Aunt Xu's words made me feel a little inexplicable, why didn't I do well? So I smiled and said to her, Aunt Xu, what do you say, I'm not good at it. Oh, by the way, Meng Dongxue hasn't come back yet.

Aunt Xu took my hand, didn't say a word, and pulled me towards Meng Dongxue's room. Why, could it be that she was at home all the time, but she didn't go out so I didn't find out? But when I opened the door, the room was clean, but there were no pillows and quilts on the bed, and even the sheets were rolled up. The table was originally filled with all kinds of books, but now they are all gone. Meng Dongxue is used to changing shoes when she enters the house, but there is not even a pair of shoes at the door, and the clothes that were originally nailed and hung on the wall, as well as the military uniforms, belts, and hats they wore when performing, are all gone at this moment.

However, the smell of Meng Dongxue in the house is still there.

At that moment, I was like a person with his back to the cliff and then his body falling, and all the references around me were rapidly moving away in front of me, which meant that I was falling rapidly. It's a lot like when I was a kid and I went to swim on the side of a sand fishing boat, and we always liked to climb to the highest lookout and then plunge into the water, and jump out and fall into the water. It's just that this time I fell not in the cold river, but in an iceberg full of sharp icicles, and the moment I landed, each ice pick was like a sharp sword, which pierced my body mercilessly from the place where I couldn't see my back. I exclaimed, I panicked, my whole body was bleeding, but I didn't die, and the reason why I didn't die seemed to be to carefully feel every inch of the pain that was passed down to me.

Yes, Meng Dongxue is gone. I finally understood Uncle Zhou's sigh of shaking his head, and finally understood why Aunt Xu refused to say it directly, but took me directly to see it. It's all because I can't bear to tell me the truth, because no matter how I find out about it at this moment, it will be a merciless blow to me.

So at that moment, the night before I left, Meng Dongxue suddenly asked me out at night, and then said a lot of inexplicable words, and at this moment, I understood that it had changed my taste. I thought it was tenderness and sweetness, but in fact, it was a tactful goodbye.

I don't hate Meng Dongxue, because in the past two years, she has indeed comforted my heart and made me feel happy. I also hate Meng Dongxue, because she didn't say a word, so she just said goodbye.

Aunt Xu patted me on the back and said, child, you must let it go, Dongxue also has her own unspeakable suffering, originally we also persuaded her, when you come back, explain it before leaving, at least your affairs will have a result. But Dongxue said that he wanted to leave while you were away, and if he was afraid that you were there, he was reluctant to say some words.

I still didn't speak, my shoulders and arms leaned against the door of Meng Dongxue's room, looking at everything in the room in a daze.

Aunt Xu continued, not long after you left yesterday morning, Meng Dongxue quietly began to pack her luggage, I accidentally saw it, and I realized that the original organizational order to return to the hometown had been issued more than half a month ago, as long as you have stayed in the village for two years and have accumulated enough work, they are all educated youth under this homecoming order. Meng Dongxue is an active member of the production team, and the work has already accumulated enough, so her name is in this first batch.

Aunt Xu sighed and said, Dongxue, this kid is really enduring, and she kept it from everyone until she found out. She was also bitter in her heart, crying while saying that she was reluctant to accept our old couple, this village, and you, but there was no way, she had to go back, and she couldn't go back with you.

At that time, Aunt Xu asked Meng Dongxue, why can't she take me with her, after all, the two young people are happy with each other, if they wait for me for a few more days, maybe they will leave the village together and go directly to the door to say goodbye. I've done their family a great favor before, and my family has a good understanding of me, so it shouldn't be a difficult task. But when Aunt Xu asked Meng Dongxue like this, she always shook her head and refused to speak.

Aunt Xu told me, child, don't blame Dongxue, blame it, blame our old couple for not being able to keep her, she has been insisting, just left this morning, and everyone in our village went to send this batch of educated youth. If you can come back half a day earlier, you can stop Meng Dongxue before you leave, but this is fate, you two left early and returned late, so you missed it.

I suddenly remembered that on the way back to the village during the day, the military trucks with big red flowers that passed by me were the trucks that sent those educated youths back to their hometowns with honor. Maybe when I was hurrying in the direction of Meng Dongxue, she was sitting in a certain car to evacuate and pass by me.

