There is a breeze in long summer

After taking a shower, Lin Chang sat on the sofa in a daze.

Some kind of emotion stagnated in the five internal organs, and then surged up, rampaging in his body, unable to find an outlet.

Lin Changqing didn't know what to do, his mind was full of Xia Yiqun, no matter whether he was happy, angry, sad or happy, every expression became clear and vivid.

Xia Yuhui just told him one thing, which was enough to have a great impact on Lin Changqing.It is hard for Lin Changqing to imagine how much effort Xia Yiqun had made for him silently without his knowledge.

He thought it necessary to talk to Xia Yiqun.

Lin Changqing couldn't help but think of how Xia Yiqun followed him in the past many days, just asking for a chance to talk to him.

Giving Xia Yiqun a chance, why not give yourself a chance?

Lin Changqing thought, once, even just once, as long as he could calm down and listen to Xia Yiqun finish speaking, would they avoid some detours, would they be able to see each other's sincerity earlier?

Worrying all the time like this is really tiring.Lin Changqing urgently needed to change his mood, so he thought of the email that Xia Yuhui forwarded to him on the spot during the meal just now.

Lin Changqing immediately went back to his room and turned on the computer.

The mailbox he told Xia Yuhui hadn't been used for a long time, and just retrieving the password kept him busy for a while.

The mailbox that has not been logged in for several years is already full of unread emails.The latest one was naturally sent by Xia Yuhui, but Lin Changqing's attention was quickly attracted by the unread emails below.

On the first page, there is one and only one sender of all unread emails, Xia Yiqun.

Arranged neatly, people can not fail to pay attention.

The second page, the third page, the fourth page... until the last page, Lin Changqing turned over in sequence, dumbfounded.

In addition to sporadic spam, there are a total of 287 unread emails, all from Xia Yiqun.

The first email was sent on New Year's Day two years ago.

Lin Chang counted and opened the letter. He wanted to know how it all started.What was the reason that supported Xia Yiqun to insist on writing such a large number of emails to him without getting any reply.

"Wen Qiu" was written at the beginning of the email. Lin Changqing looked at these two words as if he had passed away.

He read on.

"Wen Qiu: How have you been recently? Since I came to the United States, I have been thinking about you all the time. I made a big mistake and hurt your feelings. Now I am seriously reflecting on it. Although saying this may make you angry, but I I still sincerely beg for your forgiveness. Of course, whether you forgive me or not, I look forward to receiving your reply as soon as possible. Happy New Year. —— Xia Yiqun”

So much has been written, it looks short and concise.But compared to the few reply emails that Xia Yi sent to Wen Qiu in the past, this letter can be called a long story.If back when he was still in high school, if he could receive such an email from Xia Yiqun, Lin Changqing felt that he would be so excited that he couldn't sleep for several days.

In fact, when Xia Yiqun wrote this email, he really couldn't sleep.Lin Changqing did not notice that the sending time was 3:[-] a.m. local time in the United States.And Lin Changqing didn't know that this letter could have been longer.At that time, Xia Yiqun typed thousands of words in one breath, deleted and changed them, and then deleted them again.After working like this for most of the night, the final version that was sent out was completely different from the first draft. From the thousands of words written at the beginning, it became a mere hundred words in the email.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Changqing clicked on the second email.

After the first letter was sent, Xia Yiqun waited anxiously for a week, but did not wait for Wen Qiu's reply, hence this email.

Similar to the content of the first letter, it is still an apology, but the wording is more restrained.

Of course, this second letter also fell into the sea.This time, Xia Yiqun couldn't wait any longer, and within two days, he wrote the third letter. In addition to apologizing, he also wrote about the unsatisfactory progress of the experiment after the start of school. It seemed that he hoped to introduce his recent situation in exchange for Wen Qiu's few words.

Lin Changqing read another three or two such "apology letters" and fell into thinking.He thought that two years ago, even if he logged into his mailbox, he would have ignored most of these emails. ——After all, they had already broken up at that time, and whether Xia Yiqun apologized or not was no longer important to him.

However, Lin Changqing also understood Xia Yiqun's various soft-hearted behaviors after he discovered that he was Wen Qiu through the emails full of sorry: it turned out that Xia Yiqun did not have a sudden change in personality, but that he was originally a good stalker. It's just that Xia Yiqun had never used this trick on Lin Changqing before, so Lin Changqing never had a chance to find out.

If Xia Yiqun was able to change his way to write an apology into nearly [-] emails at that time, then it is really not surprising that he insists on sending text messages regularly every day now.

Lin Changqing didn't want to read any more, and turned a page forward, only to find that starting from a certain email, every subsequent email showed attachments.After all, curiosity was hard to beat, so Lin Changqing clicked on the earliest one among the many emails with attachments.

The text of the email was unremarkable, to the effect that a newcomer came to the lab today, an international student from Germany.

Attached is a picture, and the note reads: "October 10rd, departure from San Francisco."

The remark has nothing to do with the main text. Lin Chang checked and opened the preview, and found out that it was a photo of the Golden Gate Bridge, so he was puzzled.

Lin Changqing opened the next e-mail, this time he didn't even read the text, and went directly to the attachment.Sure enough, it was another photo, and the note indicated that it was the northern starting point of Highway 1.In the photo, apart from the traffic signs, there is also a car and a figure reflected on the body.Lin Changqing recognized at a glance that it was Xia Yiqun's shadow, and he could even use this shadow to outline Xia Yiqun's appearance at that time: Standing at the starting point of this journey, holding a camera, framing and focusing, feeling that the sun was dazzling, and then He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lin Changqing couldn't control his hand, and clicked through the following emails one after another, eager to see the attachments.

