974: C974 Chapter 974

C974 Chapter 974

"Have you forgotten the letter you wrote yourself?"

Yun Jing struggled out of his confinement, went to the desk, opened the drawer and took out a white letter.

This was the letter that he had sealed for a long time.

Earlier, Yun Jing fell to the United States, did not take.

A few days ago, when he went back to the United States to study, he saw this letter again. He did not know why, but on a whim, he put the letter back into his bag and brought it back with him.

Yun Jing handed the letter to him. "Since you've forgotten about it, take a good look at it!"

Xi Zhinuan received the letter from Yun Jing in confusion.

Looking at the piece of paper in his hand, Xi Zhinuan was very sure that it was not the long letter he wrote to Yun Jing.

At that time, he had used a piece of special paper instead of this type of printed paper.

Xi Zhinuan opened up the paper in confusion. When he saw the words written on it, he stopped.

This letter, upon looking at it, did indeed look like his own notes.

However, after looking at it more closely, he realized that this was simply an imitation of his handwriting!

The content of the letter had changed from the deep feeling he had in the beginning to just two simple sentences … Have a pleasant journey, don't miss it!

It was ice-cold and without any emotion.

Author's Note: Xi Zhinuan!

The letter was crumpled into a ball in Xi Zhinuan's big hand.

At this moment, a layer of frost seemed to have covered his handsome face. It was icy cold to the extreme.

The sharp outline line was as deep as a blade.

In the black eyes, there were complex emotions, hidden from view, staring at Yun Jing.

Yun Jing, on the other hand, could not see through his expression.

Xi Zhinuan gasped for breath. His chest heaved up and down. The hand holding the letter tightened.

"Where did you get that letter?"

His voice was low and hoarse.

Without the previous hostility, what replaced it was a desolate feeling that made Yun Jing's heart soften.

"The letter was in the mailbox. Each of us has our own mailbox and we keep our own keys."

Yun Jing withdrew his brows and looked at him suspiciously, "Is there a problem with this letter?"

Xi Zhinuan looked at her meaningfully, then looked at the letter in his hands.

In his heart, there were all sorts of mixed feelings, and there were all sorts of flavors …

The bitterness and bitterness became even stronger!

He choked in his throat, making it difficult for him to even speak.

"Xi Zhinuan?"2

Yun Jing looked at his blood-red eyes and worriedly called out to him.

Xi Zhinuan took a deep breath. His chest was stuffy and painful.

Suddenly, he stretched out his arm and pulled her into his embrace.

The ape wrapped its arms around her and rested its chin on the top of her head, feeling her presence clearly.

"Yun Xiaosan …"

His voice was very hoarse.

It was as if someone had cut his throat, causing those who heard it to feel a chill down their spines.

Her large hand gently caressed her smooth hair.

"Tell me, what have we missed in these past two years …?"

He wasn't asking her, but a kind of. A sigh from the heart.

That kind of obscure, inexplicable let Yun Jing listen, cannot help but wet the eye sockets.

She struggled slightly in his arms. "Is there something wrong with the letter I received?"

Xi Zhinuan's deep gaze was fixed on her delicate face.

Two years had passed, and she was still so young, beautiful, and simple.

That pair of watery eyes was just like how it was when they were young. Just looking at it made one's heart beat faster.

What about him?

After so many years, he had become a cripple. He had also become ill.

The beautiful her shouldn't have followed him into this abyss of pain.

Two years ago, a coincidence had caused her to avoid this abyss of pain, and two years later, seeing that she was about to step into this world of happiness, why would he bother bringing her down with him?

"Is there something wrong with the letter I received?"

Yun Jing hurriedly asked.

She raised her head to look at him, and her eyes were filled with anticipation …

Xi Zhinuan felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if someone hit him with an iron hammer.

He almost blurted out the word 'yes'.

In the end …

He shook his head. "No."

The voice was coarse and unpleasant to hear. "There's no problem with the letter."

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