Chapter 13: An Anonymous Letter

"Wow!"

"Anyone, please?

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and a voice was heard. Yang Ming was stunned, then walked out of the room to open the door, and saw a young man carrying a mail bag, and the young man smiled at Yang Ming.

"May I ask if your name is Yang Ming?"

"Yes! I'm Yang Ming!"

"Alright, here's your envelope, please take it. ”

"Yes!"

"No!"

Closing the door, Yang Ming looked at the envelope in his hand and couldn't help sighing.

"Again!"

The letter only has Yang Ming's address and name, and does not have any information about the sender. Yang Ming was also quite puzzled, the sender's information was not available, how did the other party send it?

Yang Ming shook his head helplessly, returned to the room with the envelope, dragged out the chair and sat down, looking at the envelope with emotion.

"It's been two years in a row, and the other party is really persistent. ”

Yes, this anonymous letter began to be sent after the death of the grandfather who raised Yang Ming, and at first Yang Ming was in extreme sadness, because he loved his only relative and left Yang Ming forever. Yang Ming had the idea of committing suicide, but Yang Ming remembered very much what his grandfather said before leaving.

"Ming'er, don't cry! Men don't flick when they have tears, you are a man! Remember! You must remember! In the future, you must live well without me, and you must live happily!"

This passage may forever be remembered in the deepest part of Yang Ming's heart. Yang Ming resented this world, and he also resented the person who sent the letter, if the letter came earlier, then grandpa would not have died.

It was also since his grandfather left that Yang Ming became decadent, wasted his time decadently, and lived in a mess. However, it was also the anonymous letter that made Yang Ming gradually come out of his sadness, and the letter would be sent every month, without stopping in between.

There are two thousand yuan in this letter, which is for Yang Ming's living expenses for a month, but Yang Ming didn't spend it at all, and it is still kept, Yang Ming will go to work part-time on weekends when he is free, and his grandfather left a house after leaving, so Yang Ming does not worry about where to live.

As for Yang Ming's resentment that the letter didn't come earlier, it was because the letter was sent after Yang Ming's grandfather left, and the letter said that if he could come, his grandfather would not die.

At the beginning, the letter was full of comfort and apology, wanting to pull Yang Ming up from the abyss.

Later, the content of the letter was full of shame and blessings, saying that if it had been earlier, it would not have been like this, and I hope Yang Ming can be happy.

Yang Ming leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes, calming down the impetuousness in his heart.

The letter said that it was Yang Ming's relative, but Yang Ming didn't believe it. If it's a relative, why don't you show up? Why don't you show up when Yang Ming's family is at its most down? If it's a relative, then why don't you come out to see me?!

The sender knew Yang Ming's information well, and there were some things that even Yang Ming himself hadn't noticed, but the sender found and remembered it. Yang Ming hoped that the sender was his parents, but his grandfather once told him that his parents died early. I also asked what happened to me, but my grandfather just wouldn't say. Yang Ming believed what his grandfather said, because his grandfather had never deceived himself, even so, Yang Ming still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that the sender would be his parents.

Slowly, Yang Ming grew up, his mind became mature, and he no longer expected his relatives, and he slowly got used to living alone. The sender sent one letter every month, and each letter was full of concern and apology for Yang Ming.

Yang Ming exhaled deeply, opened his eyes, tore open the envelope, and took out the contents inside.

As Yang Ming expected, Yang Ming looked at the two thousand yuan and a letter in his hand and was silent, and after a long time, Yang Ming put the money on the table and opened the letter.

Ming'er:

It's a pity that I couldn't be by your side, but I really hope to live an ordinary and happy life with you, but reality doesn't allow it.

Ming'er, how are you doing these days? Have you eaten enough? Are you still alone? Alas, I'm really useless, and I can't accompany you through the painful days. Ming'er, have you let it go? Seeing you stay in the dark world every day, my heart really hurts!

I...... I'm really sorry, and I'd really like to say "I'm sorry" to you in front of you if I could.

I'm sorry, I don't have much time to say, I hope Ming'er you come out of the shadows and live a happy life.

Love your loved ones

”

At the end of the hasty ending, Yang Ming is used to it, after all, it is like this every time. But Yang Ming also knew that this letter expressed the sender's deep concern and concern for him.

"Whew!"

Yang Ming took a deep breath and spit out the unhappiness in his heart. Yang Ming tidied up the table and put the two thousand on the table into an iron box in the cabinet, where there were tens of thousands of yuan sent by the sender so far.

Yang Ming disdained to move, Yang Ming felt that he could support himself, why should he spend other people's money. Moreover, you don't need so much money to live your ordinary life, and you don't need to be sick? What kind of international joke is it that a person with extraordinary abilities can get sick?

After putting the letter, Yang Ming lay on the bed and closed his eyes, thinking back to what he had done today, Yang Ming sighed, and then left it behind, thinking about sleeping and continuing to return to normal life tomorrow. Then Yang Ming gradually relaxed his consciousness and fell asleep deeply.