Chapter 64: Bloody Handkerchief

After the training of political night school counselors, Dahong Wang Chunqing went all the way home, and Hua Mei's shout came from behind him: "Dahong, your letter." Dahong ran over, and Hua Mei handed over the folded note and said, "I'll see it when I get home." ”

On the way, Wang Chunqing said: "Dahong, I heard Huamei say that your grades in middle school are very good. "So-so." "Want to go to college?" "I dream of it." "Your dreams will come true." "Why?" "Your dad's relationship. Alas, only people like me are the most pitiful. "Don't be funny, everyone knows that the educated youth in the countryside can also work in addition to internal and external recruitment, and we can only go back to our hometown to squeeze the single-plank bridge of going to school." "Even if pie falls from the sky, people will snatch it." "yes, the thief wouldn't be me." "Hahaha, it's hard to say."

Da Hong went home and opened the note, which read: "Da Hong, in the days after graduation, a lot of things have happened around us, and what we can't stop is the concern for each other. Well, if you were a girl, or if I were a young man, how nice it would be. In this way, you can be unrestrained, work together, and do a vigorous career together......"

The tide of emotion finally broke through the embankment and flowed vertically and horizontally. Da Hong thought: "From the first desire to eat the forbidden fruit at that lecture, to the departure of Juxiang, Liu Biqiong, and Li Ruiqin one after another, only she has been standing silently by her side like the little girl in the dream. So, Dahong wrote: "Huamei, in reality, you can't become a guy, and I can't become a girl." But the young man and the girl can achieve true and pure love, so that the wandering heart can find a harbor that will anchor forever. I firmly believe that in the vast sea of people, only you can be with me through thick and thin and chase my dreams. My dear, when you are frustrated or want to betray me, look at this letter stained with my blood and it will tell you what to do......"

Dahong bit his finger and stained his signature with blood.

Under the Huamei oil lamp, I read Dahong's concise reply repeatedly, and I burst into tears. said in my heart: "Da Hong, you have a true affection for Juxiang, a good grasp of Liu Biqiong, and no anger or anger towards Li Ruiqin, which deeply touched me; Your unearthly ambition, your humble and unpretentious character, and your feelings of combining rigidity and softness strongly attract me; Conquered my heart with an invincible advantage. The golden nest and silver nest in the eyes of everyone, Wang Yanqing's endless entanglement, and the incomprehension of my family disturbed me when I was exhausted, as long as I thought of you, everything disappeared, and I was full of courage and strength to go crazy. ”

Hua Mei breathed a long sigh of relief and wrote back:

My dear, in the face of your blood-stained promises, I want to confide in you, where can I start? Charge before the waves, see you wave your hand, and a golden route under your arm; Looking up in the midst of difficulty, I saw the smile in front of you, and there was infinite warmth and strength in the smile. The wind is strong and difficult to stop the giant boat from sailing, and the waves are even more urgent like arrows. A typhoon of magnitude 12 does not want to lock the rolling torrent of the river. True and pure love, thunder can't destroy, time can't fade, like steel blood vessels, forever connect every cell of us. Raise the same pillow together, and have no regrets in this life. To be a migratory bird is nothing more than to stop breathing. She is like a biologist in the savage story, she is like Marx's Yanni, and Chu Guonan is the shame of being a daughter in the world. Without a few times of wind and frost, how can Hanmei spit out the fragrance? The life of seeking perfection is by no means a real life.

Hua Mei used red silk thread to embroider the four characters of "Raising the Same Pillow Together" and the names of her and Dahong on two plain handkerchiefs, thinking: "Tomorrow Dahong will dye his name with blood, and this special token will be complete." She smiled happily and looked out the window, and it was already dawn.

Besides, Jiang Lilian was lying in the hotel, and as soon as she closed her eyes, Zhang Jinfa's shadow appeared in her mind: "Brother Blonde, ......" sobbed again, and her mood stabilized and pondered carefully: "Now I use the tiger to run a few business trips, and I already have a number on hand." But for me and Blonde not to live the hard life we used to have in the future, we must not be satisfied with the status quo, and be a big fool hanged from a tree, and we must find a way to turn the dead number handed over by the tiger into a living number. She made up her mind, turned over and fell asleep.

The next day, Jiang Lilian went to the surrounding counties and cities of Chengdu to find the bearded fat boy and the monkey, and put aside the tiger and privately ate tens of thousands of catties of food stamps and thousands of feet of military stamps.