Xi Mo was very persistent, his eyes began to wander around, and he said in his mouth: "Although the box is not broken, the tape on the top of the carton may not be sealed when it is moved. Did it fall out? Logically speaking, this is also possible."
This one could be very, very small.
She's just... not reconciled.
More is indescribable regret.
I don't know how to deal with it, and I always feel that I should do something to make up for it.
Ruan Yesheng was infected by her stubbornness now, and let Xi Mo look around there. If Xi Mo didn't look for it, I'm afraid it would be hard to let go.
She walked to the box containing her presents and letters and looked carefully, as if to comfort Xi Mo, she said: "What you said is also reasonable, there are two or three layers of tape on this box, the first layer may not be pasted properly, the back It was taped after I moved in, and as long as there is a chance that it wasn't properly attached, it would indeed create a gap."
There are many boxes in this room, and it is very cumbersome to turn over the items in the sun. There must be a situation where the sealing tape is not attached well at the beginning, and the tape is reapplied after the backing board is placed later. The manor was busy at that time, and sometimes the box was moved in without tape due to negligence, and the tape was patched by the person who checked and counted in the room. This is also the case.
Envelopes are narrow and thin, and are more likely to slip through such gaps than anything else.
Xi Mo is grasping such a slight possibility, looking for it seriously.
Ruan Yesheng understood her, and helped her to check carefully in the room.
They shuttled between the boxes, looked at everything they needed to see, even the gaps between the boxes, especially Xi Mo leaned down and lay down on the ground to look under those backing boards, making fun of it. It was quite embarrassing. If this was put before Xi Mo, it would be unimaginable at all.
"Did you always turn it over to Zhou Wenxu at that time?" Xi Mo asked while turning on the light on his mobile phone and looking under the backing board, his tone seemed to be holding back a bit of displeasure.
She was not angry with Zhou Wenxu.
Instead, you are angry with yourself.
If Zhou Wenxu had given it to her, she would have paid more attention, and she would not have mixed up those gifts and letters with other fans' gifts and letters.
It was because she... didn't know how to cherish at the beginning, and she didn't think about it at all.
"The rest are all for Mr. Er." Ruan Yesheng followed her to look under the other backing board. She counted the letters just now and knew which one was lost, with a complicated expression on her face: "But the lost one No, I asked Uncle Ding to bring it to you."
"Uncle Ding?" Xi Mo paused temporarily.
Ruan Yesheng's face darkened slightly: "I actually wanted to hand over that letter to you personally. I was already outside the Xi's Manor at that time, but I didn't dare to go in, so I wandered outside. Uncle Ding came over and asked me why I didn't go in. , Are you going to look for you and plan to take me in, but I... I still didn't go in in the end, so I took the letter to Uncle Ding and asked him to take it in for you. "
In the end, she was still the same cowardly woman who didn't take that step.
She even asked Ding Ru not to tell Xi Mo that it was her letter, and when she asked Zhou Wenxu to forward it, she didn't ask Zhou Wenxu to mention her name.
On her envelope, there was only her mark, but no signature.
"... When was that?" Xi Mo thought about it for a while, and found that he didn't have much impression, so he hurriedly asked the time: "Sometimes Uncle Ding would bring me some letters or gifts, and his acquaintances would please pass them on to me." Yes, when did you hand it over?"
Ruan Yesheng couldn't forget that day, so he told Xi Mo the exact time, and said, "That's my last letter to you."
Xi Mo was stunned.
She didn't know what happened that day, but since that day, she hasn't seen Ruan Yesheng in private again. Ruan Yesheng no longer contacted her, no longer looked for her, and no longer attended any events and ceremonies, and did not accept new works.
Ruan Yesheng faded out of the circle, without resources, and would undoubtedly pass away slowly, but she became more and more popular, and Ruan Yesheng gradually drifted away, and eventually became a person in two worlds.
"I seem to remember that Uncle Ding gave me a letter that day, and asked me to read it carefully." The more Xi Mo recalled, the more powerless she felt, because she realized that she didn't even have a deep impression of that letter. This shows how cold she was back then.
And the more she realizes this, the more Xi Mo's regret is like the surging sea, submerging her fiercely.
"He didn't say who wrote the letter." Xi Mo lowered his head, "I took it and put it on the coffee table."
"So did you receive that letter back then?" Ruan Yesheng looked at her like this, feeling extremely sad in his heart.
Obviously received it, Xi Mo still didn't read it.
"If it was the day you mentioned, I would have received it." Xi Mo's voice was very low: "I was very busy at the time, so I wanted to read it after I was done, and I didn't know it was your letter, so I just scanned it. At a glance, there is no name on it."
"There is my mark on the back of the envelope, and I designed it with you." Ruan Yesheng smiled wryly.
