What if Lu Liye wrote this letter to Yun Jing
If you know that this woman is going to the United States soon, maybe Lu Liye wants to show her love to her in the form of a love letter to keep her
The more he thought about it, Qin Lili felt that this event was not impossible.
There was a bold idea in her heart...
Looking around with a guilty conscience, he pulled out the thick letter from Yun Jing's small mailbox in an instant while no one was paying attention.
Carefully opened the envelope, leaving no signs of half torn.
Hid the letter paper in the book and read the letter as quickly as possible. Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief... This is indeed a touching love letter. Even if she is not the client, she can still feel the love Really.
Fortunately, the person who signed the money was not Lu Liye.
This made her nervousness somewhat relaxed.
But the content of the letter...
She couldn't help frowning.
This man, the ultimate goal of writing this letter is to keep Yun Jing.
However, she eagerly hoped that this woman could stay away from them, preferably the kind that never came back.
and so…
Qin Lili gritted his teeth.
This letter must never fall into Yun Jing's hands.
But what should I do? This letter must have been put in by the life committee. Her notepad clearly records whose letters and packages are there every day. When Yun Jing arrives, the life committee will remind her that there is a letter.
Finally, Qin Lili thought of a way.
She drew a blank sheet of paper from the printer in the classroom as a letter.
Why use white paper? Because the paper is thin enough and white, it's not suitable for tracing.
Qin Lili followed the words in the letter, and she imitated one or two of the words without feeling.
Therefore, the text is very short, and I try to use the words in the letter as much as possible, so when I pick it up, it really looks like that.
"Good voyage, don't read it!
Jing Xiangyang wrote the pen. "
After writing, she neatly folded the paper into quarters, and then put it back in the envelope.
Fortunately, when she opened the envelope, she paid special attention and tried her best to keep the envelope from tearing.
She took out the double-sided tape and quickly glued it together. Looking at it again, she really couldn't find any traces of the package being dropped.
Qin Lili really admired his wisdom.
Taking advantage of the carelessness of the rest of the class, he stuffed the letter back into Yun Jing's mailbox without knowing it.
Until... Yun Jing received this letter! !
Before Yun Jing went to the United States, he went back to Jing Xiangyang's apartment.
Sister Li was almost incoherent when she saw her back, but when she thought that she was about to fly to the United States, she felt uncomfortable.
Yun Jing went to Jing Xiangyang's room.
In the air, it seemed that the faint, special fragrance of his body was still lingering.
Yun Jing was in a trance.
It seemed that he was still by his side, within reach.
The little hand leaned out and quickly pulled it back, as if it had touched something piercing.
Suddenly, without thinking about it, he walked quickly to his desk, took out a letter from his schoolbag, and put it on his desk.
The content of the letter is more concise than what she received.
"Don't read, don't connect.
Yun Jing made a pen. "
After putting it away, she hurried out of Jing Xiangyang's room.
The panicked look was like a scourge chasing after her.
In fact, it was not the scourge that was chasing her, but something more cruel than the scourge... Memories! !
The warm pictures of the past, like a curse, constantly popped out of her mind, and were shown clearly one after another before her eyes, making her almost breathless.
The door, close it.
Yun Jing stood outside the door, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper, not even bloody.
She and Jing Xiangyang...
From then on, it's here!
Don’t read, don’t connect...
They should all have a new life...
He got married.
She went abroad...
Since then, in their world, there is no trace of each other!
That's great! !
…
Lu Liye and Jing Xiangyang were missing for those who came to send Yun Jing off.
Yun Feng is not worried about her daughter going out alone, so she accompanies her to fly to Los Angeles.
Yew and Xiaonan drew tears from the sidelines.
Xiang Qinghong held Yun Jing's little hand with her eyes open, and refused to let go.
"San'er, wait for my brother again!! Okay??"
Xiangqing begged her pitifully.
Speaking of Jing Xiangyang, Yun Jing still felt a faint pain in his heart.
"He won't come."
Yun Jing's tone was cold.
However, he still couldn't help but glanced at the airport's main entrance.
Of course he will not appear.
He knew the result, but couldn't help but look at it.
She's so stupid...
Always stupid!
Even now, she is still looking forward to the things that shouldn't be expected!
"San'er, wait a minute! We'll leave in a few days and wait until my brother comes out of the Poshan Village. Will it be okay? Anyway, we are not in a hurry for this day or two, are we?"
Xiang Qing almost cried in a hurry.
Yun Jing looked at her as if the emperor was not in a hurry, and the eunuch was in a hurry.
Reached out and hugged her tightly into his arms.
Since they were young, they have been the best and best girlfriends, and suddenly they wanted to parte, and they were naturally reluctant to leave.
