Volume I, Chapter 13
"Ye Xi?" I called her name and couldn't believe I could see her again.
"What's wrong?" She asked me blankly, as if she didn't remember me.
I said the name of the junior high school of that year.
Music suddenly started in the café, and our hearts were startled
"You're the North Guard? When I saw the name on the business card, I thought it was a duplicate name, but I didn't expect it to be you. She covered her mouth and smiled happily.
"How are you doing?" She asked me about my situation when I was having trouble speaking.
"Good." I coped with it casually, and I didn't dare to say where I am.
"It's hard to be an artist, isn't it? But it's also an ideal career. ”
Am I the artist she calls me? I don't think so.
"Presumably, what about you? Have you become a teacher? ”
"Haha, no, I'm freelance now." She smiled wryly and said that it was clear that she was not as good as I was in life.
"So excuse me to ask, do you have any stubbornness about this painting? Something must have happened, right? Want to use this letter? "I'm a little confused, but I want to know.
"Actually, I recently moved into a new house, and I wanted to hang a picture on the blank wall, and I struggled with it, but I suddenly thought of a letter from your high school." She laughed and tilted her head to look at me.
Letter?
"What?"
"You forgot?"
"What the hell? At that time, smartphones were common, so how could I write letters? Also, I didn't look for you again at all, okay? I retorted to what she said.
She smiled even more, but it would affect the atmosphere in the store, and she had to hold back, "Just listen to your quibble, who asked someone to find my address in high school?" Who said in a letter that writing is interesting? She leaned her head over and laughed at my hypocrisy.
But I really don't have this impression, I remember that I was idle all day long in high school, obsessed with the world of the Internet all day long, my academic performance declined, and I only reacted in my sophomore year of high school, but I still got into a poor school, and even thought about ending my life. Looking back on it now, I want to do it all over again. But I promise, I never did what she said I was. But now it seems... It's back to that way out of school again, but this time Ye Xi and I have grown up.
I chatted with her for a long time, and relived the time again, from elementary school to the second year of junior high school, and part of the current situation.
"Then Ye Xi has found a partner?" I'm going to take chances.
"Well, I have it. And now they are preparing to live together. Her answer left me heartbroken.
"What about the North Watch, he must be being urged by his family, right? Yin Yin is so old. "She just wants to taunt me, and besides, we are all people of the same age, how can we say that I am a lot of age without changing our faces?
"Haha... Ha. "I can only laugh.
"Sure enough, Beigen has always been very timid, and he didn't dare to say that he was facing what he thought." She blamed me for good reason.
"You just talk nonsense, this is fate, maybe I'm late."
"Okay, okay, I still have to go beforehand." She got up and said goodbye.
Looking at Ye Xi's situation, I think that mine is much worse, she is happy, and I hope that the news of my death will not reach her.
"Mr. Beigen, you care about her very much." Siye unconsciously appeared in the position that Ye Xi had just done, and the light on the side of the stage was still along the original line, shining on the people in the same seat. Siye's hair is relatively short and Ye Xi's, but the appearance of the two is a bit similar, but their personalities are really different.
"Yes, I started slowly in junior high school." Ye Xi left, and I spoke a lot more openly.
"So you're sad about this outcome, aren't you?" She's coming to taunt me too?
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. Nothing has to come according to one's own heart, and that's normal. "The poems memorized by elementary school students casually seem to be very elegant in their failures.
"Is there a better plan for the north?"
"I give up, I don't, I won't spend time doing such a thing"
Actually, I was shocked that I hadn't thought about it since high school, but that's good, right? Didn't hurt someone's heart, right? Maybe it's because I don't understand emotions? Heck, that's a real nuisance for me.