Lao Guo left, not because he passed away, but because he returned to Xining.

Before leaving, Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei went to the station to see him off. He was even thinner than when he arrived.

As the roar gradually sounded, the north wind blew their hair.

Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei jumped on their feet and waved to Guo Yudao. Sitting in the carriage near the window, he tried hard to smile, but his smile was extremely ugly.

Everyone knows that this goodbye will never be seen again.

As the train gradually moved away, Lin Weimin still stood there with a dazed expression. After a long pause, Qu Xiaowei patted him and said, "Okay, stop looking and go back."

Lin Weimin turned around silently.

Qu Xiaowei consoled him: "Lao Guo enjoyed himself this time and sat back in the soft sleeper."

Lin Weimin helped Guo Yudao and his wife buy their train tickets, so it didn't matter. However, someone spent some foreign exchange coupons to make the return journey for Guo Yudao and his wife less painful.

Lin Weimin nodded lightly, feeling depressed. After coming out of the train station, Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei separated and went to work.

When he got home in the evening, Han Zhuangzhuang looked excited and said, "Uncle, did you know? The Spring Festival Gala gave our hospital a call and said they invited me, Guanhua and Dandan to perform a sketch."

Lin Weimin was not in a good mood that day, and he agreed with a bleak expression, "Well, I recommend you to go."

Han Zhuangzhuang was stunned for a moment, "Uncle, what did you say?"

"Uncle, I am now the screenwriter and consultant of the party. I recommended you guys to act in "Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren". Otherwise, do you think they can ask you to act in a sketch if they have nothing to do?"

Han Zhuangzhuang finally understood and was overjoyed. I really have to rely on my uncle!

"Thank you uncle..."

Lin Weimin interrupted him, "Okay, okay, just perform well, don't embarrass me."

"That's necessary."

Han Zhuangzhuang closed his hands and patted his chest in assurance.

Lin Weimin said a few words to him and put on his clothes.

"Uncle, why are you going?"

"I'll go for a walk at your Uncle Shi's house."

Lin Weimin said something, got on his motorcycle and arrived at No. 26 Yonghegong Street.

"Tie Sheng! Iron Sheng!"

Walking into the courtyard and shouting a familiar name, Lin Weimin felt inexplicably calm.

It was Shi Lan who opened the door for Lin Weimin, "Brother Lin, are you here?"

"There is someone at home!"

"Well, Shusheng, Brother Shuhua is here."

Lin Weimin entered the door and saw two brothers, Liu Shusheng and Liu Shuhua, chatting with Shi Tiesheng.

"Coming for the people!"

Several people said hello, and Lin Weimin took a stool and sat next to them. They wanted him to participate in the conversation, but he waved his hand.

"What you say is yours, I'll just listen."

Probably sensing that he was not in a good mood, the Liu Shuhua brothers and Shi Tiesheng stopped communicating with him and continued to discuss creative issues.

While several people were talking, Lin Weimin's eyes were fixed on a piece of floral cloth with a white background and dark blue pattern hanging on Shi Tiesheng's bookcase.

Tiesheng told him that this curtain was sewn by his mother's own hands back then. In Shi Tiesheng's slightly shabby little house, only this piece of floral cloth revealed simple elegance.

The image of a quiet, middle-aged intellectual woman appeared in Lin Weimin's mind inexplicably. Tiesheng's mother fell ill suddenly and died even more suddenly.

He then thought of the tear-jerking essay "Autumn Memories" written by him and published in "People's Literature".

My thoughts are like smoke, swirling and rising upwards until I don't know where to float, and then fall back into my body. When I came, most of the sadness about separation had dissipated.

While Lin Weimin was dazzling, the Liu Shuhua brothers had already stood up to leave.

Only then did Shi Tiesheng roll his wheelchair and come to him, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

Lin Weimin nodded and told about Guo Yudao.

The two of them talked casually, without any cautious comfort, just like talking about ordinary things like eating and sleeping.

Speaking of his promise to Guo Yudao to write a novel, Shi Tiesheng joked: "Your last work hasn't been published yet, but you already have plans for your next work?"

He was referring to "The Horse Trapper" which has been confirmed but not yet published.

"Originally, I told you about the two themes before. I wrote about friendship first, and then I wrote about love!"

"The hero's name is Guo Yudao?" Shi Tiesheng asked with a smile.

Lin Weimin's face finally showed a smile, "Just call me Guo Yudao, let Lao Guo enjoy a life of drunkenness and dreams."

