Duanmu Lu followed Qian Xiaoxing all the time, and when he watched Qian Xiaoxing come to the greenhouse garden, he was slightly surprised and worried.
"Xiaoxing, you..."
"Little deer, don't worry, I'm fine." Qian Xiaoxing interrupted Duanmu Lu, pursed his mouth slightly, and shook his head.
"Ah." Duanmulu sighed, walked to the tree where she hid last time, and muttered: "The last time I was deceived by that person, I clearly saw the affection in that person's eyes. Although the man hid quickly, I saw it. I think that man doesn’t want you because of him, because he loves you."
Qian Xiaoxing didn't speak, but lowered his head and pursed his mouth slightly. The bitterness and sadness at the corners of his mouth could not be concealed no matter how much he tried to conceal it.
"Ouch." Suddenly, something fell from the tree and hit Duanmulu's shoulder. Duanmulu immediately raised his head and roared angrily: Who is not long-eyed throwing things. "
Qian Xiaoxing looked at a palm-sized box falling from the sky, bent over to pick it up, and held it in his hand, with a vague premonition in her heart telling her that she must open this box.
Duanmulu looked up and looked at no one except the leaves. He could only lower his head and look at the box that Qian Xiaoxing had picked up. He was puzzled: "Why is there a box here? It won't be who left it in the tree. Up, after falling down, it happened to fall on me."
What Duanmulu didn't know was that at a distance of twenty meters from the greenhouse garden, people and others could not approach.
"I don't know, maybe it is." Qian Xiaoxing held the things in his hands tightly, his eyes were complicated and sad.
"Xiaoxing, let me tell you, if I disappeared that day, I will definitely leave something behind, where I will write down what I most want to say to you." The left wing, who was about eighteen years old, touched the one who was shorter than him with one hand. Fourteen-year-old Qian Xiaoxing's head has a serious and serious expression.
Qian Xiaoxing opened the left-wing hand, snorted coldly, and wrote faintly: "How can a person disappear, even if you want to say it most, can't you tell me in person?"
There was a bit of bitterness in the left wing's eyes, his hands behind him, and his head looking up at the blue sky, with a voice that seemed to have gone through the vicissitudes of life: "Xiaoxing, you will understand that people will disappear one day, and What I want to say, maybe I will never be able to say it in my life. Maybe when I disappear, you will see what I want to say to you, maybe you will never see it."
Qian Xiaoxing raised her head to look at the left wing's side face, and slightly pursed her mouth. She didn't understand why he suddenly said such words, as if he would be parting with each other in the next moment.
"Xiaoxing, Xiaoxing..." Duanmulu put both hands in front of Qian Xiaoxing's eyes and shook it, and she didn't see Qian Xiaoxing regaining his senses, and couldn't help worrying, and touched Qian Xiaoxing.
The focus of Qian Xiaoxing's eyes gradually recovered, and he looked at Duanmu Lu and whispered, "What's wrong?"
"What were you thinking about? I called you for a long time, but you didn't reply."
"No, nothing." Qian Xiaoxing lowered his head and smiled bitterly, what he wanted to tell her most, Left Wing, what do you want to tell me? After a long time, Qian Xiaoxing looked up, remembering that Duanmulu had told her that she didn't know what was wrong, and asked: "By the way, what did you just ask me to do?"
"Well, it's like this. I think that since this box is not wanted by others, let's open it and see what it is. Maybe it's a love letter from that person." Duanmu Lu's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he stared closely at Qian. The box in Xiaoxing's hand.
Qian Xiaoxing frowned Zou Zou, hesitated: "That's not good." Although she looks like this, but if it is really someone else's love letter, it might not be good to read it.
"Oh, don't worry, anyone else lost it anyway, and no one will know if we look at it." Duan Mulu immediately snatched the box in Qian Xiaoxing's hand and quickly opened it.
Qian Xiaoxing watched the box being snatched by Duanmu Lu, and did not stop him, but watched Duanmu Lu take out a neatly folded sheet of paper from the box.
"Wow, it's not really a love letter." Duanmulu's eyes brightened, and he opened it hurriedly. He was instantly decadent, and muttered dissatisfied: "What kind of ghost symbol is this painting?"
A trace of doubt passed through Qian Xiaoxing's eyes, and he took out the paper from Duanmu Lu's hand, and when he opened it, he trembled slightly, and the fingers holding the paper began to tremble.
"Xiaoxing, what's the matter with you?" Duanmu Lu looked at Qian Xiaoxing, tilted his head in doubt, and muttered: "Xiaoxing, do you understand? It's not a threatening letter."
