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"My dear Mr. Munro, this is how it all went--"

"I somehow got the favor of Aunt March again. She still shouted at me on the surface, but she secretly went to the notary to change the will, and I seem to be the beneficiary who will benefit the most from the inheritance."

"Laurie and Amy have finished their honeymoon and will be home soon. I shall soon be able to see them with my own eyes, and judge their happiness for myself."

"Beth came back from New York just this afternoon. She didn't telegraph home before she got back. So when she showed up at the door, everyone was taken aback."

"Of course, what surprised us the most was that before Beth stepped out of the carriage, a handsome young man rushed to get off from the other side, opened the door for her, and helped her out of the carriage."

"How could Beth do this?!"

"She has such a 'flower protector'. My sister, I didn't even notice it at all—and this little girl, who wrote me so many letters, didn't tell me anything."

"When Mom and Dad were concerned about Beth's 'new boyfriend', they also came to care about me."

"They looked a little anxious, as if all their daughters had found or were about to find a wonderful home, except me..."

"It looked like I was 'left over'."

"People don't like what's left, whether it's people or things."

"I can feel, when they look at me, they see the dire prospect - that I will age little by little, that I will grow old, ugly, mean-spirited, hugging Writing books or writing strange things, not attractive at all..."

"But it's hard for them to understand that the happiness I want is the kind of thing that's my luck, not my life."

"Maybe there are not so many people in this world who are willing to persevere for it, but I can proudly say that I lack nothing in this world except it, but I just don't want to sacrifice for it. At once--"

"By the way, Beth came back from New York with news. She said that Professor Bhaer married in Germany and started a family for his two nephews. He wrote back

came and told Mrs. Kirk, and the whole house rejoiced for him. "

"Beth is a little sorry. She thinks that if Professor Bhaer hadn't come back to Germany, she might be in tune with me."

"You mustn't be surprised—I don't seem to have mentioned this man to you in my previous letters. I haven't actually seen him at all."

"He was a former tenant who left a lot of 'clues' in that big house in New York, and these 'clues' and the memory fragments of the tenants can make people guess what kind of person he was--Beth and I often To play a game like this, to infer the personality of someone we don't know based on clues, and to include him in my novel..."

"Sorry, I seem to have gone a little far. I'm sorry to write so much again and take up your precious time."

"I even hesitated to post this letter. Because looking back, it was all scribbled with my own words and written with no nutrition."

"But I reckon I'll fold the letter up, put a stamp on it, and drop it in the post."

"Because you are one of the few people in the world who are willing to listen to my true heart. I feel no pressure and burden when communicating with you. I also want to be your most loyal listener and listen to your inner boredom and sorrow .”

"By the way, has your lover returned to you? I sincerely pray for your early reunion."

After Roland finished writing, he bit the pen holder, thought for a while, and finally put this fragmented but full of her heartfelt letter into an envelope, wrote Philip Munro's address, and then went out to deliver it.

As soon as she went out, she realized that she didn't wear enough clothes to resist the strong autumn.

Roland was just about to go back to add a shawl, when a newsboy happened to pass by, and upon seeing her, he asked, "Miss March, do you want to help deliver the letter?"

The newsboys in the whole town seemed to know that Roland was a "big communication man" and needed to deliver letters from time to time.

Roland was also very generous to them. When handing out letters, he would give them some snacks and a 10-cent coin to reward them for their hard work and help them subsidize their household expenses.

This time Roland was no exception.

It's just that she didn't know that the newsboy didn't drop the letter into the mailbox of the post office, but in a secluded place not far from March's house.

, handed the letter to a gentleman in his 30s.

"Mr. Munro, is this a letter for you?"

This gentleman had the bronzed skin of the strong southern sun, a broad forehead, and a short mustache on his lips.His appearance is very handsome, and it is especially rare in the north. If he stands in the city hall square or in front of the train station, he may attract crowds of onlookers.

This "Mr. Munro" looked at the name and address on the envelope, nodded immediately, handed the child a $1 bill, and hid the letter that should be "delivered" somewhere in New Jersey in his overcoat inside.

In late autumn, it gets dark quickly.

After Roland sent the letter, she sat by the window and wrote a few sentences on the manuscript paper. The sky was not dark enough for her to write any more.

Mr. and Mrs. March took Beth to Meg's, and then they would go to Mr. Lawrence's.

The Laurie couple will go directly to Lawrence's mansion when they return home, which will be Amy's new home in the future, and she will become the hostess there—Mrs.

The March couple also asked Roland to go to Mr. Lawrence to meet everyone after finishing the work at hand.

Roland was alone, curled up on the old sofa in the living room.The fireplace beside her was already lit, but the fire was not strong, as if it was the only orange-red light that could dance in the darkness.