The theme of love mentioned by Lin Weimin made Shi Tiesheng full of curiosity.

As we all know, Teacher Lin has never been in love.

Shi Tiesheng was very curious about how he, an old bachelor, could write romance novels.

"Can you tell me about it?"

Lin Weimin saw his curious face and said, "Okay, I'll tell you about it."

"The background of the story is in Shanghai in the 1920s. My father was transferred because of his job, and the family traveled across the ocean from France to Shanghai. In the end, they found nothing. My father died in a foreign land, and my mother could only support me and me by opening a French school.

Two brothers..."

Lin Weimin's story is very long, and the setting is intended to be a long one. This novel was born out of a very interesting movie he watched in his previous life.

After he finished telling the story, Shi Tiesheng asked: "Why must this story be told from the perspective of an old French woman?"

Lin Weimin said: "I want to create a handsome... Chinese man with a heart-throb image in the novel. I can't praise myself for being handsome, right? It would be different if it were an old French woman. This Chinese man has become the most popular person in her life."

It’s quite exciting to think about someone who can’t be forgotten by anyone from young girls to old women, right?”

Shi Tiesheng understood Lin Weimin's thinking, but had deep doubts about his ability.

"You are a single man and have never even touched a woman's hand..."

Lin Weimin was anxious, "Who said I haven't even touched a woman's hand?"

"Look at you, I'm just going to state a fact." Shi Tiesheng's expression was relaxed, even a bit joking.

"Rumors! These are all rumors! Not only have I touched a woman's hand, I even have a girlfriend."

"Huh?" Shi Tiesheng's eyes narrowed, "You have a girlfriend? When did it happen? Why didn't I hear you mention it?"

Lin Weimin said proudly: "It's just that I don't want everyone to know about it. You also know how many girls regard me as a literary idol. If they knew that I had a girlfriend, they would probably be willing to die."

Shi Tiesheng suppressed his desire to give him a big dick and asked: "How do you know each other? Tell me quickly."

Seeing his expression, Lin Weimin finally felt elated and told the story of his encounter with Tao Huimin in Zhijiang.

In order for Shi Tiesheng to feel the "beauty of love", he had to do some clever processing.

Encounter at West Lake, coincidence of marriage...

For no other reason than to make this old bachelor with no self-awareness envious and jealous!

Unexpectedly, after listening to Lin Weimin's embellished narrative, Shi Tiesheng looked at him with a bit of caution.

Jealousy really changes people beyond recognition. Tiesheng used to be such a kind-hearted person!

Seeing that my old friend had a partner, he actually became disgusting.

After Lin Weimin left, Shi Tiesheng looked at his sister who was still looking at her back at the door.

I was indeed wary of this guy. How old is his partner? This guy really likes younger people.

Now that Lin Weimin has a girlfriend, Shi Tiesheng feels relieved.

"Don't look at it, your brother Lin's girlfriend is pretty."

Shi Lan turned back and looked at his brother with eyes full of disgust, "I want you to tell me!"

Shi Tiesheng smiled bitterly, "It's true that women are not allowed to stay in college!"

In December, after a long period of selection, the Yanbing Literature Award finally announced the list of award-winning works and writers. The names of "The Wind" and Lin Weimin were prominently included.

The work "The Wind" has won many heavyweight awards for the original author Mai Jia in later generations. Lin Weimin is not too surprised to win the first Yanbing Literature Award.

In addition to Lin Weimin and his "The Wind", the winners this year include Zou Keqin's "Xu Mao and His Daughters", Wei Wei's "The East", Mo Yingfeng's "The General's Song", Yao Xueyin's "Li Zicheng",

The works of six writers including Gu Hua's "Furong Town" and Li Guowen's "Spring in Winter" won this year's Yanbing Literature Award.

In addition to releasing the list of winning works and writers, the jury also announced that it will hold the first Yanbing Literature Award award ceremony at the People's Hall on the 15th of this month.

As China's first literary award named after an individual, the Yanbing Literature Award has been destined to become one of the highest awards in the field of Chinese novels since its birth.

As soon as the names of the winning works and writers were announced, they immediately aroused heated discussions in the domestic literary circles and among literature lovers.

There was a heated discussion in the literary world and among the people about the Yanbing Literature Prize. At the same time, Lin Weimin also received a call from the jury, informing him to be prepared to go to the People's Hall to receive the award.

The seven award-winning writers were notified by phone and had sufficient time to prepare to attend the award ceremony.
To be continued...