My name is Wang Xuejian, I live at No. 376 Panjiayuan Road, Chaoyang District, and I am fourteen years old.
My brother's name is Wang Yueban, and my sister-in-law's name is Yuncai.
My brother has two good friends who are also business partners. One of them opened a shop in Hangzhou. The person who often looks after the shop is brother Wang Meng. I like brother Wang Meng the most.
Brother Wang Meng would play with me and hold me tenderly when I went to the night market. Every winter and summer vacation when my brother and I were busy, I would be sent to Hangzhou. Brother Wang Meng would always take care of me. In short, besides my brother, I like brother Wang Meng the most. I decided to marry him when I grow up, but I didn't know that such a day would never come to me.
*Wangmeng
He was Wu Shanju's boy, and later controlled all the halls in Wu San Province.
In the first five years as an outsider, his peaceful life was occasionally disturbed by inexplicable things; but ten years after joining the game, he realized that there were people who were risking their lives just to see him from a distance.
While he was obsessed with Wu Xie's safety, some people wanted to know if it was hard or tiring for him to help Wu Xie.
When he witnessed Wu Xie's tenacious resistance to fate, someone witnessed his quiet and mature transformation from young and jerky.
When he accompanied Wu Xie up and down the sand sea, someone stood in the desert and looked at him, smiling and shedding his last tear.
Hangzhou West Lake, I passed this person by, saw him for the last time, and lived my life like this.
When Wang Meng was in his thirties, Wu Xie set up a table outside the building, but no one was invited. He drank a glass of wine and said he missed his old friend. He also said that his friend only did one thing in her life. She wanted to marry the person she had been infatuated with when she was young and fulfill her dream.
Wang Meng saw that he couldn't drink the second cup for a long time, so he asked Wu Xie, what happened next?
Wu Xie told him that later she got her wish, lived a very good and happy life, and stayed with her beloved until her death.
After the building outside the building closed, Wang Meng carried Wu Xie back. He suddenly asked curiously, had he never met this person before? He has been with Wu Xie for more than ten years, and he basically knows all Wu Xie's friends, big and small.
Wu Xie's speech was slurred when he was drunk. Wang Meng listened carefully and heard Wu Xie repeatedly saying three words, Xiaoxuejian.
In an instant, tears welled up in Wang Meng's eyes. He walked very far away, and suddenly a thought came to his mind. It turned out that his beloved girl was dead. Wu Xie said that she would be by his side until her death. She must have said goodbye to him at a certain moment of a certain day, year, month, and year that Wang Meng didn't know.
She cherishes every meeting so much, and she will never leave without saying goodbye to her for the last time.
Wang Meng recalled in a daze that the little girl who came to Beijing in the snow always liked to call his brother Wang Meng with that bell-like voice. At that time, he only cared about enduring the winter in Beijing. The flying snow fell on her hair. It was the only time in his life that he saw her gray hair. In the end, it was just like the first time in life.
Wang Xuejian spent her whole life answering for this love.
Wang Meng spent his whole life responding to this love.
Intention: Crossing thousands of troops, let me accompany you this time