Lin Changqing was very surprised that Xia Yiqun was an unexpectedly delicate person.In the photos he took, there are not only famous scenic spots such as Hearst Castle, but also every moving detail.Or the bright moon rising over the sea in the middle of the night, or the cat enjoying the sun at the gate of the post office in the afternoon, or the old man waiting for the fish to be hooked at Fisherman’s Wharf, or the sweaty drummer at a small music festival.

"Are you showing off your vacation trip?" Lin Changqing muttered jealously.

Any trip has its end, and Xia Yiqun's self-driving car ends at the Grand Canyon of Colorado.In the remarks of the photo, instead of the dry "date + location", it was replaced by a sentence: "The magnificence of the Grand Canyon cannot be described in words. I hope that one day, I can bring you here to see it."

Lin Changqing had an illusion, as if Xia Yiqun was standing in front of him at this time, and this sentence was spoken by him himself, in a calm and natural tone, but it was enough to stir Lin Changqing's heart There was a wave.

Lin Changqing returned to the inbox, flipped forward two pages distractedly, picked another email and clicked on it.

Lin Changqing felt a little flustered for no reason, and dominated by this anxiety, he avoided the text again, as if his eyes would be burned by those enthusiastic words.

As usual, there are photos in the attachment. There is a box in the center of the picture. The light is dim, and the English words "coffee" printed on the lid of the box can be vaguely discerned.

Lin Changqing looked at the photo without notes for no reason, and finally had to go back to the text of the email to find clues.Sure enough, he found something, and the text clearly stated: "Frank knew that I was collecting coffee, and asked a friend to bring me this kind of coffee beans from Mexico. After I return to China, we need to buy a coffee machine to handle these. Beans. It is said that Mexicans add tequila to some kind of coffee. I don’t know what it tastes like. We can try it at that time.”

Xia Yiqun didn't drink coffee.Once as a prank, he secretly replaced the tea he usually drank with coffee. Xia Yiqun didn't pay attention, and frowned after taking a sip, and later lost his temper because of it. Lin Changqing remembered everything clearly.

But Xia Yiqun said in this email that he was collecting coffee, and he made it clear that the two of them would like to taste it together. This is almost a fantasy for Lin Changqing: regardless of whether Xia Yiqun used to prefer tea because of Gu Zhihang, But the expression of extreme disgust when he drank coffee was by no means fake. Could it be that a person's taste can change so easily?

If it is said that the email with the photo of the coffee box made Lin Changqing feel like he was in a cloud, then the photo in the email he randomly selected next is the best footnote.

In the photo is the French version of Verne's Ocean Trilogy.Lin Changqing could tell from the cover that it was a very rare edition. It would take a lot of effort to get all three books.

However, Xia Yiqun just wrote in the letter:

"Bought by accident in a second-hand bookstore. Some are broken, but I think Mr. Walker must have a way to repair them."

One stroke, the clouds are calm and the wind is light.

Lin Changqing tightly covered his mouth.

He finally believed that Xia Yiqun had already started pursuing him two years ago.

Be it coffee or Jules Verne's books, they are all Lin Changqing's little hobbies.

Xia Yiqun tried to please him with these things.

A long time ago, he dreamed of being treated like this by Xia Yiqun. He had been begging for so many years, but he still couldn't get it.However, Xia Yiqun really did it, everything was done so properly, so in line with his wishes, he was immediately confused, and felt that there was nothing he could do in return.

In a panic, Lin Changqing skipped two pages forward, and the email was sent after Wen Qiu passed away.

Changing from the previous frequency of at least three emails a week, Xia Yiqun's letters suddenly stopped for a while.

Lin Changqing nervously opened the first email after resuming sending.

There are no attachments, no ramblings about recent events, not even the address at the beginning of the email.

Only four words:

"I miss you so much."

Full of pain and despair, full of sadness and loneliness.

One stroke and one stroke, every word punishes the heart.

Lin Changqing's heart suddenly tightened, and he could no longer support himself to continue reading.

He closed the webpage with lightning speed.Closing the webpage was not enough, so I turned off the computer completely, and even unplugged the power.

After finishing these, just give up.

Sitting back in the chair, Lin Changqing pressed his chest subconsciously.

He looked out of the window, only to see the twilight and the lights of thousands of houses.

And his bewildered face reflected in the glass.

Xia Yiqun never personally said I love you, Lin Changqing asked himself, is this really that important?

So many facts, piles of facts are presented in front of my eyes, isn't everything saying I love you for Xia Yiqun?

So what are you still hesitating about?

Shouldn't the key question be whether you love him or not?

Lin Changqing asked himself solemnly, do I love him?

do i love him

yes i love him.

The last time we were able to get together, wasn't it because I loved him?

This time, why be timid?

Why can't I take this step first?

Lin Changqing recalled the car accident not long ago, Xia Yiqun was covered in blood, and his dying appearance was still in front of his eyes.

Lin Changqing couldn't imagine, if Xia Yiqun really lost his life in that disaster, what would happen to him now.

I'm afraid that I can't survive, right?

When Lin Changqing thought that he almost lost Xia Yiqun forever, and would never hear Xia Yiqun's voice again, he felt a chill all over his body.

He didn't know that he was already bursting into tears, he only knew that he wanted to see Xia Yiqun immediately.

He wanted to confirm that Xia Yiqun was still alive.

want to hug him.

I want to say to him, I love you.

Lin Changqing's cell phone rang suddenly, calling him back from the abyss of fear to reality.

Picking up the phone, it was a short message from Xia Yiqun.

It's really short, only four words.

"I miss you so much."

All the hearts in this world have a tacit understanding, but when you think of me, I happen to think of you.