Lan Qi looked at Father Lan and wanted to say something, but the time for the visit had come, so he could only take it back, "Dad, I'll come to see you next time." ”

"Okay," Father Lan nodded with a smile, looking at Lan Qi's face reluctantly, he and Yue'er's children have grown up, and Yue'er will be very happy if she sees it.

You don't have to have fine clothes and food, you just want a smooth life.

*

When Lan Qi walked out, it was already completely dark, and the small shops on the street began to light up signs, Lan Qi just looked at the road in front of her, but she didn't notice when she walked to the street.

There was no road left, only a small shop with the lights on, and Lan Qi looked at her phone.

There is no signal.

Walking to the door of the store, Lan Qi looked inside, "Is there anyone?" ”

It's just an ordinary small shop, with some snacks and toys on the outside, and there seems to be a long corridor inside, so you can't see what's inside.

Lan Qi pulled back a little and saw a big word written on the signboard, 'Letter'.

Something strange.

Seeing that there was no one, Lan Qi was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly an old man walked out of the store, looking seventy or eighty years old, a little hunchbacked, his hair and beard were already gray, but his eyes were still bright.

"How did the little girl get here?" The old man spoke, his voice still sounding loud and powerful.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Lan Qi frowned slightly, and said with some uncertainty, "I...... Have I seen you anywhere? ”

The old man smiled, his eyes narrowed, "Little girl really likes to joke, I haven't seen you, old man." ”

"Since you can come to this place, why don't you send a letter too," the old man finished speaking, and without waiting for Lan Qi to refuse, he bent down and took out a piece of letter paper and a silver pen from under the table and handed them to Lan Qi.

Looking at the old hands that were already crawling with wrinkles, Lan Qi was embarrassed to refuse, but still reached out and took it, "Send a letter?" Who are you sending it to? ”

Lan Qi looked at the letter paper and was a little confused.

In this era, few people would send letters.

Hearing Lan Qi's question, the old man just touched his beard and laughed, "This letter is sent to relatives, friends, and lovers, but this letter of mine is sent to yourself...... Future self. ”

The old man put away his laughter, touched his gray beard, and suddenly became a little serious, "Write down what you want to write and surprise you in the future." ”

Strange shop, strange old man, and a strange letter written by himself.

I've experienced all the books, and there's nothing to be surprised about.

Bending over, the pen fell down the lines of clear and handsome fonts.

After writing the letter, he handed the letter to the strange old man, who just looked at Lan Qi with a smile and pointed out the way for Lan Qi, and then lowered his head to look at the letter in his hand.

The lazy man shook his head at the white envelope, with no name or address on it, and a soft sigh came from the dark alley, "What a big grievance." ”

When she came back to her senses again, Lan Qi had already appeared on the bustling street, and what she had just encountered gradually blurred in her mind, and finally faded into oblivion.

The sky was a little dark, and there was a cool breeze, and the people passing by on the street were in a hurry. It looked like it was going to rain heavily, and Lan Qi didn't dare to delay any longer and took a taxi home.

For two months, Lan Qi didn't go back to school, Qin Xi and Bai Wei would call from time to time, but Lan Qi was just perfunctory.

Bai Wei thought about helping, but unfortunately the hole in the Lan family this time was too big, and Lan Qi himself was unwilling to pull him into the water.

In the small courtyard of IKEA, Lan Qi went upstairs and looked at the closed door of the opposite door, and then remembered that it seemed that it had been a long time since she heard the sound of someone coming in and leaving the opposite door, and everything seemed to have returned to its previous quiet.