The photo shows her first trip with Han Jue, when Han Jue was pursuing her.

It is not clear to say that it is a pursuit. Because during that period, he always appeared beside her, and she was happy to take him wherever she went - in the name of a friend.

She and Han Jue met at a certain banquet, and he helped her get rid of the embarrassment. She recognized Han Jue, who stirred up the storm and faded out of public vision. Out of gratitude and curiosity, even though Han Jue's tone was extremely harsh, she chatted with him. After seeing the other party's deceased intention, she also advised him and said it would hurt.

She thought the two wouldn't have any interaction at the time, but they met frequently in the next few large cocktail parties.

She was looking for opportunities to perform, and Han Jue was just standing there, wandering around, not talking to anyone, with a stiff look on his face, and always scaring people away like a hunter seeking prey. Occasionally, a woman like her who was invited by the organizer to come to him, greed for his fame that still had a little bit of heat. Han Jue would only rudely let the other party get away and stay away from him.

It was probably the fourth time she met by chance, and she finally walked over and asked Han what he was here for.

Perhaps because Han Jue still remembers her, his attitude was not terrible and bad when talking to her. Han Jue said he came here to try to make friends, but it seemed that he couldn't do it.

She remembered what the two talked about when they first met - he wanted to find a friend to collect the body for him. While she was stunned, she also felt a little funny. How could anyone make friends in such a clumsy way, and for such a reason.

She smiled and said to Han Jue, "You can't trust me before, so we can try to be friends first. Meeting so many times is also a kind of fate. And I have many friends. If you want to make more friends, I can introduce some to you."

Han Jue frowned and said, I have never been friends with women.

She said, it doesn't matter, I can teach you.

After that, they exchanged contact information and no longer just met at a cocktail party.

"My friend asked you to come out and play, you have to come out right away."

"A friend encountered a good thing, you want to treat him to celebrate. Do you know what I like to eat?"

"If your friend is in a bad mood, you need to comfort him. Bring the wine over here."

"I'm going to meet a producer later. If I don't come back in fifteen minutes, you come and pick me up. It's up to you."

"I told you what I encountered today, and you also talk about yours."

"This playboy is chasing me, I hate him. When we talk, you come over with flowers. Don't hit people! By the way, I want roses."

"Friend, I can't sleep. Chat with me."

"After chatting in the evening, say 'good night'!"

“…”

Some things undoubtedly went beyond the scope of friends, and she did not remind her, but let the boundaries blur little by little. She still took Han Jue to many places in the name of her friend, taught him to do a lot of things, and took him to meet many people.

Gradually, like a stubborn stone, even if she didn't have to call him on her own initiative, Han Jue would consciously follow her to anywhere, worrying that every time she went out, she would always help her block all her disliked gazes in front of the crowd. He began to share things in life with her every detail, and began to ask her if she had a good meal. When she couldn't sleep, he would answer the call no matter when the time was called. After the call, he must be waiting for her to hang up the phone...

Someone asked her if she was with Han Jue, and she just smiled and asked Han Jue, "Hey, what do you think?"

Han Jue just smiled at a loss, only seeing her in his eyes, and there was no one else except that.

"bite--"

The sound of the cell phone suddenly interrupted Weng Nanxi's memories.

She took her phone and looked at it. As expected, the news came from the comedy artist suitor.

[Friend, I can't sleep.] He said.

Weng Nanxi stared at the news in a daze.

In addition to work, in order to avoid causing ambiguity, she rarely responded to the opposite sex late at night in the past two years. But at the moment she saw the news, she actually had the idea of ​​replying.

Now that she has the ability and weapons to protect herself, she no longer needs to endure disgust and cautiously deal with every person surrounding her like when she was young. She no longer needs to seek shelter from one powerful person after another in panic, and dare not stop and climb upwards. None of them is needed.

She has both money and power. Therefore, her standards when seeking a partner have become extremely simple - just make her feel that the other person is loving her.

Regarding love, Weng Nanxi can express several definitions, adapting to different scenarios and different degrees. But when she thinks about her past, she has truly experienced the feeling of being loved, only that time.

The only experience of feeling loved was from Han Jue.

When she followed the standards of Han Jue treating her in the past and the feeling that Han Jue gave her in the past, she found that no one looked like him.

No one is like him.

Last year, I listened to a song "Under the Mount Fuji" on Mount Fuji. He told her not to immerse herself in the past, and he told her not to let memories become burdens.

But how could the memories of regret not become a burden? When she recalled the past, the more regretful she felt, the harder it was to move forward.

