obediently leave it to me

After reading the last email, Lan Yan was speechless, and his face was full of tears at some point.

Another tear overflowed from the eye socket, down the cheek all the way, and finally hidden into the corner of the mouth.

The salty and astringent taste smeared in the corner of the mouth, and finally the whole mouth tasted like tears.

Since his father passed away, Lan Yan has never shed tears again, because his father said before his death:

Tears are an important thing for a man, and you should not shed them easily. If you shed them, it means that the person or thing that made you cry is very important.

He doesn't know how important Shi Yi is to him, he only knows that he likes Shi Yi, even if he has never seen her, even if he has never mentioned it.

Perhaps it was Lan Yan's trembling body that attracted some attention. A certain professor behind him came over and patted him on the shoulder, wondering: "Hey, what'swrong with you?" (Hey, what's wrong with you?)

Lan Yan quickly wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve, raised his head and smiled and said, "I'm fine, thanks for asking. (I'm fine, thank you for your concern.)"

Of course, the American professor didn't believe what Lan Yan said, but he respected Lan Yan's privacy, so he could only comfort and say: "Take it easy, Mr. blue. trust that everything will be all right. (Take it easy, Mr. Lan, trust that everything will be all right.)"

After speaking, he returned to his seat and continued to do his own thing.

Lan Yan smiled, and had to say that although she was comforted by an uninformed person, she did feel a little better.

Is everything going to be alright... I hope so.

...

After this incident, Lan Shiyi didn't change much.

As usual, I will send an email to Lan Yan every day, either for minor daily troubles, or for the successful signing of an important contract.

Lan Yan didn't seem to have changed much, he still ate, drank and taught students, but it was just a habit.

Every day, I will click in the first time the email is sent, read the email word by word, and then imagine Lan Shiyi's mood and appearance when writing the email in my mind, and then write a reply email and save it to the draft box inside.

...

Time flies, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and it is the coldest season in the United States.

There are still two days until Christmas, and the trees on the street are covered with Christmas decorations early, and small Christmas trees are also placed in front of most shops, and colorful lights are hung up.

At dusk, all the colored lights and street lamps on the street are lit up. Couples of lovers have a date with sweet faces, couples of old people walk together warmly, and children laugh happily with the company of their families.

There are also several Santa Clauses who either send a rose, or give a white candle, or give a scented greeting card to passers-by.

Christmas has not come, but there is already a Christmas atmosphere.

Lan Yan, who had just come out of school, tightened the scarf around his neck and let out a breath into his palms. A cloud of white mist escaped from his mouth and hit his ungloved hands, making his cold hands feel a little better. temperature.

Lan Yan was walking on the street, looking at the people around him with emotion, he shrank his neck and said, "Time flies so fast...it's already the third Christmas."

At this time, the phone rang, and Lan Yan took out the phone to check, it was Lu Qiyan calling.

After answering the phone, he smiled and said, "Hey, Qi Yan, what can I do for you?"

Lu Qiyan on the other side of the phone cursed with a smile, and said, "I can't drink with you if I have nothing to do? Come and accompany me with Pray."

Lan Yan smiled helplessly and said, "I really can't drink much, so let me go."

Lu Qiyan pretended to be angry and said, "I told you to stay with me, you don't need to drink too much, it's commemorating the third anniversary of our acquaintance, isn't it?"

"Okay, this is what you said, I don't need to drink much, just wait, it will be there in a while."