Chapter 572 It’s Love!

“Seeing the words is like seeing the face.

"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 died fighting for the unity of the country and the rise of the nation. I am proud of him."

"I know, as you once said, this painful era will eventually pass. Compared with the relatives of other soldiers who died on the battlefield, I at least know that our future in China is bright. For this reason, I Convinced.”

"Weiguo fell in the last dark night before dawn. I will bear his faith to witness the arrival of dawn..."

Enduring the grief, Jiang Lan returned home from the battlefield and wrote a reply to Wei Lai.

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

Although she was in pain and sad, she had no reason to complain. This was a war related to the future of the nation and no one should escape.

Nor was she the only one to bear the pain of losing her "lover."

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

Perhaps history really cannot be changed, and even a small person in a big era cannot deviate from the established life trajectory.

So what will Jiang Lan's life trajectory be like? After finally finding love, but losing it again, what will her future be like?

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

But the post office had been burned down. Wei Lai had tried, but no matter whether he went to other post offices or put the written reply directly into the secret compartment of the antique desk, Jiang Lan could not receive it.

As for the burned-down post office, there was no intention of rebuilding it into a post office. The municipal government planned to turn it into a bank.

He completely cut off contact with Jiang Lan.

And it seems that because the post office is no longer there, that special power of time and space is also disappearing.

The letters Jiang Lan wrote to him gradually became less and less, and there were obvious gaps in the middle, indicating that she wrote a lot, but not every time they were sent to Wei Lai.

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

Could it be that this is the ending for the two of them?

All the guests and friends in the screening room were wondering, is it difficult for Wu Yuan to plan to end in tragedy this time?

He has never written a tragic ending, is he going to have a bad ending this time?

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

Just after she burned the letters from Wei Lai, a blood-stained envelope suddenly appeared on her desk.

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

Full of doubts, Jiang Lan hesitantly opened the letter and saw the contents.

This is the letter that was accidentally not sent because Wei Lai had a car accident.

Included in this letter was a selfie taken by Wei Lai with a digital camera.

When Jiang Lan saw Wei Lai leaning against the sofa with a bright smile in the color photo, she was stunned and covered her red lips.

It turns out that it was him all along.

Wei Lai and Wei Guo turned out to be him.

Past and Present?

Or is it a fate that spans time and space?

Looking at the photo that looked exactly like Wei Guo, Jiang Lan's heart softened. She originally planned to stop contacting her, but finally put a black and white photo of her and Wei Guo taken during a date into the dark grid. .

In her anticipation, the photo slowly disappeared.

"this"

On the other side, Wei Lai, who also planned to pack up his mood, seal up this wonderful experience, and start a new life, was also shocked when he saw in this photo, "Wei Guo", who looked exactly like him, but with an extra beard. shocked.

He couldn't explain all of this. Is it fate or destiny?

Picking up his coat, Wei Lai hurried downstairs and drove to Jiang Lan's home again. Regardless of the nanny's blockage, he met the old woman who claimed to be Jiang Lan's niece again.

"You came."

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

Wei Lai didn't ask any more questions, but silently pulled out a box from under the bed, opened it, and found a thick pile of diaries inside.

Jiang Lan's life is recorded in these diaries.

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

Her life was undoubtedly magnificent. Although she did not leave a word in the history books, she was still a strange woman who witnessed that turbulent era and the rise of the country, and even later became a successful businesswoman.

However, Jiang Lan never married anyone in her life. She always lived in seclusion and died alone.

All her inheritance was inherited by her niece who had also been single all her life.

At the end of the diary, Wei Lai saw an envelope stained with blood and a mottled and yellowed photo. The person in the photo was himself with a bright smile.

"I recognized you when you first came here. You look exactly like the person in the photo."

"This is amazing and unbelievable."

Although she said it was unbelievable, Jiang Lan's niece's expression was very calm. She had experienced many ups and downs in her life, and she could remain calm no matter how wonderful things happened in front of her.

"Aunt's grave is in Baoshan Cemetery in the suburbs, built in 1994."

Wei Lai nodded solemnly, "Thank you."

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

The old lady with a kind smile in the photo could no longer find any beautiful appearance in Wei Lai's impression.

But his expression when looking at the tombstone was extremely gentle.

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

"I will never forget you."

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

"Why wasn't I born in 1874?"

"Holding your arm, I escaped all night."

"Lost in the same era amidst the flames of war."

"We can still live and die together."

Accompanied by the background music that makes people want to cry, Wei Lai's eyes were red and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Woof! Woof!"

Just when everyone thought that the story would end like this, with such an ending that you were born before I was born, and I was born when you were old, a golden retriever ran towards Wei Lai from a distance.

And behind it, its mistress also caught up with it panting.

The girl who looked exactly like Jiang Lan, with long flowing hair and youthful beauty, stood opposite Wei Lai with a smile on her face.

"I'm really sorry, Guaiguai is usually very well behaved. I don't know why today, I suddenly became a little enthusiastic. Are you scared?"

Wei Lai looked at her in surprise, and smiled brightly in her puzzled eyes.

"It's okay."

"Can I buy you a cup of afternoon tea?"

This scene had already been staged a hundred years ago.

The camera slowly zoomed out, lengthened, and fixed on the two people who smiled at each other, and slowly lifted up.

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

"Love Letter"

"Starring: Wei Lai, Liu Yifei"

"Director and screenwriter: Wei Lai."

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