That night, the lights in the house were dim, and the rain was pouring outside the window, just like before.
In the room, Xu Changning was squatting next to the sofa, her long hair covering her face. From behind, she could see that her shoulders were shaking, the letter in her hand was crumpled, and tears were rolling in her eyes and falling down.
There are letters scattered on the light wood-colored floor. Each letter has a different series of envelopes completely packed. Each letter was originally neatly arranged in the box in order of date.
"February 23rd
The new red bean milk sold at the canteen today is delicious. It's the weekend soon. It will warm your stomach. "
"March 7
I'm sorry to make you angry. It's all because I'm too sensitive and can't coax you if we're not together, so I bought you your favorite Qixi. I hope you'll be happy. "
"May 19
Tomorrow is the romantic Valentine's Day. It's a pity that we can't go out at school, but it doesn't matter. The gift I prepared for you is not tacky. Every day we are together is Valentine's Day. "
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Xu Changning looked at the letter in front of him and read it word for word. His heart twitched and hurt beyond words. Tears fell down as if he wanted no money, as if he wanted to vent the love and grievances he had not been able to complete for all these years.
Eleven long years, nine years of secret love, in those countless days, she watched him fall in love with someone over and over again.
She thought that the silent and reserved 27-year-old Liang Lin belonged to her, even though the splendid 17-year-old Liang Lin belonged to Chen Zhinan.
She thought that watching him grow from a boy to a man, and witnessing his transformation from laughing, playing, and clumsy to silent, steady, and indifferent, would make her that special, greedy man who wanted to completely belong to Xu Changning.
"Xu Changning, don't be stupid, it's time to be content." The girl muttered, lowering her eyes and unable to see the emotion in her eyes.
Intention: secret love
