Urban: I Got a Space-Time Mailbox and I Can Write to My Past Self

Chapter 67

Chapter 67 I woke up, and there was a woman beside me! (monthly ticket plus more)

Wen Ling tilted her head.

“Write a letter? What letter?”

It is hard for her to imagine that Lin Xian sent her 10 million dollars all the way, but it turned out to be ~ want her to write a letter??

This is too much!

But then she shook her head:

“Forget it, as long as you are willing to give me the money, you can do whatever you want.”

Wen Ling’s leg was not fast enough, and it was obviously interrupted.

But he didn’t go to the hospital for treatment.

So I walked with a tumor and a crut.

She was clutching the bed.

It took a lot of effort for the boss to stand up

The white bed ii had black mud prints wherever she had caught it.

“What letter to write?

Wen Ling asked.

Lin Xian asked her to wash her hands first.

Wen Ling in 2015, she was a wealthy daughter, if the letter she wrote was dirty and full of black mud, it would be a fake.

After Wen Ling washed her hands, she washed her face again, and by the way, she washed her head again.

Even if she looked like a sloppy old lady.

But after all, she was still a girl in her 20s.

Lin Xian prepared paper and pen for her.

Then step back to the side:

“Wen Ling, can you still write your original pear flower body?”

After Wen Ling listened, he laughed:

“Unexpectedly, there are still people who remember my pear blossom body. That is the pride of my life.

“I once thought that sooner or later in my life I would die in the wilderness and be eaten by wild dogs, but…

“Thinking about it this way, sometimes, I feel more comfortable in my heart.”

Lin Xian didn’t come here to listen to Wen Ling’s complaints and tell stories.

He thinks Wenling is pitiful.

However, poor people must have something to hate.

What did you run back then?

It is possible that I feel that I can live a good life with the transferred property when I arrive in the United States.

Where did the money come from?

Is it clean?

Obviously negative.

For Wenling herself, she was just an 18-year-old girl at the time. If she did not follow her mother to the United States, the country would not embarrass her at all.

His father’s business has nothing to do with her.

She can still go to university, work, get married, and lead a normal life.

All this is Wen Ling’s own choice.

“Wen Ling, you can tell your story later.”

“Tell me, you haven’t written for so many years, can you still write with the same pear style as you did in high school?”

Wen Ling laughed, picked up the pen directly, and began to write on the paper.

When writing, the pen in her hand is like a paintbrush, hooking around on the paper, not like writing, like painting!

At the end of each stroke, it will make a bend in a certain direction.

It seems strange on closer inspection.

But after the whole poem was written, it was completely integrated! Complementary, exquisite and unique!

After Wen Ling finished writing, he handed the paper to Lin Xian:

“Writing is my only hobby. Even if I came here and lived this life, I never gave up writing.”

.Only the pear-shaped copybook I wrote at the beginning can stay in this world. ”

Lin Xian took it.

Found that this is a very familiar word

“Drunken Flower Yin”

The mist is thick and the clouds are sorrowful forever, and the brain is extinguished by the golden beast. On the Double Ninth Festival, the jade pillow gauze kitchen, the coolness in the middle of the night is beginning.

After Dongli put the wine in the evening, there was a dark fragrance. I can’t help it. The curtain winds in the west wind, and people are thinner than Huang Hua.

On the paper, every word is round and lively pear blossom.

If you don’t see it with your own eyes.

Lin Xian really couldn’t believe that this font full of femininity was written by a skinny old lady.

“The wind is rolling in the west, people are thinner than yellow flowers.”

I have to say that it is really good fortune.

“I’ve seen this picture you wrote. It was in the Children’s Palace in Donghai City. Have you written one to them before?”

Wen Ling shook her head calmly:

“I can’t remember.”

“When Pear Blossoms were on fire, countless people all over the country wanted to ask me for a picture every day. I can’t remember how much I sent it out.”

Lin Xian looked at this picture carefully and compared it with the “Drunken Flower Yin” in Donghai Children’s Palace.

It’s exactly the same.

Replace it like a fake!

It seems

Wen Ling’s calligraphy level has not declined at all.

“Yes, it’s still the same flavor of the year.”

Lin Xian praised truthfully.

It’s no wonder that Dai Chuchan said that such a seamless, picture-like font cannot be imitated at all.

Wen Ling turned her pen and smiled:

“Say old classmate, what letter can I write for you?”

Lin Xian took out the unmailed letter from his backpack.

It’s the letter that pretends to be a girl, is pretentious, extremely demon, and full of emoji

………………

“Forget it, let me tell you and write it.”

What a shame.

Lin Xian didn’t have the guts to show this letter to Wen Ling.

Will definitely be laughed to death

Wen Ling nodded, took another piece of letter paper, and prepared to write while listening.

Lin Xian cleared his throat:

“Dear Lin Xian, hello.”

Wen Ling looked at Lin Xian blankly, opened her mouth wide, and did not write.

Lin Xian was stunned by her:

“What a daze! Write it!”

