Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 1498: The Discovered Letter

She was just about to unfold the letter to see what it was all about.

As a result, Yan Ye stood at the door knocking. Seeing the pile of dirty clothes under Yan Huan’s feet, his brow furrowed into a "S": "I mean, can you keep your word? Is this what you call doing my laundry for me?"

"Uh... sorry about that. I totally forgot after the New Year celebrations," Yan Huan said, trying to brave it out.

"How could you forget everything but yourself?" Yan Ye bent down to pick up the clothes, "Never mind, I’ll take them back and wash them myself."

"Well... is that really okay?"

"You say you feel bad, but I see you don’t seem to care much at all," Yan Ye glanced at Yan Huan, ready to leave, when he suddenly noticed what she was holding in her hand, "What’s that?"

"This?" Yan Huan waved the letter she was holding and said, "You should be asking yourself. I found this in the pocket of your dirty laundry. I was wondering if it could be from some doctor or nurse who admires you, secretly writing you a love letter?"

"Stop talking nonsense. What is it really? Open it and see," urged Yan Ye.

"Okay." As she spoke, Yan Huan slowly opened the letter and was shocked by its contents, "Yan Ye, guess what it says?"

"Don’t beat around the bush. Just tell me," Yan Ye was getting impatient; he was anxious to get to the disaster area for work.

"This is a letter written by Qin Jian to An Hao," Yan Huan exclaimed, "Do you think I’m seeing ghosts here?"

"How is that possible?" Yan Ye was also astonished. According to everyone’s accounts, Qin Jian fell into a crevasse, and after another earthquake, the earth’s fissure slowly closed, making their survival absolutely impossible.

If there was no chance of survival, then who wrote this letter?

What puzzled him even more was how the letter ended up in his luggage? It was utterly baffling.

"There’s another letter here."

"Open it."

Yan Ye felt very confused and now wanted to figure out what was really going on.

Yan Huan opened this letter as well, and the content was from Tian Niu to Gu Shuangshuang: "Brother, look. This is a letter from Commander Tian to his wife. They both fell off the cliff at the same time, and then they both wrote letters. This only suggests one thing... they definitely didn’t die."

"Survived against all odds?" Yan Ye found it too inconceivable.

"Very likely." Yan Huan murmured as she looked at the handwriting on the paper, "I’ve seen Qin’s writing before. The handwriting on this letter is about eighty percent similar to his. I guess he must have been injured. So, his hand was unsteady while holding the pen, which made the writing a bit off."

Yan Ye nodded thoughtfully, recalling the situation a few days ago: "Could it be that the letter was left by that young man?"

"Young man? What are you talking about?" Yan Huan inquired.

"I’ve got it. I know where the letter came from now." That day, the young man hitched a ride into the city to deliver letters to the military district.

He must have dropped the letters in the car when he got out.

Coincidentally, the new guard was clumsy and accidentally scattered the luggage, and both incidents happened together.

Through a series of mishaps, the letter ended up in his luggage.

Based on this deduction, Yan Ye could almost be sure that the young man must have known Qin Jian and Tian Niu’s whereabouts.

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