The breath of time was in his blood, and Sheng Youting's temper became increasingly irritable. Many times, he found that he had an uncontrollable urge to turn Jincheng upside down.
The name Yu Lan stuck in his mind day and night, no matter how peacefully he slept, it was of no avail.
He would definitely not go to the place where Yu Lan had been.
Yu Lan used to go back to Sheng's house every week, and they would stay in the suite on the third floor. He couldn't stay in a place that smelled like Yu Lan. He was restless, and it was all her shadow.
Sheng Youting kicked the accelerator and hit "Lanlin Garden".
Lan Lin Yuan is the house where Lan’s mother’s ashes are placed.
The servant who guarded Lan Linyuan was still kind. He didn't seem to know about Yu Lan's departure. He said that the lady was too busy and would come back more often in the future. He also asked them when they planned to have children.
Sheng Youting didn't want to mention "child", and those two words became a taboo in his heart.
After saying a few polite words, I went upstairs to the memorial hall.
Sheng Youting saw the letter box on the incense table. They were letters written by Yu Lan to her mother.
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Mother:
Today, their school basketball team played again and won the championship. I knew that with him here, I would definitely win. He is great. I like him so much. He is my male idol.
He is my dream, and my mother must bless me to realize my dream!
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Mother:
Last month there was an earthquake in Province C. When I dug him out of the rubble with my bare hands, my heart ached and I was so afraid that he would die. But when I woke up later, it turned out that it was Yu Yi who saved him. Maybe after I was hit by a stone slab and fell into coma, it was indeed Yu Yi who saved him.
I don't care. If he doesn't love me, it doesn't matter whether I am the one who saves him.
Anyway, after he and Yu Yi got together, I didn’t dare to appear in front of them. The feeling of inferiority, oh, it was really bitter...
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Mother:
You once said that my name and his are a perfect match. You said that only the "prosperity" of the prosperous age is worthy of me.
He is indeed worthy of me, more than enough.
But I was not worthy of him. When I married him, I gave up the inheritance rights of the Yu family to compensate Yu Yi. I had no dowry, and was ridiculed by my husband's family, and I couldn't hold my head high.
But I love him, and I will continue to love him even if I keep my head down...
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Mother:
I fell ill yesterday with a fever of 42 degrees. I called him and he said he was busy and asked me to deal with it myself.
When the blind tone came from the phone, I cried.
I am proud in front of everyone, but I feel inferior to him alone. I dare not say that I am born
I am suffering from illness, and I am afraid that he will say that I am hypocritical and look down on me...
That feeling is so helpless, so desolate...
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Mother:
Yesterday he came back from drinking and vomited. I didn't want to care about him. Who asked him to leave me alone last month.
But later, I still cleaned him up, changed his clothes, fed him honey water, and wiped his body with a hot towel. I was afraid that he would get sick and I would feel bad.
Who told me not to be so cruel that I had to be so mean and like him? It was obvious that he never put me in his eyes. I asked for it. I deserve it, I deserve it...
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Mother:
really miss you.
When you are not here, I don’t have a hug to lean on. I feel so lonely, the kind of loneliness that I have no one to rely on.
Maybe one day, I die on the road, and no one will collect my body, let alone feel sorry for me...
Mom, without you, I am all alone...
I want to find you. At least, everyone in the world doesn’t love me, but you love me...
…
After Sheng Youting read all the letters, his body suddenly turned into a piece of paper, and he could shake it with just one breath. His breath and fingers were trembling. In a panic, he tried to put the letter paper into the envelope, but fell to the ground one by one. He picked it up and couldn't pick it up.
If he had known that he would be so heartbroken after reading this that he would be unable to stand still, he would never have read it.
All the suppressed emotions he had felt this year finally found an outlet. He missed her so much.
For more than ten years, he had become accustomed to her chirping, her insistence, her aggressiveness, and even more to the love she gave him.
But now, there is no more...
It turns out that heartache feels like this, every thin hair will turn into steel needles, densely packed along the pores and pierced all over the body.
Yu Lan's name was like a pen handwriting written casually on his chest, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it.
The color grew longer and darker, and unknowingly it turned into a tattoo, which was plastered on his heart without any pain or itching. He had long been used to it, but now someone used a knife to gouge out the skin and flesh.
When he lowered his head to look for the mark, he couldn't find it anymore. He only saw dripping blood, which was so painful that he didn't dare to look at himself...