Chapter 18 Chapter Seventeen

The secluded Zhilan Garden suddenly became lively.The provost, the dean of the Faculty of Science, the vice dean of the Faculty of Medicine, the head of the chemistry department, the deputy head of the department, the secretary of the department, professors, associate professors and lecturers, all kinds of people crowded shoulder to shoulder and came to "visit" Su Guanlan.Some people come alone, some come in groups; some people only sit for ten minutes, while others sit for tens of minutes.They all persuaded him to get married, to marry Ye Yuhan.Some people enumerated all the advantages of Ye Yuhan, some people talked about Dr. Su Fengqi's hardships as a father, some people guaranteed that they could live in the best house immediately after marriage, and some people said that they would go through the formalities to let them both go to the UK or the United States to study as soon as possible... …

"Persuading marriage" runs from morning to afternoon, from afternoon to late night; the next morning, the "lobbyists" come again.These people are famous, they all know Su Guanlan, and they all have "good intentions", which makes it impossible for him to refuse to talk.Some of them are serious, citing scriptures;Dozens of hours later, Su Guanlan was dizzy and almost couldn't stand it anymore!At the same time, Bu Luomi called Zhu Ertong to have a conversation, and asked him to "take care" of Su Guanlan, mainly to prevent "accidents".The pastor said, "As long as you get this done, you can get a scholarship, graduate, find a job, or go abroad. Oh, don't you always want to go to France?"

After the last "lobbyist" left, the sun was setting.Zhu Ertong made food and boiled water and went back to the dormitory.Su Guanlan was paralyzed on the bed, her arms resting on the back of her head, her face was gloomy, she was looking at the ceiling... Tuk Tuk!There is a knock on the door. Su Guanlan frowned and remained silent. Zhu Ertong asked: "Who, come in!" Unexpectedly, it was not a professor or director who pushed the door in, but the old man who was the porter of Zhilanpu. "Oh, it's you, old head Shen." Su Guanlan sat up. "It's like this, I have a letter from you." Old Shentou is over 60 years old and has worked as a laborer and porter in Qida for more than 20 years; He picked up his dirty sleeves, wiped the messy gray and white beard seeds in his mouth, and fumbled and picked out the inside and outside of the skirt, stammering and muttering, "Zhang, the cripple Zhang told me to go, go drink, drink something." He, he said, he said that the postman just delivered, delivered, a lot of letters, just started school, there are always a lot of mail, a lot, a lot, isn’t it? It’s always been like this, that, that one In 2010, I worked as a concierge in the large dormitory of the Faculty of Arts and Xinyi Zhai, and also just started school, yes, one day, you, guess how many letters you received? Hey, but the fuck hurt me, I, I arrived Every building, every room to send, letter after letter, send, run, how many, how many, how many hours..."

"Stop rambling, old Shentou!" Zhu Ertong jumped up, "What letter, quickly take it out." "Don't do that!" Su Guanlan stopped Zhu Ertong, and smiled at Old Shen, "Is it my letter, Old Shen? Thank you very much. How did you get it?" "Yes, it is this, like this, Zhang, lame Zhang said that there is a letter from you, and it has been mailed to the dormitory of the university. He, he said, Mr. Bromi asked, asked, yes, there are letters from several students , when you receive it, take it to the small chapel and give it to Mr. Bromi, or, or Brother Keith. Among them, you, me, I heard, ah, all of them are some students who are good friends with Lu Ning, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's still about Lu and Lu Ning. Lame Zhang said, wait, wait a while, I want to send some letters to the chapel. I, I'm thinking about you, Mr. Su, who treats people righteously. So he took advantage of the lame man's time to go to the latrine, and stole, stole you, your letter.

