On an early spring afternoon, the sun was warm, casting a golden glow on the wooden table. Nianhua helped Zhou Lan fill in the envelope, and in English, the address of the Imperial Institute of Technology in Country Y on it was also checked, and it was accurate, and she pasted the stamp again. Zhou Lan said that her handwriting was not good-looking, so she read it and asked Nianhua to help her write it.

A letter was sprinkled densely, and two pieces of letter paper were used, all of which were what Li Qian wanted to say to Han Xian, as a mother, caring about her son is nothing more than whether life is good or not, whether you are hungry and freezing, don't grieve yourself......

Nian Hua breathed a sigh of relief, put down the pen, checked it carefully, and found that there was no problem before putting the letter paper into the envelope. She carefully handed the letter to Zhou Lan, her eyes flashing slightly, "Aunt Lan, I will go to Beijing to study in a while." ”

Zhou Lan was stunned for a moment, and then said to her kindly: "I heard what your Aunt Li said." The school in Shangjing is better than in T City, and it's good to go there. I just can't see you and Xiaoxuan, Auntie, I ......"

"I got used to it slowly. You and Xiao Xuan should be fine. Zhou Lan didn't want to say more, and sighed.

She had promised Han Xian to take care of his mother for him, but now, Nianhua couldn't help but feel sad, "Aunt Lan, why don't you go to Beijing with us?" Ah Hyeon is not here, you are alone. ”

"What do you all think I'm doing?" Zhou Lan patted her hand funny, "Don't worry, I'm fine in T City." If you want to write a letter in the future, if you are not there, I can also find Lao He, and when Ah Xian writes back, I know the phone, and I don't need to write a letter. Auntie knows your mind, but she just went to Beijing. I won't go......"

She looked ahead slowly, the corners of her mouth smiling, but there was too much sadness hidden in her eyes. Compromise, bland...... and many more feelings that can't be understood in the years.

But Nianhua's thoughts flew back to that time, and Zhou Lan was so calm and silent when she saw Han Qi. Shangjing is deep in Zhou Lan's heart, some people, some things, may never be forgotten.

Some people can hold on to their feelings for the rest of their lives. Even if this relationship has no beginning and no ending, even if it was wrong from the beginning. And Zhou Lan is such a person.

Nianhua looked at her and suddenly understood. Aunt Lan is in love and has always loved her.

The time to move did not catch up with the midterm exam, which made Nie Qing and Tuoba Ling envious, and shouted that Nianhua didn't need the exam.

Nianhua actually doesn't have much luggage. Some clothes. The others are books, that's her baby, she can't wait to move the entire bookshelf to Shangjing, and when she worries about the bookshelf, her eyes light up, space.

So she packed most of the books into the space, and a small part in the suitcase. When your fingertips touch a bracelet, this bracelet doesn't look like a bracelet anymore. She used a red rope to weave a circle on it, and she has never removed it until now.

"Xiao Xuan. Have you packed your stuff? Nianhua pushed open the door of Lan Xuan's room, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, frowning and not knowing what he was thinking.

"Xiao Xuan......" she shouted again.

Lan Xuan stood up suddenly, scrambled, "Sister, it'll be fine soon." ”

"But ......" where is it almost well, Nianhua scanned it hesitantly, and it was clear that he hadn't started to clean up yet, "Are you still feeling well, I'll help you." ”

"Sister." Lan Xuan suddenly walked to the door and pushed her without much force, as if he didn't want her to come in. "I promise, I'll pack it up!"

Nianhua went down the stairs with confidence, and deliberately looked back. Since that fight, Lan Xuan has become quiet, according to his previous personality, if he wants to move, he will definitely be alive! Of course, it is not excluded that it is a little boy, who has grown up and has a calm temperament.

Walking to the living room, Li Qian was staring at the old sewing machine in a daze. She remembers that it was a wedding gift from Aunt Li's husband.

Nianhua walked over softly and didn't disturb her. Some hearts are sad, only to boil by yourself. After surviving, you can suddenly open up.

Today is the last day to go to school, Nianhua unexpectedly saw Wen Yingrui, who followed Nie Qing and Tuoba Ling. When I saw her, I asked, "Will you go to Beijing and come back?" ”

Nianhua smiled, "Probably not." ”

Wen Yingrui looked at her deeply, no matter how much reluctance she was, she could only suppress it in her heart, and said with a smile: "Don't forget us, Xiaoqing and I will miss you." ”

Nie Qing glanced at him quickly, and her face flushed.

Tuoba Ling snickered. Wang Xiaohu was displeased, and deliberately stood in front and pushed him aside.

The undercurrent was surging, Nianhua pretended not to see it, and saw that Wang Xiaohu was still dressed in a non-mainstream outfit, which was not as explicit as the last time in the bar, but he was also "full of personality". She smiled slightly: "Are you really planning to carry out the non-mainstream to the end?" ”

"Hmm!" Wang Xiaohu had already made up his mind.

may be about to separate, and there are more words, Nianhua sincerely suggested to him, "Every time you sing someone else's song, after you have gained a little popularity, you should think about writing your own songs and creating a unique style." ”

Wang Xiaohu didn't think about it, "But we won't write." ”

"You can ask someone to write it." With the strength of his family, it is not a problem to hire a lyricist with a lot of money. After all, money can make ghosts grind.

