Chapter 227 The Lost Beauty

   Letters delivered in foreign countries;

  A letter from time travel;

   Now there is another letter delivered to the same name, but I have not written a letter to myself.

  Li Qingning shook his head lightly, "Hey—"

She continued to read, and after Hiroko received the reply, she believed for a moment that it was a letter from the male Fujii tree in heaven. After thinking about it, it might be a prank, but she felt very happy. Some kind of response from the male Fujii tree to her, as if this is a love letter from someone else's hand, a response to her missing.

   Hiroko wrote another letter, and also sent cold medicine. The female Fujii wrote a letter asking who she was, and Hiroko looked around and said it again.

   Seeing this, Li Qingning laughed.

  His husband is like this, he likes to use letters to connect warmth, or use letters to heal each other.

  Perhaps it is because, in this society, it is a kind of beauty to be able to calm down and write letters.

  Akiba who likes Hiroko, in order to prevent Hiroko from indulging in fantasies about the male Fujii, she pretends to be her and writes to ask for evidence; the female Fujii, who is suffering from a cold, is furious and sends a copy of her driver's license.

The cold of the female Fujii tree has been dragging on, and she doesn't want to go to the hospital, because her father died in the hospital; her old house is also in disrepair, far away from the urban area, and her mother wants to change a house, closer to the hospital, but His grandfather disagreed.

   All this is because of the death of the female Fujii tree's father.

  The relatives seem to have let go, but my mother said: "Anyway, no one remembers the dead." It makes people understand that it is not easy to let go of some things.

   On Hiroko's side, the male Fujii who finally found out had the same name as the female Fujii, and at the same time cried at the way Akiba wrote a letter for her to ask the female Fujii to prove herself, and angered the female Fujii.

  Li Qingning pursed her lips, she felt that Qiuye did it on purpose.

  If Jiang Yang—

   Phew! Pooh!

  Li Qingning despised herself, how could she think so, even if she had such a thought.

   Phew!

   She was afraid that she would not finish her words in frustration, so she took another sip.

   But there is no need to die.

  Love is an involuntary desire to connect with each other.

She still remembers that after the heavy snowfall, when she went home for the New Year, she often lay on the sofa and looked at her mobile phone. Whenever she saw the weather forecast on her mobile phone showing the temperature of Kyoto, or snow, or smog, or strong wind, she would Thinking, in the heavy snow, Jiang Yang came out of the library, walked hard in the wind, his face was red from the cold. The weather is the same, and it is also true to accidentally turn to the community of his school, especially when someone takes a photo of him and asks the juniors and seniors in the community which department they are in, she is alert and happy.

  For the person you like, even if you get news of the person you like indirectly, you will be very happy.

   Not to mention the missing of the dead.

  It is a great consolation for those who miss her to pick up a little memory or the beauty lost by the deceased.

  The female Fujii tree's letter is like this to Hiroko.

  Even if the female Fujii tree did not mention the male Fujii tree, the name is a love letter.

  Akiba allowed the other party to prove himself, breaking Hiroko's fantasy, but she still went to the hometown of the female Fujii for the name, for these letters, and for the place where the male Fujii had lived.

They went to the house of the male Fujii, and then to the house of the female Fujii. The female Fujii tricked her mother into going to the hospital, so they did not see the female Fujii. Hiroko wrote a letter in front of the door to the female Fujii. Apologize, and tell her that the Fujii she was referring to was her ex-boyfriend—but not that the man Fujii is dead.

  Stayed in the hometown of the male Fujii tree for one night. When he left the next day, Hiroko saw the female Fujii tree in the crowd and found that she was almost the same as himself. This broke Hiroko's heart almost instantly.

   During the confession, the male Fujii tree once said that he fell in love with her at first sight.

   Hiroko was so convinced.

Li Qingning shook her head. She never believed in love at first sight. Although she used the excuse of love at first sight to deceive her husband, in fact, even if it was so-called love at first sight, there was a reason for it. No matter whether it was good appearance, figure, or a certain temperament, it was definitely not Because I like the whole person completely.

  When she saw Jiang Yang on campus, she thought hey, what's going on, you can still listen to the song, the song is good, what should I do if the Walkman is leaving, I need a contact information. But when a girl asks a boy for her cell phone number, she can only come here with the excuse of opening her mouth, and it's love at first sight. You can't let her take out a few books from her schoolbag and say that I am surprised to see your bones, and I think you are a unique martial arts genius—

   But be it.

  Li Qingning rested her chin on her hand, remembering the time when she first met Jiang Yang.

She feels that no matter what the excuse is, she will always like it, just like what she heard from Jiang Yang's heart: "...some people can't tell what is good, but no one can replace them. At the very first second, some Things are already doomed to grow old..."

  Jiang Yang turned over on the bed.

  Li Qingning came back to her senses, looked back at him, and saw that he was still sleeping, she pursed her lips, this big pig's hoof was tormenting her just now, she thought he was so easy to do—

   Continue to read the book, there is sadness in the book.

  Female Fujii tree told Hiroko that she once had a male classmate named Fujii tree. The two finally confirmed that they were talking about the same person, so Hiroko began to pick up the beauty lost by the boy Fujii in middle school.

At first, she was still entangled in the relationship between her fiancé and the female Fujii, whether the male Fujii had ever liked the female Fujii, wondered if they had the same name, whether there had been some romantic memories, but with the constant exchanges of letters, the female Fujii recalled more details of the male Fujii, including that the male Fujii often borrowed some unpopular books, just to write the name "Fujii" on the end card.

The female Fujii tree also took pictures of Hiroko's middle school, where she learned that the students in the school were playing a game of "finding Fujii tree", which is to find borrowed books for books that no one reads. The name "Fujiiki" was written on the card, thinking that it was written by a boy who liked Fujiiki, leaving a love legend for the school.

but-

   Did he really write his name?

   Hiroko asked.

  Perhaps, the name is a love letter.

   Hiroko has long seen that the male Fujii likes the female Fujii. Otherwise, how could a person with a score of 27 in the English test suddenly realize "broken, not beaked" in the dimly lit campus after handing out the wrong test papers and exchanging them.

   At this time, the female Fujii tree learned the news of the male Fujii tree's death from the teacher.

"Really are-"

   At this moment, Li Qingning felt that it was too much, and tried hard to recall a person, and remembered every detail of him. Suddenly telling you that he is dead, that feeling is like a dragonfly spreading its wings and being frozen in the snow.

  Everything came to an abrupt end, and it was difficult to calm down.

  She turned around, picked up the slippers and threw them on the bed.

  This man, why did he write such sad stories? Finally, the advertisement stopped, and the book became popular again.

"Um?"

  Jiang Yang woke up, and he opened his eyes sleepily, "What's wrong?"

  Li Qingning returned to bed, "What happened afterwards?"

  The book came to an abrupt end here, and Jiang Yang hasn't written it yet.

  After Jiang Yang woke up a little, he understood what she was talking about, "Later—"

   "The Lost Beauty" - Angela Chang

   Regarding the introduction of this chapter, I don’t know if you have any opinions. I will try my best to correct it. If I think it’s wrong, I will think of other ways about similar chapters.

  

  

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