Chapter 72
At that time, she really planned to ignore him anymore, and went out to search for mines with her grandfather the next day, and left for a whole month.

A month later, when she returned home, her grandma also said that he had passed by after she left and brought a hemostatic wound medicine.

She just remembered that her hand was scratched by a branch on the mountain, and on the night she came back, he came again.

At that time, she and grandpa were still sorting out new ore in the workshop. He was wearing a pink polo shirt and white pants. Little crying buns.

He lowered his head, put a letter on the case, and left without saying anything.

that letter...

Should be still there?
She has always had the habit of storing things, and she organizes them clearly by time and category.

She found the box at that time, opened it, and there was a large stack of letters and greeting cards inside.

Looking through one by one, the immature handwriting draws memories of immature smiling faces full of youth.

Aren't all the New Year's cards she thought of before here?From Meng Sangzi, from Shi Lanzhou, and from him...

Meng Sangzi said: Sister Niuniu, in the new year, I wish you happiness every day and make beautiful colors.

Meng Sangzi understood her, and she liked making colors.

Shi Lanzhou said: Sister Niuniu, in the new year, I will leave the art class homework to you!
She has been painting since elementary school, and these guys asked her to help as soon as the art homework was handed in at the end of the year, and gave her money to buy her work, saying it was to buy works...

He said: Aunt Niuniu, I hope you will be less verbose in the new year...

She laughed, it turned out that he called her Aunt Niuniu...

His New Year's card should have been written in the New Year after she beat him up. At that time, they had reconciled as before, and she became the nagging person behind him again...

His letter was a letter of apology and a letter of self-criticism. He seriously admitted his mistake to her, and he also said that he hoped that she would continue to take care of him in the future...

Unexpectedly, the strong medicine had an effect. After that, he still loves to fight and make small troubles. That is his nature, and nature is hard to change. Most importantly, he cut off contact with those people.

The aftereffect is that the friends seem to be even more afraid of her.

In fact, she didn't understand herself. When they reached puberty, they were all taller and stronger than her, and they were still boys. Why were they afraid of her?If they really wanted to fight, she couldn't beat them at all, especially him, with such an impetuous temper, if he was told to kneel, he would kneel, pick up a stick and beat him, and he wouldn't fight back, so he could beat him as she wanted.

Maybe because it was at his mother's grave?Intimidated by his mother's majesty?

However, this fear did not affect their friendship. They were both afraid of her, but they also got closer to her.

In particular, he seemed to be most afraid of her getting angry.Once he accidentally made a mistake, the first thing he would do is to warn Meng Sangzi, don't tell Niuniu...

Meng Sangzi has been making sandwich biscuits between them for many years, and has been very distressed.

But those days were also happy. The little friends grew up together, laughed together, and made trouble together. After the storm, the rainbow is always brighter, and so is the friendship. Until later, when Ling Jinghan transferred from other places and returned to Beijing, everything changed.

Xin Wan didn't know why she remembered so many past events this night, was it caused by his "TO MY WAN"?Or was it because the smell of alcohol when he left was too strong, swamping her memory?
It's hard to fall asleep when she thinks too much. She tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep, but she dreamed again. She dreamed of an endless sea of ​​flowers, like a continuous brocade, covering her whole dream. Someone's voice was calling in the dark: My Wan, My Wan...

Soft and tactful, touching the soul.

She woke up suddenly amidst such shouts, feeling limp all over, sweating slightly in her vest, and there seemed to be a voice ringing in her ears: Wan, Wan...

I don't know what is in the dream for a while.

(End of this chapter)

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