When he said this, it was Feng Qingxue who remembered one thing. Fang Ning, a soprano singer in later generations, is the kind of real singer and artist, who never gets involved in those messy things, and is obviously world-famous, but only walks in the condolence performances of the army.

She is only twenty-two years old in front of her, although she is not particularly beautiful, but she also belongs to the beauty level, and there is a very natural and atmospheric beauty, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Such a beauty did not marry a senior officer in the army, did not be anyone's mistress, but was single all her life, the reason is that in 64, when she was performing in the army, the army strictly investigated the style of life and seized a love letter she had just received that she had not had time to destroy.

According to Fang Ning's own memories before her death, the love letter was received by her when the New Year's Day party was about to disperse, I don't know who took advantage of the chaos to stuff it to her, and it was very late at night after she went back, she hid in the quilt and read it with a flashlight, and then hid it in her bag, sandwiched it in her clothes, and planned to find an opportunity to destroy it during the day, but the inspection came too suddenly, and she was not given a chance to destroy it at all.

It was supposed to be a check for someone else, and she suffered from the pond fish. This love letter sent her and the soldier who pursued her into eighteen layers of hell.

All kinds of criticism, all kinds of blows, all kinds of evasions, one after another. Fang Ning can no longer perform on stage, she can only do some chores in the art troupe, and at the same time face the ridicule and ridicule in the troupe, she has suffered a lot during the special period, and the seized love letters have become the shackles of her life, and whoever is idle will pull her out to criticize in public, the viciousness of her words is unimaginable, and she is often bullied physically.

This experience made her give up her desire to get married, even if many high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen are willing to marry Ming Media.

And the soldier who wrote her a love letter was called Qiao Desheng, and he came forward to take all the responsibility on himself, saying that he felt that Fang Ning was in love at the first sight, so he wrote a love letter to her while he was in chaos, and the two were innocent.

However, no one believed that there was only such an unanswered love letter between them. Qiao Desheng died, how he died, Fang Ning didn't say it clearly, and there was no way to know about the wind and snow, but she didn't want Fang Ning, an old singer who had been serious all his life, to face a nightmare for more than ten years from today.

It's just a love letter, a love letter from a suitor, and it's not an affair that ignores ethics and morals.

So, Feng Qingxue opened Fang Ning's bag, flipped through her and Guo Xiuying behind her back in her pale face, put her fingers into the clothes, touched the love letter, and immediately received it into the space, leaving no traces, and then took out the clothes one by one and shook them open, showing them to Guo Xiuying,

"Sister-in-law, look, there's nothing out of the ordinary." Fang Ning was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the wind and snow blankly. Guo Xiuying checked it carefully, and sure enough, she didn't find anything that didn't meet the regulations.

"Then next!" The two of them took Xibao directly over Fang Ning, leaving Fang Ning to tidy up his clothes alone, looked and looked, and didn't find the love letter he hidden, his heart finally let go, but he was extremely grateful to Feng Qingxue.

She knew that the letter must have been hidden by Feng Qingxue, otherwise Guo Xiuying would not have found it when she checked it.

Fang Ning escaped a catastrophe, and others were not so lucky. Wang Xinru found a letter full of love words from a female literary soldier, a love letter written to her by a man, and a reply letter she wrote to a man that had not yet been sent, and the literary soldier immediately broke down and cried.

。。 It's eight o'clock.,Let's change a few chapters first.,Ask for a ticket.,The monthly pass seems to be hanging at the end of the car in the thirties.,Yesterday's monthly pass was so powerful.。