Han Yeming’s memories suddenly stopped. He suddenly remembered something and ran into the kitchen to ask his mother, “Mom, where are my textbooks when I was in primary school?”

Mother Han looked at Han Yeming in surprise and said, “What textbooks? The textbooks for primary school should be in the storage room on the second floor, right? Go and see if you can find them?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed to the second floor and searched the storage room. After searching for about two to three hours, she finally found a love letter in a book that she had intended to hand over to Tang Yuxin. It was funny to say that she had asked his senior sister to help write this love letter.

The love letter reads as follows:

Before she could read Jane Eyre, her head was filled with dreams.

Our label: arrogant rebellion.

Fantasy traveled like San Mao, carrying a bag of pure water and writing touching words all the way. Occasionally playing with freshness and not caring about the gazes of others, standing beside the snowflake-dancing railroad tracks in shabby floral skirts, taking photographs and posting them with stamps to strangers who share our dreams in the distance. Habitual listening to the cadence of the old radio, counting the wrinkles on the old man’s face, weaving fairy tales of the prince falling in love with Cinderella in Gothic buildings.

Our label: extreme stubbornness.

The beauty of ignoring all the details magnifies all the chaotic mistakes. We always feel that the earth revolves around us. The world exists because of us, so much so that we accidentally hurt a lot of people who care about and love us.

Our label: yearning for freedom.

Complain about chasing around in PE class and love to run madly on the playground after class; Tired of recess neatly “one, two, three, four”, like and a lot of people rampaging around, fighting and noisy; While many people are looking for new ideas, we are quietly building our own blueprints that do not belong to us at all. At that time, I felt that I was different from others. Because we were unique, I felt that I would have no worries about food and clothing no matter what.

Our label: stubborn and strong.

At that time, we were cowardly but outwardly brave. We began to be weak and finally became strong. When we are sad, we think that all the people in the world are against us, so we would rather wander the streets alone than admit our mistakes to those who love us. Later we grew up, and we went from being a group to being a single individual. We found a lot, a lot of strange things.

It turns out that everyone has a hidden corner in their hearts, where our deepest secrets are buried. If others can’t enter, we can’t escape.

It turns out that we have a lot of pain to tell, such as we won’t tell others that we love to laugh we are so inferior, envious of A has long black hair, envious of B’s parents will drive a BMW to school every week to pick him up, envious of C’s side has never been a lack of good friends. These seemingly trivial things often take less than a second to push back all our fighting spirit. Is our heart too fragile or is reality too cruel? It was lonely at that time, so he was often at a loss for what to do.

In high school we loved a young writer so much that we felt that none of the people around us knew who we were. Her words seemed like a drizzle, giving us comfort again and again when we were in an awkward situation.

Afterwards, he slowly realized that he had been running away all this time, until he relied on the feeling of wandering aimlessly and carelessly.

Friends once said that our bones are flowing with the blood of freedom, but in fact, we were only unwilling to degenerate until that performance. He didn’t know what romanticism was, but he was wholeheartedly trying to be a “romantic” with bruises all over his body. Yes, who doesn’t have a wandering dream in the adolescent flowering season, then slowly grinds away the edges of reality and begins to regret it, if it was how it was back then, then it would be how it is now …

The city was blown away by a typhoon, the town was flooded by rain, and the hatred in front of the pain vanished.

I have been telling, cold and lonely, until the last moment, I shed tears to dial that person’s phone. How is it? He replied that he was safe and sound. He looked at the downpour with haggard heartforce and suddenly felt enlightened. Only when he heard a crisp female voice coming from the opposite side did he slowly hang up the phone. That’s his girlfriend, but he, is someone I secretly loved in high school … I said, when I really put him down, I will confess to him. Before that, remember to carry my luggage and travel all over China.

Youth is full of challenges, no one can be sure which route belongs to him, attachment hesitation until missed.

Seeing all this fragrance, can you wait for my long hair to reach my waist and accompany me to travel all over the river?

Forget how beautiful the past was, and give me the best time.

After reading this love letter, Han Yeming was stunned. This was clearly not the love letter he had written to Tang Yuxin. It seemed like it was written to him by another girl! As for who it was, Han Yeming really didn’t know. Because there were too many beauties writing love letters to him when he was studying, he didn’t even know who it was.

After that, Han Yeming continued to search. Finally, he found the love letter in a corner. It was a yellowish pink letter with a big red Cupid’s love on it.

