Longyou, Tuanchang.

The years are like the wind, the time is like water, it takes away the irretrievable youth, leaving a helpless sigh.

I don't know how many years, I have to return with you?

True love is not to pay attention to liveliness, pomp, prosperity, and howling, just quietly gazing and thinking quietly.

In a flash, it has been six years, and He Yi'an will always secretly return to the group field during the winter and summer vacations every year, quietly accompany Cheng Jiangshui to spend a warm and short time, and then reluctantly return to Lanzhou.

The two places are separated by each other, silently looking forward to it, waiting eagerly for the day when the ice and snow melt.

Six years is enough to make a delicate flower letter girl become mature and steady, and become calm, generous, graceful and elegant.

Especially a woman like Cheng Jiangshui, who lives independently, has already eliminated those simple, fragile and timid under the knife of time, and carved out a capable, tenacious, open-minded, and powerful heart unique to professional women.

The outside is as quiet as water, and the inside is like steel and iron, which is the true portrayal of Cheng Jiangshui now. It is not so much that this is created by time, but that it is coerced by reality, which is a helpless but inevitable result.

At this moment, Cheng Jiangshui was quietly holding a medical correspondence book in the health center, studying tirelessly, and taking some notes from time to time. This is the request she gave herself, in the days of suffering, giving up for the sake of her family, it was a last resort, and now picking it up again, that is, not giving up.

Gong Yulan took the letter to the health center again, and she has almost become Cheng Jiangshui's full-time messenger over the years. In fact, it was also an opportunity to send letters, and came to Cheng Jiangshui to walk around more often, to prevent those salivating group children from coming to harass this quiet girl with famous flowers.

"Hey, Jiang Shui, there are few people today, are you the only one?"

Seeing that the health center was empty, Gong Yulan was relieved and a little puzzled at the same time.

Cheng Jiangshui put down the book, stood up gracefully, with the most beautiful color of youth in the crook of his eyebrows and eyes, and responded with a smile: "Aunt Yulan, you are here." No, there are no patients today. ”

Gong Yulan nodded, and said in pieces: "It's better to have no patients, it means that everyone is healthy, and you don't have to work hard to get busy, which is a good thing." ”

Cheng Jiangshui smiled gently: "It's not." ”

Gong Yulan stretched her neck, looked at the books on the table, and asked, "What about reading, what kind of books?" ”

"Oh, for the medical correspondence specialty, didn't I sign up, and study hard while I was idle." Cheng Jiangshui replied crisply.

"Hey! You're a college fodder. ”

Gong Yulan sighed, pursed her lips, and said for Cheng Jiangshui: "At the beginning, Jia'an and Xiulan should have gritted their teeth and insisted on letting you go to high school, staying in our group is really wronged by you." ”

Cheng Jiangshui's face was very indifferent, without a trace of complaint and grievance, and said softly: "It's okay, Aunt Yulan, it's all in the past, I can't blame my parents!" ”

Seeing that Cheng Jiangshui was so reasonable, Gong Yulan, who knew the past, felt a burst of emotion in her heart, and then said in admiration: "Hey, Jia An and Xiulan were blessed in their last life, and having such a good daughter as you is really enviable." ”

Cheng Jiangshui stepped forward, gently held Gong Yulan's arm, covered her red lips with her white sleeves, and smiled softly: "Hehe, then let Brother Bao work hard to find a good daughter-in-law for you, hehe!" ”

"Don't mention the one in our family, it's far away."

Brother Bao in Cheng Jiangshuikou is Gong Yulan's only son. It's also strange to say that Li Xiulan, who was relatively thin back then, gave birth to three in a row, and after Gong Yulan, who was physically strong, had no movement in her stomach. As a result, this only son has also been treated as a baby bump since he was a child, and it has become a little difficult to discipline.

So as soon as he was mentioned, Gong Yulan was angry, and casually diverted the topic, so as not to worry about herself: "Your mother wrote to me and said that Jiang He was also admitted to Lanzhou University." Look at how your family educates their children, all of them are great! ”

Hearing this, Cheng Jiangshui's good face showed a little ashamed, and said stupidly: "Who said that, Jiang Hai is enough to worry about my parents now." ”

Gong Yulan, who didn't know the reason, responded with a big grin: "It's okay, Jiang Hai is not still small, it would be good if he was big." Jiang Shui, about you and Yi'an, your mother still hasn't let go? ”

Cheng Jiangshui's expression was a little gloomy in an instant, and he lowered his head and stopped talking. This expression can be understood at a glance for Gong Yulan, who has become an old man, and she frowned and began to count Li Xiulan, in fact, she was also relieved of Cheng Jiangshui: "Hey, this Xiulan is just a stubborn temper, and she can't turn that corner after so long." Jiang Shui, wait a little longer, maybe your mother will figure it out one day, won't she? ”

"Hmm!" Cheng Jiangshui nodded sadly.

Looking at that lonely pretty face, Gong Yulan was also distressed, took out the letter from her pocket, and hurriedly diverted the topic: "Oh, by the way, passing by the porter, I saw the letter that your father wrote to you, and I brought it easily." ”

"Oh!" Cheng Jiangshui stretched out his hand to take it and thanked him: "Thank you, Aunt Yulan." ”

"Okay, read the letter, I'll reply first!"

"Oh, Aunt Magnolia, go slowly!"

After a few polite greetings and farewell to Gong Yulan, Cheng Jiangshui slowly opened Cheng Jia'an's letter. After a while, the originally bleak and sad face began to slowly coat with a layer of warm brightness, and then the corners of the pretty mouth turned up slightly, and indescribable surprise flashed in my heart.

She stood up excitedly, pressing the letter tightly against her chest, which was heaving violently from the excitement. Suddenly I want to sing, I want to dance, and I want to throw out the infinite joy in my heart under the bright sunshine outside the window.

Cheng Jia'an's letter made Cheng Jiangshui's dark heart finally look forward to a glimmer of hope, and she seemed to be able to see that the spring that belonged to her was quietly coming to her......

This is like the beginning of a bittersweet performance, and it is also like the title page of a story. If this continues, perhaps the final outcome will be a happy ending......

But there is so much perfection and perfection in the world!

Blessings and misfortunes depend, and in those gutters where the sun does not shine, there is always endless filth and meanness breeding. What's more, in those rotten and decaying places, there are still chilling poisonous snakes, spitting out the core of the conspiracy and waiting for an opportunity to move, and bite fiercely when you are wrapped in joy and defenseless......