She could not disturb him and Zhang Yiman, and not have any interaction with him, but she could not throw away memories.

So when a person who could remind her of Han Jue appeared, she hesitated. Even though she knew she was deceiving herself, she felt like she was experiencing the past again. It seemed that as long as she treated the messages sent from the other end of the screen, she could make up for the regrets of the past.

Weng Nanxi picked up his phone and hesitated to enter the message.

After typing a few words, hesitating whether to post it, Weng Yao suddenly knocked on the door.

Weng Nanxi was frightened and covered her cell phone.

"Sister, do you want to eat fruit?" Weng Yao shouted outside the door.

Weng Nanxi said: "No."

"Then I'll go to bed first. You should also take a break early. There is no hurry to do the script, you can watch it tomorrow."

"knew."

Weng Nanxi breathed out.

The feeling of being touched by the scene was interrupted by this, and my mood suddenly calmed down.

Weng Nanxi put his phone aside, put away the photos, and then took the script and planned to read the script first.

While eating, I read a few pages of the script. The opening show was a woman named Du Xiaobai. She participated in the festival of her lover who died unexpectedly while climbing a mountain. Then she went to her lover's home and found a high school graduation memorial book. She recorded the old site of her lover in the memorial book, and Du Xiaobai sent a letter to the old site.

The person who received this letter was indeed Tang Jingshu, but he was just a woman, with the same name and surname as Du Xiaobai's deceased fiancé. When the female Tang Jingshu received this inexplicable letter, she couldn't think of who the signature [Du Xiaobai] was. She struggled all night and finally replied to the letter. After Du Xiaobai received the letter, she ran to her good friend Qiu Ye's studio. After Qiu Ye asked a lot of trivial questions about life as usual, Du Xiaobai anxiously told the story of sending the letter and receiving the letter.

Qiu Ye said aggrievedly, although I was a little late for A Shu and I have not shown it for so many years, but I am very serious about this relationship. If you haven't accepted me yet, I am not in a hurry. I can wait for it any time. Even if you want to reject me, don't reject me with such unscientific reasons.

Du Xiaobai explained shyly and panic, saying that she had really received a reply from A Shu. She showed Qiu Ye the letter with the letter that said "I'm fine, but I have some colds." Qiu Ye angrily thought it was a prank and said that if it were that boy A Shu, he would definitely write me to take good care of you, so this is definitely not A Shu.

However, Du Xiaobai still regarded the other side as his deceased husband and planned to use these letters to send longing. Even if Qiu Ye asked her how long she hadn't gone out and whether she would go out for a walk to see the sunshine, she chose to stay at home on the grounds of accepting the letter. Qiu Ye did not want Du Xiaobai to be deceived by the scammer, so she sent a letter without telling Du Xiaobai and asked the other party to prove that it was Tang Jingshu. A few days later, the other party sent a copy of his ID card. Qiu Ye and Du Xiaobai realized that the person who received the letter was not a prank, but coincidentally, the same name and surname as his friend Tang Jingshu.

Qiu Ye was very happy to find out the truth, but Du Xiaobai was extremely disappointed. He felt that he was forcibly awakened from his dream and had no way to rely on his deceased husband. Qiu Ye was not angry about this. He seriously expressed his concerns to Du Xiaobai. He said that since A Shu left, Du Xiaobai had not met new friends and had resigned from industry for a long time. He lost all his interests and hobbies, often stunned, forgetful, motionless, and did not eat in time. Such a thing is really worrying.

"There are many beautiful things in this world, and A Shu must also hope that you can regain happiness." Qiu Ye, who said this, was about to take Du Xiaobai to a long journey, and according to the address on the letter paper, he went to see this woman with the same name and surname as A Shu...

So far, Weng Nanxi thinks "Love Letter" is quite ordinary. After reading the list of actors, he knows that the heroine of this movie plays two roles, which is similar to the movie she made two years ago. The effect is similar to the [control variable] in the experiment, and it discusses things outside the skin. Most of them will have substitutes that find themselves as [substitutes] hidden tragedy.

She guessed that the core of this story should be about the story of Du Xiaobai exploring the past of his deceased husband and being eventually saved and cured. But the director is Han Jue who made "Black Mirror", and it is hard to say what the ending will be. If Du Xiaobai finally finds herself a substitute, and fails to come out in despair and leads to a tragedy, it is also possible.

Weng Nanxi only saw this before taking a shower.

She added wine to the wine glass, then flipped through the script and continued to read.

………………………………………

Since Tang Jingshu received the letter from Du Xiaobai one after another, he has been wondering who Du Xiaobai was and whether he had seen him there, but after thinking for a long time, he had no idea and could only regard it as a prank.

