What would you do if you only had 30 days left to live?
Lin Qingyan's choice was to write thirty letters to Levi, her husband of three years.
The first letter reads: You never remember anniversaries. I threw away that box of discounted chocolates, but you didn't notice.
The tenth letter reads: Once my fever reached 39 degrees, you stayed with me all night, but after dawn, you only said, "The fever is gone, I will go to work."
I felt you loved me then.
Then I wasn't sure again.
The twentieth letter reads: I have been translating your silence for three years, and I am tired of translating it.
That's it, Mr. Levis.
She thought the letters would never be seen.
What she doesn't know is that Levi is the chief algorithm engineer of "Memory Cloud".
Every word she writes is automatically copied in the cloud system he built.
She writes one and he reads one.
She thought he was working overtime, being indifferent, and ignoring her, but in fact, he used his highest authority every day to peek at every line she wrote to "that bastard husband".
He watched the countdown of her life, watched her grievances and misunderstandings, watched her write "I won't meet you in my next life" in the letter, and then tore it up and rewrote "Let's meet you".
On the day he finished writing 30 letters, Lin Qingyan fell into a coma.
Levi's did not send a reply.
He put on the access device to the memory cloud.
——Since you said that I never respond, then this time, I will personally go to your memory and fill up all the silence.
Did you hear that?
This time, I'm here.
Dear Miss Lin Qingyan.
