The sky, which was still sunny just now, suddenly became gloomy.

Put down my phone and turn on the computer to process some internal information. When it was almost noon, the rain began to fall, hitting the leaves, making crackling sounds.

Ding Yang was asking everyone to get on the bus. The small broken car equipped in the department seemed particularly useful in this kind of weather, at least it could shelter from wind and rain.

"In this kind of weather, are there anyone coming to our tour?" Through the car window, Chen Panpan saw a sightseeing car passing by. "In the afternoon, we sent a message to the travel agency and told them not to enter the mountains."

Wuming City has many mountains and rivers. When the transportation was underdeveloped, the people living in the mountainous areas had a very difficult life, and they had never seen the outside world from their lives to their deaths. In recent years, their living standards have improved and they have begun to learn to develop tourism in other places. Unfortunately, because of insufficient publicity, and the only thing that is special is the local characteristic houses, which can attract very limited tourists.

Chen Chang'an looked at the sightseeing car that Chen Panpan mentioned. There were a few people sitting scattered in the sightseeing car, not many. Looking at Chen Panpan and their attitude towards tourism, you don't need to ask him to know that Wuming City's tourism industry is not developing very well.

The car drove outside the community, and Chen Chang'an borrowed an umbrella from the property and quickly walked downstairs. The corridor was a little wet, probably because other residents accidentally left behind when they went upstairs.

He put away his umbrella and climbed a few steps of the stairs. He saw a young woman running down in a hurry without even having time to comb her hair. Chen Chang'an gave in to the side, turned around and saw the young woman rushing into the rain.

Passing by the fourth floor, Uncle Zhang's house was closed and he probably hadn't come back yet. He went upstairs to steam rice for himself, stir-fry a portion of vegetables and a portion of meat.

The worst thing about living alone is that you can’t finish two dishes, and it’s monotonous to stir-fry one dish.

After dinner, I cleaned up the kitchen, but the rain was still not so small. When Chen Chang'an returned to the room to prepare for lunch, he found a leaf under the bed.

He bent down and picked up the green leaves. He looked at the tree outside the window, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the contact list, but he didn't know who to contact.

At that time, the leaders of relevant departments were worried that criminals would retaliate against him, so they not only changed his name, but also changed their household registration. A few months ago, news came out that the son of the criminal who was shot dead by his father joined an international criminal gang. In order to protect his safety, the relevant departments arranged him to Wuming City and asked him to try not to contact his former classmates and friends.

After passing through the names after names in the contact list, Chen Chang'an clicked on the chat box with Dao Nian.

Chang'an: Mr. Dao Nian, do you believe there are ghosts in the world?

He thought he would have to wait a long time before he would reply to him, but he didn't expect that he would receive Dao Nian's message within half a minute.

Nian: Of course not, why do you think so?

Seeing this answer, he couldn't help laughing.

Chang'an: I have had a few very strange dreams recently, and these dreams are too real.

Year: Think about something on the day and dream about something on the night. Don’t worry, there are no gods or demons in this world.

Chang'an: What about...what is the ghost?

Year: People die like a lamp extinguishes. Is there still temperature on the extinguished candlelight?

Chang'an: Mr. Dao Nian is in a good mood today?

Nian: Why do you ask this?

Chang'an: Because you typed a lot of words with me today.

After the news was released, the other side suddenly stopped replying. Chen Chang'an regretted it. It was rare that the other party was willing to talk to him for a few more words. Why did he speak a slut?

A few minutes later, the phone rang again.

Year: Yes.

Year: You must remember that there are no gods and ghosts in the world.

Chang'an stared at his phone for a long time and laughed silently.

Chang'an: I understand, thank you Mr. Daonian.

There was no reply from there. In the evening, Chen Chang'an came back from the office and took a shower to go to bed. Daonian suddenly sent a message.

Dao Nian: Good night.

Chang'an: Have a good dream.

After closing the chat box between the two, Chen Changan received a call from Director Du to ask him to rest at home for a day tomorrow. He did not refuse. After hanging up the phone, he lay on the bed and treated himself as a spread-out cake.

He thought he would not be able to fall asleep, but he didn't expect that he would sleep particularly sweetly that night, and he didn't wake up after nine o'clock the next morning.

After getting up, I took a shower, put on a black shirt, Chen Chang'an pushed open the door lying on his side, and some relics of his parents were placed inside, and photos of them were hung on the wall.

"Dad, you can't see the letter you wrote to me and my mother." Chen Chang'an sat on the chair and laughed softly, "If you have a spirit after death, read the content of the letter to your mother, so that your mother will not always say that you don't understand romance."

He laughed at himself, picked up a towel and wiped the dust on the photo: "That's it. No matter how much I say, you can't hear it."

The knock on the door sounded, and Chen Chang'an put down his towel and opened the living room door. He saw four men standing outside the door. The man walking in front was holding a wooden box in his hand. It was raining outside, but the wooden box was not stained with a drop of water.

