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Chapter 910 Farewell
The day Landy Wen passed away, the sky was blue and cloudless.

"No one is allowed to cry, but don't shake my determination to move forward."

Wen Lan smiled and hugged everyone, and then waved her hands neatly: "I'm leaving."

She looked relaxed as if she was just going to the outskirts of Beijing for a news run, rather than going to the battlefield of another country.

"let's go."

Mother Wen waved her hand and smiled as hard as she could.

Wen Lan carried her luggage and walked a few steps. She suddenly wiped her face, turned around, knelt down towards Father Wen and Mother Wen, and kowtowed solemnly.

"Dad, Mom, my daughter is unfilial."

There were tears in her eyes and her voice was trembling: "I will be back."

She didn't want to cry, she really didn't.

But when I think about it in the future...

I can't control it.

Mother Wen could no longer control the tears she had held back for a long time, and her tears fell down.

Father Wen's eyes were also red. He stepped forward and lifted Wen Lan up from the ground.

The eyes of the old father, who was over fifty years old, were red, but the corners of his mouth were raised: "Okay, even though your mother and I don't have much knowledge, we also know that you are doing important things. Third girl, don't worry about home when you are out there, take care of yourself... If something happens, don't rush into it. There are parents at home..."

He could no longer speak, and his spine, which had never been bent in life, was now a little bent and trembling.

"Dad, I..."

Wen Lan looked at her father's gray temples with endless self-blame in her eyes.

"Okay, let's go."

Dad Wen quickly cut through the mess, waved his hand and said, "Go early and come back early."

Wen Lan took a deep breath, took one last look at her parents, relatives and good friends, gritted her teeth and turned around.

She didn't stop or look back.

As she said herself, some truths must be revealed by someone.

The plane took off. People staying at the airport looked up at the cloud of planes heading straight south and were speechless for a long time.

At the end of the crowd, Feng Wei murmured: "Xiaolan, I'll wait for you to come back."

Next to him, Chang Shihong had helplessness in his eyes: "It's really hard to chase you...but I won't give up."

After they finished muttering what they wanted to say, they suddenly turned to look at each other.

That look seemed to say: Can you please stop making trouble?
The two of them stared at each other for a long time, but Feng Wei was the first to break the deadlock: "You want to go to Iraq after graduation?"

Although Feng Wei didn't want to think about that, he had to face the reality that Chang Shihong also studied journalism.

Chang Shihong twitched the corner of his mouth.

He could say that he would definitely go, thus creating a problem for Feng Wei.

However, he told the truth: "How can it be so easy? Xiaolan can go, not only because she is from Peking University, but also because she has published six important news and has been to Southwest... The biggest possibility for me after graduation is that I will be Go to the newspaper office."

There are so many people studying journalism, how many can go out?
Feng Wei listened to his truth, raised his hand and patted Chang Shihong on the shoulder: "That's right, you are traveling with her after all, and there is still some possibility, but I have no chance."

He studied aircraft manufacturing, and his destination after graduation was the research institute.

Feng Wei sighed and whispered: "When I was in the military, I envied the Air Force and wanted to fly airplanes. After college, I went directly to build airplanes... which is another kind of original dream."

"Then..." Chang Shihong suddenly felt that he was in the same boat as Feng Wei, "Then we are all quite miserable."

When other people pursue girls, they either succeed or they fail.

They were so good, they chased each other, but the girl ran away.

The key is that they all have reason to believe that Wen Lan still treats them as buddies!
……

After Wen Lan left, Courtyard No. 88 became empty instantly.

The Wen family got on the bus home that night. After Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei put them on the bus, they stood on the platform without moving for a long time.

"Sister Shumei, when will you move back?"

Lin Nianhe looked at the empty railway tracks and asked softly.

Wang Shumei looked ahead and asked instead: "When will you get married?" "After graduation."

"Then...just move back first."

It is absolutely impossible for Wang Shumei to live in No. 88 Courtyard by herself.

This small courtyard carries too many memories and joys for them. If she were allowed to live alone, it would undoubtedly be grabbing her heart and rubbing it hard.

The next day, the two of them moved back to Courtyard No. 88.

The eldest sister of the Wen family tidied up the house inside and outside before leaving. It was very clean.

Lin Nianhe packed up his clothes and asked subconsciously: "Sister Lan, what are you having for lunch?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she froze.

Sister Lan can probably only eat steamed buns at noon.

I don’t know if I can have a bowl of hot soup.

……

Although I was reluctant to face it, I had to admit that Wen Lan's departure was the first shot of separation.

But what no one expected was that the second person to say goodbye to them turned out to be Sun Guanghui.

The day Sun Guanghui knocked on the door of Courtyard No. 88 happened to be the first day of winter vacation at Peking University.

Wang Shumei and Lin Nianhe were both packing their luggage. When they heard the knock on the door, they thought it was Su Yuncheng.

But the wind chimes kept chiming, and it was obviously not a familiar person.

Wang Shumei put down the clothes in her hands and went to open the door. When she saw that it was Sun Guanghui, she couldn't help but froze on the spot.

After the two broke up, they almost never saw each other again.

Now that we see each other again, there is no longer any tension and embarrassment.

Wang Shumei smiled and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Sun Guanghui looked at her, pursed his lips and nodded: "I'm here to say goodbye."

"Uh……"

Wang Shumei didn't understand the meaning of his words for a while.

Say goodbye?

As a medical student, he can't possibly go to the battlefield, right?

Sun Guanghui said: "I'm going to North America in a few days to study abroad. We may not see each other for a long time..."

He knew he would come back, but he didn't know where she would be when he came back.

Wang Shumei looked at him blankly, really not knowing what to say.

Sun Guanghui handed her an old gift box and said softly: "Just treat this as a farewell gift. I wish you a bright future."

Wang Shumei subconsciously took the box and discovered that it should be the wrapping paper that was popular three years ago.

She was right. Sun Guanghui had indeed bought this gift three years ago, but she had no chance to give it to her.

Sun Guanghui took a step back, looked at Wang Shumei and smiled: "Well, I'm leaving."

Wang Shumei came back to her senses and said to him in silence for a moment: "Have a safe trip."

"Ah."

Sun Guanghui did not mention the past again, because no amount of apology could make up for the past.

He didn't even think about the future, because her future was destined to have nothing to do with him.

He didn't tell her his school address, maybe because he thought she wouldn't write to him, or maybe he didn't dare to expect it.

She didn't say to contact him more in the future because she knew she would never contact him.

he left.

Maybe he'll meet another girl later.

But she would no longer be the same girl who cried and called him a fool in front of the brigade department.

The leaves of the wall-creeper back then had long since turned into dust and dissipated in the long river of time.