The photo is the first time she and Han Jue have traveled, and Han Jue is courting her at that time.

It is said that it is a pursuit, but it is not clear. Because during that time, he was always there for her, and she was happy to take him everywhere she went—in the name of a friend.

She and Han Jue met at a certain banquet, he helped her avoid embarrassment, she recognized Han Jue who stirred up a storm and then faded out of the public eye, out of gratitude and curiosity, even if Han Jue's tone was extremely angry, she also talked to him. After seeing the other party's will to die, he also advised that it would hurt.

She thought that the two would never cross paths again, but in the next few large drinking parties, they met frequently.

She was looking for a chance to perform, and Han Jue was just standing there, wandering around, not talking to anyone, her eyes were stiff, like a hunter seeking prey, always scaring people away. Occasionally, a woman like her who was invited by the organizer to liven up the atmosphere came to him, coveting his fame with a little residual heat, and Han Jue would only rudely tell the other party to get out of the way and stay away from him.

It was probably the fourth chance encounter, and she finally walked over and asked Han Jue what he was here for.

Maybe it's because Han Jue still remembers her, so when talking to her, his attitude is not terrible, nor is it bad. Han Jue said that he came here to see if he could make friends, but it didn't seem to work.

She remembered what the two had talked about when they first met—that he was going to find a friend to collect his body. At the same time, I was stunned, but I also felt a little funny, how could anyone make friends in such a clumsy way, and for this reason.

She smiled and said to Han Jue, you couldn't believe me to collect your body before, then we can try to be friends first, meeting so many times is also a kind of fate, and I have many friends, if you want to make a few more friends, I can introduce some to you.

Han Jue frowned and said, I have never been friends with women.

She said, it doesn't matter, I can teach you.

After that, they exchanged contact details and no longer just met at a cocktail party.

"A friend told you to come out to play, and you have to come out right away. ”

"A friend has met a good thing, you want to celebrate with a treat. Do you know what I like to eat?"

"If a friend is in a bad mood, you need to comfort him. Bring the wine. ”

"I'm going to meet a producer later, and if I don't come back in fifteen minutes, you're going to pick me up. It's up to you. ”

"I told you what happened to me today, and you told you about yours. ”

"This dude is chasing me, I hate him. When we talk, you'll come with the flowers. Don't hit people! By the way, ask for roses. ”

"Friend, I can't sleep. Chat with me. ”

"Say 'good night' after chatting at night!"

“......”

There are some things that are undoubtedly beyond the scope of friends, and she didn't remind them, but let the boundaries blur little by little, and still in the name of a friend, she took Han Jue to many places, taught him to do a lot of things, and took him to meet many people.

Gradually, like a stubborn stone, even if she didn't have to take the initiative to call him, Han Jue would consciously follow her everywhere, worrying that every time she went out, she always helped her block all the eyes she didn't like in front of the crowd. He began to share with her everything in his life, and began to ask her if she had eaten properly. When she can't sleep, no matter what time she calls, he will pick up. After making the call, he must have waited for her to take the initiative to hang up......

Others asked her if she was with Han Jue, and she just smiled and asked Han Jue, hey, what do you say?

Han Jue just smiled at a loss, only she could be seen in his eyes, and there was no one else.

"Ding—"

The sound of the mobile phone suddenly interrupted Weng Nanxi's memories.

She took her phone and looked at it, and as expected, the news came from the comedy artist suitor.

[Friend, I can't sleep. He said.

Weng Nanxi looked at the news in a daze.

In addition to work matters, in order to avoid ambiguity, she has rarely replied to the opposite sex late at night in the past two years. But the moment she saw the message, she actually wanted to reply.

Now that she has the ability and weapons to protect herself, she no longer has to endure nausea and cautiously deal with everyone who surrounds her like she did when she was younger, and she no longer needs to seek the protection of one powerful person after another in fear, and she does not dare to climb upwards without stopping. None of them are needed.

She has the money and the power. Therefore, her criteria when seeking a partner have become extremely simple - just make her feel that the other person loves her.

Regarding love, Weng Nanxi can name several definitions, which are adapted to different scenarios and different degrees. But looking back on her past, she really experienced the feeling of being loved, and only that time.

The only time I felt loved was from Han Jue.

When she went to look for the suitors according to the standards that Han Jue treated her in the past and the feeling that Han Jue gave her in the past, she found that no one was like him.

No one is like him.

Last year, when I listened to the song "Under Mt. Fuji" on Mt. Fuji, he told her not to dwell on the past, and he told her not to let memories become burdens.