Qian Xiaoxing didn't reply, but held the paper tightly in his hand. His lips began to turn white, and he looked up at the sky: Left wing, I finally know what you want to say the most. However, I can't hear you tell me in person.
It's just because the envelope said in Japanese: "Xiaoxing, do you know that, when I knew that you wanted to end my life, I panicked, but I also calmed down for a moment."
"I remember two years ago, I told you that people will disappear. I think when you see this letter, you will know that people will really disappear. And I want to tell you that. In other words, I may not be able to tell you at the end."
"But, I don't know if there is a hunch, I want to write in this letter what I have buried in my heart for a long time: Xiaoxing, I love you. Even if I use my life in exchange, I will protect you. Always guard the left wing next to you."
"Goodbye, Xiaoxing, don't feel sorry for me, you have to believe that I will always be by your side."
A letter, perfectly lonely, that to protect the beloved, left this last letter, the successful protection of the person he wanted to protect.
Qian Xiaoxing suddenly felt darkness in front of her, and her body slowly fell backward, and Duanmulu's anxious voice came from her ears, but she felt that the voice was getting farther and farther, but she could feel a pair of gentle arms. Picked her up.
As the sun sets, the school has begun to become quiet, and in the school’s infirmary, when Qian Xiaoxing woke up, the focus of his pupils gradually recovered. Looking at the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar environment, Qian Xiaoxing Zou frowned. .
"Xiaoxing, you finally woke up." Duanmu Lu looked at Qian Xiaoxing and opened his eyes, and immediately ran to Qian Xiaoxing's side with excitement, with an impulse to burst into tears.
"I..." When Qian Xiaoxing just wanted to say something, he felt a hoarse pain in his throat.
"Here." At this moment, a voice full of magnetism rang in Qian Xiaoxing's ears. Qian Xiaoxing tilted her head to look. What caught her eye was a handsome, icy man, unlike Fu Yi's coldness. His coldness didn't come with him. The slightest emotion seems to have a little emotion, it is a kind of coldness with complexity.
Qian Xiaoxing took the water handed over by the man, took a sip, and said faintly, "Thank you."
"Since you are already awake, then I will leave first." The man took the cup in Qian Xiaoxing's hand, turned and disappeared into the room.
Qian Xiaoxing looked at the back of the man who took the water glass from her hand, and froze in place, at a loss. He could only watch that man's figure gradually disappear.
"Xiaoxing, do you feel any better? Does the head hurt?" Duanmulu looked at Qian Xiaoxing when he saw that the man had left, and said worriedly: "Do you know that you suddenly fainted and scared me? It's miserable."
"Well, it's okay, I'm sorry, I worried you." Qian Xiaoxing shook her head and looked at Duanmulu apologetically. Just now she only knew that after reading the letter again, she suddenly felt darkness in front of her, she knew it was a headache. The illness broke out again, but she didn't have the slightest strength to take the medicine out of her arms.
"It's nothing, thanks to the help of Prince Iceberg, otherwise, you suddenly fainted, I don't know what to do now."
"Prince Iceberg?"
"Well, don't you know, one of the people I told you about last time?" Duanmulu nodded, put one hand on his chin, suddenly remembered something in his mind, hehe smiled: "I forgot, I I only told you the name, you did not see the real person."
"Prince Bingberg, formerly known as Shangguanli, is single so far, and has never had any bad scandals. He has never made friends with others. His only friend is probably the gentle and considerate Prince White. It's easy during the day."
"Daytime Yi?" Qian Xiaoxing muttered in a low voice, frowning. Could it be the person she met in the cafeteria.
"I won't tell you about Yi during the day. Anyway, I didn't see the real person saying it." Duan Mulu nodded and murmured.
"That one... How long have I been in a coma?" Qian Xiaoxing was not thinking about any man in the air. When he was about to ask about the whereabouts of that piece of paper, he asked another question as he spoke.
"You have been in a coma for a few hours, and now it is over from school. Originally I planned to send you to the hospital, but after seeing you wake up, I did it."
"Then let's go." Qian Xiaoxing nodded, thought for a moment, opened the quilt, and left.
"Xiaoxing, it doesn't matter if you do, if it doesn't work, you can stay here for one night." Duanmu Lu frowned Zou Zou, looking at Qian Xiaoxing's pale face and thin body, and asked worriedly.
Qian Xiaoxing looked at Duanmulu, smiled, and shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm fine now, don't worry. Let's go quickly, if we don't go, we won't be able to take the bus."
When the words were over, Qian Xiaoxing took Duanmulu and left the infirmary.