When he wrote this, a gentle look appeared on Gu Qi's face, and he seemed to remember the way she ate fish in front of him, cute and well-behaved.

"Aunt Wang's son is in high school this year, and his grades are not as good as yours, and Aunt Wang always says that she wants to ask you if you have any study tips.

The hot springs in Beishan are still the same, but a batch of maple trees have been planted, and the maple leaves will be more prosperous and beautiful next year......"

He babbled on and on two pages of letterhead.

Ten years have passed, and he has not been heard from since he left the Gu family.

The university acceptance letter was still waiting for her to pick it up at home, but she had never returned since that time from the villa.

Gu Qi knew that she really didn't want to have anything to do with him, so he hadn't sent anyone to look for her since then.

Because if he sends someone to find him, he should be angry.

How dare he make her angry?

It's just that no matter how busy the work is, Gu will choose to come to the villa to rest.

He tidied up her room every day, but never slept in her room again.

Hao cares about this very much, he can't do this kind of thing that she doesn't like.

At the end of the letter, he paused.

"Happy birthday and all the best

Brother: Gu Period"

After writing it, he had a smile on his face, as if such a blessing would make her life smooth.

He folded the letter carefully, not like a letter, but as if he had folded all his hearts together.

Gu Qi put the letter paper into the prepared envelope, and then wrote the address on the envelope in a proper manner, and went downstairs to mail it.

Within a few days, the letter was delivered back to the villa's mailbox by the postman.

The address he wrote down was all about this villa.

Because this is his good home.

In that mailbox, there was a thick pile of letters that would never be opened.

On the cover of each letter is the words:

To: Sister, Yu Hao

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The plum blossoms in the garden did not bloom this winter, and they stood alone in the snow, and the depressed appearance was extremely desolate.

The newly moved neighbor next to the villa has a five-year-old child, and when he is naughty, he has to take his parents' hands and go to the next door.

After the doorbell rang many times, someone opened the door, and it was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

"Hello uncle! I'm the new neighbor next door, are you the owner of this home? The child looked at the uncle in front of him with ignorant eyes, and only felt a little strange, he didn't look so powerful, why did he live in such a good villa?

The person who opened the door was Wang Yu's son, and when he heard the child say this, Wang Yu's son waved his hand: "I'm not." ”

How could he be the owner of this villa, the deceased head of the Gu family was very powerful, he couldn't compare.

The child asked in an innocent voice, "Then why are you here?" ”

Hearing the child's question, Wang Yu's son looked in a trance for a moment.

Oh...... Because someone gave him a large sum of money to come to clear the snow every winter, and one day before the Chinese New Year, he had to turn on all the lights at the door, as if he was afraid that someone would not find his way home.

Wang Yu's son smiled: "I don't know, maybe it's because this villa is afraid of loneliness." ”

The child laughed.

A few days later, there was a lot of snow one night.

There were bright lights everywhere in the courtyard, but the room was dark.

All traces of what was once here have been taken away by the years, and only the mailbox stuffed with letters, and the plum trees in the courtyard, which no one came to admire, bloomed clean flowers.