But how can remorseful memories not turn into a burden. When she thinks back on the past, how much regret she feels in her heart, how difficult it is to move forward.

She can do it without disturbing him and Zhang Yiman, and not intersecting with him again, but she can't throw away her memories.

So when someone who could remind her of Han Jue appeared, she hesitated. Even knowing that she was deceiving herself, she had a feeling that she was re-experiencing the past. It seems that as long as she treats the messages on the other side of the screen, she can make up for her past regrets.

Weng Nanxi picked up his phone and hesitated to enter the message.

typed a few words, and was hesitating whether to send it, Weng Yao suddenly knocked on the door.

Weng Nanxi was frightened and covered her phone.

"Sister, do you want to eat fruit? Weng Yao shouted outside the door.

Weng Nanxi said: "No. ”

"Then I'll go to sleep first. You should also rest early, the script is not in a hurry, you can read it again tomorrow. ”

"Got it. ”

Weng Nanxi exhaled.

Touching the scene was interrupted like this, and his mood suddenly calmed down.

Weng Nanxi put his phone aside, put away the photos, and then took the script, intending to read the script first.

I read a few pages of the script while eating. The opening scene is a woman named Du Xiaobai, who participated in the memorial day of her lover who died unexpectedly while climbing the mountain, and then went to her lover's home and found a high school graduation commemorative book. Wrote down the old site of his lover in the commemorative book, and Du Xiaobai sent a letter to this old site.

The person who received this letter was indeed Tang Jingshu, but it was a woman with the same name and surname as Du Xiaobai's deceased fiancé. The female Tang Jingshu received this inexplicable letter, and couldn't figure out who [Du Xiaobai] was for a long time, so she struggled all night, and finally replied. After Du Xiaobai received the letter, he ran to his good friend Qiu Ye's studio. After being asked a lot of trivial questions in life by Qiu Ye as usual, Du Xiaobai eagerly said that he sent a letter and received a letter.

Qiu Ye said aggrievedly, although I confessed to you one step late Ah Shu, and I haven't shown it for so many years, I am very serious about this feeling. If you haven't accepted me yet, I'm not in a hurry, I can wait as long as I want, you just want to reject me, don't reject me for such an unscientific reason.

Du Xiaobai explained shyly and panickedly, saying that she really received a reply from Ah Shu. She wrote the letter that said, "I'm fine, too, but I have a cold. Qiu Ye angrily thought it was a prank, and said, if it was Ah Shu's kid, he would definitely write to let me take good care of you, so this is definitely not Ah Shu.

Du Xiaobai still regards the other side as a deceased husband, and plans to use these letters to send his thoughts. Even if Qiu Ye asked her how long she hadn't been out and if she wanted to go out for a walk and see the sunshine, she chose to stay at home on the grounds that she wanted to receive letters. Qiu Ye didn't want Du Xiaobai to be deceived by the liar, so he sent a letter to Du Xiaobai without telling him, asking the other party to prove that it was Tang Jingshu. A few days later, the other party sent a copy of the ID card, and Qiu Ye and Du Xiaobai learned that the person receiving the letter was not a prank, but a coincidence with the same name and surname as his friend Tang Jingshu.

Qiu Ye found out the truth and was very happy, but Du Xiaobai was extremely disappointed, feeling that he had been forcibly woken up from a sweet dream, and he had no way to place his thoughts on his deceased husband. Qiu Ye was not angry about this, he seriously expressed his worries to Du Xiaobai, he said that since Ah Shu left, Du Xiaobai has not met new friends, and the industry has resigned for a long time, and his interests and hobbies have been completely lost, and he is often stunned, forgetful, motionless, and does not eat in time, so she is really worried.

"There are still many beautiful things in this world, and Ah Shu must also hope that you can regain your happiness. Qiu Ye, who said this, was going to take Du Xiaobai out of the house, and according to the address on the letterhead, he went to see this woman with the same name and surname as Ah Shu......

So far, Weng Nanxi feels that "Love Letter" is quite ordinary. Because I have seen the list of actors, I know that the heroine of this movie plays two roles, which is similar to the movie she made the year before last, and the effect is similar to the [control variable] in the experiment, and it explores things outside the skin. And most of the inside, there will be a hidden tragedy in which the substitute discovers that it is a [substitute].

