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On the day of the exam, the classmates in the same group did not pay any attention to him, and when they passed by, they directly regarded him as a breathless and tasteless air.

After the exam period, Ji Yusheng didn't feel relieved, but felt exhausted all over. When he got home, he was greeted with an empty mailbox and full of disappointment.

Ji Yusheng collapsed on the sofa exhausted, and counted with his fingers. It has been almost a week, and the husband has not replied yet. It seems that the husband has been entangled in many things recently.

Dreamland, can you knock on Mr.'s door for me, and ask him quietly, when will you get rid of the things that haunt you one by one, and when will you write back to me?

Spring always seems to be sensitive to people's emotions. Following Ji Yusheng's depressed mood, another spring rain began to fall outside the window.

After sleeping on the bed all afternoon, Ji Yusheng slowly got up from the bed.During this afternoon nap, he dreamed about many things from the past.One evening, when the curtain fell, the setting sun bathed the floor and painted half of the living room in golden yellow. The ivy in the living room thoughtfully blocked the sunlight that shone on Ji Yusheng's face.Maybe it's because the dusk is passionate, and Ji Yusheng wants to write a letter to his husband again.

As soon as he wrote the pen, Song Shihe's voice lingered in Ji Yusheng's mind.

"I...why did I choose the Department of Economics?"

At the beginning, I made up my mind to reject the admission to the art department of University A, and planned to find a job for the rest of my life and live in a muddle.Anyway, the Department of Economics will definitely find a job. With a graduation certificate from X University and a high salary, my mother will definitely be satisfied.When it comes to graduation, what are you struggling with?

Since the first year of college, I have been wearing a hard and thick mask to tell my middle school classmates that I have no regrets, I believe that I can gradually become interested in the economy, and I believe that I can gradually forget the joy of art in the past.

But as expected, I still overestimated my ability. In the past four years, every time I came into contact with paintings and poems, my heart would still throb for a while, and then I was instantly overwhelmed by a kind of disappointment and uneasiness that had fallen into the abyss.Those paintings seem to be powerlessly disappointed but cruelly saying that you gave up on us at the beginning.

The fish who love everything about the river are forced to be sent by a wooden boat to the colorful sea that others think they should have, but they can never forget their hometown.

Recalling the past, the more he wrote the letter, the more Ji Yusheng felt his eyes sore, and his throat felt like he had swallowed a piece of lemon peel that was not in season, it was bitter and astringent.

Sir, I can't seem to be the master of my own life. The road ahead is full of thorns and fog, but I can't find a fellow traveler to talk to. What should I do...

I'm starting to regret it a little, sir.

Just as Ji Yusheng was frustrated because he would have to wait for several weeks to receive a reply, the two replies from his husband were sent back to his mailbox the next day, riding on the gradually brighter weather, like wild geese flying south.

"Looking at Shengsheng talking about his contradictions and entanglements in the letter, he regretted that he could not be with him to give comfort, hug and warmth, and at the same time, he felt a little pain in his heart. You said you wanted some advice, and I spent a lot of time in detail. I think so, sorry for the late reply..."

"If you look back on the past, I believe you also know that I prefer to look to the future. This can probably be an opportunity for you to settle your thoughts. You have to carefully consider whether what you want is a fruitful fruit or a glorious dream.

According to the words in your letter, you seem to be more inclined to choose the latter, but you still have various scruples. If you don't mind, can you tell me some of your scruples? "

At the end of the letter, "No matter what, please remember that I will always be by your side."

Even if the words are carefully written down, do they still inadvertently reveal their truest heart?

Indeed, from before to now, what he wants to pursue is not the heavy fruit with full flesh. Compared with these bright and bright things, he prefers to choose the dream that shimmers in his heart.But at that time, because of various scruples, he used dark clouds to cover the light in his heart. Now he wants to remove the dark clouds and let the light illuminate his heart again, but after so many years, does he still have this ability?

Sir, I am worried that I have fallen too much in the past few years, no matter how hard I try, I will not be able to push away the thick layers of dark clouds.