She wasn't blaming Xi Mo.
Instead, blame the original self, how ridiculous it was.
If she wrote her name on every letter and every gift, and told Zhou Wenxu and Ding Ru that it was from her when they handed it over, would it be possible that Xi Mo would not miss it? But she didn't do that at that time, her letter was so tortuous, hiding her more tactful thoughts, hoping that Xi Mo could discover her secret.
It was she who had expectations for Xi Mo that exceeded the limit.
If Xi Mo could see the mark, he might know that she gave it to him. After all, she and Xi Mo designed the mark together.
That's what she thought.
She harbored such self-imagined expectations, but did not consider the cold reality.
I like someone, and I hope she can discover the secret I carefully prepared.
But that person... doesn't like her.
I hope that person will find out, will he find out? This is impossible.
What an unrealistic teenage dream she just had.
"I... I didn't look at it too seriously." Xi Mo was so nervous that he almost stuttered, but he still honestly admitted her feelings at the time: "Uncle Ding has many acquaintances who are fans, and I asked him to send me things and letters. I... accept It’s too much, I don’t care much.”
"I... didn't look at the back." Xi Mo lowered his head lower and lower: "Ye Sheng... I'm sorry."
If she could travel back in time to that day, she would beat herself up on that day first.
"It's my fault." Seeing Xi Mo's apology, Ruan Yesheng felt pain in his heart, and said softly, "I didn't write my name, and I told Mr. Er and Uncle Ding not to say it was me. I want to wait for you to find out for yourself."
Xi Mo became more and more regretful, and could hardly speak.
She... didn't find out.
"If I wrote my name on it and they said it was from me, would you open it quickly?" Ruan Yesheng asked Xi Mo.
After a long time, Xi Mo nodded: "... yes."
"That's enough." Ruan Yesheng's eyes faintly glowed, and he smiled slightly: "Don't blame yourself."
She is also satisfied.
"I..." The guilt in Xi Mo's eyes continued unabated.
"You said you put my letter on the coffee table and then forgot about it?" Ruan Yesheng probably could guess the situation at that time, and asked, "Where did you receive it?"
"No." Xi Mo said hastily: "I haven't forgotten. I'm going to watch it after I'm done. After all, it was Uncle Ding who told me to watch it. When I got the letter, it was gone."
"Disappeared?" Ruan Yesheng was surprised.
"Yes, I searched for a while, and asked if Aunt Zhou cleaned it up for me, and Aunt Zhou said no." Xi Mo's memory seemed to come back bit by bit, gradually becoming clearer.
"Is it possible that Uncle Xi picked it up for you?" After Ruan Yesheng asked, he immediately denied it himself: "No, Uncle Xi wouldn't do that either. He doesn't seem like someone who can touch your things."
"My dad wasn't there at all that day." Xi Mo frowned: "Uncle Ding didn't come to look for him, but came to pick up his dog. When he was busy, the dog would sometimes be kept at my house."
"Did the letter just disappear out of thin air?" Ruan Yesheng was very curious when he learned the truth of that day.
"Well... I didn't find it anyway." Xi Mo was ashamed, but he didn't want to hide Ruan Yesheng, but confessed: "I don't dare to ask Uncle Ding either. Uncle Ding asked me later if I read the letter, I... I said I After reading it, I dare not tell him about the lost letter, for fear that he will get angry, after all, he specifically told me to read it."
Ruan Yesheng felt like laughing for no reason.
In fact, no matter how arrogant Xi Mo is outside, he is very obedient at home, and he is somewhat in awe of his elders. At that time, she was afraid of her father, lost the letter, and was afraid that Uncle Ding would say about her, and Aunt Lan would make her speechless when she was at home.
Xi Mo noticed the smile on Ruan Yesheng's lips, and said, "...are you laughing at me?"
"I didn't expect that you sometimes act like a little girl." Ruan Yesheng smacked a word on her lips: "Cute."
Xi Mo: "..."
Ruan Yesheng felt a little relieved. Originally, Xi Mo couldn't be blamed for this matter. It was all due to his unrealistic fantasy and not writing his name, and he didn't let him know that she gave it to him. Came out a miss.
"Forget it, you don't need to look for it." Ruan Yesheng laughed: "It's actually because we don't have a destiny, otherwise how to receive gifts and letters would be so twists and turns."
After hearing this, Xi Mo's face darkened, and he looked unhappy again.
She was looking for it.
Xi Mo didn't say a word, and continued to look around.
"I'll just tell you the content of the letter." Ruan Yesheng was afraid that she would be entangled, so she took the initiative to say: "But it's been so long, I can't recite it to you, the main idea is to say goodbye to you, and invite you to meet for dinner. Fan, I asked if you have time to see me."