The warmth brought by the fireplace made Roland, who was waiting bored, feel a little sleepy.

She supported herself with her hands, stared sideways at the fire, and couldn't help but want to laugh—so this is the pension plane!A plane where you can easily retire.

There is an envelope on the table, and Mr. Quentin, the partner of the canned fruit, has sent her the orders and proceeds of the first season - the canned food that can be stored for a long time is particularly popular in New York. As of now, Roland has nearly 100 US dollars income.

This number will rapidly double in the future.

Plus the money Aunt March intended to leave her—

Roland's net worth in the future will not be less than that of the Laurie couple, and it will far exceed the future objects of the Meg couple and Beth.

"It's just that I still feel lonely once in a while."

Roland looked at the fire and murmured.

Luna's shadow seemed to appear in front of her eyes. Kitten pouted and said angrily, "Lan Lan, you chose it yourself!"

Roland sighed faintly

With a sigh of relief: "Yes, I chose it myself. In this plane, I actively chose loneliness."

"Originally, your 'universal card' can bring you a happy love life."

"If you want a young and vigorous Laurie, the master card can allow Laurie to return to the United States all the way and propose to you again."

"If you want a mature and restrained character like Professor Barr, Professor Barr can return to the United States from Germany and meet you in New York."

"But you used up your 'wild card'."

Roland seemed to be half asleep, and said quietly: "Yes, I used up my universal card. But I never regretted it for a minute or a second..."

"The author of the original work probably experienced this kind of loneliness."

"She was really brave, and even arranged this ending for Joe."

Roland thought to himself: All of this is preordained, and she is destined to have such an ending.

"Although the arm can't hold the thigh, the publisher must find a partner for Joe."

"But the real situation is like this. Jo doesn't love Laurie, and Professor Baer... doesn't exist at all." Roland told Luna slowly.

Maomao sighed and gradually disappeared into Roland's imagination.

Roland slowly got up, went to the kitchen and poured himself a small glass of cider, then climbed back on the sofa, curled up in a ball, held the wine glass, and sipped it in small sips.

She thought to herself: Even if I am lonely, I still want to live comfortably... with dignity.

Alone...satisfied.

She glanced at the letter on the dining table—fortunately, she was rich.

Suddenly a cold hand rested on Roland's reddish and hot forehead. This sudden stimulation made Roland wake up instantly.

"Teddy?"

Roland let go of the empty glass in his hand and stared at the person in front of him.

—Is she still dreaming?

Shouldn't Laurie be in Mr. Lawrence's mansion next door at this moment, accepting everyone's welcome and congratulations with his new wife Amy?

Laurie's lips pressed lightly to her brow, and left in a moment.

When Roland looked up, she could clearly see the tears in Laurie's eyes—it wasn't that he didn't have enough love for her, but...

mourning the loss of youth.

Only at that age can you love someone regardless of the cost.Even if I would be like a slender candle, quickly burned out by this fiery emotion.

After all this has passed, the young man is no longer the violent wild horse at last, but is gradually put on the bridle by life... He will finally understand: the favorite is not necessarily the most suitable.

"Only you can call me Teddy."

When Laurie heard this familiar title again after many days, he couldn't help feeling:

"Oh my Joe, you will always be..."

"friend!"

Roland stretched out his hand to Laurie, and his fingertips touched his slightly.

"So good friends, we've always been."

Laurie laughed at once too, though his smile was no different from that of a cry.He nodded and said, "It's always been like this, I've been hearing about you, Joe, I've always been proud of you..."

When he was laughing and talking like this, Roland could almost hear a voice in his heart crying loudly.

——This is the way of cutting with the past.Knowing that it was a heart-wrenching pain, but I had no choice but to do it.

Behind Laurie, people came in twos and threes to the door of March's house.

Mrs. Amy Laurence was holding Beth's arm, and when she saw Laurie and Roland sitting on the sofa face to face, face to face like a pair of fighting cocks, she couldn't help smiling slightly, and said: : "Husband and Joe are still the same as when they were young."

She never dared to call Laurie a "nickname," and Jo was the only one in the world who dared to call Laurie "Teddy."But now, she, Amy, can be the only person in the world who can take the title of "Husband".

Beth said with emotion: "How good would it be if each of us was still the same as when we were young?"

"Aunt Beth..."

A little one had touched the side of Beth's skirt, reaching out to be hugged by Beth-it was Daisy, the girl of Meg's twins.Daisy is still more used to disturbing Aunt Beth than the beautiful Aunt Amy.

The rapid growth of the next generation dispelled Beth's illusions in an instant: she had been away from her hometown for nearly a year, and the twins were already able to run around.

"Come in, come in!" said Mr. March, standing at the rear of his family and guests. "It's raining, and it's very cold. My dear Hannah

, do me a favor and turn up the fire in the fireplace. "

The March house, which had been empty a few minutes before, was immediately bustling with activity.

