Zhao Xia wrote: "I love you little kid, hello!" After writing this sentence, Zhao Xia's face turned slightly red.

"I just arrived at the school and the school will start tomorrow. The one hundred you gave has been collected. Don't do this in the future, the school will have scholarships. I'm very good, I'll ask you for everything in my family..."

After writing what to explain in one breath, Zhao Xia took a few deep breaths and the topic began to deepen:

"I went to college, and you once went to the battlefield. To say it in the big way, for the modernization of the motherland; to the small way, change your destiny for yourself. Forgive me, maybe women are not so conscious. No one likes the hard days in the countryside, who doesn't yearn for the people in the city? Who is willing to be a farmer? Rousseau once said in "Emile": A person must be able to resolutely abandon that position when his status changes and stand in a life without the mercy of fate. Here, I extend it a little to satisfy our ambitions and pursuits and gain happiness for both of us. Is it because I am content with the status of the situation? If the status cannot be changed, how can we be a human being? How can we be happy?"

"I want to say my heart today."

"I just arrived in the capital that year, and I was not afraid of jokes and was confused. I really couldn't find a word to describe it, but it was blinding. I don't know how to describe the gap between the rich and the poor in my hometown and the capital. In fact, in your words, I also heard that you have your own dreams. Although it is like fairy tales, villas, cars, and foreign travel, there is no electricity in our village? Even if I heard that wiring will be done before the end of the year, will it be electrified with light bulbs?"

"I was touched to me at that time and trembled my whole body. I wonder if you can understand that feeling? I really can't understand it without experience. As the closest you and me, I didn't want to hide it. At that time, I swear to stay in the city and not want to live in the backward rural areas."

"Maybe my mood is a little confused, don't think about it. Since I had agreed at that time, I will be ready to share your life with you. It has not changed until now. But it is not only me to work hard. You are a man, and you should be the one who carries this family. So when you leave, I am very sad and sad about what you say. You seem to have given up and accept your fate. I feel your kindness, but this is not a reason. You should work hard to stay in the city and stay by my side."

"I have a teacher who was in the class after the college entrance examination resumed. After graduation, I found a city wife and divorced the countryside. Also, I have a few classmates around me who were also engaged in the countryside, but they almost all started looking for partners in the city. There are old loves, but not many. Of course, they are all men, so it will be easier to let their wives enter the city in the future. But what should women do? What should they do?"

"Every time I hear such a story, I am very scared, really scared. There are even a few times when I have nightmares. Maybe women are weak by nature, and every time they are afraid, I hope someone will rely on them."

"Maybe I have given you a difficult problem. I don't know how hard you can enter the city. But I think this should not stump you. You can overcome even the fierce enemies, and what difficulties can't be overcome?"

...

"At the end of my letter, I apologize to you. I don't want to deceive you against my will. I like lovers who work hard, and those lazy people who are full of reasons; I like optimistic lovers, and those pessimistic people who are willing to sink; I like lovers who are with me to pursue their dreams, and I can't stand the long-term separation."

"I also promise that I will wait for you, not only until you graduate, but even longer. I hope you won't let me down."

...

Putting down the pen is like putting down a worry. Thinking of Jing Jian, Zhao Xia pursed her lips: If the little kid can really work hard after such stimulation, it would be the best.

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“…The rain is raining, the old hometown is deep,

I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city.

The sound of the shepherd's flute in the suburbs fell in that wild village,

Fate takes root, we…”

Wei Yingzhi finally couldn't help asking: "Your song should be a pieced together with folk songs and pop songs, right?" It always feels unbelievable. This song definitely doesn't match Bel canto, but it doesn't seem to look like a very pure folk song or pop song. It's considered a four-dimensional and seems to be a new type of exploration attempt.

"Can you hear it?" Jing Jian had confidence in Jay Chou. This song is indeed different from the current popularity. If Wei Yingzhi was the so-called defender of orthodox, Jing Jian didn't care; if she was a rebellious person, Jing Jian didn't care. For Jing Jian, the song was only good or not.

"It's quite interesting." Wei Yingzhi smiled and thought about the lyrics. Although it was refreshing to such advanced song types, it was a little uncomfortable. However... it was pleasant to listen to it. Looking at the lyrics and looking at the expression on Jing Jian's face, it felt vaguely. It should be written by Jing Jian, free and confident, it should be sure!

“… Listening to youth, welcoming laughter, which made many envious people,

In history, gentleness refused to write too hard.

Fireworks are easy to cool, personnel are easy to separate,

And you are asking, if I am still serious.

Thousands of years later, after the love of the past few generations, who else is waiting?

But how can history be true? Wei Shu Luoyang City.

If you are following, you have passed by in your previous life,

Follow the world, follow me, wander around for a lifetime..."

Finally finished writing, Wei Yingzhi picked up the pieces of paper, liked them very much, and asked Jing Jianyang, "Can you give it to me?"

Jing Jian laughed silently: "It was written for you." He never thought about getting famous to pick up girls by copying songs. So these popular songs are not considered resources. Since Wei Yingzhi likes it, take it, "You like pop songs, I still have more than 20 tapes here, all Hong Kong and Taiwan singers."

"Ha...this isn't that good?"

"Why should you be polite to the children of the world? You have to borrow your responsibilities. The head teacher's flattery is enough."

"hehe."

...

Turn off the lights and smoke a cigarette. The episode tonight did not affect Jing Jian at all. He went to bed and put on a blanket, closed his eyes and rested.
Chapter completed!