"Mr. Jiang, this is your email."
Jiang Lai nodded lightly and motioned to the secretary to put the box on his desk. In the five years since Jia Ruo left, Jiang Lai's character has become more introverted.
Jiang Lai opened the box, and there was a wooden ax exactly like the one in Jiang Lai's hand.
Jiang Lai let out a long sigh, walked to the window and looked at the sky in the distance: "It's been five years, how are you?" For many years, Jiang Lai has no feeling of heartbeat, living like an empty shell, attached to the world.
In the past five years, Jiang Lai has always gone to the United States to stay for a while.
Some media will always ask Jiang Lai when interviewing him: "What attracts you to the United States?"
Jiang Lai would always answer: "Just to get closer to her."
We parted once and made a five-year agreement. Five years have come. Where are you? Will you remember that thousands of miles away, in a corner of the world, there is a person named Jiang Lai waiting for your return?
Just waiting in vain, just waiting for memories, meeting in the dark, if separation, if sadness, how to look forward to it? Ups and downs in the world, I am willing to stay with you forever, why should your love fail me?