Aunt Xu said, the relationship between the two of you, the people we get along with day and night, can see at a glance that Dongxue has her own hardships, but she can't say it, and if she doesn't say it herself, it is naturally impossible for us to know.

After saying that, Aunt Xu squeezed into Meng Dongxue's room from my side, searched for it on the empty table, and then opened the drawer of the table. She took out a letter from the drawer, walked up to me and handed it to me, saying that this letter was specially left by Dongxue before leaving, saying that it was for you. Child, stay in the house well, remember, nothing is unpassable, don't make yourself sad, promise Auntie, okay?

I took the letter, but I didn't speak, but smiled and nodded at this peasant woman who was not my mother, but who cared more about me than my mother. Aunt Xu sighed, touched my head, and then left Meng Dongxue's room, and after going out, she closed the door for me.

After closing the door, the room became quiet again. There was also the indescribable, but faint aroma of Meng Dongxue's body in the air. So I sat down on the edge of her bed, looking at the sheets that had been rolled up, revealing the palm mats under the bed, and I had mixed feelings. This is probably the rumored feeling of falling out of love, I used to hear others say how painful it was to fall out of love, how to not think about it, but at this moment, although I am sad, I have never had the urge to cry.

I agree with what Aunt Xu said, Meng Dongxue must have her own troubles, otherwise she would definitely not say goodbye. Should I go out now and go to her house overnight to ask her? Wouldn't it be a little too impulsive to do so? Or should I just accept the reality, I am not a person from the same world as her, if I am really reluctant to be together, I will not only delay the youth of others in the future, but also make everyone unhappy, is this really good?

After thinking about it for a long time, I suddenly felt a slight soreness in my fingers, and when I looked down, I realized that I had been holding the letter that Aunt Xu handed me just now, and because I was too hard, my fingers had already scratched the envelope a little crumpled. I picked up the letter in my hand and looked at it, this letter was not written by Meng Dongxue to me, but written to her by Meng Dongxue's mother - she specially asked me to bring Meng Dongxue back to the village the family letter.

Because the envelope was torn open, it read "Meng Dongxue personally opened", which is Meng's mother's handwriting.

Turning the envelope face down, I poured the contents down on the bed, and found that there were several pages of stationery inside, folded in half, and another envelope that had been folded in half once, exactly the same as the outermost envelope, the closure had not been torn off, but had not been sealed. There was not a word written on the cover.

So I began to read the pages of the letter, which was written by Meng Dongxue's mother to her, in addition to explaining a lot of things that happened at home, and after Uncle Meng's condition improved and he would soon return to work, the whole half of the next page almost talked about what was related to me.

The content is probably that although I think I am a good young man, both enthusiastic and sincere, and people are relatively kind, but after all, I am engaged in this profession, and I hope that my daughter can be cautious when making friends. said that Meng Dongxue is Chairman Mao's vanguard and a thoughtful young man, so he must know how to draw a clear line with "cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods" and "feudal remnants".

It's not my self-deprecation, I'm just paraphrasing her mother's exact words.

And at the end of the letter, Meng's mother's tone suddenly became very resolute, reading between the lines, she knew the hazy relationship between me and Meng Dongxue, although it was a mother's advice to her daughter, but everywhere revealed a commanding tone, and even in the text, there was such a sentence:

"We are a family of communist intellectuals, and we will never accept a person in our family who runs counter to Chairman Mao's thoughts, if Xiaoxue doesn't listen to the advice of your mother and father, we can't stop you, but we won't forgive you."

When I saw this, I smiled bitterly inexplicably. Because what Uncle Meng conveyed to me was not the same thing. In other words, Meng's mother is self-assertive to represent Meng Dongxue's whole family, with a posture of having me without her, forcing Meng Dongxue to make a choice between relatives and love that cannot have the best of both worlds.

After reading this letter, I folded it again and put it aside, not quite understanding what Meng Dongxue's intention was in leaving this letter to me. Then I opened another envelope and took out the letter. There are also two pages of stationery, but the style of the letter is different. It's still Meng's mother's handwriting, but the object of this letter is me.

It turned out that when Meng's mother handed over the letter to me, I pinched a thick one, because the letter also contained another letter, one for my daughter and one for me, but she didn't tell me.

With the letter in hand, I began to read it.