There are three candies in the box, each of which is engraved with three English letters. The yellow one is engraved with heaven, and the white one is engraved with heaven.
"Haha... I didn't expect it to be an imported product..." Zhou Yun couldn't help but mocked. If he knew English, he would definitely know these three words, which mean 'human world', 'ghost realm' and 'heaven' respectively. It's a pity that he doesn't understand.
Looking at the three candies of different colors, Zhou Yun thought they represented 'orange flavor', 'grape flavor' and 'beef flavor' respectively. This is probably the difference between intellectuals and illiterate people...
Zhou Yun didn't care, and threw three candies into his mouth. He always liked to mix his food, and he probably thought it was more delicious.
The crystal candy melted in his mouth, and Zhou Yun swallowed it into his stomach without even tasting the taste. Three hundred-yuan candies were wasted by him like this.
No more? Zhou Yun's tongue turned around in his mouth. What kind of candy is this? Why doesn't it even have any taste? It was like air and disappeared with a gurgle.
Just as Zhou Yun lifted up the quilt to search, wondering if the candy had fallen on the bed, there was a gentle knock on the door outside the room.
Dong dong dong...
It was mother Yang Xiu's voice: "My child, are you asleep?"
"Not yet. Mom, do you have anything to do with me?" Zhou Yun hurriedly opened the door. His mother usually wouldn't talk to him at noon. If he came here now, he should have something important to do. But Zhou Yun felt strange as to why his mother didn't talk to him during the meal.
What do you mean? Maybe he saw the father and son chatting in a lively manner, so he didn't say anything.
Yang Xiu was silent for a while, first stuffed a thick stack of envelopes into Zhou Yun's hand, and then said: "There are some things... maybe we did something wrong. But this is all for your own good, I hope you can understand...
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His mother's inexplicable words confused Zhou Yun. What do you mean, maybe they did something wrong? And it was for their own good? What do they want themselves to understand?
When Zhou Yun moved his eyes to the envelope in his hand, he finally understood why his mother said such words...
Xiang Ling! At the signature of the envelope, there is a name that affects his life.
Ever since the friendly relationship between Zhou Yun and Xiang Ling was discovered by Xiuyuan, the two have never been able to communicate with each other. At first, they thought it was because Xiang Ling's mother was under strict supervision that Xiang Ling couldn't escape. But as time passed, Zhou Yun...
He had never received any news from Xiang Ling, which had to make him confused.
Zhou Yun even thought that Xiang Ling might have forgotten him a long time ago. However, when Zhou Yun looked at the thick stack of envelopes, he knew that he was wrong. Not only did Xiang Ling not forget him, he also insisted on writing to him. Only
Unfortunately, the letter was kept by his parents.
Why is this? Why do parents do this? Zhou Yun looked at Yang Xiu with confusion.
"Xiaoyun, listen to me... Things were more complicated at that time. I hope you can understand..." Yang Xiu pulled Zhou Yun to the bedside and began to slowly tell about that year...
It turned out that Xiuyuan met Zhou Yun's parents the day before she moved out of Qingfu City. She told them harsh words and warned them to take care of their children and not let Zhou Yun continue to pester her daughter. At that time, Zhou Qingyang listened and persuaded them:
"They are just children. It is best to let nature take its course. What you do will only hurt two people."
But Xiuyuan didn't take it seriously. Instead, she said that Zhou Qingyang was incompetent in educating his children and allowed Zhou Yun to do random things. She also offered money to lure him: "Aren't you all just for money? OK, take care of your children. This hundred thousand is yours. Look at you.
If you don’t wear the same clothes, you won’t be able to earn that much if you work hard for another three to five years.”
Xiang Ling's mother was right. Zhou Qingyang looks like an iron bowl worker, with a monthly income of a thousand yuan at most. Even if he works hard for another three to five years, he may not be able to earn a hundred thousand yuan. But people can live without money, but they cannot live without it.
Dignity. From Xiuyuan's words, Zhou Qingyang only heard disdain and contempt.
Human beings have a certain amount of anger. If a woman said this to him, would Zhou Qingyang still be considered a man if he didn't get angry? Of course, if it were another greedy junior, he might actually be willing to be a woman for once.
"Take back your stinky money! Your daughter is not worthy of my son!" In this way, the parents of both parties were at odds with each other. Zhou Qingyang, who was so angry that he was so angry that he sent Xiang Ling.