The love letter reads as follows:

When the notes stop on the strings, when the chalk dances on the blackboard, when we become strangers, I laugh, laugh that our love is too fragile, and I have no time to take care of it. I forgot how long it has been since I entered the space, so I was stunned when I saw the “I’m sorry” you left for me. My signature is the same as the one I changed on the final exam day, when we broke up on a small matter. I don’t think I’ll ever forgive you. I am a genuine Scorpio boy. I love revenge. Even if I want to admit defeat, I will definitely not. I am too stubborn and extreme. Yes, in my world, there are only good and bad, black and white. You’re wrong, you’re wrong, there’s no reason. Haha, what kind of friendship is more engraved than love once played. It’s all nonsense. In front of friendship and love, you still chose the latter. So, when I think of you, I feel that you are very hypocritical, so I would rather avoid you than be friends with you. I was born sensitive, can not tolerate any flaws in love, but I still missed, I was destined to die of loneliness. When I saw a couple quarreling about a chicken skin thing in the car the other day, I thought of you. Wasn’t it because of such a trivial matter that we broke off? I miss you comforting me when I’m down, and pouring you a cup of water when your stomach hurts. Are we not going back? Love must be separated for a long time. Let me tell you, the day after you left me, I regretted it. But I can’t regret it. Think of it as a fall on the road to youth. I’ll eat alone, take a walk alone, and you won’t come back. I’m crying again. Tang Yuxin, I really like you. Signed Han Yeming.

Han Yeming looked at the yellowed so-called love letter and finally couldn’t help but laugh. He laughed and cried. How could he still remember what happened in primary school? Could it be because of that innocent and kind little princess in his memory?

Thinking back to when she had asked her senior sister to help her write this love letter, she seemed to have bought a lot of food for the other party. He felt that it was really pure and adorable at that time. Looking at the so-called love letter he had asked that senior sister to write back then, it was simply impossible to read it. This crooked and twisted font could not even be divided into paragraphs, and this affectionate text suddenly rejoiced that it was fortunate that she did not hand this love letter over to him.

At this moment, Han Yeming sat on the floor with his buttocks full of tears. Looking at these letters stained with the words of youth and the simple and beautiful campus life at that time, he suddenly felt a heartfelt nostalgia, Tang Yuxin really did not remember what had happened at that time. She felt a little ironic. He put the letter into his coat pocket. Originally, he intended to tear it off, but he was really unwilling to leave it like this.

Just as Han Yeming was about to leave, Han Mu Nanning said, “Ye Ming, where do you want to go now? I told you not to look for Tang Yu Xin anymore. If you look for that woman again, I’ll break your leg.”

Han Yeming looked at her mother’s devouring look and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t look for her. I’ve already broken up with her.” As he spoke, he smiled craftily at his mother.

Mother Han nodded and said, “This is my good son! You can go out. I’ll cook whatever you want for lunch right now.”

This change of face was even faster than the change of the heavens! Han Yeming grinned and said, “I’m not going back today to eat outside.” Before Mother Han could say anything else, she ran away.

Just as Han Yeming was about to call his former good brothers for a drink, he saw a familiar figure on the road. Wasn’t that woman An Zixi?

As if he had discovered a new continent, Han Yeming hurriedly put away his phone and quietly followed the woman.

He only saw An Zixi dressed in a very low-key manner. His loose coat, black hat, red scarf, and a large pair of sunglasses covered his eyes. Even so, Han Yeming had discovered him. He had heard that An Zixi had disappeared, and he had never expected to meet An Zixi here. So, what exactly did this woman want to do?

Han Yeming had been quietly following An Zixi, wanting to find out what was going on, but then he could disappear. Just as Han Yeming felt puzzled, he heard the voice of a familiar woman,

“Don’t move. Raise your hand.” It was An Zixi’s voice. It turned out that this woman had discovered his trail a long time ago. What was the purpose of this woman?

“An Zixi is me, I am Han Yeming. Don’t you know him? We have met many times.” Han Yeming raised his hand and turned around to see An Zixi holding a dagger. The An Zixi in front of him was completely different from what he saw a few days ago. Even his temperament was like a different person. In Han Yeming’s impression, An Zixi was clearly a very gentle and weak woman. Obviously, this woman in front of him was different from the previous one. She looked very healthy, and her voice was not as sweet as before.

The current An Zixi was simply a female spy!

“Haha, Han Yeming, what are you doing behind me?” Tang Yu Xin glanced at Han Ye Ming’s eyes. This man was used to lying, and his eyes were so uncertain.

Then, he saw Han Yeming smiling playfully and replying, “Look at what you said. How can I be considered a stalker? I just wanted to chase after you and ask you. Look at how excited you are. Put down the knife. If you say you accidentally scratched me, then I’ll be held criminally liable. It’ll be troublesome.”

Tang Yu Xin saw that someone was following her, but she didn’t expect it to be Han Ye Ming. Seeing Han Ye Ming’s progress, she put away the dagger and put it in her pocket.

“Holy shit, An Zixi, your pocket is really big. You can even put a dagger in it. Where did you buy it? I want to buy one for my girlfriend as well.” Han Yeming only felt that this atmosphere was extremely strange, so he casually diverted his attention.