Chapter 105 That Letter, Those Once

In life, what seems to be a bad situation is really not as bad as imagined, and what we disturb ourselves may only be a cup of bow and snake shadow.

—Epigraph

Usually, Changyuan's letters are kept in the mailbox in the dormitory, and you can get the letters by taking the key to open the mailbox. Li Mochou, as the management teacher of Changyuan, never bothered to distribute letters and the like.

How can there be faith in her hands now? Dong Xiaokui felt strange, hesitated, but reached out to take it, and held it in his hand, feeling heavy and heavy.

She couldn't help but glance at Li Mochou. Li Mochou's complexion was softer than usual, which made Dong Xiaokui a little puzzled. Who knew that Li Mochou broke the routine again, and did not walk away coldly as usual, but said: "This is not sent by the post office." ”

This sentence solved Dong Xiaokui's doubts, it turned out that this letter was not sent from the post office, no wonder it was here in Li Mochou. She looked down and saw that not a word was written on the white envelope, and it was clean.

"Teacher Li, what is this?" Dong Xiaokui asked politely.

"Yesterday afternoon, the man who came to you for dinner last time put me here. He said he was in a hurry, but he couldn't contact you, so he wrote you this letter. Hope I transfer it to you. Li Mochou's voice was calm.

Dong Xiaokui's heart was stunned, and he immediately understood that the letter writer was Li Yongfeng. Yesterday afternoon, her mobile phone was turned off by Xu Er, and the two were climbing the mountain together, and in the evening, she turned on her mobile phone, but fell asleep in the car and slept until this morning.

Then, this letter should have been brought by Li Yongfeng after he returned from the aquarium. Somehow, Dong Xiaokui suddenly thought of the back of his departure that day.

I have known Li Yongfeng for so long, and I have seen his back many times, and none of them made her feel lonely and lonely like the day before yesterday. It made her heart ache slightly.

She pursed her lips, saluted Li Mochou, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Li." ”

"Hmm. Go ahead. Li Mochou glanced at her, turned around and walked into the house, and continued to fiddle with the phalaenopsis on the windowsill.

This Li Mochou is also weird, not only has his expression softened, but even his words seem to be a little more. Recently, there are a lot of people in this world who seem to be abnormal.

Enough of her own business. So he didn't bother to think about it, took the letter and hurried upstairs, who knew that after only two steps, Li Mochou shouted again: "Dong Xiaokui." ”

"Huh?" Dong Xiaokui paused and turned around with doubts. She wasn't afraid that Li Mochou would embarrass herself and make herself unable to get her graduation certificate, after all, there is now Xu Er, the Buddha, taking care of herself.

Li Mochou had already stopped fiddling with the flowers and plants, but beckoned her to come over.

Things are too weird, is it possible to achieve it because of her identity as Xu Er's woman, which has changed Li Mochou, who has always been indifferent and arrogant? To tell the truth, the girls in Changyuan said in private, "About the winter thunder and earthquake, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are together, Li Mochou will not change that cold expression and bad style", these are not covered.

Dong Xiaokui walked over slowly, watching the changes, Li Mochou didn't say anything, just said casually: "You are a student after all, you have to be self-respecting." Especially girls, they must know how to cherish themselves. Recently, there has been a lot of gossip in the school. ”

This tone is not a little sarcastic and sharp, but like an elder's concern for the younger generation.

It's weird. Dong Xiaokui once again sighed in her heart. On his face, he was very teachable and well-behaved, and said thank you.

Li Mochou waved his hand and said, "No need, you just need to know how to love yourself and don't hurt others." ”

"I'll keep it in mind." Dong Xiaokui replied.

Li Mochou pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all. Finally, he waved at her and said, "You can go." ”

Dong Xiaokui took the letter and returned to the dormitory, and Yu Yao was already lying on the bed and sleeping. Zhou Zhenzhen hadn't answered yet, and she wouldn't rush back until about the moment she closed the garden gate.

The first is that the business of the tea restaurant is very hot. Second, Changyuan closed early, so many couples were always reluctant to close the garden gate at the last minute, and the woman rushed back.

Dong Xiaokui unscrewed the small table lamp and carefully tore open the snow-white envelope, which was white rice paper, but what was written on the rice paper was not a brush letter, but a fountain pen letter. The vigorous and elegant Xiaokai looks strong, but the words are elegant, and two somewhat opposite qualities appear on the same person's words. Dad once said, "If you look at words, you can see a person, and words are like people." ”

Then, from this point of view, Li Yongfeng is still a very contradictory aggregate.

The rice paper slowly unfolded, and the content written was not very much, so the rice paper left a large blank space around it, with a large white background and sparse black characters, which looked particularly lonely, like people walking in the boundless wilderness.

Dong Xiaokui carefully looked at what he wrote:

Aoi:

When you received this letter, I set out again, leaving the capital, to a place I wanted to go to, and I wanted to stay quietly for a while. Yesterday, I was alone in the aquarium to see the fish, they swam around in the water, they looked calm, they didn't communicate with anyone, occasionally they swam over, they looked at people through the glass, and it was only for a moment, and then they turned around and swam away.

That's when I thought of you. Thinking back quietly, I realized that we had known each other for more than two years, but we were still like strangers. And I've been on the road all these years ——, all these years. Never dared to allow myself to stop and think about something.

It's just that now——, didn't think of it at the beginning, and now it's only a sigh.

Xiaokui, take good care of yourself. Aoi-chan, I'm sorry.

Maple harvest

June 12th

The content of this letter is a bit confusing, and there is a good way to say sorry.

