Although the tone of the whole letter was not particularly excessive, there was a sense of intimacy between the lines, and it was true that everything was said.

After reading a letter, Jiang Xiao takes a look at fan Xian, who indicates that she can read all the letters.

Jiang Xiao was not in a hurry and showed all the 17 letters.

Because of the date of sending the letter, and fan Xian arranged the date well. Looking down, it is that their correspondence date is getting longer and the letters are becoming more and more intimate.

Originally, it was called "leisure", and then it became "leisure", "small leisure" and "Dear leisure".

"My dearest little leisure, there is nothing else to say in this letter. There is only one central idea: I miss you and I want to see you."

"I haven't slept well these days, and I've been up several nights. When I get up and look at the moonlight outside the window, I can't help thinking of you. I can't help thinking of you. I can't help but think that one day we can meet, embrace, feel the temperature of each other and become mutual comfort. I don't know whether you sleep soundly or dream of me at this time. I regard the moon as you, and I feel very close to you. "

"Leisure, training in the daytime is very hard. A partner mentions his wife in the countryside, shy and happy. When he talks about his wife, I also think of you. Is this not a kind of happiness? When others show their sweetness, I have some people to think about, some people to look forward to, and feelings to send. "

"To the leisure of my heart, I'm going to work. I don't know if I can come back safely, but I will take good care of it with the faith of looking forward to meeting you."

Tut tut.

If Meng had been able to write such a letter in the past, pigs would have gone up the tree.

After their engagement, they became unmarried husband and wife. Meng's letters in the past were not so sour.

When two people were together, or intimate, he could say anything funny, and sometimes made her blush, but it would still be restrained in the letter.

In case the letter is read by others, I'm afraid it will not affect her or make her lose face.

This is not the tone of Meng in the past.

What's more, the handwriting is not Meng's in the past.

Although this is also a beautiful word, but also some sharp, it can be seen that it was written by a man.

Jiang Xiao puts down the letter and looks at fan Xian.

"It's not my husband's handwriting."

Fan Xian was stunned.

Jiang Xiao thinks he is very serious and sincere.

"Ms. fan, you should have noticed that the signature of each letter is Huaiyuan, not Meng Xinian." Jiang Xiao actually felt very strange, because the letters were all signed in Huaiyuan, where is the name of Meng in the past? Why did fan Xian think it was Meng Xinian?

Fan Xian looked at Meng in the past, "isn't your word Huaiyuan?"

"I've never taken my characters." Meng said in the past.

He called him year after year, when he was a child.

Since then, he has been using Daiming, where did Huaiyuan come from?

Fan Xian was in a flash.

It's not right...

"who told you my word is Huaiyuan Meng glanced at the letter and asked in a deep voice, "where is your reply address? Who is the recipient? The other party received a reply? "

Fan Xian's face turned pale.

She took out a black and white one inch photo from her pocket and handed it to Meng Xinian.

Meng took the photo in the past year.

Jiang Xiao also came over to have a look. The young people above had inch hair, sword eyebrows, deep eyes and thin lips. They were very energetic and handsome.

When he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

This is indeed a picture of Meng in the past.

"Look behind." Fan said.

Meng looked over the photo in the past year and wrote on his back: Huaiyuan, taken in laohutong photo studio.

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