Old Shen muttered stammeringly, fumbled inside and out, and after a lot of effort, he finally found a crumpled letter covered with smoke, and handed it tremblingly to the Su Guanlan, and continued to mutter: "Actually, Lu, Lu Ning is also a loyal young man, yes, he is a good person, a good person, but in this world, it is really not easy to be a good person... remember, remember that time, My little granddaughter is sick, dying of illness, she can only breathe out, not in, and the family has no money, so anxious that the whole family is crying, crying together! Lu, Lu Ning knew about this, two, without saying a word, Just, just took out a few oceans—it’s the white-faced Yuan Datou, hey! Later, later, the little granddaughter’s illness was cured, and there were still, a hundred and ten copper coins left..."

As Old Shen said, he raised his greasy sleeve and wiped his eye sockets vigorously.Now, Su Guanlan took out a dozen or so copper coins and stuffed them into Old Shentou's hands, and patted him on the back with a smile.Zhu Ertong shouted: "Okay, okay, go wake up the bar, old man!" "Thank you, old Shentou." Su Guanlan said repeatedly, "Lu Ning is indeed a good person. You have sharp eyes and are the best at reading people!" "Wine, drunk, clear mind, hehe!" Old Shen smacked his lips happily, "I, I have fiery eyes, fiery eyes, look, you can't be wrong when you look at people. Let's say you Su, Su, Mr. Su, Isn't he the most, the best person, I just say..."

Old Shentou finally had enough of talking, and staggered away.Su Guanlan was able to study the letter carefully.He shook off the sticky cigarette dust, smoothed the crumpled envelope, and took a closer look. The pink paper was written with beautiful and smooth characters in purple ink... A hot current surged up immediately! "Whose letter?" Zhu Ertong approached. "Sister Qiong..." Su Guanlan murmured. "Who is Sister Qiong?" Zhu Ertong shouted, "What a beautiful word! What brand of ink? Purple, the color of luxury and dignity, and it has a fragrance. Jinling University - oh, a female college student The words are so beautiful, and the person must be very bright. By the way, is it your sweetheart? No wonder so many people persuade you to marry Ye Yuhan, but you just refuse!" Su Guanlan opened the door, glanced outside, turned and locked it door, sitting in front of the desk, and casually said: "Shut up!"

"Yes, keep quiet!" Zhu Ertong stuck out his tongue, "Can you let me take a look too? I have never seen a love letter in my life! Is this the hundredth or the hundredth letter sent to you by Sister Qiong?" Forty-five love letters? Well, you're lucky." "Keep your voice down," Su Guanlan hissed, "Don't talk too much." "Yes, yes! I must remember: In the face of other people's love affairs, outsiders should not talk too much." Su Guanlan rolled his eyes at him, smoothed the pink envelope again, then took a pair of scissors, carefully cut it open, and pulled out the extremely delicately folded letter paper...

"Yo, 'hug style'!" Zhu Ertong shouted. "What, 'hugging'" "This way of folding letter paper is called 'hugging', and it's only for lovers." "how do you know?" "Of course I know!" Zhu Ertong was proud, "When I was in middle school in Qingdao, some of my classmates did this." He gestured, "It is very difficult to open the letter paper when it is folded like this, and it will break if you are not careful. By the way, there are also 'kiss style', 'kiss style', 'cheek style', etc., the degree of complexity decreases according to the passion of love."

"And...'Hot Kiss'?" "Yes, also called 'Deep Kiss' - can be reminiscent of the French Deep Kiss." Su Guanlan laughed: "What is the simplest 'style'?" "'Nodding' is the lowest level." Zhu Ertong danced, "Sister Qiong, this is not a 'nodding' and a 'handshake'. I told you, it is a 'hug'! You should open it quickly." Yeah, hurry up." Su Guanlan's face was hot and her heart was pounding.He was cautious, holding his breath as if operating a precision balance in a laboratory, and his finger movements were precise and slight; after a few minutes, the thick stack of letter paper was finally fully unfolded...

