I met Xiao Ziyue a few days before the Spring Festival in 2020, she was wrapped in a thick cotton suit and entered my house like a bear. It's been a long, long time since I graduated from high school. She was a little fatter than before, she had a good complexion, and the dimples on her face were beautiful when she smiled.

Xiao Ziyue sat across from me. I added all kinds of ingredients to the hot pot, remembering that when I was sick in high school, Xiao Ziyue used the lid of the kettle to help me heat the porridge. At that time, my nickname was "Little Tree Hole", and many of my classmates would come to me if they had something on their minds. However, except for Xiao Ziyue, no one will care about a "tree hole" with a sense of existence like an NPC.

"Xiaoshudong, why haven't you heard anything over the years, and you haven't sent QQ news, I thought you had a new QQ. I've read your recently published "The Great Wilderness and Redemption", and it's a lot different from the first draft you wrote in high school. It's just that the update is so slow, it can't satisfy my curiosity. ”

I was a little moved in my heart, it turned out that Xiao Ziyue still remembered the things I wrote in high school, and I have been paying attention to the novels and essays I published.

"It's not that I'm afraid of breaking off, I only publish after I have written enough manuscripts, and I send a little bit every day." I smiled sheepishly.

"Do you want to try to write an e-sports article if you don't play Honor of Kings?"

"The glory of kings is a daily necessity for a fat house like mine, but unfortunately I feel that there is nothing to write about the glory of kings. All I know is that I was on the verge of cardiac arrest every day by a group of pig teammates. ”

"Hahaha, you're so cute. I once had a boyfriend in Honor of Kings, and it was my first love. ”

"This ...... Really? "I can't imagine that Xiao Ziyue, a good girl who was embarrassed to even say a word to a boy in high school, turned out to be an online relationship.

"Really, I can tell you about it. If you want to try your hand at esports, you can write about my story. I feel that my story is like a bloody drama, and I can't make up such a bloody plot. She seemed to have something particularly funny in mind.

"Are you still together?" I asked.

"We've been separated for more than a year. This story still starts with Luna...... "I listened to Xiao Ziyue tell a story, and when it came to the end of her ex-boyfriend's engagement to someone else, she also smiled lightly, as if she hadn't experienced any sadness at all.

I can't help but wonder if her first love is not at all distracted.

Maybe it was because I was silent, Xiao Ziyue smiled embarrassedly: "I can't find the mood at that time, I don't know how to say it." I have here a picture that I saved before, maybe after reading it, you will understand. ”

As she was leaving, she suddenly remembered something, and took out a small hardcover book from her backpack and gave it to me. I flipped through it, and there were a few pages that were crumpled and looked like they had been soaked in water. She said: "Isn't it almost the New Year, I cleaned up the house and turned it out, this is "99 Love Letters to My Beloved", haha, this is my peak of writing as a steel science woman, you have to cherish such hard-won materials." ”

That night, I casually opened the picture that Xiao Ziyue sent me, but I didn't expect that the more I looked back, the heavier my mood became. I couldn't laugh anymore. After reading that love letter, it was already dawn. Those pictures add up to hundreds, including her chat records with that Qi Zexi, screenshots of the game, diaries, and even photos of Qi Zexi and his fiancée, etc.

I looked at Qi Zexi's thin face that didn't match "handsome" at all, rubbed my wrinkled eyebrows, and secretly scolded a scumbag in my heart. In addition to anger, my heart is full of distress for Xiao Ziyue.

Empty online love, leaving only these pictures and a monologue love letter, recording the time they had been together. I suddenly understood why Xiao Ziyue gave me these things, instead of directly deleting and throwing them away. She didn't miss that scumbag, she just wanted to leave at least something to prove that that time really existed.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, I sat in front of the computer for a long time before typing the first word.

Xiao Ziyue also read my novel. She said: "Although I have let it go a long time ago, I still feel very painful and depressed after seeing it." ”

To say that there is no heartache is false. In this world, only sincerity is the most precious, but it is also the most easily trampled on and let down.