The letter was detained and decided not to let Zhou Yun have anything to do with this girl...
After listening to Yang Xiu's explanation, Zhou Yun breathed a sigh of relief and said very calmly, "Mom, can you please let me be quiet for a while?"
Is this the fault of the parents? No... they are right, everything they do is for themselves. Do you want to blame Xiang Ling's mother? No... maybe from her perspective, all this is for Xiang Ling.
Xiang Ling was born into a wealthy family, and Xiuyuan would definitely not agree if she was asked to endure hardships with him. What's more, they are still young, and their children's premature love is what every parent worries about the most.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yun was puzzled. The biggest reasons for the error turned out to be the right time, location, and people. No matter which angle you analyze it from, this disaster is unavoidable. It is really destined...
Yang Xiu saw Zhou Yun lowering his head and thinking, so she gently pressed his shoulder and said softly: "Okay, I'll go out first, and you can have a good rest."
After that, Yang Xiu left the room, leaving Zhou Yun alone...
Rest? Just kidding. Looking at the stack of colorful envelopes in his hand, Zhou Yun didn't think he could rest peacefully. When Yang Xiu closed the door, Zhou Yun immediately started to open the thick envelope...
The first letter was dated April six years ago. Zhou Yun guessed for a while that it was probably the third day after Xiang Ling moved out of Qingfu City. The familiar young handwriting slowly led to Zhou Yun's long-lost...
thoughts
"Xiaoyun, are you okay? I moved and came to a new school. Everything here is so strange and I don't have any friends. Xiangling is so bored and I really want to go and play with you. But my mother has been very strict recently.
Ugh...I can't go anywhere. But it doesn't matter, I can still write letters, mom doesn't know. Haha...o(n_n)o!" Finally, he drew a cute smiley face.
"Xiaoyun, I have good news for you. Ling'er has made new friends. I also taught them how to tie their shoelaces quickly! But... it would be nice if you were here..."
"Xiaoyun, if you don't reply, Xiang Ling will be angry. If you are worried about trouble, just call. The number is 134xxxxxx. You have to call after ten o'clock in the evening. Mom should be asleep by then. Xiang Ling will wait for your call every night!
See you there or not…” Isn’t this more troublesome?
Unknowingly, Zhou Yun read more than sixty letters in one breath. Each letter was full of Xiang Ling's longing for Zhou Yun and his hope. The last one was from mid-July six years ago: "Xiao Yun"
, why have you been ignoring me? Did Xiang Ling do something wrong to make you angry? You promised Xiang Ling that you would not ignore me. I want to find you, I really want to find you. Do you still remember?
Is it the necklace you gave me? I’ve always had it with me... I want to hear your voice, and I’ll wait for your call. I’ll keep waiting!”
In just three months, Xiang Ling sent a total of more than 60 letters. In other words, she would write a letter to Zhou Yun basically every other day. But the strange thing is that since mid-July, Xiang Ling has written a letter to Zhou Yun.
There was no more letter from Lingbian. What happened? Did something happen to Xiangling? Or did she change her heart after meeting her ideal Prince Charming?
At this moment, Zhou Yun was so distraught that he could only lie quietly on the bed. Based on his understanding of Xiang Ling, she was not a girl who changed her mind easily, otherwise she would not have persisted in writing to him every day for three months. But things in the world are unpredictable.
Just because it's not easy to change doesn't mean it won't change. Maybe she has fallen into the arms of another boy. Thinking of this, Zhou Yun couldn't help but feel worried, and he didn't even dare to face this fact...
As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos. Why didn’t Zhou Yun think about it? If Xiang Ling changes his mind, there should be a transition period. The letters may gradually decrease until they finally disappear. But Xiang Ling’s letters apparently stopped suddenly in mid-July, among which
There must be some secret hidden there. Unfortunately, Zhou Yun, who was so upset, didn't notice this detail at all. He just wanted to find Xiang Ling to find out.
Picking up the intercom phone in the room, Zhou Yun quickly dialed the number Xiang Ling left in the letter.
"Sorry, the phone number you dialed is unavailable..." A robot replied, making Zhou Yun's mood hit rock bottom...
He didn’t know what day it was today, but Zhou Yun was unlucky. Just as he put down the phone in despair, his stomach suddenly started to growl. It’s true that misfortunes never come singly...