A frame about the size of half a palm is revealed first. "Oh, she looks like a fairy!" Zhu Ertong had a sneak peek.Then, the two heads came together and looked at it for a while. Yes, it is indeed Sister Qiong, and it is true that she "looks like a fairy"!Suddenly, the pain and troubles accumulated in Su Guanlan's heart for dozens of hours disappeared.He picked up the photo and looked at it for a few minutes before reluctantly putting the envelope back, and unfolding the first page of Sister Qiong's letter—— "Hey, you and Sister Qiong are already 'husband and wife'!" Zhu Ertong laughed, "You are studying chemistry, and she is going to change to science and agriculture soon." "Stop shouting, Zhu Ertong!" Su Guanlan was upset. "Yes! 'Dear brother,' let's move on." Sister Qiong also wrote about the campus scenery of Jinling University, introduced the situation of each department, talked about several famous professors, and the freshness of university life, the night scene by the Xuanwu Lake, the morning light at the foot of Zijin Mountain... "Sister Qiong is not only beautiful, but also has good handwriting." Zhu Ertong held the letter paper over and over again, and exclaimed, "She is so versatile, she should stay in the art department—look, is she writing a letter? It's like a poem." , prose poetry! However, she actually wanted to stay away from the Muse and worship under Archimedes." "Zhu Ertong, can you be quiet?" Su Guanlan glared again, "How come you are like an old raven, croaking non-stop!" "Okay, okay, obey, obey! I promise to keep quiet and keep silent, just like an ancient Egyptian mummy." Zhu Ertong even covered his mouth with one hand, but immediately yelled again, "Oh , which language is written below?" It turned out that, from the last paragraph on page eight, it was written in fluent German. While reading, Su Guanlan felt a little embarrassed.Because he doesn't "know" German well.He wants to become a doctor in the future.To get a doctorate, you must study abroad, and you must be proficient in two foreign languages, which does not include English.So, he decided to learn German and French; when he read German and French books, he "learned".He knew he stuttered in reading; but, fortunately, he could understand sister Qiong's letter at this moment... Tuk Tuk!The door of the dormitory rang a few times, and was pushed hard, and the door leaf creaked. "Who?" Zhu Ertong asked loudly. "I, Bromi." "I guessed it was him!" Zhu Ertong winked at Su Guanlan. Su Guanlan panicked and quickly hid the envelope and letter paper. For the first time in her life, she realized that paper could make such a harsh sound.When he was done, he went up to unlatch the door, tried his best to look calm, and nodded: "Oh, pastor." Bu Luomi stepped into the room and glanced around: "Guanlan, I heard that you have a letter that has been sent to the dormitory of the Faculty of Science, is it?" "Yes." Su Guanlan's heart was beating wildly, "An old classmate in middle school sent it from Nanjing. He is at Soochow University." Bromi stared at the young man: "Shanghai, or Suzhou?" "What Shanghai, Suzhou?" "I asked, is it the Soochow University in Shanghai, or the one in Suzhou?" "Oh, Su, the one in Suzhou." "Then why did you send the letter from Nanjing?" Soochow University is also a church university.Its predecessors were two academies established by American missionaries in Shanghai and Suzhou at the end of the 19th century.The Suzhou part was called "Soochow University" in 1901, and the Shanghai part was merged in 1911.Its Faculty of Arts and Sciences is located in Suzhou, and its Faculty of Law is located in Shanghai. Anyway, it has never been in Nanjing... "He passed through Nanjing when he started school, and wrote me a letter from there," Su Guanlan stuttered, "Yes, his uncle is in Nanjing." "Pastor, just tell me what's the matter!" Zhu Ertong interrupted, "I think Su Guanlan was asked to go to Xinghua Village again." "It's not 'call', but 'please'." Bromi thought for a while, and seemed not to want to be entangled, "Guan Lan, please go to Xinghua Village after dinner." "What's the matter?" Su Guanlan frowned. "What else could it be?" Bromi smiled, "It's a lifelong event!"