Love Letters

Chapter 189 Why come back?

An old fan was creaking overhead, the air was filled with the scent of the original Liushen floral water, and a faint light was coming through from behind the curtain.

I fell asleep peacefully and woke up at dusk.

This is the nth summer he and He Miao have been together?

Memory gradually becomes confused and blurred.

Like returning to my prime, like forgetting everything...

Sitting in the grocery store at dusk, for a moment, looking at the shelves filled with soda and snacks, it seemed as if I was back in the midsummer of a certain year and month, with people coming and going, and life that could not stop.

Half the class smiled at each other and the teenagers playing ball on the playground.

The sunset during evening self-study and the gentle and cool evening breeze during a walk in the playground in the evening.

The deskmate who can never find an eraser, the brightly lit teaching building, the piles of white test papers, the teacher's long hair and wise eyes, the cute little figure of the physics teacher, the reminder from behind when I was lazy during self-study class, the endless snacks that the students in front of me could not finish...

Time really waits for no one. There is no time to hug it and cry, or to say goodbye properly. Some things only become clearer and more profound when you leave...

"Xu Mobai, please stop fighting, okay?"

He Miao was afraid that he would get hurt and began to hope that he would change.

"Once a fight starts, it is very difficult to end it because there will always be a loser and someone who will never accept the result."

"it is good."

He promised her.

"Didn't you promise me not to fight?"

“I didn’t…”

"I don't want to see you fight, I don't want to see you learn bad things."

Later, Xu Zhancheng blatantly revealed to He Miao what he called "the truest side of Xu Mobai".

"Miaomiao, I......"

She cried and backed away, "Don't come over here, I'm afraid of you."

It was the first time he saw her eyes like this, full of extreme panic and fear.

Just like... just like today, many years later.

Memories from too long ago kept repeating over and over again, and he could hardly tell when was when.

It was like having a short and light dream. I woke up suddenly and realized that it was all a dream.

In an instant, I was pulled back into my past memories, which I will never forget for the rest of my life. At that moment, I was the only one left in the world, with only my own breathing, and I felt that I was still alive.

Xu Mobai suddenly smiled, as if everything had changed, and yet as if nothing had changed.

What is the meaning of hard work?

Is it to experience failure over and over again? To feel the pain from failure over and over again?

He felt nothing but pain.

When I came to my senses, the rain was still falling, even heavier than before.

Well, this was his reality.

The naked reality that is wet, stuffy and hot.

He was completely wet at this moment, and his entire body could be said to be soaked in water.

I could hardly open my eyes and my face was all wet.

He wiped it gently with his left hand, and the vision that had just appeared immediately disappeared again.

The wound on my back was soaked by the rain. It felt a little painful at first, but now it is numb and I can't feel anything.

Because he had used too much force on his right hand, blood mixed with rain water was now flowing down his fingertips onto the ground.

He wiped it on his body, then picked up the red rope that had been torn off and tied it around his left hand with one hand.

I remember that it was popular among couples to weave bracelets and scarves at that time.

The whole campus is popular...

He Miao also followed suit and gave him one.

She said she had originally planned to hang something on it, but she forgot, and when she gave it to him, it was just a bare red rope.

He Miao put it on him personally and boasted that it could keep him safe and wealthy...

Looking at the red rope being pulled, it was stained with something, maybe blood or mud...

Because he was using his injured right hand to tie it, his hand was not very flexible and he couldn't tie it no matter how hard he tried.

The more anxious you are, the more problems will arise.

My eyes were soon filled with water again and I could not see again.

He looked up at the sky for a while, then gently closed his eyes, not knowing whether it was tears or rain that slid down his cheeks.

It was obvious that he was approaching her little by little, trying his best to attract her...

But he didn't have the confidence after all.

If he keeps closing his eyes like this, and continues like this...

His thoughts were gradually becoming scattered, and he could no longer distinguish which were memories, which were dreams, and which were reality...

I really want to die right away, if I die like this...

"Xu Mobai!"

The rain above his head stopped in an instant, and what came to his ears was the voice he was thinking about.

All the chaotic thoughts in my mind were forgotten in an instant.

He opened his eyes and looked up, it was He Miao!

She has come back.

A large umbrella with flowers hung over their heads, isolating them from a quiet world.

At this moment, her expression was no longer panic and fear, but full of worry...

Why come back?

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Mumbling: Every day is a case of late stage procrastination!

The thoughts are overwhelming, but when I write them down they feel a little bland. I will complete them and add details later.

In fact, I updated the book about once every three days in the beginning (before I started writing the book, when I was writing the draft). Now I update it three times a day, but this is when I don’t have any manuscripts saved. It’s easy for the logic or some points to not flow smoothly, and these need to be sorted out and strung together later.

Hope you understand, and wish you a pleasant reading experience! Happy every day! ?????＞?＜)?