She guessed that the core of this story should be to tell the story of Du Xiaobai's exploration of her deceased husband's past and finally being redeemed and healed. But the director is Han Jue, who filmed "Black Mirror", and it's hard to say what the ending will be. It is also possible that Du Xiaobai will not be able to come out of despair after finally discovering that he is a substitute, causing a tragedy.

Weng Nanxi only saw this before taking a bath.

She added wine to her glass, then flipped through the script and continued reading.

........................

Since Tang Jingshu received the letters from Du Xiaobai one after another, he has been thinking about who this Du Xiaobai is and whether he has seen it somewhere, but after thinking about it for a long time, he has no clue, so he can only regard this as a prank.

The other party first cared about her cold, with cold medicine, and then wrote some literary sentences that were sad and sad, and suddenly one day, this Du Xiaobai asked her to show evidence that she was Tang Jingshu.

The more Tang Jingshu thought about it, the more inexplicable he felt, so he sent a copy of his ID card and left a message, asking the other party not to send another letter.

The other party really stopped sending it.

Tang Jingshu's days returned to their usual pace, but the cold has not been good, she didn't dare to take Du Xiaobai's cold medicine, and she didn't want to go to the hospital, she only relied on her youth and wanted to fight through it. When it really doesn't work, just go to the hospital again.

Even if her mother reminded her, she didn't think that a cold would turn into pneumonia so easily, and finally die like her father.

"If a person dies, it is easy to be forgotten. "When my mother mentions my father, she always has this attitude. In life, she does live like she forgot her dead husband. Whether it is raising a family, dealing with foreign countries, or taking care of the elderly in the family, my mother is well organized by herself.

Recently, I even picked a new house and prepared to move from my ancestral home. But the grandfather, who lived in the ancestral house, refused to move away at all, and always said that there were precious memories here. Like an old stubborn.

She also wanted to see what her new home looked like, but halfway through, she was kicked out of the car by her mother and asked her to hurry to the hospital.

Tang Jingshu felt that his mother was making a big fuss, but in the spirit of coming and coming, he still registered and waited to see a doctor. After a brief visit to the doctor, when I got home, I passed by the mailbox and found a letter inside.

It was written by the same person named Du Xiaobai again. Fortunately, the other party explained in the letter, saying that the Tang Jingshu she knew was not the female Tang Jingshu who received the letter now.

Tang Jingshu, who understood what was going on,

As letters come and go, they are like keys to open memories. Those days in high school came out like a movie.

Since her first day of high school, she has been troubled by a boy with the same name and surname as her. This troubled lasted for an entire high school. Outsiders may think that having a classmate of the opposite sex with the same name and surname will make life as much more interesting as TV, but in fact it is not. Because of the embarrassment, the two of them always avoid talking and gossiping about being too close. Even when he was co-elected as a library manager, they rarely communicated, and he never even worked, just stood by the window and read books, and sometimes added chaos to her work, such as borrowing a bunch of unpopular books when borrowing, and using his name on the library card slip to grab a place.

And after the exam, looking at the scores on the test paper, she was so shocked that she almost cried, but it turned out that the test paper in her hand was not hers at all. She went to him to change the test paper, and he had already scribbled on the test paper, and he was still struggling to change it, but he actually got the answer right. In short, the character is extremely bad. Silent and silent, when he doesn't get along well with his classmates, he likes to use violence to solve problems. Even when a beautiful girl confessed to him, he ruthlessly and cruelly rejected the other party, and he didn't know how to be gentle at all.

I broke my leg in a car accident, but I was still dragging my leg on the day of the sports day, and appeared on the side of the track, and when the race started, I fell to the ground without running a few steps, and finally was comically carried down......

In short, the more the letter was written, the more memories of him kept popping up.

Du Xiaobai asked Tang Jingshu to take a few photos of the runway, she ran to her alma mater, and while she was shooting, she met the teacher who had taught her, and then was taken to the school library where she and the male Tang Jingshu once worked. There were students in the library sorting out the books, and when they heard that her name was Tang Jingshu, they were all very excited. It turned out that when they were sorting out the books, they discovered the bad taste that the male Tang Jingshu had left behind - writing his name on the library card of unpopular books.

Tang Jingshu listened to the laughter of the students, looked at the three words [Tang Jingshu] on the card, and felt that he was so close to the memory. She explained to the students that it was not her who wrote the card, but another boy. The schoolgirls shouted romance after listening. Tang Jingshu was so depressed that he couldn't do it. I complained in my heart that the guy knew the news of Tang Jingshu who tortured her, and even after many years, it caused her trouble.

