When he saw the note, these two words popped into Chi Jun's mind reflexively.
But when he took the note in his hand and opened it in front of his eyes, he was confused again. As for this password, it was not that he had never played it before or solved it, but like this long series of numbers with no order, even
He didn't see any spaced symbols either, which really made him a little confused as to what to do.
So when he took it in his hand and looked at it horizontally and vertically, he felt helpless.
Turning his eyes to look at his sister, he already understood in his heart that Lu Yan seemed not to be wary of him, but in fact he was wary of him to the core.
But then he thought again, and he had another epiphany——
No, it should be said that what Lu Yan was guarding against might not be him, but the "cronies" around him. He should be afraid that his "cronies" would reveal what he wanted to say to Bo Jinghan, so he used
Such a strict method?
Otherwise, he would not have written such a password that is impossible to start with!
And he should know that Jinghan is not very good at hiding this kind of thing from him, so this is his original intention.
But at this moment, he was so curious that he had no way of knowing the information he wanted to reveal with this password.
Only...
I'm afraid the only person who can decipher this code is Jing Han, right?
In this room, Chi Jun was holding the number in his hand and looking at Bo Jinghan's back in a daze.
In that compartment, Bo Jinghan, who was lazily leaning on the sofa next to Chi Jun, was reading Lu Yan's autographed letter with crooked eyes.
Although in this era, few people communicate in this way, Bo Jinghan prefers this method. For some reason, she unfolded the letter paper and looked at the familiar handwriting on the paper, and something came to her mind involuntarily.
, that figure that made her long for her. She could imagine the look on his face that was mixed with gentleness and longing when he wrote this carefully under the lamp. She could feel the look between his words.
The derived tenderness and the self-evident determination.
He, he, he—
Compared with today's fast and short communication methods, the exchange of letters has a layer of indescribable tenderness and romance.
Especially when she saw the concern and advice in this letter, her heart wrapped in layers of ice seemed to be melted and softened by the warmth between the lines.
However, the end of this letter reveals a layer of endless longing——
"...King Wusu didn't know how to read, so he sent his wife a poem that said, 'The flowers are blooming on the street, and you can slowly return home.' This sentence is famous both in ancient and modern times. It turns longing into the most simple and unpretentious words, expresses his heart directly, and shows his sincerity to his wife.
Eagerness to return home.
Now, I don't want to follow suit, and I don't want to urge you any more. I just hope that Hanhan can be with you more, and I specially send a flower seedling. I hope that Hanhan will treat himself well, treat it well, and water it carefully. When the flowers bloom, that's it.
When Han Han returns.
If I don’t see Han Han return, I will definitely go to greet him, no fear of wind or rain..."
After reading the letter, Bo Jinghan did not hand it to Chi Jun, but carefully folded it and put it back in the box. Then he picked up the pot of flowers and stroked the flower engraved on the pot very gently.
I already know in my mind the profound meaning of this line of characters.
For a moment, the warm smile that spread from the bottom of her heart appeared in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
Seeing this, Chi Jun, who was still waiting for her to explain his doubts, became anxious.
"Jinghan, what kind of riddle is this kid Lu Yan trying to play with you?"
