"Words are like faces."

"Mr. Wei Lai, who is far away in the 21st century, thank you very much for telling me about Major Weiguo, but I have to tell you with great sadness that Major Weiguo has died on the battlefield."

"He is a hero, a hero who fought and died for the reunification of the country and the rise of the nation, and I am proud of him."

"I know, as you once said, this painful era will always pass, compared to the relatives of other soldiers who died on the battlefield, I at least know that the future of our China is bright, and I am convinced of this."

"Wei Guo fell on the last dark night before the dawn, and I will take his faith and witness the arrival of the dawn together......"

Enduring the grief, Jiang Lan, who returned to her home in the rear from the battlefield, wrote a reply letter to Wei Lai.

Although she did not change the fate of the country, at least she knew that the country's efforts were not in vain, and this war was not an unjust war, it was for the unification and rise of the country, and it was the night before dawn.

Although she was bitter and sad, she had not the slightest reason to complain about anything, this was a war about the future of the nation-state, and no one should run away from it.

She is not the only one who has endured the pain of losing her "lover".

On the other side, Wei Lai, who received the letter from the desk secretly, was also very uncomfortable.

Maybe history really can't change, even a small person in the big era can't deviate from the established trajectory of life.

What will Jiang Lan's life trajectory look like, she finally got love, but she lost her love, what will happen in the future?

Wei Lai was very eager to write a reply letter to Jiang Lan to comfort and comfort this strong girl.

But the post office had been burned down, and Wei Lai had tried, whether it was to go to other post offices, or to put the written reply directly into the dark compartment of this antique desk, there was no way for Jiang Lan to receive it.

The burned-down post office had no intention of being rebuilt, and the municipality planned to turn it into a bank.

He completely severed contact with Jiang Lan.

And it seems that because the post office is gone, that special power of time and space is also disappearing.

Jiang Lan wrote fewer and fewer letters to him, and there was an obvious gap in the middle, indicating that she wrote a lot, but not every time it was sent to Wei Lai's side.

Perhaps in a few days, when the foundations of the post office are completely dug up and rebuilt, Wei Lai will completely lose contact with Jiang Lan.

Could it be that this is how the two of them ended?

All the guests and friends in the screening hall are wondering, stumped Wu Yuan plans to end tragically this time?

He's never written about a tragic ending, so he's going to have a bad end this time?

At this time, on the big screen, when everything had passed, all of Wei Lai's letters were burned, and Jiang Lan, who planned to bury this wonderful experience deep in her heart and start a new life again, suddenly discovered.

Just as she had burned the letters sent by Wei Lai, a blood-stained envelope suddenly appeared on her desk.

She clearly remembered that there was absolutely no letter on the table.

Jiang Lan, who was full of doubts, opened the letter hesitantly and saw the contents inside.

This is because Wei Lai was in a car accident and accidentally did not send the letter.

The letter is accompanied by a selfie taken by Willey with a digital camera.

When Jiang Lan saw Wei Lai, who was smiling brightly against the sofa in the color photo, she covered her red lips in a daze.

It turned out that it had always been him.

Wei Lai, Wei Guo, it turned out to be him.

Past and present lives?

Or is it a fate that transcends time and space?

Looking at the photo that looked exactly the same as Wei Guo, Jiang Lan's whole heart softened, and she originally planned to stop contacting her, and finally put a black and white photo taken when she was dating Wei Guo into the dark grid.

In her anticipation, the photo slowly faded.

"This"

On the other hand, Wei Lai, who also planned to clean up his mood, seal this wonderful experience, and start a new life, was also stunned when he saw this photo, which looked exactly the same as him, but with an extra beard.

He couldn't explain all this at all, was it fate or fate in the past and present lives?

Picking up his coat, Wei Lai hurriedly went downstairs, drove to Jiang Lan's house again, and despite the nanny's stopping, he saw the grandmother who claimed to be Jiang Lan's niece again.

"You're here."

Unexpectedly, the old grandmother said very calmly: "Everything you want to know is in the box under the bed." ”

Wei Lai didn't ask anything more, just silently pulled out a box from under the bed, opened it, and saw that there was a thick pile of diaries inside.

In these diaries, Jiang Lan's life is recorded.

He read all the diaries one by one, seriously and with tears in his eyes.

Her life is undoubtedly magnificent, although she did not leave a word in the history books, but she is still a strange woman who witnessed the turbulent era and the rise of the country, and even later became a successful female businessman.

However, Jiang Lan has never married in her life, and she has always been cuminous and lonely for the rest of her life.

All her inheritance was also inherited by this niece, who has also been single all her life.

At the end of the diary, Wei Lai saw a bloodstained envelope and a mottled and yellowed photograph of himself smiling.

"I recognized you the first time you came here, you look exactly like the person in the photo."

"It's amazing and it's unbelievable."

Although she said it was unbelievable, Jiang Lan's niece's expression was very flat, she had experienced a lifetime of wind and waves, no matter how wonderful things happened in front of her, she could be calm.

"My aunt's grave was built in 1994 in the Baoshan Cemetery on the outskirts."

Wei Lai nodded solemnly, "Thank you." ”

Half of the fiery autumn leaves hung on the branches, half of them turned to dust, and Wei Lai came to the cemetery and found the tombstone where Jiang Lan was sleeping.

The smiling grandmother in the photo can no longer find any of the beautiful appearance in Wei Lai's impression.

But his expression when he looked at the tombstone was extremely gentle.

He crouched down and looked at the last sentence at the bottom of the tombstone.

"I'll never forget you."

As if guessing that Wei Lai would come to see her, Jiang Lan left a sentence on the tombstone that only he could understand.

"Why wasn't it born in time, 1874."

"Hold your arm and run away all night."

"The beacon fire in the sky is scattered in the same era."

"You can still live and die together."

Accompanied by the background music that made people want to cry, Wei Laitong's eyes were red, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Wang! Woof! ”

Just when everyone thought that the story was going to end like this, it ended with such an ending where the king was born and I was not born, and I was old, and the golden retriever ran to Wei Lai from afar.

And behind it, its mistress also panted and chased after it.

looked exactly like Jiang Lan, with long flowing hair, a young and beautiful girl, standing opposite Wei Lai with a smile on her face.

"I'm really sorry, I'm usually very well-behaved, I don't know why today, I suddenly felt a little enthusiastic, didn't I get scared?"

Wei Lai looked at her in astonishment, and in her puzzled gaze, he smiled brightly.

"It's okay."

"Can I treat you to a cup of afternoon tea?"

And this scene has been staged as early as a hundred years ago.

The camera slowly zoomed out and lengthened, fixed on the two people who looked at each other and smiled, and slowly raised it.

A folded letter floated up into the sky and was slowly opened, revealing a few lines of words inside.

"Love Letters"

"Starring: Wei Lai, Liu Yifei"

"Director, screenwriter: Wei Lai."

"True fate cannot be blocked by time and space." (End of chapter)