Hundred generations of passers-by, time seems to really have the ability to soothe everything, including regrets.

When the world is tired of the cold and gloomy winter, the spring rain will come quietly, gently falling on the bottom of the heart, dyeing the mountains and rivers and plants green.

After the winter vacation, Gu Zeyu returned to school, no different from usual, but he was more serious than before, drowning himself in the sea of questions every day.

When encountering difficult reading questions, he always flipped through the English notes that Chen Ye helped him sort out over and over again, often looking at Chen Ye's empty table in a daze.

The tenderness in his eyes seemed to be hidden, and there was more indifference on his face. It wasn't until Ling Xiaonuan solemnly handed over the letter written by Chen Ye to him that the expression on his face changed.

"Gu Zeyu, this is for you by the leaves." Ling Xiaonuan stared at Gu Zeyu cautiously, for fear that his emotions would be out of control, and reached out and took out a voice recorder: "She also asked me to give this to you." ”

Gu Zeyu looked at the letter and the pen in a daze, and his outstretched hand stopped in the air. He didn't dare to face it, he didn't dare to see Chen Ye's words, and he didn't dare to hear Chen Ye's voice again.

He was afraid that he would lose control.

Ling Xiaonuan was helpless, and stuffed the letter and pen directly into his hand: "I will definitely complete the good things that Ye Zi has explained, you take it, how to choose is your own business." ”

"Thank you." After a long time, Gu Zeyu barely made a sound from his surging throat, and then stared at the object in his hand, and there was a long silence.

The appearance of the envelope is very ordinary, all navy blue, and the fire paint print is a cat teacher, who is hugging Natsume tightly and smiling at him.

During the lunch break, Gu Zeyu put it on the table and stared at it directly. Several times I tried to disassemble it, but my hands always stopped in mid-air, and after a long time, I stretched them out again.

In the end, he still did not open the envelope, but tucked it into his textbook, and the movements of his hands were very light, as if waiting for a treasure.

The next few days are endless learning, and the classes in the second semester of the second semester of high school are very rushed, but Gu Zeyu seems to work harder than those teachers, and he stuffs himself full every day, so that he won't be sad?

Until that day, the dullness of life was shattered.

Gu Zeyu came back from the teacher's office, and as soon as he entered the classroom, he saw that his desk was full of people, water slowly spread out from under the desk, and the ground was full of fragments of reflections.

Seeing Gu Zeyu come back, Zheng Jin, who was rescuing the books, smiled a little embarrassedly: "Gu Zeyu, I'm sorry, I accidentally spilled the water just now......"

Gu Zeyu's eyes widened, he rushed over like crazy and snatched the book in Zheng Jin's hand, flipped through it quickly, and didn't stop until the envelope that he had been thinking about day and night appeared in front of him.

It's just that the envelope is still soaked with water, and the water is spreading unscrupulously on this thin piece of paper, and Gu Zeyu's heart is extremely cold.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the classroom was a little depressing, Zheng Jin blamed himself a little, and tried to speak: "I'm sorry, I'll help you dry." After speaking, he reached out and took the book in Gu Zeyu's hand.

"Let it go!" Gu Zeyu's eyes were as deep as a cold pool, he looked at Zheng Jin, who was a little overwhelmed in front of him, and knew that it was not his fault, but ......

"I'm sorry." Gu Zeyu dropped this sentence in a very low voice and ran out desperately with the book, ran to the house of stray cats in one go, and sat down behind hiding in the bamboo forest.

Little Black and Little White walked out, rubbed his trouser legs affectionately, and meowed.

The spring breeze is always so tender, blowing by, the bamboo shoots are new, and the weeds and flowers are growing wildly.

Gu Zeyu hugged Xiao Xiaohei, and opened the letter with trembling hands, for fear that if he was not careful, the already soaked paper would wrinkle and break.