I Love You, It's Not About You

Chapter 289: He is back

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Huh? what is this

When I closed the door, I suddenly found a package dropped on the ground. I picked it up and took a look.

Could it be that Wan Teng Feng used this method to give me gifts

I took the package back to the room and carefully opened it. Inside was a delicately packed box. Opening the box, what you saw was a shell-shaped pendant with the words imissyou clearly engraved inside. Very delicate pendant.

Is this from Wan Teng Feng? I looked at this delicate pendant in confusion. Why would Wan Tengfeng want to give me this? Isn't he by my side every day

When I put the pendant into the box with a smile, I suddenly noticed the dimly colored necklace inside, which Ye Yuli gave to me on my seventeenth birthday. It has been two years, but the past two years seem to me to have gone through a thousand mountains and rivers.

We went from happiness to separation, until today there is no connection.

Suddenly feel so sad.

I sat at the desk until late at night. I learned to forget Ye Yuli in front of everyone. I just wanted to make Wan Tengfeng feel at ease, but the habit of missing Ye Yuli every night remained the same.

When will I ever forget him? Forget the words we used to say to stay together

Boom—Thunder started to thunder outside the window. I walked to the window and wanted to close the window tightly and draw the curtains...

Wait... That... figure! Who is that? The black figure standing across the road was submerged in the rain... Ye Yuli!

Am I wrong

Every time I think of him, I always see his figure, although it is just an illusion, but it makes me unable to leave my sight.

The figure was still there after a long time, and I ran downstairs wearing slippers.

Even if I knew it was just an illusion, how I wish I could suddenly see the real Ye Yuli, I miss him so much.

I walked out the gate under an umbrella, staring at the black figure across the road. The figure that disappeared every time I tried to approach, at this moment, I was hesitant to leave in my sight.

I watched the rain wet his clothes and his hair, step by step I wanted to walk in front of him to help him out of the rain, but my feet were slow to move.

Am I dreaming? That's why there is such a difficult state.

The black figure suddenly turned around, looking at me under the umbrella without any reaction.

Suddenly, the whole world was pale and there was no sound.

Silence... Silence...

It's him! ! ! Is it really him

Has he really appeared in front of me, whom I missed every day

The umbrella in my hand was suddenly out of control and fell to my feet. The rain hit my face. The cold feeling made me sober. This is not a dream! Not a dream, right

I suddenly rushed in front of him uncontrollably, and the rain had already made me unable to distinguish whether I was tears or water on my face. I stared blankly at his face, which made me lose myself.

We just looked at each other in the rain, just looking at each other.

After a long time, I heard myself calling out his name heartbreakingly: "Xiao Yu..."

He did not answer.

"It's you! Is it really you?" I stretched out my hand, trying to touch him. I was afraid that if I touched him, he would disappear again.

But this time, I really touched the face that appeared again and again in my dreams but was cold from the rain at this moment. I suddenly couldn’t help but rush into his arms tightly, holding tightly with all my strength. He: "Xiao Yu, I miss you so much! I miss you so much!"

He hesitated for a long time, and gently took me into his arms.

On the day of my nineteenth birthday, at night, in the rain, our hugs trumped all words.

Ye Yuli put on a white shirt and gently wiped the water off my head and gently dried my hair. His cold fingers ran across my face lightly, his eyes filled with helplessness.

I don’t know why, my tears were like a broken thread, and they kept falling. He didn’t dare to look at the tears that made him sad. He gently took me into his arms and said softly, “I’m sorry to remember. Ting, I'm here to make you sad again, I'm sorry!"

I gripped his sleeve tightly, trying to control my tears. I didn’t want to keep crying like this. I wanted to talk to him. I found that I had a lot of things to say to him, but they were all stuck in my throat, what? Can't tell.