Yun Jing's eyes were red, and she hugged Xiang Qing's shoulders, and she heard her mutter in a low voice, "Xiang Qing, eighteen years ago, I'm tired..."
Xiao San'er said, so Xiang Qing couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Sorry, Saner..."
She whimpered, wiped her tears, and apologized to Yun Jing, "I apologize to you on behalf of my brother! Promise me that I must be fiercely happy!! To live better and happier than him!! And... Come back soon! !"
After Xiang Qing finished speaking, she heartily branded a family kiss on Yun Jing's forehead.
"I will… "
Yun Jing nodded tearfully, "I will try my best to make myself happy!"
And for her, the first step to happiness is...
Forget the man who never belongs to him! !
She turned around, went through the security check, and boarded the plane.
Tears, like rain, pouring down...
…
Jing Xiangyang leaned under the hawthorn tree.
The wind blows, the petals fall, like a sea of snow...
The vast sky passed by like a white horse, leaving a long white tail.
A meter of sunshine pouring down...
Sprinkled on the passing fuselage, before it was too late, it disappeared into the clouds... The dazzling sunlight made Jing Xiangyang squint his eyes.
But I only felt a pain in my heart...
There seems to be something... just a little bit, a little bit stripped from his heart... If...
This love letter can be successfully delivered to Yun Jing's hands. Then, can Yun Jing's mental illness be solved
If the mental illness is cured, is there no need to go to the United States
If you don't go to the United States, is it the last answer of the first night, and you can break out of it
If the answer of the first night came out...
…
However, there has never been so many ifs in the life of a dog!
Letter paper, spread out.
On the paper, with a brilliant pen, written four simple words...-Don't read, don't connect.
Jing Xiangyang's deep and secluded eyes tightened a few times.
Put down the letter paper and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Leaning in front of the window, bowing his head, burning a cigarette...
After taking a sip, my mouth felt dry and astringent.
At first glance at the simple four words on the letter paper, Jing Xiangyang almost thought that she hadn't received her letter at all.
But, the fact is, she received it.
The letter I returned to him was wrapped in the cowhide envelope I had sent to her.
Jing Xiangyang lowered his head and smoked a few puffs...
Muddy smoke filled his obscure eyes, and there was an unnatural scarlet at the bottom of his eyes.
The throat rolled hard, only to feel that the throat pipe was burned by a cigarette butt, and he couldn't help but cough a few times.
In fact, even if she really left, she had no reason to think too much.
The road was chosen by herself.
Whether she stayed or left.
People don’t punish the earth for themselves, let alone Jing Xiangyang can’t even grasp his own future, so why talk about the future and happiness with her
He can understand.
But why is it still like being slashed by a sharp knife
Jing Xiangyang did not know how long he stood in front of the window...
Until, the cigarette butts burned out.
He straightened up, walked slowly to a few lengths, bent over, and threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray.
Pick up the letter paper next to the ashtray...
Don't read, don't connect.
He squeezed his thin lips, put the letter paper away, and put it in the drawer.
——Bai Ju passed by for two years, hurriedly passing by——
S City—
In April, the spring is infinitely beautiful, and the spring green is refreshing.
"Brother... Brother..."
Xiang Qing's call came from the entrance of the corridor.
Just a few seconds later, Jing Xiangyang's study door was pushed open.
On the open-air balcony, Jing Xiangyang lay his arms lazily in front of the guardrail, staring at the green grass in front of the villa in a daze.
A year ago, he had moved back from City A to City S due to general reasons, and successfully took over for his father the hospital he founded with Uncle Mo and became the youngest dean in the hospital.
On weekdays, I like to live alone in the small villa by the sea, and occasionally go home for two or three days.
"brother!!"
The door opened.
Xiang Qing was still a little out of breath, obviously because of running too fast.
Jing Xiangyang glanced back at her, knowingly asked, "What?"
The thin lips are lightly opened, and the stern face never sees any waves.
"Are you really not going to America with us?"
Xiang Qing asked again unwillingly.
Jing Xiangyang squinted his eyes, turned sideways, lit a long cigarette, then raised his head to look at her, and asked, "What are you going for?"
Xiang Qing was choked by him.
Licking his lips, he said, "Brother, this is... San'er's engagement ceremony!! Don't you think that as a brother, you should send her a blessing?"
'Engagement ceremony'...
Jing Xiangyang raised his eyebrows.
There seems to be a little fluctuation on the face that has always been unwavering.
But it is not obvious.
He straightened his figure, raised his eyelids, and looked at his sister. The corners of his cold mouth curled up with a cold arc, and he said with a smile, "If you are so sure of my past, will it be a blessing? I took the bride-to-be kidnapped, what should I do?"
"..."
Xiang Qing dumb.