Two big characters were traced in pencil on the notebook: Yao Mu.
"Record of Important Events" was carefully written under the name. The old man may not have even noticed that after meeting him, all the so-called big things happened to him.
Time stops in this little book and keeps reversing. A person's life is blended into it, with sour, sweet, bitter and joyful flavors. The most obscure things in the world and the most touching things all reside in it, in a person's hand, pen and heart.
"I just want to know what he wrote in the notebook? He always wanted someone to tell me, but he wanted someone to listen to our story." The old man rubbed the notebook gently with uneasy hands, looking a little embarrassed.
"He... Just wrote a few words, saying I love you." His heart tightened for a moment.
The old man's hand covered those words, and big tears pattered on his hand. Had he been waiting for this moment all his life?
"Thank you." The wind lifted the paper, and the words were reflected in the sun and disappeared into the distance.
An old soldier tells his story about himself and BE. The writing style is very strange and the length is short.
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