Before leaving, she talked to the teacher about the troublesome male Tang Jingshu.

Then, unexpectedly, she heard about him. One is from two years ago and can no longer be updated.

He's dead.

The male Tang Jingshu died in a mountain disaster two years ago.

This message is like breaking the key to the door of memory. Her condition suddenly worsened, and when she was home that night, she fainted.

This frightened the mother and grandfather at home, but the snow was extremely heavy, and the ambulance could not arrive in time. vowed not to let the child's father repeat itself on Tang Jingshu.

In the end, Tang Jingshu was sent to the hospital in time and saved his life.

After recovering from her illness, she wrote her last letter to Du Xiaobai, which contained the last old memories of the male Tang Jingshu.

At that time, because of the death of her father, she was taking care of her mother, who was too sad and depressed, and the male Tang Jingshu suddenly visited her home. When she and he met each other, they wondered why they weren't in school. The other party didn't answer, just stuffed her with a book and asked her to help return it to the library. After knowing that someone in her family had died, as if to comfort her, he uncharacteristically gentle. She felt novel and a little happy, and was thinking about whether to change her attitude towards him in the new semester, but learned that he had transferred to another school.

After the letter was sent to Du Xiaobai, Du Xiaobai also replied to the last letter. After thanking her, Du Xiaobai added a sentence at the end of the letter: "Is the name on the library card really his name?"

Tang Jingshu was puzzled, and the door of the house was suddenly ringed.

It's a library girl I met when I went to school to take pictures before. They came in groups and brought a book with them. When Tang Jingshu saw this book, he immediately thought that this was the book that the other party asked her to help return when he and the male Tang Jingshu met for the last time.

The school asked her to take out her library card and look at it.

She took it out. The first line on the card is still the familiar name, [Tang Jingshu].

Before he had time to reprimand him in his heart for being a prankster, the schoolgirls reminded softly: "Back, look at the back." ”

Tang Jingshu flipped the library card to the back.

She froze.

On the back of the library card, a young schoolgirl is drawn. This schoolgirl, it's exactly her.

She instantly understood what Du Xiaobai said in the letter [Is the name on the library card really his name?], understood why that person wrote so many names on the library card, understood why he glared at her angrily after the girl who introduced her to the past refused fiercely, understood why he always fought with those people, understood that after the exam, she waited for his arrival in the bicycle shed until the evening, and he came over very late, and understood why he always loved to bully her......

She got it all, but what's the use?

Tang Jingshu's nose was sour, and he smiled embarrassedly in front of the students, but found that no matter how much he laughed, he couldn't hide the sourness in his heart. She stopped laughing. She held the book to her chest, her eyes red, and her gaze looked at the mountains in the distance.

........................

Weng Nanxi took a deep breath.

At some point, my vision blurred.

She has long passed the age of shedding tears for love stories, and after studying hundreds of love movies, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is hard-hearted.

But now, the tears are just flowing uncontrollably.

She has never been so thoroughly aware of the character's thoughts and thoughts, and understood the director's intentions and thoughts as she does now.

In the story, Tang Jingshu followed the letters one after another, turned out the memories of the past, and finally a painting on the library card, which made her suddenly understand the feelings that were not sure whether it was love or not, so she quietly slipped by.

It's the same with her. As Han Jue sang one song after another, more and more memories she thought she had forgotten resurfaced in her heart. After knowing the content of the suicide note, she finally admitted her failure and sadness, admitted that she was really sincere, and the feelings that she ignored at the beginning gathered into her heart bit by bit. Since then, those memories that she thought were extremely bad and angry when she thought about them suddenly took on a new meaning.

It's a pity that even if she fits the role again, she can't stand on the stage.

It's like Tang Jingshu in the story, and he can't do anything about the missed feelings. She was too late.

Ever since she vowed to climb to the heights, she never really felt pity in her life, no matter what she missed or abandoned, who took a detour or who didn't have time to meet, who lost something precious, or didn't get something. I won't waste time regretting or chagrin.

At that time, Han Jue was like a wrong-sized coat to her. She really had the warmth, but she didn't like it for not being beautiful enough, not fitting enough. But many years later, when she had a lot of gorgeous clothes, she never had the chance to feel the warmth she had at the beginning.

She realized in hindsight what real remorse and chagrin were like.

Weng Nanxi looked at the photo on the desk where she was smiling at him, stunned. It wasn't until the coldness of the tears on her face that she woke up, she rubbed her eyes, looked out the window at the fading sky, and found herself sitting in the study all night.

