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Chapter 292: 1 Letter, 1 Person

Love is a repetitive process, and it may be difficult, happy, difficult, worry-free, etc. Go hand in hand and move forward in any situation. Fall in love again and again, deeply and repeatedly.

Eternity is the result of love, it is always the same, the starting point is you and the end point is also you.

Su You stayed with Shen Mohan until the evening.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, every house is brightly lit and fireworks are set off.

Through the glass you can see the fireworks outside; it's New Year's Eve.

She leaned against him, her eyes reflecting every moment of a flower blooming.

Happy New Year, my sir.

He looked at her, and her face was reflected in his eyes.

Happy New Year, my lady.

……

Li Yuanan sat obediently at the table, waiting for Wen Tingchi to serve the cooked dumplings. The boy still had a bee bear apron tied around his waist. At this time, a pair of big hands came over with dumplings and dipping sauce.

Since Li Yuanan stopped taking the medicine, his condition has started to improve. "Take it slowly."

He looked at Li Yuanan and said, "One year older."

The beginning of the new year brings hope and peace to all years.

She nodded.

Hope at the beginning of the new year will soon return.

……

Not all meetings are like this, maybe they are separated.

Cheng Luo was on the phone and Lin Qingyi answered it in the early morning.

She spoke first: "When will you come back?"

"If I can wait until all the work here is done and I am settled down and don't have to worry about being hunted down, I will marry you."

"I'll wait for you." Lin Qingyi remembered this sentence in her mind. She knew she had no choice but to do it. "Even if we will still be hunted down. When the setting sun falls, we will watch together."

"……it is good"

In this bustling city, it’s nice to travel with one person.

Also at a distance, Jiang Xuan walked to Ling Ruo's grave alone.

The fireworks bloomed, but they did not dissipate immediately and stayed in the starry night for a long time. He took out the cake and placed it in front of Ling Ruomu, "Isn't that your favorite thing to eat at that time?"

The area in front of the grave is very clean, and Su You comes to sweep it every month.

He sat on the floor, speaking softly as if he was talking to a child. After a long while, he took out a chocolate and said, "You thought this was too sweet, so you gave it to me. I don't know if you have forgotten. I don't dare to eat it after keeping it for so long."

I couldn't bear to throw it away even though it expired. Who would have thought that ten years later it would be the only sweet thing that could heal my wounds?

Placing the chocolate in his palm, Jiang Xuan took out another letter, "This is from Ziwu. I haven't opened it yet. Now I want to open it in front of you. If you feel embarrassed, come and see me in my dream tonight."

The paper was a little yellowed. He opened the outer layer and took out the letter inside.

Jiang Xuan answered the questions one by one, and sometimes he started talking to himself while reading.

A letter, a person.

After reading it, he leaned against Ling Ruo's tombstone. The street lights illuminated Ling Ruo's tomb, so Jiang Xuan didn't have to worry about her being afraid of the dark. "Why... don't you come to see me in my dream..."

His tone began to sound pleading.

"This year you should be a 13-year-old... Oh no! You should be a 14-year-old kid." Jiang Xuan didn't feel cold this winter, but he felt empty inside. "When you see me next time, ask me to buy you more cakes."

This year wasn't bad, he and she were reunited.

It wouldn't be bad later, he saw her continuation.

One New Year's Eve witnessed so much.

Happiness will continue, and regrets will also last forever.

……

In the early morning, the imperial capital looked like a snowy city.

Zhou Zhenqing returned home after a busy night. When he opened the door, he saw Zhou Yueqing sitting in the living room, covered with her suit jacket.

Zhou Zhenqing didn't want to disturb Zhou Yueqing's sleep, so he tiptoed back to his room.

Zhou Yueqing had waited for Zhou Zhenqing for the whole night, and her nerves were still sensitive. When she opened her eyes, she saw Zhou Zhenqing about to enter the room, "Brother, you're back?"

"Ah."

Zhou Zhenqing knew that Zhou Yueqing must have something to ask for, so he simply sat opposite her and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You said this is my home, do I have to have something to do before I can come here?" Zhou Yueqing stood up and put on her coat, she looked at Zhou Zhenqing.

The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and he seemed to be struggling internally.