He opened the QQ email again and clicked on the email sent by Bubu. There were more than 400 unread messages.
He dragged the time to the forefront and clicked on the first email she sent seven years ago—
"Kimmers, why can't QQ contact you anymore? Can't receive the information? Can you receive an email? The suggestions you made last time were very good. After I changed them, I took the work to participate in the competition and won a gold medal. There is a contribution from you."
Between the lines, she was worried and grateful for him.
Huo Junyue stared at this line of text. He actually couldn't remember this. What kind of work was that? He really had no impression.
He never gave her any special guidance attentively, after all, he was not professional in painting.
He just uses his eyes to show his work, and every time the little girl sends her a work, he will communicate with her some of her own ideas, that's all.
But she is indeed very talented and has a high level of understanding. Sometimes she can think of many points when she gives her a point.
Jun Yue clicked on the second unread email again—
"Kitten, it's been a week, and you haven't replied to the message. What's wrong with you? Have you gone abroad? Are you safe? Are you in good health? I'm a little worried about you."
A few simple words carry her nervousness and worries.
For the next period of time, this girl basically sent him an email every week, and asked him if he was safe while sharing his life.
After he could not log in to QQ, he would leave without saying goodbye.
For him, there are no particularly important people or things in QQ, so he feels at ease.
In a quiet morning, Huo Junyue checked the emails in secret, but he refused to miss every word, capturing the changes in the girl's emotions over the past seven years from the lines.
From worry to longing, from admiration to liking... it has become an obsession.
More than 400 emails have never complained.
In seven years... if it were another person, he would definitely be moved, right?
Huo Junyue was not moved, but was in a very solemn mood.
He could not do anything for her, but he would read all the emails carefully, which was his respect for her and for her seven years of youth.
One day after reading it, when he found the right language, he would definitely reply to her an email.
Soon, the open study door was knocked.
Jun Yue came back to his senses and raised his eyes. He saw his mother wearing a cheongsam coming in from the door. He instinctively covered the computer, "Mom."
"Did you remember Gu Manyin's information?" Murong Lanjuan asked with a gentle voice, a little worried, "Grandma is going to return to China soon. If you don't know about the girl, grandma will be angry with me."
"Mom, I don't accept blind dates." Huo Junyue said to her softly.
Lanjuan looked at her son without a moment, facing his deep and gentle gaze, she asked, "Did you buy the milk tea last night?"
The man thought about it and answered truthfully, "No."
"Who is that girl?" Lan Juan asked, "Do you like someone?"
"Bubu's new owner." Huo Junyue stood up, his voice was low and nice, "I'm going abroad. She is Lin Mo's sister-in-law. Bubu is temporarily taken care of by her. She is very careful and likes kittens."
"That's all?"
"Yes." Huo Junyue replied seriously, "It was the second time we met last night. We didn't meet each other, but we met by chance on the roadside."
Chapter completed!