Looking back at the potted plant next to the photo, he stroked the broad leaves and whispered in a nasal voice, "Don't tell anyone about it." ”

Plants can't answer human questions. Weng Nanxi controlled the leaves and swung them up and down, imitating humans and nodding, feeling that he was in a better mood.

She doesn't raise animals at home, first, because she thinks that animals make a mess of her home, second, she doesn't have the time to wipe their feces and urine, and third, she doesn't want to respond to the feelings of being unconditionally trusted, so she can't bear it, and she doesn't want to bear it.

It is much more convenient to raise plants, the green wavelength relieves eye fatigue, produces oxygen during the day, and can also act as a tree hole when bored.

Weng Nanxi got up and moved the potted plant to the window. A crack opened in the window, and the wind slipped in, and the flowers and leaves swayed like living creatures.

Weng Nanxi remembered the other plants in the house. They are taken care of by her cousin, and she is relieved. The happy tree at the door felt that it had grown a lot taller.

Thinking of the tree of happiness, Weng Nanxi remembered the original intention of buying it. Because I was annoyed that I missed the suicide note, many things were completely lost, so when I bought a potted plant, I bought a happy tree and put it outside the door as a mailbox.

Mailbox.

Reception.

Weng Nanxi's fingertips rubbing the script suddenly stopped.

Probably because he had just finished reading the script of a letter exchange, Weng Nanxi suddenly wanted to look at his mailbox. She had a hunch that something might be waiting for her there.

Weng Nanxi walked out of the study and came to the door. When I opened the door, the Tree of Happiness stood quietly.

Weng Nanxi felt that his heartbeat began to increase in frequency, and he didn't know if it was a warning from his body after the night, or if he was expecting something. She pushed the pot of the Tree of Happiness diagonally down, revealing a space at the bottom. She reached out and touched it quickly.

Nothing was touched.

When I touched it again, the ground was empty, and there was nothing attached to the bottom of the pot.

Weng Nanxi felt regretful, and as soon as his hand withdrew, the raised part of the flower pot fell to the ground suddenly, making a "bang" sound.

Weng Nanxi smiled tiredly and patted the dust on his hands.

What was I expecting?

There was a burst of footsteps in the room behind him, and it was my cousin who heard the movement of the flower pot and ran out.

"Sister?" Weng Yao asked from a distance. The sky was not yet bright in the early morning, and after the curtains were drawn in the house, it was no different from late at night.

Weng Nanxi turned on the light in the hallway, closed the door, and walked in.

"Sister, what were you doing just now?" Weng Yao saw the person clearly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nothing. See if there is a letter. Weng Nanxi said.

Weng Yao just wanted to say something, but suddenly found that his cousin's face didn't seem to be right, and her eyes were slightly swollen, as if she had just cried.

"Sister, have you been up all night?" Weng Yao complained: "You are the owner of skin care products." My boss's skin is not good, how can the product be sold. ”

Weng Nanxi smiled and said, "You go and make breakfast." ”

"So early?"

"I'm out at seven. There is still an hour, so I will talk to you briefly about the script first. ”

"I'll go right away. After Weng Yao nodded, he asked tentatively: "Sister, how do you feel about the script?"

Weng Nanxi was silent for a moment and said, "It's a classic. You're in luck. ”

Weng Yao smiled happily.

"Don't be happy too soon," Weng Nanxi said, "it's a good thing, but it's also a pressure."

"If you do well this time, before you meet the next classic project, the image of the girl Tang Jingshu will stay with you for a long time. If you don't perform it well, the classic is still a classic, but you will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever, and then spend your whole life annoying why you didn't play it well in the first place. ”

Weng Yao immediately became honest and looked at Weng Nanxi for help.

Weng Nanxi asked Weng Yao to hurry up and make breakfast, and then talk after eating.

Leaving her cousin in the kitchen to make breakfast, Weng Nanxi returned to the study. It's almost six o'clock. The phone screen is still stuck in the chat app, and the message that hasn't been sent is still there. Weng Nanxi looked at the content posted by the other party, and after a few seconds, she deleted these words, not only deleting the words, but also deleting the other party.

No one can be a substitute for whom.

The past is gone.

Weng Nanxi no longer tried to fight the memories.

Those memories of getting along with Han Jue are her precious treasures. No one can replace it.

Whether she will be able to meet another person who loves her in the future, she doesn't know. If you do, that's fine, if you don't, it's okay.

At least someone who has loved her wholeheartedly, she is lucky enough.