The other party first cared about her cold, accompanied by cold medicine, and later wrote some literary sentences about sadness of spring and autumn. Suddenly, one day, Du Xiaobai asked her to show evidence that she was Tang Jingshu.

The more Tang Jingshu thought about it, the more confused he felt, so he sent a copy of his ID card and left a message, asking the other party not to send a letter.

As expected, the other party stopped sending it.

Tang Jingshu's life returned to normal pace, but the cold had not been cured. She didn't dare to take Du Xiaobai's cold medicine, and she didn't want to go to the hospital. She just relied on her youth and wanted to get through it. When it really didn't work, she just went to the hospital again.

Even if my mother reminded her, she didn't think that catching a cold would turn into pneumonia so easily, and eventually died like her father.

"If a person dies, he will easily be forgotten." My mother always has this attitude when she mentions her father. In life, she does live like she has forgotten her dead husband. Whether she supports her family, deals with the outside world, or takes care of the elderly at home, her mother is well organized.

Recently, I even picked a new house and prepared to move from my ancestral home. However, my grandfather, who lives with me, refused to move away no matter what, always said that he had precious memories here, which looked like an old stubborn man.

She also wanted to see what her new home looked like, but halfway through, her mother drove her out of the car and asked her to go to the hospital as soon as possible.

Tang Jingshu felt that his mother was making a big fuss, but in the spirit of coming, he still checked in to wait to see the doctor. After seeing the doctor briefly, he returned home and passed by the mailbox, but found a letter inside.

It was written by the one named Du Xiaobai again. Fortunately, the other party explained in the letter, saying that the Tang Jingshu she knew was not the female Tang Jingshu who received the letter now.

Tang Jingshu, who understood what was going on,

As letters come and go, they are like the keys to open the memory. Those days in high school emerge like videos.

From the first day of high school, she was troubled by a boy with the same name and surname as her. This trouble lasted for a whole high school. Outsiders may think that having a classmate of the same name and surname will make life much more interesting like or TV, but in fact it is not. Because of the embarrassment, the two of them always avoid talking and avoid being too close to others and gossiped about. Even if they were selected as management cadres in the library like a prank, they rarely communicate. He never even works, just stands by the window and reads books and is lazy. Sometimes it also makes trouble for her work. For example, when borrowing books, they borrow a bunch of unpopular books, and use their own names to seize the position on the borrowing card.

After the exam, she was hit hard and almost cried when she looked at the scores on the test paper. She found that the test paper in her hand was not hers at all. She went to him to exchange it for the test paper, and he had already painted on the test paper, and he was still slow to change it, but he actually got the answer. In short, his personality was extremely bad. He was taciturn and liked to solve problems with violence when he didn't get along well with his classmates. Even if the beautiful girl confessed to him, he cruelly refused to refuse the party without mercy and did not know how to be gentle.

I broke my legs in a car accident, but I was still dragging my legs that had not yet been fully recovered on the day of the sports meeting. When the competition started, I fell to the ground without taking a few steps and finally got rid of the funniest...

In short, the more the letter was written, the memories about him could not stop.

Du Xiaobai asked Tang Jingshu to take a few photos of the track. She ran to her alma mater. As she took a photo, she met a teacher who had taught her and was taken to the school library where she and the male Tang Jingshu used to work. There were students in the library sorting out books. When they heard her name was Tang Jingshu, they were all very excited. It turned out that when they were sorting out books, they discovered the bad taste that the male Tang Jingshu had left behind - writing their own name on the loan card of unpopular books.

Tang Jingshu listened to the laughter of his classmates and looked at the three words [Tang Jingshu] on the card, and felt that he was so close to memories. She explained to the schoolmates that it was not her who wrote the card, but another boy. After hearing this, the schoolmates shouted romance. Tang Jingshu was so depressed that he complained in his heart that he knew tortured her. Even now many years later, it had caused trouble for her.

Before leaving, she talked to the teacher about the troublesome man Tang Jingshu.

Then, caught off guard, she heard about his recent situation. A "recent situation" that could not be updated two years ago.

He is dead.

The man Tang Jingshu died two years ago in a mountain disaster.

This news seemed to suddenly break the key to the memory door. Her condition suddenly worsened, and she fainted when she was at home that night.

This scared the mother and grandfather at home. It was very snowing, and the ambulance could not arrive in time. When the grandfather was ruthless, he carried Tang Jingshu and ran to the hospital. He vowed not to let the child's father happen again on Tang Jingshu.
To be continued...