"May I ask, are you Comrade Chen Chang'an?" The man holding the box in both hands looked at Chen Chang'an with a little cautious expression.

"That's right, please come in." Chen Chang'an invited four people to enter. After closing the door, the man handed the box to Chen Chang'an with both hands.

"stand at attention."

"salute!"

Seeing the four people saluting in an orderly manner, Chen Changan was stunned, hugged the box in his arms, bent down to return the gift to them. The box in his arms was not heavy, but he felt that it weighed more than a thousand pounds.

Put the box on the table, Chen Chang'an went to the kitchen to pour water for them. The four of them sat on the sofa, with their backs straightened, as if they were on alert anytime and anywhere.

He did not ask about the identity of these people, and they seemed to be verbally polite, with concern and concern on their dark faces.

Open the wooden box, there is a yellowed diary, a few ordinary pens, watches, medals, and... dad's photos.

The father in the photo was standing in the yellow sand, smiling with white teeth, so energetic and young. After watching the photo for a long time, Chen Changan carefully put the photo back into the box.

There were also some certificates and medals and internal praise letters in the box, but these were not what Chen Changan was most concerned about. He trembled with his hand and opened the envelope bit by bit with a letter-opening knife.

The moment he opened the envelope again, he hurriedly took out the letter paper, but at the moment he was about to open it, he slowed down again.

Chen Changan didn't know what was written in the letter, but his mind was chaotic and thought for a while, how great it would be if his father could come back alive after writing this letter, or if his mother could see this letter during her lifetime.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Changan still opened the letter.

Dear Lanlan, Xiaoyou:

Exhibition of Xinyou!

Tomorrow I will go to a top-secret mission. I can't communicate with my family before going, let alone meet you. The night here is stuffy and hot, and I can't sleep.

On the day you left, you were still coughing. Remember to take medicine on time and don’t just take care of the patients. You will not be able to take care of your health.

...

Last time, Xiaoyou told me that I wanted to buy a military hat, but unfortunately I was in a hurry to leave and didn’t have time to buy it for you. When I go back, I will definitely buy it for you. Not only will I buy a military hat for you, but I also buy a toy car, so don’t say that I’m stingy.

When your father is not at home, you are the only man in the family. Remember to take good care of your mother. When you get older, you will learn to cook well. If you can’t cook, it will be difficult for a man who knows how to cook.

...

Lanlan, there are still two hours before dawn. I have a lot of things in my heart to say to you, but I know that you understand me.

Xiaoyou, my child, the little man in our family. Tonight I suddenly regretted that I didn’t hug you well before leaving, nor did I say I love you in person. Dad used to think that the old men should keep their feelings in their hearts and should not keep them on their lips at any time. But tonight, at this moment, I found that my previous thoughts were wrong.

If you like someone and care about someone, you must speak it out. Don’t be stingy with your own words and praise. This is also love.

Actually, what I want to say is, Lanlan, Xiaoyou, I love you.

When I come back, we will take family photos.

Every time Xiaoyou grows one year older, we will take photos. When you have a wife, your mother and I will show her the family photo to let her know what you looked like when you were a child.

Lanlan, do you think this idea is good?

I am always not good at speaking and my writing style is not good. A letter is written in a confusing way, and there are eagles outside. I think it's almost dawn.

When dawn is dawn, it will be a new day.

I love your great achievements and leave a pen.

On the morning of June 18, 2001

After reading this letter, it took Shen Changan nearly twenty minutes. He was reluctant to miss a word or even a punctuation mark.

"This..." The man who was holding the wooden box just now carefully took out a bag from his pocket, "That day my leader and Captain Shen gave the task together. He said that before leaving, Team Shen told him that he must buy you a military cap after he goes back, otherwise you, a son, will definitely be angry with him."

"Captain Shen... After Team Shen left, the seriously injured leader stayed in the hospital for nearly a year. After being discharged from the hospital, he went to buy this hat, but because of work reasons, he couldn't find you." The man put the children's military cap in Shen Chang'an's hands with tears in his eyes. "The leader said that Team Shen did not break his promise, and he always remembered the promise he gave to you."

"I know." Shen Changan held the children's military cap tightly, "My father is a man of a high position. I have never blamed him, mom... neither did mom."

Although when he was young, he was locked in a cold main hall by his grandmother and cried to his father's photo, asking why he didn't come back and never blamed him.

"Thank you." Shen Changan took the content of the letter and the envelope with his mobile phone, folded the letter paper and put it back into the man's hand, "Please save it well."

"Yes." The man took the letter with both hands, stood up and saluted Shen Changan, and then handed a business card to Shen Changan. "If you encounter any problems in the future, please contact the person above."

Shen Changan smiled with red eyes: "Thank you."

Saying these four dusty men, he put the box into the wardrobe and locked it, and sat blankly against the wardrobe. When the phone rang, the caller turned out to be Dao Nian.
Chapter completed!