A widower's entertainment

Chapter 63 [Name] (please follow up)
  Decheng, Chunfeng Lane.

The snow didn't fall heavily, but it spread all over the ground, and gradually snow piled up on the streets.

Fortunately, Lin Youcheng should not get up early to sweep the streets with a broom at this time, otherwise it would be a very sad story.

He didn't know that those carrots were really not afraid of the cold. Even though he had repeatedly warned them not to catch a cold or get their clothes wet, they all still ran to the yard to play in the snow.

In this regard, Lin Youcheng could only let Lin Zhaoxi take care of it.

He was really Yang Bailao, and from time to time he would let Xi'er, a child laborer named Lin Zhaoxi, take care of his younger siblings.

Lin Youcheng glanced at a few carrots playing in the snow outside, and stretched out his hand to warm up the stove. At this time of year, instead of going out to sweep the streets, he just said that his hands would get cold easily if he was sitting in the house writing.

Fortunately, Lin Youcheng was not in a hurry.

Lin Youcheng's eyes were on the place where he stopped writing on the grid paper on the table——

"That night, Lin Hui sat at the table, took out Yang Shu's old address, and started writing a letter.

poplar tree,

Are you OK?
  I'm very good.

林慧
  Lin Hui sent the letter the next day, a love letter sent to heaven. "

……

Looking at this paragraph, Lin Youcheng knew very clearly how touching the story "Love Letter" was. It was an absolute classic, and its influence could be said to span time and space, affecting the entire Southeast Asia, Europe and the United States.

Not talking about the novel "Love Letter", just the movie is a true classic. It has been re-released in China even after more than 20 years, and the box office is still amazing.

The story of "Love Letter" tells the story of a love letter originally sent to heaven out of grief, but unexpectedly received a reply from the person with the same name, and gradually unearthed a love story that had been buried for many years but remained silent.

It is such a love letter that makes countless people's hearts unable to calm down for a long time after reading it.

Lin Youcheng felt that this novel "Love Letter" might make him, the arsonist, commit more serious and cruel crimes of murder and arson.

You must know that the current 80s is an era of communication through letters. The most important thing in a letter is the two simple sentences "How are you?" and "I'm fine."

If these two sentences appeared, I'm afraid it would really make the male and female literary and artistic youths of this poetic era go crazy.

Because the destructive power of this love story is really too strong.

That's right, it's really too strong. I don't know how many people it can kill and injure.

You must know that such lethality is still calm, and the waves are turbulent in the calm. It is really as crazy and shocking as the sudden landslide and ice cracking in the silent snow mountain.

Because no one knows what is hidden under the silent snow-capped mountains.

Lin Youcheng suddenly began to look forward to it, and he was a little excited just thinking about it.

Because once this unspoken love letter is revealed, no one can escape this avalanche.

He killed people, set fires and injured others. Lin Youcheng felt that he, the arsonist with a heart, might be unforgivable.

To write this love story, Lin Youcheng naturally had to change some plots. Of course, no matter how it is changed, the male and female protagonists with the same name will naturally not change, because the story itself is a misunderstanding caused by the same name.

Now Lin Youcheng is writing about Lin Hui, one of the heroines in the novel. Two years ago, her fiancé Yang Shu died while climbing. Lin Hui found Yang Shu’s middle school roster when he was studying in Linji City. address, I couldn't help but write him a letter, and unexpectedly received a reply from him.

A few days later, a girl named Yang Shu, but who looked exactly like Lin Hui, received this letter from Beihe City. Yang Shu felt strange about the greetings and care in the letter, but did not refuse. He wrote to Lin Hui about his recent cold. Lin Huizhen thought her boyfriend was sick and immediately sent him cold medicine.

From then on, the two women began to exchange letters...

A man met, loved, and lost these two girls at the same time. Finally, the young man sadly and quietly went to heaven, taking away the memories of the two girls. It was only in the process of loss and discovery that He still kept the clues of his memories secretly.

With love letters sent to heaven, the two girls became connected through words. Everything started from memories, and then all the memories were gradually restored, reorganized and shared.

There are two boys and girls with the same name. One boy, Yang Shu, is always borrowing books and writing each other's names for no reason, while the other girl, Yang Shu, waits for each other until late at night for a test paper... Two looks Similar girls, Yang Shu and Lin Hui, each exist in a corner of the world. They originally lived unrelated lives. If it weren't for the fact that they loved and were loved by the same person, they might never know each other in this life.

The end of young Yang Shu's life allowed the relationship between the two girls to begin to be connected through love letters.

But in fact, according to Lin Youcheng, the love story "Love Letter" is not only about love, but also about youth, memories, liberation, death and life...

Of course, the most important thing is still the touching and poetic love.

Lin Youcheng thought about it and continued to write this love letter at his desk.

……

Yun Province, Fengxing Village, Longchuan.

A family near the entrance of the village was burning firewood in the kitchen to cook.

The middle-aged man sitting on the threshold was about forty years old, but his temples were gray and his face was rough and haggard. He coughed a few times and muttered: "Gensheng, why don't you go to Decheng to find your aunt."

The woman who was lighting the fire said: "She followed Youcheng into the city. She sent letters back a few years ago, but there has been no news since then."

The man coughed a few more times and said, "The child's illness still needs to be cured. There may be hope in Hunan Province."

"Oh, it would have been nice if you could have passed the exam, but it's a pity..."

This pity carries with it endless regret.

The man named Gensheng was young, but he had a vicissitudes of life, a dark face, and a frown. There seemed to be a touch of unbreakable sadness between his eyebrows. He was sitting at the door of the house with his body bent, listening to his parents' words, lowering his head and saying nothing. He said, looking at the heavy snow outside, then turned to look at his haggard wife behind him and his two-year-old son in his arms.

"When the weather gets better, let's see if we can raise some money to go to Decheng to find my aunt."

Young Gensheng looked outside and said with some worry: "I just don't know if it's that address."

The middle-aged man with gray temples coughed and said, "If you can't find it, go to the city and have a look. If you don't have enough money for medical treatment, you can't ask someone to borrow it."

"I don't know where else I can borrow it."

The sky was dark and oppressive, the wind was blowing outside, and the falling snowflakes were beautiful, but also very cold.

Sometimes, having the same name is not just about love.

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