Who was he? Shi Tou? Gao Ju Qing? Or… He Shi Lun – that deliberately erased mark?
Realizing his surging emotions, he turned away. What was happening to him? These overflowing emotions were always something Gao Ju Qing despised, and now he felt he might be overwhelmed at any moment.
“Is it really you? Shi Tou? You’re really back? You’ve changed so much, I really can’t recognize you…” The chattering person circled in front of him, staring.
“Yes, I am Shi Tou. Shi Tou is really back.” Meeting her sparkling eyes, he answered, simultaneously mimicking her forceful nod, then smiled.
The raised corners of his mouth felt particularly light, and a warm memory suddenly awakened.
Long, long ago, they had shared smiles like this.
Unable to distinguish between being touched or melancholic, he suddenly discovered that the sense of achievement he had pursued seemed far less satisfying than the sincere smile before him, a kind of friendly and accepting warmth.
He’s a calm tone: “She knows where I am. If she wants to meet me, she will naturally meet me.”
“I think she might have her own difficulties. But at least you know she’s doing well. I believe you’ll reunite someday, and then you can personally hand her the letter.”
Yue Qing shook his head, his voice rapidly sinking: “I don’t know. If that day really comes, I don’t know what I would hand her. The twelve-year-old Shi Lun has passed, so what’s next? The twenty-seven-year-old Gao Yue Qing? Or something else?”
Xiao Yao stared blankly at his profile, momentarily speechless.
At this moment, she seemed to somewhat understand why he said the letter was meaningless.
Because what was missed was his deeply affectionate childhood.
His voice came again: “Did you find the words I wrote in the letter strange?”
“Mm. I was curious too, but… if you didn’t want to talk about it, of course I wouldn’t ask. I think everyone has things they don’t want others to know.”
Her words earned a nod from Yue Qing. Though this girl was confused, her kindness meant she could naturally be without harm, without deliberately calculating boundaries.
Without harm. An almost luxurious state, without weighing situations or calculating words. In front of her, Yue Qing suddenly felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart.
