C300 Waiting for the First Person to Send a Letter
C300 Waiting for the First Person to Send a Letter
Rong Yu opened the door, and a faint fragrance greeted him, making him feel relaxed and relaxed.
It seemed like no one had been here for a long time. The air in the hut was quite fresh, and the faint fragrance seemed to come from a special kind of incense in a certain country.
"There will be people cleaning this place regularly. "
The man pushed open the door and leaned sideways. He slightly nodded his head and teased. "Mrs. Rong, please. "
Fu Nuan stuck her head out and looked around. Just as her feet stepped into the door, her pair of eyes could not help but look around curiously.
Mr. Rong's secret cottage. . .
It seemed to be quite interesting!
She was interested in this special room.
The house was not big, but it was decorated warmly. Moreover, it had all five internal organs. All the necessities that she could think of were here.
"Why did you. . . "
Fu Nuan wanted to ask why he had never mentioned it. Before she could say it, Rong Yu took her to the sofa and sat down.
He had expected her to ask this. The man's thin lips curled and said,
"Before meeting you, there would occasionally be restless moments. This place can bring peace to people. "
"I brought you here because I want to bring this peace to you as well"
Rong Yu looked deeply into her eyes. Every word was clear and distinct.
Her eyes stared blankly into his eyes. A trace of warmth flowed through her heart.
In order to not let the person who loved her worry about her again, she had to adjust her state of mind as soon as possible.
. . .
After resting for a while, Rong Yu brought her to the front yard and walked around.
Everything here made her feel at ease, as if she had returned to a pure and natural state. All her worries and worries were thrown to the back of her mind.
There was a small path behind the cottage that extended into the mountains.
Fu Nuan was very curious about the unknown and new things and could not help but ask.
"Where can this path lead to?"
The man's gaze looked towards the layers of bluestone stairs, all the way to the end of his sight.
"The top of the mountain. "
Fu Nuan also looked over. Other than the bluestone steps and the trees, she did not see anything.
What was at the top of the mountain?
"There is a legend among them.
Fu Nuan's eyes slightly trembled and just as she wanted to say something, her stomach started to cry out at an inappropriate time.
She awkwardly turned her head away and her face turned slightly red.
The man smiled dotingly and stroked her hair like a puppy.
"Let's go, I'll make dinner for you. "
"But you just said. . . "
She was still thinking about that "legend," so when she got interested and stopped here, it really made one's heart scratch.
Seeing that the woman was scratching her heart with all her hands, Rong Yu raised the corner of his lips.
It seemed that Xiaonuo's "curious baby" attribute was completely inherited from her mother.
"First satisfy the desire in your mouth and stomach, then satisfy your curiosity. "
He held the woman's soft hand tightly, and the two of them walked side by side, back to the small house.
Food had long been prepared here, and everything was available.
"You go and rest"
"I'll help you"
She wanted to take the ingredients from Rong Yu's hands to help wash them, but he did not have the slightest intention of letting her do it. He silently looked at her.
After staring at each other for a long time, Fu Nuan was defeated. She obediently sat on the sofa and waited for dinner.
She stared intently at the man in the kitchen and could not help but feel emotional.
He had a huge corporation to manage and also had to take care of her feelings. Putting down the work in his hands to accompany her here to relax, she also had to work harder and become strong.
. . .
After dinner, Rong Yu sat on the sofa and Fu Nuan rested on his lap.
"Oh right, that legend?"
The man was still thinking about it. He smiled helplessly and said quietly, "There is a post office at the top of that mountain. It is said that the first person who walks to the top of the mountain and sends a letter every day, no matter where the recipient is, will receive the letter and receive the blessing. "
"Really?"
The woman looked up at him and asked seriously.
"There are letters. "
Rong Yu gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips and asked, "Do you want to try?"
Fu Nuan was silent.
Such a rumor was just to find comfort in her heart.
But. . . At this moment, she really wanted to believe it.
She wanted to write a letter to her mother, to tell her mother that she missed her and also hoped that her mother could obtain her blessing and live a good life in another world.
"I'll go with you tomorrow morning"
At night, the wind at the lakeside was slightly cool, gently blowing Fu Nuan's hair.
She tilted her head slightly to lean on his shoulder, raising her eyes to look at the stars in the sky.
After autumn, there was less rain, and it was easier to see the starry sky on the outskirts of the clear night than in the city.
"Thank you for bringing me here. "
And thank you for accompanying me.
Rong Yu turned his head and gently caressed her cheek with his big, warm palm. He said in a low voice: "I only hope that you are happy. "
Nothing was more important than you.
Time passed. Suddenly, a gust of strong wind blew, and the temperature dropped.
Rong Yu took off his coat and put it on for her.
"It's late. Go back and rest. "
He tightened the clothes on her body, held her in his arms, and returned to the house.
Inside the house, the fireplace was burning, the fire was swaying, and the warm yellow light illuminated the entire house, making it even brighter and more cozy.
Fu Nuan took out a piece of paper and laid it on the table. She picked up the pen and started writing.
Towards her mother, she had a lot of things she wanted to say.
There were letters.
Then she believed that her mother, who was far away in Heavenly State, would definitely receive this letter.
In the end, she wrote down two or three pages in great detail. She carefully folded it neatly and placed it in an envelope.
The man quietly stayed by her side, not saying a word.
She turned around and smiled faintly at his deep eyes.
. . .
The next day.
It was not even five o'clock when the two of them set off from the house. The sky had just started to brighten.
The mountain path was not easy to walk on. Fortunately, there were limestone steps along the way, so it was not to the extent of slipping.
Fu Nuan's hands were tightly holding the letter that she wrote to her mother. Her eyes were filled with anticipation.
The dew on the stone steps had yet to dissipate, and the moss was slippery.
Rong Yu was worried that she would fall, so he held her hand and led the way. From time to time, he would look back at her.
"Don't worry about me, I can do it!"
This was the only thing she could do for her mother. No matter what, she would do it.
Looking up, the stone steps meandered into the mountains, with no end in sight.
Fu Nuan could not help but quicken her pace. If it was not the first one, it would not be effective!
Even if she was tired, she could not stop.
Rong Yu knew the obsession in her heart. She wanted to do it, and he indulged her.
When the two of them reached the top of the mountain, the sun rose and illuminated the mountain.
When they found the post office, there was a hale and hearty old man standing at the door.
Seeing someone come, the old man lit the pipe in his hand and said, "Young man, it's quite early. "
Fu Nuan immediately went forward, her eyes full of hope.
"Old man, may I ask if we are the first ones to send a letter?"
The elder nodded his head, turned around and walked into the house.
"Come in. "
Fu Nuan followed behind and entered the small post office.
There was only one window inside, and behind it sat old madame, who was about the same age as the old man.
Fu Nuan gently smoothened the tightly clenched letter in her hands and passed it to old madame with both hands.
She pasted the stamps on it and stamped it. After that, old madame threw it into the mailbox and looked up and gave her a kind smile.
"Elder, is there only the two of you here?"
She had noticed that there were no other employees in this special post office since she came in.
Old madame smiled and said, "There is no need for others here. . . My wife and I have been guarding this post office for more than half of our lives. We are already used to waiting. "
"Waiting for what?"
" Waiting for the first person to send a letter every day to appear. "
This was the meaning of them staying with the post office for the rest of their lives.