Li Xinyang still hugged me, but I didn't want to let him continue to hold me. Most importantly, I've forgotten a lot of things. I have decided to forget about Li Xinyang, what can I do if he comes? I still don't want to see it, I still don't want to see it. A person who has hurt me, what reason do I have, to forgive!

I don't know what I should do or say, I just know that my own feelings at that moment cannot be expressed in words. In all my memories I know, even if I searched the dictionary, I couldn't find a single word to describe my mood at that time. It's not that I was in a bad mood or excited, but I will never forget the conflict and depression at that time. Conflict and depression are like the mark of my life, and I don't know if it will continue in my future.

The pain that you can't remember can never be wiped away. I can only stand here and look at the confusion of the future. Of course, what I've forgotten, the person I've decided to forget, at least at the moment I can't mind, I'm not going to accept it. So, I chose to give up, I pushed Li Xinyang away, and didn't say anything to him. I don't know whether my own actions are good or bad, I just know that for me, for myself, I did that, in my heart at the time, it was the default and very correct thing. It's like the sunset on the horizon, and he doesn't know why he appeared there, but she just appeared! He was there, and at that time, in his own heart, it was a very normal thing.

After I pushed Li Xinyang away, Li Xinyang continued to tell me what happened at the beginning. But I'm getting impatient. I don't want to hear it, that moment belongs to my sad memories. Because of that incident, I lost my best friend, I lost my favorite person. Why should I still be able to listen to that story, and listen to it with great pleasure, with great interest, and with a special desire to hear it?

There are so many people who want to tell stories in this world, but do I have to listen to them one by one? I don't want to hear that there are some things that you want to say, and maybe not an audience wants to hear them. Especially my sad story, what reason does he have to say, I want to hear it, I want to hear it, I want to hear the story that I used to cry about because of that?

I didn't care what Li Xinyang said again, but left him and walked towards the top of the mountain, my world can no longer have any unpredictable feelings. I hate the kind of people who are complacent and self-righteous because of what I like. Although Li Xinyang didn't do much about him, maybe his car accident was related to my letter, but I really don't want to be tired anymore because of him. I just want to live well and live the rest of my life.

Although, it is a bit early to say that life and death are a bit early. But in some cases that make you suffer so much and can't extricate yourself, I would rather understand the truth about why we live in this world as soon as possible. I just want to say that maybe those stories are good, and maybe I should accept them, but sometimes, I can't bear to feel hurt again. I don't want my heart that I just stitched up to crack again because of Li Xinyang.

Li Xinyang didn't seem to keep up. I let out a long breath and continued walking towards the top of the mountain. Originally, the purpose of coming here this time was to teach the children on the top of the mountain, learn knowledge, and come here to teach. Who would have thought that he would meet Li Xinyang, a big troublemaker, on the way? The past that I could have forgotten began to appear in front of me again and again. I want to cry, I want to cry out loud. At that time, I really felt like I was coming home, and I wanted to hug my mom and cry loudly. No wonder my mother was so opposed to me going to Li Xinyang's house to take care of him and to me going to live in his house.

Sure enough, in this world, only our parents are the ones who care about us the most! Suffice it to say, what is there that allows us to really understand the truth of this world? Perhaps, sometimes, your superficial appearance is very beautiful now, but it is really just a superficial appearance! For some things, only if you have understood it, you are qualified to judge and say, oh, if I had experienced that thing, I would be so sad and sad!

I don't want to be sad and sad, but I want to go through what to do. I don't know if there is still a place for me in this future! Li Xinyang, this meeting, since it is a confessional opportunity specially arranged by God for us, since I already know, after you read the letter, you will say something to me, then, please say goodbye to each other, let's not see each other!

I hope that your future is happy and happy. I know that you can foresee the person in your life who cares about you the most. I don't want to, and even if I did, I wouldn't dare to come forward and ask you these indifferent questions. In short, here, there was indeed a person named Xia Yongning, who liked you very much, cared about you very much, and he really liked and loved you very much. However, the person named Xia Yongning wants to give up now.

The reason for giving up is simple, because you are too good and I don't deserve it. Maybe one day, when I have the ability to love you again, and have the courage to bear the pain again, I will be willing to really listen to you and say, oh yes, I really love you! I also want to be able to appear in my dreams again at that time. However, everything that is lost is lost, and no matter how hard I beg, I don't have the ability to tell you a story that I can't tell.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, I have gone from that rugged mountain road to the village I am going to, a mountain village to be exact. There are now more than 20 children of unusual size in this pair of Bright Hope Primary School, but what is distressing is that they are in the same class every day, and there is no concept of teaching by grade.

I should devote myself to this meaningful work, and those so-called gray memories will be forgotten one day. However, this time I met, Li Xinyang never told me that when he said something, it was already very late.

Forget it, life is always moving forward, and only in the end will you know how many things in our life are unknown and uncertain that we can't figure out.

Soon, the volunteer teaching life was over, and I was back on the university campus.

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