Turn left at the intersection of Xingye Road, which is often passed by, which is the opposite direction of the school, Xun Ran stopped at the sidewalk, she drooped her shoulders, her eyes lowered without strength, and she looked at the ground with dull eyes.

She looked up and suddenly felt dizzy, the sky was gray, stuck in the fog and not letting it go, and the cold air carried uncomfortable humidity. Xun Ran looked at her way to school, she had never felt that this road was so dark and confused, as if the road was full of thorns, but the other students, and her classmates who were wearing the same school uniform, walked so lightly, talking and laughing, which made her jealous and even a little angry - obviously she used to have such a cheerful look.

On that road, I would often meet people I knew, and I would take the initiative to go up and greet them, and then happily walk to the school to meet the people I want to meet. She will be as comfortable as a bird, without restraints.

Looking ahead now, she didn't want to take another step in the direction of the school, even moving a little distance would be a great torture for herself, and she began to resent that place.

Without any further hesitation, Xun Ran turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

You don't need to see Xia Yuan and Su Xin, you can go anywhere, she thought like this.

She walked faster and faster, as if someone was chasing her from behind, and there was always hair fluttering next to her eyes, and she realized that she had forgotten to tie her braids, and that she had been short for a while, and that she was used to going out without a rubber band.

Habit is a terrible thing, it's like I'm used to being by Xia Yuan's side, and I didn't think that he would leave, and I didn't expect him to put his good feelings on others, and that other person would actually be his best friend.

When she was a child, she always thought that this wide lake was the sea, because Xia Yuan told her that this was the sea, so she firmly believed that her parents took her to the beach.

But even now, I still like lakes and don't like the sea.

Walking along the road by the lake, the sun refuses to show its head, which seems to fuel the arrogance of the winter wind, which invisibly lowers the temperature, and is bitterly cold but imperceptible, until you shiver and realize that you have been tricked. On the lake, the white mist fluttered and coiled, like a cloud of smoke spit out from the sky, majestically reflecting the blue-green reflection, people's eyes could only be transmitted to the rocky beach by the lake, and then it was blocked by the thick white fog, this fog was domineering but charming, just like Xun Ran's feelings for Xia Yuan.

The road was cold and hard, Xun Ran walked hard, the road stretched all the way to the suburbs, and her hands were already numb when she was shivering with cold. She knew that she couldn't reach the end of the road, and she didn't know when and where she couldn't stand to stop, but once she turned back, the morning fog behind her followed her like a nightmare that couldn't be shaken off, even if it was a blur in front of her, but she would rather rush forward and break out of a road, and there was no memory on that road.

She wrapped up her clothes tightly and walked on.

I was a little hungry, and I couldn't see any place where the food stall could survive except grass and forests along the way. As she turned a corner, her eyes fixed on an abandoned red mailbox, rusted and rusty, like red lacquer struggling to infect the dark red rust.

Then he fell uncontrollably and painfully into the memory.

"Xun Ran, look! This mailbox! Xia Yuan took the lead in running to the mailbox entrance, he tried to stand on tiptoe to reach the mailbox entrance, but his arms were numb, just a little off.

In fifth grade, he wasn't yet big enough to develop.

Xun Ran was still half a head shorter than him, and in the warm winter sun, she saw Xia Yuan's funny appearance on tiptoe, and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at, come and help!"

"How can I help you?" Xun Ran's voice was glutinous, she stepped over, and looked left and right at this ordinary red mailbox, as if it had only been abandoned recently, with a thin layer of ash on it, and there were cobwebs at the mailing port, which made her take two steps back. "This mailbox is so dirty, why are you touching it? It's useless. ”

"Hey!" Xia Yuan waved his hand, "This mailbox is amazing!" ”

"What a magic spell?"

"It will deliver future letters."

Xun Ran glanced at him: "Brother Xia Yuan, we are not young anymore, don't make this kind of joke anymore, it's a little naïve." ”

"Tsk! Don't believe it! Give it a try. Xia Yuan threw off the schoolbag behind his back and smashed it to the ground without hesitation, kicking up dust, and he coughed twice.

"You tap."

Xia Yuan ignored Xun Ran, he laboriously took out two crumpled pieces of white paper from his schoolbag, and then stretched out his hand to Xun Ran: "Pen." ”

Xun Ran handed him the pen, and then Xia Yuan began to write on the paper.

He quickly completed a letter with crooked handwriting. "Look at it, I'll throw this letter into the mailbox......" Xia Yuan opened the mailbox first, and it was so dirty that he could smell dust, and there was nothing but dust and haze. We come the next day, and it will be gone, and then the future letter will come, and the letter I just wrote is for myself. ”

"Really?" Xun Ran's eyes widened, and he was skeptical.

Waiting until the next day, the two came to the mailbox again, and sure enough, a clean envelope was lying quietly inside, and it was specially written "Xia Yuan Collection", the font was vigorous, not Xia Yuan's crippled hand could be compared.

With ecstasy, Xun Ran began to write letters to her future self.

"Hey, my future me, I'm 10 years old, can you answer me a few questions? How am I? Am I pretty? Will I meet nice people or things? Are my mom and dad healthy? Does millet grow fat and strong? Is the pear tree planted in the courtyard a few days ago ready to bear fruit? You like to eat pears the most, and of course, when I grow up, maybe you don't like pears. Am I asking too much? That's right, you're ...... Have you found a boy you like and who cherishes you? With apprehension, Xun Ran delivered it in the mailbox.

Xun Ran went to pick up the reply that night, because she was on duty that day, and it was snowing, and she caught a cold halfway through, but she felt that it was worth it.

The response was this: "Hey, the former me, I'm 18 years old and it's nice to hear from you, I'd be happy to answer your questions." You're certainly good, better than ever, and in fact, you're going to be happier and happier. You'll grow into a big beauty! is more beautiful than the Ling'er you envy the most in the Legend of Sword and Fairy. You are lucky that all the good things in the world come to you and hug you tightly. Dad's beer belly got bigger, so now mom pulls him to lose weight, and sadly, I was pulled up in the morning. Millet's snack has grown into a big foodie! My ears hung like curtains, and I couldn't even hold them up now. And the pear on the tree you planted with your own hands is big and fat, but unfortunately this mailbox can only send letters, otherwise I will let you try it. I certainly hope that you will continue to write to you. As for the boy, he ...... Actually, it's not far from you, but you need to find him. ”