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Although Wu Qiyu couldn't see the old man, she still said in the direction where the voice came from.

"Yes, we'll help!"

Yang Kai said with a serious face.

"Alas," said a long sigh, and the old man finally spoke, "I just can't let go." ”

"Can't let go of what?" Hu Meili asked, she was closest to the old man, but she couldn't see anything.

"I ...... I just want to know, what is written in her letter? ”

It turned out that there was one thing that the old man couldn't let go. He and his wife were both born in a feudal family, and the union between the two was because of the orders of their parents and the words of the matchmaker, and they had no feelings for each other, and they had never even met before.

The two personalities of the husband and wife have always been at odds, and for more than 80 years of marriage, they have always been noisy and quarrelsome.

In the words of the old man, the old man is an orthodox Chinese man who grew up reading the Four Books and Five Classics, and his thinking is relatively restrained; As for her, she grew up drinking foreign ink, like a monkey, and is completely unconstrained by feudal etiquette. They never agreed on how things should be done.

"Eighty years, wow, what a romance." Hu Meimei's eyes were full of stars at this time, and even her eyes were a little red.

"What's so romantic, my wife and I have been arguing for 80 years." The old man let out a sigh.

You looked at the old man and asked, "Uncle, is it Mrs. Ling that you can't let go?" ”

The old man shook his head: "I can't let go of that old woman, she is hard!" ”

"Who can't you let go? Could it be that there is also a mistress? As soon as Yang Kai said this, he suddenly found that several girls around him were glaring at him with a kind of murderous gaze, hurriedly shrank their heads, and sneered, "Sorry, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue." ”

"Because we have been arguing, she has divorced me several times, but I am stubborn and refuse. Later, the old woman and I made a pact with each other that every ten years, we would write a letter to each other, and write all the complaints about each other into the letter, and one day, whoever left first would open the letter. Although I am dead, I still have those letters in my heart, and I just want to know how much these old women complain about me. ”

Hearing this, you suddenly understand that in fact, the old man's illness is not those letters, but his wife who has been with him for 80 years.

Yes?

Why are the glasses hot again?

Damn, it's so hot, it's hot and sweating......

You boys don't look over your head, pretend to wipe your sweat, and quietly wipe the tears from your eyes.

"Uncle, do you want to see those letters?"

"Hmm." The old man nodded.

"Where is the faith? I'm going to get it for you now. Yang Kai hurriedly stood up, this kid's eyes were the most red.

"I can't see it, it's all burning. A fire burned down half of my house, and what I wrote to her, and what she wrote to me, all burned, alas, ......"

Sighing seems to have become a habit of the old man, and it seems that he has been sighing for the past eighty years, perhaps for the sake of trivial matters, or perhaps because of what he considers to be an unhappy marriage.

"You still need to tie the bell to the bell, uncle, I think you should go back and meet her well, finish what you want to say, and let go of all the regrets and entanglements, only in this way, in the next life, can you continue the frontier."

"Come, afterlife?" The old man was stunned for a moment, he obviously had never thought about this, and hurriedly floated in front of Wu Qiyu and asked, "Is there really an afterlife?" ”

"Theoretically, there should be." You walked up to the old man, "Still, we're not sure if you'll be together in the next life, but at least we can't leave any regrets in this life, can we?" ”

When I heard you say this, Wu Qiyu next to me looked up at you, with an impenetrable glow in his water-cut eyes.

You finally persuaded the old man, and it was not too early at this time, you and Wu Qiyu took over the matter, and the rest of them left for the school dormitory.

Wu Qiyu drove the car, you and Lin Panxia sat in the passenger seat, this little girl has been very sticky to you, holding your arm with both hands, and saying something with a smile.

The old man sat in the passenger seat, looked at Wu Qixuan for a while, looked at you for a while, and then looked at Lin Panxia, scratching his head a little puzzled, obviously he hadn't figured out the relationship between the three of you yet.

However, after all, the old man is a person who has come over, and he didn't say anything, as Wu Qixuan said before, the bell still needs to be tied to the bell, and there are some things that can only be solved by the parties concerned, and outsiders can only look at it, remind or something, or forget it.

The old man's residence is not far from No. 72 Baojia Street, about ten minutes by car.

This is an old residential area, the houses are all detached, and the styles are all common Ming and Qing dynasty buildings in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, when he arrived, the old man was wandering in front of his house.

"Uncle, why don't you go in?"

"I ...... I can't get in. ”

"Why can't you get in?" Seeing the old man's cramped expression, you can't help but be a little amused. After 80 years of getting along with each other, the old man still can't face his wife calmly.

"Who's outside?"

At this time, a hoarse voice came from inside the room. You and Wu Qiyu glanced at each other, obviously they didn't expect the old man in the room to hear so well.

"Grandma, hello, we are from the Detective Agency of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University, and we have something to do with you."

"Oh, come on."

A short time later, the door opened, and an old woman with gray temples came out with a cane.

She glanced at you and Wu Qiyu and asked, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"Grandma, we learned from one place that you and your husband often quarreled when they were young, and later you agreed with each other that every ten years you would write a letter to each other, write all the complaints against each other, and then hide them, and then take them out and read them when one of them leaves first. Isn't that so? ”

The old woman nodded: "That's right, it's a pity that the old thing didn't live long enough, and he left before he could write the last letter." Baby, you ...... Who did you know about it? ”

When the old woman said this, her eyes deliberately looked around a few times, but she found nothing.

You glanced at the old man beside you, smiled and said, "I learned from one of your relatives, we ......"

"We want to see those letters, can we?" Wu Qiyu suddenly interrupted you and added.

You look at her in amazement, and you don't quite understand what she meant.