Wanjin Lady

Chapter 183 Letters
Love...is really unreliable.

If you talk to it about reason, evidence, and logic, it will just slap you in the face.

Back then, she and her ex-fiancé were an enviable couple from campus to graduation and then entering society.

The two were a perfect match, with similar interests and values. They could hang out at upscale establishments together, as well as share a beer stall. There was even a time when they had to sleep in separate rooms; otherwise, they could share a bed and chat about everything until 2 or 3 in the morning, and then, after a deeper discussion, it would be dawn.

A companion who walks hand in hand through wind and rain.

The person who was supposed to walk with her to the end of life left her half a year after she was diagnosed with stomach cancer.

When she was first diagnosed, she was completely confused.

But her ex-fiancé hugged her and cried even harder than her. His tears were burning and dripped into her collar, as if they were going to burn a hole in the skin on her neck.

Later, he followed his parents and took her to various hospitals. In the past six months, his hair fell out a lot and was no longer as thick and lush as before.

Is she saying that her ex-fiancé doesn't love her?
impossible.

She had felt his strong and sincere emotions.

However, after she started fighting cancer, she lost her hair, lost her appetite, became as thin as a skeleton, and had a bad temper. She often yelled at him because of the pain from the illness.

He always cowered, like a child who was bullied into a corner and didn't know how to refute. He just pursed his lips stubbornly and remained silent, not saying a word, becoming a trash can for her to vent her emotions.

It was not until later that she learned that he was suffering from severe depression.

When he left, he cried and said: I love you, but I also want to love myself.

Wen Wan often wondered if their love could not stand the test?
No.

It seemed that it was simply that her gentleness could not stand the test.

She... is meant to live out her life alone and not bring harm to anyone.

So she never wants to be slapped in the face by love again in her life.

Wen Wan couldn't sleep. The water outside was freezing. She put on a fox fur coat and got out of bed. When she heard the noise inside, Hongmei woke up immediately. She yawned and cried, and approached with the oil lamp in her hand. "What's wrong with the girl?"

"I can't sleep—" Wen Wan stood up and walked to the desk by the window, urging Hong Mei, "You go to sleep. I'll write back to my senior brother."

"Miss, have you found a way to save Madam Mei?" Hongmei was delighted, all her sleepiness disappeared, and she volunteered, "Then I'll grind ink for you!"

It was late at night, but the light was on in Wen Wan's room. Hong Mei rested her chin on one hand, leaning on the table to accompany Wen Wan. Seeing the small black spots on the paper, Hong Mei could only advise: "Girl, just give up. Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to give up. The calligraphy you wrote is too big to fit on this small piece of paper!"

Seeing such a long and eloquent reply letter, Hongmei was really worried that the carrier pigeon was too heavy and couldn't fly!

Hongmei handed Wenwan the reed pen she usually used. "Don't worry, young lady. You're writing back to Master Cheng. Old Master Yao won't read it, so he won't scold you!"

God have mercy on her. Every time Wen Wan goes to Mr. Yao’s school, her palms suffer.

Out of curiosity, Hongmei went there once. When she was standing in the corridor waiting, she heard Mr. Yao scolding the girl in a loud voice.

He simply disliked the girl's poor handwriting, lack of wrist strength, and weak handwriting, so after scolding her, he had to hit her palm with a ruler!
Poor girl, she has never suffered from academic hardship in her life!
Wen Wan took the pen from Hong Mei and seemed to accept her fate. "Forget it. Anyway, it's only for Senior Brother to see, so it doesn't matter whether the handwriting is good or bad."

Wen Wan used a reed pen to instantly find the feeling of writing as if possessed by a god during the college entrance examination. She quickly wrote hundreds of words on a small piece of paper.

Hongmei asked curiously, "Miss, what did you write?" Wenwan smiled and said, "I asked my senior brother to reason with him and appeal to his emotions. If all else fails, we'll use swords to coerce that Scholar An into releasing Lady Mei."

"This..." Hongmei always felt that her daughter was bullying her because she couldn't read, so she said something nonsense. "How could Mr. Cheng, a banished immortal, offend his classmates for a little girl like Mei?"

Wen Wan chuckled softly, "My senior brother is very filial. He may not be willing to risk his life for Madam Mei, but he is definitely willing to fulfill my adoptive father's friendship with his old friend."

Hongmei frowned sadly, "I really hope Madam Mei and Xiao Chongrong can return safely."

The Wen family...can't afford to lose another person.

Within two or three days of Wen Wan sending the letter, she received a reply from Cheng Yunzhang. To be precise, Cheng Yunzhang had already written to her before he received her letter full of bad ideas.

"No wonder the magpies are chirping on the branches today. It turns out there's something happy about to happen." Wen Wan called Hongmei, Chen Ma, and the others, and read Cheng Yunzhang's letter to them. "Senior Brother has already rescued Madam Mei and sent someone to escort her back to Ping County. Before the end of the year... we'll be able to see Madam Mei!"

A group of people started chattering.

"This Master Cheng is truly capable! How did he rescue Madam Mei? And why didn't Master An make a scene?"

"Where's An Zhongrong? He's the son of Mr. An. Madam Mei can leave, but I'm afraid her son won't be able to!"

Chen Ma thought more, "We have to leave cleanly, otherwise, like last time, Madam Mei will be dragged back by the An family again at any time."

Wen Wan smiled and put aside everyone's doubts, "Senior Brother didn't mention the details either."

Everyone couldn't help but look disappointed.

"In five or six days, Madam Mei will come home. We can ask her then."

When Aunt Chen heard this, she immediately got busy happily. "I'll tidy up the bedding for Madam Mei. She's a very clean lady. She kept her room very clean during the few days she stayed at our house."

Hongmei was worried about An Zhongrong. "I don't know if little Zhongrong can come back with his mother. The second young lady has been very worried these past few days. She has been tugging at my clothes and asking when little Zhongrong will come back."

Mei Qing had not yet arrived at the Wen family, but Cheng Yunzhang's letter had returned first.

Obviously, Cheng Yunzhang had received her reply, which was covered with a row of small characters written in a flamboyant style, as if the person was standing in front of Wen Wan, smiling as gentle as jade.

The beasts are ferocious, but they are not as ugly as the handwriting of my junior sister. I have collected my junior sister's masterpiece and need her to redeem it with ten thousand gold coins.

Turn over again.

There is an ugly beast painted on the back.

Wen Wan fell backwards in anger.

The entire Wen family home has been swept and cleaned again. Many major events have happened in the Wen family this year, and two people have died. Aunt Chen had already sprinkled salt in every corner of the room to ward off evil spirits.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wen Wan took Hongmei to visit Lu Ping's grave.

In the ice and snow, this pregnant woman wore the non-slip soles specially made by Chen Ma and walked nimbly between the mountains and forests.

She deliberately picked a touch of red to wear, brought the winery's sweetest wine, and went to West Street to buy the mung bean cake that Lu Ping loved to eat.

Hongmei poured the wine in front of Luping's grave and said with a smile, "You are so lucky! The girl said that it was New Year's Day and she was worried that you would be lonely underground, so she dragged me here. You know, the girl is pregnant, and this mountain road is not easy to walk on. She must be exhausted. We had to sneak out without the master's knowledge!"

(End of this chapter)