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Lin Hai:
Reading your letter feels like meeting you in person.
For a long time, I have been unable to understand why Du Lan, you, and I were such good friends in university, only to later become Sent-down youth together. The last chance we had to return to the city that year was our only opportunity to leave, so why did Du Lan suddenly change his mind and choose to stay in the countryside? He didn’t even come to see us off when we set out.
Moreover, I had told you that after returning to the city, I would marry Du Lan.
After we returned to Huai Cheng and got married, I have always cherished your kindness towards me. Yet this question has haunted me like a shadow. No matter how many times I asked you, you insisted that Du Lan had grown tired of the hustle and bustle of the city. But I could never believe that; he was such an ambitious man and would never simply give up.
If it weren’t for that time when you drunkenly revealed the truth, you would have kept it from me for a lifetime.
Lin Hai, you have always felt insecure about your feelings. You thought that I loved Du Lan, and when I told you I would marry him, you must have believed that all your efforts over the years had been in vain. You felt that you had lost to the optimistic and cheerful Du Lan.
So you forged Du Lan's letter and slipped sedatives into his rice porridge, ensuring he would remain in the countryside forever.
In this way, you removed the obstacle that stood between us.
Do you know how shocked I was when you confessed this? Twelve whole years—you deceived me for twelve years.
You actually broke the law for my sake. Have you forgotten that Du Lan was also a friend who endured hardships alongside us? How could you do this?!
That’s why I lied about going on a business trip; in reality, I went to the countryside where we had been sent.
In that desolate place, where no one would mourn him after death, I wanted to see Du Lan, hoping it would ease my conscience a little.
But you could never have imagined that the dosage you administered back then was insufficient. Du Lan did not die; he merely fell into a coma for several days and miraculously clung to life. Although you did not kill him, he indeed missed the chance to return to the city and was left behind.
Lin Hai, you ultimately succeeded; you ruined his life, making it a living hell.
What you could not foresee was that years later, in order to survive, he was forced to marry the foolish daughter of the Village Party Secretary.
That poor woman died in childbirth after giving birth to a pair of twin boys. Du Lan, overwhelmed by this series of blows and the damage from the drugs, descended into madness and passed away in April of last year.
I visited the village and saw those two children. They were being raised by their mother's family, playing in the mud by the pond where we once planted Water Lilies together, dirty hands clutching Du Lan's Harmonica.
When the three of us first arrived in the mountain village, gathered around the bonfire playing "Moscow Nights" with everyone, it was such a beautiful and innocent scene. Du Lan jokingly asked me who I would be with when we dove into the straw stack. Your face, just twenty years old, glowed red in the firelight. Now, seeing this Harmonica again feels like a dagger piercing my heart.
These are all sins you have committed; you harmed Du Lan and unjustly caused suffering for those two innocent children.
You must atone for this. I dared not give you this letter directly, so I placed it in the safe. I will leave the key on the bedside table. I also brought back Du Lan's Harmonica; I hope you will understand when you see it.
Whether you agree or not, I have decided to bring those two children back. We owe too much to Du Lan; we cannot delay his children any longer.
I hope you can understand my intentions. Yuejiang is not yet three years old; how will she perceive her parents if she learns about this in the future?
Perhaps by the time you read this letter, I will already be on my way back with those two children.
Lin Hai, you must take responsibility for the crimes you have committed.
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