Isn't that guy his squad leader?! Wang Xiaohu has long regarded Nianhua as the military advisor of their Little Tiger team.

"Squad leader, can you give us a model?" Wang Xiaohu is a thief. There's no way, the squad leader is about to go to Beijing, so he has to extort some real skills from her quickly. He believed in Nianhua's abilities, and always thought that there were many hidden and valuable things in her.

"Okay, I'll send it back to you." Nianhua thought for a while, "But I have one condition, Xiaoqing and Ling'er are at school, if you encounter any trouble, I hope you and your brother are not soft persimmons." ”

"No problem, no problem!" Wang Xiaohu patted his chest arrogantly and peeked at Nie Qing. Nian Hua didn't say it, he would do the same.

Wen Yingrui stopped doing it, looked at Wang Xiaohu contemptuously, and then raised a big smile, "Nianhua, and me." With me here, I won't let Xiaoqing and Tuoba Ling suffer a little loss. That non-mainstream Wang Xiaohu has to sing every day, where does he get so much time. ”

As he spoke, he quietly looked at Nianhua, and the smile on her delicate face was quiet and peaceful, and he smiled with satisfaction, and he didn't notice the short episode that was connected.

"The surname is Wen, how do you speak, are you looking for a fight?!" Wang Xiaohu actually didn't like this person for a long time, and he surrounded Xiaoqing every day to be courteous, and he was very dragged, he was afraid that Xiaoqing would be blinded by his appearance. Although he Wang Xiaohu is fierce, he is called a man.

"Wang Xiaohu! Don't bully Yingrui, you want to beat me! Nie Qingte roared domineeringly.

Wang Xiaohu: "......"

The ticket to Beijing was scheduled for more than eight o'clock in the morning, and early in the morning, Huang Haoran was waiting in front of the courtyard, and he also had some luggage at his feet. He also went to Beijing this time, and it is likely that Li Qian will promote him to assistant to the president of the new company. The house he bought was right next door to Li Qian.

"Nianhua, come, give me the luggage!" Nianhua was just about to move the luggage out, Huang Haoran said very proudly, she simply gave him the luggage, happy and relaxed, who would not want to instruct a free and attentive coolie.

At this time, Li Qian came over and said to her: "Nianhua, what about Xiao Xuan, they are all leaving, why haven't you come down yet?" ”

"Oh, I'll take a look." She got up early this morning and was busy packing her things, she really didn't see Lan Xuan, her brother wouldn't still be sleeping and didn't get up, right?

Even if she was going to Shangjing, Li Qian was not reluctant to sell the house, she only brought some of the things inside, and put the rest there. That's it, when Nianhua walked to the living room, he also felt empty, although the house was cleaned and tidy, but because there would be no one to live here in the future, it also seemed a little desolate.

went up to the second floor and knocked on the door, "Xiao Xuan." ”

No one replied.

She knocked on the door again, "Mo Lanxuan? ”

And no one answered.

She turned the doorknob, the door opened, there was no one in the room, the curtains were not opened to block the sun, the quilts on the bed were neatly folded, and Lan Xuan's usual things were neatly placed in place, and they were not put away.

Nianhua's eyes fell on the wooden table beside his bed, where a small white note lay quietly. She suddenly wanted to flee the scene, not wanting to look at the piece of paper.

But she still walked to the side of the bed in three steps and two steps, and reached out tremblingly to pick up the piece of paper, which was Lan Xuan's handwriting, white and black, neat, not dull, but a little cute.

"Sister, Aunt Li, I'm home, don't worry." The signature on the lower right is Mo Lanxuan, and the name is followed by two letters, L and K.

He still remembered his surname Mo, and he still remembered that she was his sister...... Thinking about his anomaly for the past two days, those two letters stung her eyes deeply.

L, the letter tattooed on his body, she recognized. K, when she was being followed, bumped into a person, and she had K tattooed in her hand, and she knew that there was a connection between the two, perhaps a big connection.

The gang followed them, they were here to find Lan Xuan.

The unbearable memories hit like a tide, and Nianhua's tears fell suddenly, blurring the black handwriting on the paper. When I was dying in my previous life, when I was dying, I was struggling with a tattoo that lingered in my mind, K.

Nianhua went downstairs like a ghost, Li Qian saw that her face was pale, and glanced at the corridor, "What's wrong?" What about Xiao Xuan? ”

Handing the paper to Li Qian, Nian Hua said slowly: "He went home, went back to his own home, and went home without saying a word." ”

Li Qian has always known that Nianhua and Lan Xuan are not sisters and brothers, for so many years, she has always regarded Lan Xuan as her own son, and when she saw this piece of paper, her heart was like a knife. She seemed to be ten years old in an instant, and asked without giving up: "Haoran, could it be that Xiao Xuan is joking with us, why did he want to, why did he leave so suddenly??? ”

Huang Haoran comforted Li Qian at a loss, and he didn't understand which one this was playing. The joyful days of moving well are now like life and death. "I'll have someone look for it."

"Uncle Huang, don't look for it." Nianhua's eyes were as silent as an ancient well, "What we can't find, he really went home." ”

PS: Thank you for the tip of book friend Wutong 1583! (To be continued.) )