"Farewell?" Xi Mo was bending over, resting his hands on a corner of the backing board, and now looked back at her.
"I decided to quit the entertainment industry at that time." Ruan Yesheng squatted down beside her: "You develop in the entertainment industry. If I leave, we will not have much interaction in the future. I just want to talk to you and say goodbye."
"Did you write down the time and place of the meal in your letter?" Xi Mo asked.
She always felt that with Ruan Yesheng's personality, since she didn't tell her face to face, she would probably write the place to eat in the letter, just like putting the tickets for the aquarium in the gift box back then.
"I wrote it." Ruan Yesheng said, "At my house, I want to cook you a meal."
"You...did it?" Xi Mo's heart trembled.
"I've done it." Ruan Yesheng's smile continued: "I'll make a good meal and wait for you to come as a guest at home. Actually, I'm not sure if you will come. I hope you will come, but wait until the dishes get cold later. , You still didn't come, I'm actually not too surprised."
Xi Mo frowned and remained silent.
Ruan Yesheng hugged his knees with both hands, leaned against a box behind him, looked at Xi Mo with some relaxation, and said, "I'll write you a letter, give you a gift, don't write your name but just a sign, that's just my wish. I'm not sure that you can see it. If you can find out, I will be very happy. If you don't find out or don't respond, I can accept it. Waiting for you in the aquarium, cooking for you at home, you don't have any Come, but you don't have to feel guilty, that's just my wish."
Xi Mo tried to figure out the meaning of Ruan Yesheng's words.
"A wish, I hope it will happen. If it happens, it would be great. I waited with that feeling in my heart." Ruan Yesheng seemed to be relieved, and told Xi Mo about her feelings at that time: "But I I also know that you probably won't come either. It's not an appointment between you and me, you don't need it, and you have no obligation to come to the appointment."
"I just, hope so." After Ruan Yesheng finished speaking, she looked at Xi Mo: "This is my business, don't blame yourself."
"Who said it was your business?" Xi Mo glared at her.
"That's not my business, or yours?" Ruan Yesheng wanted to laugh again.
Xi Mo: "..."
She thinks this is a matter between her and Ruan Yesheng.
But I don't know why, the words came to my lips, but I couldn't say them.
"Xi Mo, Xi Mo." Xi Mo was holding her breath, but Ruan Yesheng began to shake her arm: "There seems to be something under the mat?"
Xi Mo followed Ruan Yesheng's gaze, pressed down his body, and took a photo of the bottom with his mobile phone.
There was an envelope lying under the board where she and Ruan Yesheng were next to each other. Xi Mo quickly reached out to pull out the envelope, and found that the envelope was almost crumpled together, covered with a thick layer of dust.
This is not Ruan Yesheng's envelope.
It looked very old, and even the paper was so fragile that it might break if you were not careful.
"Is it your mother's thing?" Ruan Yesheng stared at the envelope and asked, "It fell off during the carrying process, didn't pay attention, and accidentally kicked it under the backing board?"
Here are all Jian Xian's relics, besides this, Ruan Yesheng can't think of other possibilities.
The envelope was blank, and there was no delivery information on it. Xi Mo felt that there was something in the envelope, opened the envelope, and took out a piece of letter paper from inside.
A few words were written on the letter paper, and the handwriting was very delicate.
"I feel something is wrong, I always feel like someone is staring at me. I will go to Changsha next month, see you at the old place, I brought the item over, it's getting weirder , help me see."
There was no signature, but Xi Mo knew it was her mother's handwriting.
Jian Xian left when she was very young, but the family kept a lot of things written by Jian Xian, including documents, letters, etc. Xi Mo had read them before.
"My mother wrote it." Xi Mo looked at Ruan Yesheng and said.
"I didn't write the mailing address and the recipient. Is this letter invalid? Your mother wrote a new copy and sent it away, leaving this waste letter, or did your mother change her mind after writing the letter?" , didn't send it?" Ruan Yesheng asked her.
"... I don't know." Xi Mo was full of hesitation: "Who is she going to send it to? Judging by the tone of voice, it should be someone she trusts very much."
"Did she have any very good friends in Changsha back then?" Ruan Yesheng wondered.
"I don't know, I have to ask my dad." Xi Mo said, "But my mother is in the antique business and has frequent contacts with some people who make antiques in Changsha, but I don't know who this letter is for. "
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Those gifts and letters from the past were missed for one reason or another. At that time, the two of them were immature, but fortunately they were not lost. In fact, seeing them now is much better than seeing them before.
Time is such an interesting thing, and if they didn't switch bodies, it would be impossible to have the relationship they have today. So fate is also such an interesting thing.