Wen Ling tilted her head, the wrinkles on her face squeezed together:

“What letter are you writing? Do you want to write to yourself?”

…………………. That’s right.

“Then why do you have to let me write? Do you like my pear blossom body so much?”

“Wen Ling, I came with 10 million dollars. It’s not easy for you, so don’t ask so much. After writing this letter, you take the money and leave, I take the letter and leave, and we will not see you. pass.”

Wen Ling smiled and stopped talking.

Turn your head and start writing.

Lin Xian said while she wrote:

[Lin Xian from the class next door:]

【Hello. 】

[You must not guess who I am, I am your schoolmate, Liu Yiyi–the best girlfriend–Wen Ling–]Snapped!

Wen Ling was so scared that she threw the fountain pen out!

Turned his head.

Looking at Lin Xian in horror:

“Lin Lin Xian? Did you have a very serious illness?”

“Just what, that kind of split personality, delusion, etc., did Liu Yiyi’s death affect you so much?

Lin Xian clutching his forehead

Unable to refute it.

Oral let others write such disgusting letters

He himself feels sick!

After sending this letter back.

What Wang Hao said became an issue that had to be considered.

In 2015, will the 18-year-old Liu Yiyi give up the opportunity to study abroad for herself?

In 2021, will 24-year-old Liu Yiyi give up her superior life and run away with herself for her own sake?

Lin Xian shook his head.

Once the past changes, the future will also change and become unknown.

The answer to all this

All will be announced tomorrow morning after waking up.

But the only thing Lin Xian can be sure of is one-

“If Liu Yiyiken confessed to me at the age of 18, eloped with me at the age of 24 and gave up everything she had for me to stay with me. Then I must not let her down!”

“I will definitely use the space-time mailbox to become the richest and most powerful man in the world, so that she will never regret her decision.”

Thought of this.

Lin Xian couldn’t help laughing!

He really convinced his brain supplement ability.

“Funny, what age is it, and still elopement, how about acting in “Return to the Pig”?”

Lin Xian turned to look at the clock.

00: 42

What a coincidence.

“Liu Lu said that 42’s will is always correct. I should not avoid it, but should obey its will.”

“But!

Lin Xian picked up the envelope on the table and faced the clock at 00:42 without fear!

“My woman, I must make the decision!”

Whoosh!

Lin Xian is in front of the clock!

Send the envelope directly into the space-time mailbox!

DE…

Letter, the sound of the bottom

Beep.

The clock made a faint beep.

Time is beating.

Becomes 00:43

Lin Xian blinked suspiciously.

This time

There was no strange mysterious power to stop him.

What does this show?

Without the “rival”, Lin Xian is really uncomfortable.

“It seems that if you want to fully understand 42, you can only wait for a month and a half before Liu Lu has the results.

Liu Lu sent himself WeChat today.

He has already taken his own bonus and Lin Xian’s $100 million investment, resigned from the Long Science Academy, and worked overtime to form his own team and research room.

Liu Lu’s research has come to a close.

It only takes one and a half months.

You can completely untie the veil of 42!

At that time, there will be an answer to all questions such as “God”, “42”, “space-time postbox”, “trust of the future”, “major mission” and so on.

“Sleep to sleep, because of it.”

After more than a week, Lin Xian finally completed the “Project to Save Liu Yiyi”.

When I wake up tomorrow.

In this world, there will be a lively, generous, gentle and considerate 24-year-old girl out of thin air.

Liu Yiyi.

Lying in bed.

Lin Xian turned over and over and couldn’t sleep.

He still couldn’t help thinking,

Where will I wake up tomorrow?

have to say.

The incident that saved Dai Chuchan last time but woke up in the hotel has caused a great psychological shadow on him.

This kind of experience of falling asleep at home and waking up in another place

It’s so horrifying!

“Maybe I should have a mental preparation.”

“Say no, I will still wake up in the hotel tomorrow. After all, cough cough, are we a couple.”

“Maybe the city where Liu Yiyi goes to school is not in the East China Sea.

“There is another possibility that we are married and have children, and we have our own little family.”

“The worst possible thing is to live in an old and leaky little dark room. The two eloped together and lived a simple and happy life.”

Lin Xian shook his head.

Get rid of this silly 13th thought.

Sometimes I air mail box, can I mix it into that look?

If it is true that Liu Yiyi’s parents disagree with the two being together, then show them with the proof of achievement! Take Liu Yiyi home in a fair manner.

“Forget it, forget it, don’t think that there is nothing left, hurry up and go to sleep, maybe the two broke up early

Lin Xian put the phone on the bedside table.

Covered with a quilt to sleep.

the next day.

Jingle Bell Jingle Bell Jingle Bell Jingle Bell Jingle Bell–

Lin Xian’s mobile phone alarm rang on time.

He habitually raised his right hand.

Snapped!

Pat to the bed-side table.

The alarm clock stopped.

“Cut. What? It’s still in my own house.”

It was so good yesterday.