Chapter 140: Destiny Code (5)

(5) Relatives and enemies

Walking out of the Central Radio Station and walking on the street of Fuxingmen, I buried my head in the road. Because after meeting Fu Chengli and Hongyun, I have to hurry up and help others change the manuscript of the two anchors who wrote "Half an Hour at Noon", I can't write an ode to people I haven't met, even if it's a revision, I have to be worthy of my conscience.

These two seniors are very admirable to me, and they seem to look like my uncle and aunt. At that time, I only knew that my mother had a lost aunt, and I didn't know where, and suddenly I thought that maybe I really had an uncle and aunt, just like Fu Chengli and Hongyun.

On a tree-lined road, there was an old man with a young face standing in front of me, and he said, "It's not good to be in such a hurry, your soul hasn't come back yet, remember to always keep your feet on the ground, roll up your toes and knock on the ground." When he bent his fingers and gestured, I noticed that it was a pair of hands that I knew very well. When I looked up at his face, I saw the dazzling sunlight.

I went round and round in the same place, and there was no trace. In the midday sun, there was no one on the sidewalk, and the cars on the road drove fast.

I remembered that Li Liangshi invited me to lunch (the food on the radio station is really good, cheaper than the sumptuous and delicious food of our school, and the benefits are good), and after I met Fu Chengli and Hongyun, I hurried away without saying hello to him.

Suddenly, he sat down on the side of the road and buried his face in the palm of his hand. At this time, a letter appeared in my head, a letter full of traditional Chinese characters, and the address behind it was Fuxing Road, which I didn't read carefully when I read it, so I couldn't show it.

When I got home, I called home, and my mother immediately found the letter and read the address to me. So I wrote a letter to that address, which read:

I am Ah Lan, Liu Zongqiong's eldest daughter, if you still live here as my relatives, please call me back *******.

The next day, I heard my great aunt's voice on the phone. When she was born, she was called "Angel" and had pictures sent to my grandfather, so I kept telling people that I had an Aunt Angie.

Some people look like relatives, others look like enemies. But at that time, when I was arranged to go for an interview, I could hear the bitterness on the phone: where did the reporter ?...... Just give her the information.

I never used information to write a report, and I knew from the background that this person was worth meeting, and those were all important figures in the Chinese literary world. The classmate said: People are qualified to be arrogant, what are you angry about! When you hear the mourning music on the news broadcast, you will regret it!

No, I never regret it. When I heard the mourning, my heart was filled with joy - finally another seat had been vacated, haha!