"Yes, I fell in love with him. This is not pity or overflowing love. I am sure it is. I want to study medicine and hope that one day I can repair his face so that he no longer has to wear a helmet."
"He didn't tell me his name, but neither did I. We're even."
"He said that he once used Si as his code name, and he will be called Mr. Si from now on. Then I will use Yu as my name. My name is Miss Yu."
It's quite interesting. Every line is filled with a girl's yearning for love and the description of the person she loves.
As she looked at it, Xu Yu couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly. She opened another letter and read down.
"There is one more person in our family. Well, he is a child who was kicked out of the house by his parents. It is said that he broke a clay pot, but I guess it is because there is too much population and not enough food, so we can only do this... Alas, I hope the bad times will pass soon."
"Today I saw him teaching the child to read and read. The child was very reluctant at first. He said that only education can change his destiny. If he is not willing to learn, he will drive the child away. He is a very strict person. If I can't read either If so, will he drive me away?"
"We have moved. We have to move. We are going to a new place called Pingpan. We have a new home and a different mood."
"Four years have passed, and the boy has grown up and asked us why nothing has changed. Silly boy, we are all monsters. If we are not monsters, how can we get together?"
Xu Yu put down the letter and muttered silently: "Monsters, we are all monsters."
In the next letter, Oia No. 4 was finally mentioned. Xu Yu read it very carefully, as if he was reading about another life.
"The name of our new home is Oia No. 4. It took a full eight years from buying the land to building the house and then making it habitable. During this period, little Henry has grown up and has a profession as a photographer, but Mr. Four His photography skills are terrible, but he has no awareness of it."
"I'm so happy today. I saw his face again, but this time he didn't look so scary. The ugly scars slowly healed and new skin grew. To be honest, he was cool. I asked him why he was like this. , he said that he is adapting to the power, controlling it, and slowly recovering. I think that this kind of self-healing ability may not even be matched by some deep-sea Agor people."
"It's not good. I feel weak."
The handwriting became sloppy, and the person who wrote the letter had great mood swings. Xu Yu frowned, and there was a long paragraph below.
"He can take off his helmet when he is at home, and his face is basically healed. He has a standard Yanguo appearance, short black hair, and his eyes are gray and steel-like in color. He is very different from when I saw him many years ago. Maybe It should be said that he should look like this. He doesn't drink or smoke, and he lives a self-disciplined life. It may be a habit brought by military life. He seemed to have noticed something, but he didn't ask, and I didn't tell him."
"Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!!!!!"
The whole sheet of paper is full of repeated words, with only one sentence written at the end:
"I don't have time."
Xu Yu turned to the next page, and the first sentence at the beginning read:
"He knew. I tried to persuade him, but with little effect. Suddenly a woman came to the house. He called her Kelsey. She was a doctor. However, the relationship between the two of them was not harmonious. When they talked, they carried guns and sticks. It was almost When the fight started, the doctor looked at me for a few times and then left, saying that you should make your own decision, but he didn't say anything."
"Of course I understand my problem, and there's nothing to say. I'm just sorry that the time is too short. I'm... not willing to give in."
When the letter reached the last page, the owner of the note only wrote one sentence and then stopped writing.
"It's really strange. We have lived together for so many years and nothing has happened. It's too late to talk about this now. I told him my name, Xu Yu. Yes, that's the name. He actually believed it. Okay, he told me too. His name, Si, is indeed his code name, but the name is unexpectedly difficult to pronounce. I had to recite it many times before I remembered it, but what's the use of remembering it now, I'm about to die."
"I don't want to die, but I can't violate my racial identity. I don't want to describe it again, so I write everything I want to say at the end. I don't love him. That's not love. Our fates are already closely linked. I want to study medicine, but I don't want to." Forget about him, his name is..."
When the handwriting was written here, it was smeared into black.
The last line reads: "I will die, but Xu Yu will live."
Xu Yu folded the letters, put them back into the envelope one by one, and let out a long breath.
She opened the letter that was separated from the small wooden box, and sure enough, it was written by Ector Henry.
"In the year 961 of Terra, I wrote this letter at the age of fifty-five. I recalled that forty-eight years had passed when I met Mr. and Miss. Before he left, Mr. said that Miss would come back, and so would he. I am waiting. Over the years, maybe you have been too busy and have forgotten that there is a foreign hotel in Pingpan, but it doesn’t matter, I will keep waiting. I am sending this letter from Pingpan, and I will return here thirty-five years later. If what the gentleman says is correct, the lady will receive it, and the key to the copper lock will be given to others for safekeeping."
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't have a key. Miss will have a way to open the copper lock. I think I will try my best to live until that day, hoping to see my husband and miss again."
Signed by Ector Henry, 961 Terra.
The letter and the key have returned to Xu Yu's hands, but the mansion no longer exists. The man who guarded the mansion was lying quietly on the mountain many years ago.
After putting everything away, Xu Yu leaned against the door and raised his head to look at the sky. The white clouds and the blue sky intertwined into a beautiful picture, which made people sigh that time is long.
An illusory picture appeared in front of Xu Yu's eyes. An old man with gray hair was sitting at the desk, writing down words one by one, hiding everything he wanted to say on the letter paper.
She looked back at the letter and the small wooden box, waiting for the long time to reach the end of the journey at this moment.
"Xu Yu?"
Zhou Jinru stood at the top of the stairs. He could feel the raging sadness downstairs from upstairs, like a wave, which could almost drown him.
Xu Yu put all the things into the suitcase, bowed slightly and said: "A Guang, please do me one more favor."
"you say?"
"I want to go to that waterfall."
"good."
The black motorcycle sprayed out a long strip of light, rushed out of the flat rock at an astonishing speed, crashed into the dense forest, and arrived in front of the mountain waterfall in a very short time.
There was no other sound here except the sound of water. Xu Yu stood by the tombstone alone, looking at "Ector Henry" engraved on the tombstone, her vision became blurred, and she The cries were scattered in the wind.
