Yu Shengxia watched silently -
"midsummer:
well? "
Yu Shengxia looked at the simplest beginning, but her heart was in knots, and every word that followed, Yu Shengxia looked at extremely seriously.
This letter was written after Huo Yannian returned to the United States after she proposed breaking up. The faded handwriting could not hide the sincerity of the words inside.
Yu Shengxia pursed her lips and looked at it. When she saw the words "For you, I will become a strong man at the top. Shengxia, when I appear in front of you again, will I be able to hold you in my arms again?" , Yu Shengxia's heart trembled, wondering if it was her misunderstanding, why she felt that Huo Yannian's words did not reveal great ambition, but a kind of humble prayer.
Yu Shengxia's eyes were slightly wet, and he continued to look down. There were several places on the paper that looked like they were worn, and the writing in those places was smudged. Yu Shengxia knew that those were the places where Huo Yannian's tears fell.
"I once had a kind of self-confidence that no one else could give me. I could only trust myself, and only I could give you everything you want. However, Lakeside's words made me fall into full self-doubt. When I returned to the United States, I looked at the original place here. Everything familiar has become strange. I want to fly to your side immediately. Huo Yannian is not the best. Please give me some time to become the best. I really... really I don’t want to let you go, not even a little bit.”
The handwriting of the next two sentences was very smudged, and Yu Shengxia was guessing and reading at the same time. Her heart trembled violently again, and she covered her mouth with one hand, and tears fell silently.
Huo Yannian, how could Huo Yannian, who had always been so proud, be so humble
"It's 3:30 in the morning in New York time. I dream about you. I dream about me holding your face. I dream about me touching your fingertips. I don't want to let go. I just keep dreaming like this. Never wake up. Come here, I brought the quilt you used to cover me in my room. Now I realize what a stupid thing I did. I actually washed it... After washing it, there is no more your breath. I tried to Holding tight, searching, but ultimately finding nothing..."
"In midsummer, I really want to go back to the land where you are, where I belong, but will you still think that I am worthless? I think so much, because you are a weight that I cannot bear, and it is so heavy that I am tired. Tired to the point of injury, I still can’t bear to let go, too heavy to dare to move rashly, so heavy that I can no longer turn lightly and flexibly like a 10,000-ton ship. The inertia is huge, and every turn of the steering wheel is thrilling... "
Huo Yannian's letter didn't contain many gorgeous words, and someone like Yu Shengxia who came from the Chinese Department didn't seem to have much literary talent. But now, she still cried after reading it. How well did she understand Huo Yannian's pride? How do you understand Huo Yannian's humbleness when he wrote the letter
It is precisely because I understand his humbleness that I feel heart-wrenching pain...
"If my past life were wiped out at this moment, and I could go back to the time when I first fell in love with you, I would love you even more, cherish you, and care for you... I really want to go back to the place where you are. Now I feel like I am standing in a thick fog, I don’t know where I am, and I don’t know where the road ahead is. The only thing I know is, Midsummer, I love you, I love you, and I am willing to use everything I have to exchange for the only you... "
The writing on the last sentence is particularly smudged, and the end of the paper is obviously soaked with tears.