But where did he go? Alas, in fact, he should have called him early this morning, but at that time, he was bent on Xu Er, and later encountered Yuyao's cold violence, Wu Shuli inexplicably begged to let Chen Jiachuan go, and then it was about repaying the money on the other side of the strait.

It's all a lot of work. Dong Xiaokui frowned, thinking about calling Li Yongfeng to see where he was.

Yuyao had already fallen asleep, and it was not good to talk on the phone in the house, so she walked to Wutong Avenue to make a call, and the prompt was always turning off. She waited for a while on the breezy Wutong Avenue before playing, but it was still off.

It seems that Li Yongfeng really wants to stay quietly for a while. Did you hurt him? However, that day was too inexplicable, and it was embarrassing to bring her to those friends like that.

She walked back slowly, feeling tired too, so she took a shower and went to sleep. I always don't have a solid dream in my dreams, I always dream that I am still climbing the mountain, it seems to be the high mountain of my hometown, it seems to be the mountain that Xu Er took me to climb, the mountain road is rugged and narrow, next to it is a cliff of ten thousand feet, I can't see it to the end, it seems that once I lose my footing, I will be crushed to pieces, and I will never recover.

She had been walking cautiously, the sky was gray, high and far away, and there were birds on the top of the mountain. All the information indicates that you should go down the mountain, but why keep climbing the mountain?

She didn't understand it herself, the mountain road was getting more and more difficult to see, and there was no one around. She stopped in the most dangerous place, turned back to the distant mountains in the twilight, and suddenly began to cry lowly, more and more sad.

"Xiaokui, what are you crying about?" A gentle, quiet voice.

Her tears swelled even more and she shouted, "Daddy." ”

"Good. Brave children don't cry. Dad stood aside and encouraged.

"But I'm tired." Dong Xiaokui replied.

"Go ahead, and you'll be fine." Dad was still smiling, and in the twilight, he couldn't see his face clearly.

Dong Xiaokui felt that he was reasonable, nodded, and walked over the cliff step by step, suddenly remembering that his father had died many years ago.

So, is this a dream?

She was a little excited, since her father died, she tried her best, and she never dreamed of him. Again, my mother took a sip of wine and said a little lonely: "Aoi, why do you say your father is so ruthless." After walking for so long, you don't even come to see me in your dreams. ”

Dong Xiaokui didn't know what to do, just sat there. In fact, she also wanted to dream about her father.

Now, after so many years, I finally see my father again. He still seems to be young, not old at all. She moved her lips and shouted, "Daddy." You know, we miss you so much. Mom, she misses you so much. ”

"Well, Aoi takes good care of her mother and brother. Dad was relieved. Dad was still smiling, and stood on the rocks over there.

Dong Xiaokui was happy and moved a step, but she stepped into the air, thinking in horror that she was about to fall into the abyss, but someone grabbed her hand in time.

She looked up and saw the twilight sky as the background, and she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she heard him "snort" and say, "Don't look at the sky, just come and climb the mountain?" The books are all in the dog's belly. ”

The man's voice, she remembered.

She hugged him, leaned against the cliff tightly, and shouted, "Zhonglin, why are you here?" ”

The man snorted, only hugged her, and did not speak.

Dong Xiaokui's panic is gone, as if he is by his side, he is not afraid of anything.

There is some secret joy in my heart. But all of a sudden, I was a little embarrassed, thinking that my father was still on the side, but I was holding Xu Er.

At this moment, she completely forgot that it was a dream, but her face was hot and she went to see her father. only to find it empty.

"Daddy?" Dong Xiaokui shouted at first, and later, shouted: "Dad, where are you?" ”

It seemed that her voice echoed throughout the distant mountains, and she heard her own voice full of sadness. After shouting, he broke free from Xu Er's embrace, ran to the stone where his father was standing just now, and cried in a low voice.

It was probably because this crying was so loud that it finally woke up Yu Yao. She came over to wake up Dong Xiaokui, kept patting her on the back, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Nightmare? ”

Dong Xiaokui was still sobbing and crying, looking at Yu Yao's face at this time, she couldn't react.

Yu Yao patted her face vigorously and said, "Dong Xiaokui, do you know who I am?" ”

She cried, looked at it for a while, and then recognized it, and whispered, "Yuyao." ”

Yu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the edge of her bed, and asked, "Have a nightmare?" ”

Dong Xiaokui completely understood at this time, what kind of running mountain, meeting her father, meeting Xu Er, all of them were dreams. Xu Er is busy, and his father has passed away a long time ago.

She pursed her lips, nodded, and then immediately shook her head again, saying, "It's not a nightmare, but it seems to be." ”

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. You're such a big person, you have your own measure. Yu Yao interrupted her and stood up to go to bed and continue sleeping.

Dong Xiaokui shouted: "Yuyao, you are angry with me." ”

Yu Yao paused, got into bed as if nothing happened, pulled the quilt to cover it, sighed, and said, "I'm not angry with you." I just have some things that need to be sorted out. Don't think about it. Go to sleep. In the next moment, I don't know what the challenge is, so I must recharge my energy. ”

Dong Xiaokui's heart suddenly seemed to let go of the burden, if Yu Yao said so, then it must be like this. In the past few years, I have some understanding of her character.

Perhaps, in life, what seems to be a bad situation is really not as bad as imagined, and what we disturb ourselves may only be the shadow of the cup. She pulled the quilt, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

(The first volume is over with a few chapters left, and there have been some things lately that haven't gone well.) Thank you all for your support. ）......

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