Roland stood up from the sofa naturally, pointed to Laurie, and said to Amy, "Take care of him quickly, it will be your responsibility from now on."

She quickly moved out of everyone's sight, huddled in an empty corner by the fireplace, and easily escaped everyone's attention.

The newlyweds who have just returned to China naturally get all the attention, and Beth, who is just in love, is the object of people's close observation.

And Roland just hid in the dark, since the excitement belonged to others anyway, she just wanted to enjoy her solitary freedom.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the doorbell of March's house rang, and Mr. March, who was closest to the door, opened the door naturally.

From Roland's position, she couldn't see the situation outside the door. She could only see Mr. March standing at the door, as if talking to someone outside the door.

It doesn't look like a passer-by asking for directions, or a neighbor coming to borrow something.For Mr. March stood at the door, talking for a long time, and casting his astonished eyes back into the room from time to time.

The lively people in March's house gradually realized that something was wrong, and they all turned their attention to Mr. March.The original noise is slowly dissipating.

"What? Marriage proposal?" Mr. March said suddenly in astonishment.

All the noise in the room fell silent at once, and people looked at each other, and then at Beth again.

If you talk about a marriage proposal, it must be Beth's "flower protector", right?

Unexpectedly, Beth also looked at the direction of the gate blankly, and her expression also showed that she knew nothing about it.

I saw Mr. March turned around slowly, facing the fireplace, with a puzzled face, but also a hint of joy.

He said loudly to Roland, "Joe, there is a gentleman here who wants to propose to you."

Roland: ...?

What kind of person would run to March's door at such a time, when she was loneliest, to propose to her with great fanfare?

This is... a joke.

Roland jumped out of the armchair and looked casually at the clothes on her body—she was wearing a half-worn long skirt and a short coat that she often wore for daily writing or work, and the cuffs and elbows were made of different colors. The cloth was patched.

Her attire and Amy's finery were in perfect harmony.

A stark contrast.

What's more, when Roland walked through the living room of March's house, he patted her long skirt and dusted it.

The astonishment of relatives and friends was clearly written on their faces: Is this girl from the March family going to meet her suitor like this?Will it scare people away?

But they imagined her personality, and they all felt that there was no need to worry about it: if they were scared away so easily, they probably hit her hands and saved a lot of trouble.

But in fact, Roland himself was curious.

Who would propose to her?

She was very cautious in this plane and didn't get into any extra trouble.The only one who can openly communicate with each other is also an old man who has a lover for a long time.

In this way, under the attention of her relatives and friends, she came to Mr. March's side.

There is a continuous autumn rain outside.People outside hold a long-handled umbrella with a slightly lower surface to cover people's faces.Roland could only tell that he was tall, with broad shoulders and a familiar figure.

"This gentleman, you are..."

Roland tried hard to identify.

The gentleman stood there, with a slight movement of his wrist, he immediately lifted the umbrella up, revealing his bronzed face tanned by the southern sun.

Roland stood there.

There was no sound for a while.

The warm light of the Marches' living room illuminated his face a little or two.

But in fact, he himself is like the midnight sun, he attracts everyone's attention, and makes people stand there in shock, staring blankly at the image outside the door - tall body, handsome face, he A smile reveals two rows of neat teeth, but his smile is so charming...

He seemed to be worried that Roland would fail to recognize her, so he let go of his hand decisively, and the long-handled umbrella in his hand was immediately thrown back by him, and his whole body was immediately covered in the fine autumn rain.

"My dearest Miss Roland,"

The man saluted Roland.

This title stunned everyone in the room.

Only Beth immediately showed a look of sudden realization, as if thinking of a certain pen pal.

And everyone else needed to think a bit before they remembered that "Roland" was Joe March's pseudonym.

"You don't want to tell me that you are the most cruel girl in the world, do you?"

The man frankly extended his hands to Roland

.

Mr. March, who was standing beside him at the moment, moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't stop him. Instead, he quietly gave way to Roland.

Roland bowed his head, suddenly wanting to laugh.

When she raised her head again, her eyes were slightly wet, and she knew the loneliness she had experienced for so long... Waiting is worthwhile, and everything is worth it.

She lifted her skirt so high that the March family could see her old leather shoes clearly.She didn't hesitate any more, and ran faster and faster, towards the person outside the door, and rushed directly into his arms.

She knew he could handle her.

Sure enough, he could, he stretched out his pair of strong arms, hugged her waist, and led her around in two circles.

And her arms hugged his neck tightly so that she could be close to his face.

"Red—"

This is real--

It's real Rhett.

This plane that expelled the "bamboo horse" and did not "fall from the sky", gave her a lover who fell from the sky.