Zheng Xiaowen wrote a reply to Yang Yilin, and she wrote in this reply:

Elin:

The last letter was not intended to be your guess, but you thought about it too much. I want you and me to pursue differences, and there is a huge difference in age, even if I have a heart, I have no chance. You are still young, you have a bright future, and you have a good time, so you can't waste it. You should abandon distractions and concentrate on your career, which is your only goal at the moment!

Remember: the good years can not be mistaken, the time is wasted and regret late! Remember: the years are scattered, and the glory is gathering to show talents!

Friend Xiaowen

1988·4·6·

After Zheng Xiaowen wrote this letter to Yang Yilin, she leaned back in her chair and let out a long breath, and her heart slowly calmed down. She packed the letter and put it aside, eliminated distractions, calmed down, and went about her own business.

Yang Yilin has been looking forward to this reply. He had been looking forward to it for three days, and on Saturday, he finally came to a letter that was so unpleasant to him. After reading this letter, he was not only disappointed, he was going crazy!

In the bedroom where no one was looking, he beat his chest and cried and asked, "Why? Why is this? Why is this!!!Xiaowen, she obviously likes me and loves me, but why does she hide and not see me?! Why did she write this letter against her will?! God, why don't you open your eyes and help me......

Yang Yilin looked at the reply that Zheng Xiaowen wrote to him, he fell into painful despair, and his cry rose and fell with the ups and downs of his inner feelings......

Yang Yilin looked at the text on the letter again, he was still crying, and he was shouting in a voice: "God! I want a career, I want love! Career is my body, love is my soul, without a soul, what do I want this walking corpse for?!"

"Xiaowen!Xiaowen!You have entered my life, do you know?! Since you have become a part of my life, I can't live without you! You persuaded me to concentrate on my career, I lost you, the root of my life, and the flower of my life is destined to wither! How can I do anything?!"

“……”

Yang Yilin was tired of crying and shouting, he lay down on the bed and sobbed and quieted down. He calmed down, picked up the letter and read it again, and suddenly, he locked his gaze on 'even if he had a heart, but he had no chance'.

At this moment, Yang Yilin, who had lost his mind, had no intention of understanding the overall content of the letter, and the literal nature of these eight words alone triggered his impulses and tears, and he couldn't help crying again: "Why?!Why is this?!" He immediately took the paper and pen, and cried and wrote on the letterhead:

Why do you have a heart but you don't have a chance? The boy can't help but cry!

Bow your head and shout to the yellow ground! Raise your head and beat your chest and call out to the sky!

Oh my God, why?!, why??!!

After Yang Yilin finished writing his letter of pain and despair, crying and crying out in his heart, he was so crying and impulsive that he didn't even know his name to write it, choked up, his hands trembled and he put the letter paper in the envelope, and at the same time he thought in a trance:

Sincerity, gold and stone for the open! I, Yang Yilin's sincerity to Zheng Xiaowen, will definitely move the heavens and the earth! Xiaowen She said, Yang Yilin, I have asked, I will ask straight to the depths of Xiaowen's heart! Straight to the bottom of the water! Xiaowen, she will definitely open her heart to me! I, Yang Yilin, will never give up until this goal is achieved!!

……

Yang Yilin began to read the letter at ten o'clock in the morning, and kept crying, talking, and shouting until twelve o'clock at night, when he fell asleep in a daze.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Yang Yilin opened his eyes and felt that his eyelids were very heavy, his mouth was dry and uncomfortable. He wanted to get up and look at his body: Oh, why didn't I take off my clothes last night, I didn't even cover the quilt? As soon as he sat up, he felt dizzy and headache, and his whole body was sore, and he couldn't sit still and lay down again.

Yang Yilin lay on the bed for a while, and felt that his throat was dry and painful, he licked his lips, and then remembered that he hadn't eaten lunch and dinner yesterday, and said in his heart: Oh, I said why don't I have the strength, plus this morning's meal, I haven't eaten three times in a row, how can I still have the strength!

He barely mustered up his energy to get out of bed and wash, but he only took two steps out of bed before squatting down with his head on his hands. He reached for his watch on the table and said, "Oh, it's almost ten o'clock!"

He got up and went to his aunt's house in a daze, and called the factory to say that he was sick. The aunt wanted to accompany him to the doctor, and he said that it was okay and that he would be fine in a while. He forced his top-heavy body and walked back to his bedroom, where he lay down on the bed, feeling that he had no strength left.

Half an hour later, Yang Yilin heard someone knocking on the door, and he got up and opened the door.

Jiang Feng, who was outside the door, saw Yang Yilin's swollen eyelids, yellow face, and frowning, he asked in surprise: "Director Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Yilin only said weakly: "Uncomfortable......" He hurriedly walked to the bedroom and lay on the bed.

Jiang Feng hurriedly followed and said, "Director Yang, let's go, hurry up, I'll accompany you to the hospital to have a look!"

Yang Yilin shook his hand weakly and said, "No, no, you go get me something to eat, I'll just have some food." There are noodles and eggs in the kitchen, so make them thin and don't be too salty. ”

Jiang Feng hurriedly entered the kitchen, and Yang Yilin washed up vigorously.

Jiang Feng took a bowl of fragrant noodles, entered Yang Yilin's bedroom, and said, "Director Yang, you can taste my cooking skills, it's fragrant, eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good after a while." As he spoke, he placed the bowl on the edge of the table near the bed.

Yang Yilin said: "I'm a little cold, you bring the vinegar, I'll put some vinegar in the bowl, it's good for the body to eat it." ”

Yang Yilin saw that Jiang Feng came over with vinegar, he put a little vinegar in the bowl, picked up the noodles with chopsticks to see, didn't want to eat them, didn't send them to his mouth, and put the chopsticks on the edge of the bowl.

Jiang Feng saw this situation and became anxious: "Director Yang, I think you are really sick, you force this bowl of rice, I will take you to the hospital, or I will go to the factory to call Dr. Luo over!"

Yang Yilin smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, don't look at it, don't call Dr. Luo, it'll be fine in a while." ”

Yang Yilin replied to Jiang Feng's words, and said to himself: I was fine yesterday, how can I have any illness today, isn't it just that I am in a bad mood, isn't it just that I haven't eaten three meals, and after eating later, my heart will relax, and it will be fine.

Yang Yilin thought like this, and he immediately ate the bowl of noodles. After eating, he felt much more comfortable, but his head was still a little dizzy and painful.

Jiang Feng saw that Yang Yilin finally ate a bowl of rice, and he was a little relieved. He said: "Director Yang, you lie down and rest first, I have to reply to Director He, I will go to the factory and come over in a while." ”

Yang Yilin pointed to the key on the table: "You bring it, I won't get up to open the door for you." ”

Jiang Feng was particularly worried about Yang Yilin's heart, and he hurriedly went out.