I said I was going to get a divorce

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"I want to see, what kind of person is the girl you liked before. Can you?"

Gu Changji wanted to refuse.

It's not shameful, but it's really shameful.

Mostly his own problem.

Gu Changji didn't have any great merits in his life, the most worthy of boasting was that he knew everything about himself.Originally, it was he who wrote some flaunting words on his own initiative, and most of the replies to him were based on such topics.Now you want him to take these things out to dry?

That's not going to work, that's absolutely not going to work.

Seeing that he was so entangled, He Zhang was somewhat disappointed. "Don't want to?"

Gu Changji flattened his face: "Do you really want to see it?"

"I'm just curious. If you don't want to, of course I won't read it."

He Zhang's words are all about this, and if he evades again, it will appear that he is stingy. Gu Changji had no choice but to compromise and said: "Okay, just take a look, but you are not allowed to laugh at me."

Having said this, He Zhang has already started laughing.

......

For that hazy relationship, Gu Changji's impression is vague.The only thing that was clear was that he could indeed get relief and sustenance from such a simple and plain communication at that time.

They didn't talk on letter paper at first.

When I was in high school, there was a large artificial forest between the old and new campuses of the school.This forest also belongs to the school, because it has not been developed in time, so it is deserted, and few people go there.

When Gu Changji was escaping from reality, he happened to see a rather big banyan tree inside.This tree is about a hundred years old. It is located in the center of the plantation and has a special shape. It has a trunk just enough for people to sit on and rest.

Gu Changji leaned forward contentedly, and looked up to see a small and dilapidated bird house on a branch not far away.

I don't know when it was put up, and it is not likely that there will be birds in it this season.But out of curiosity, he tiptoed to take a look.There was something in the bird house, he reached out and took out a diary.

Because of the three words of diary printed on the cover, he thought it was not good to open it to read, and wanted to put it back, but a pencil fell out of it.He jumped down from the tree to pick it up. At this time, the diary had turned a few pages by itself, and there was only one sentence written on it:

Only poets and saints believe that hard watering on asphalt will grow lilies.

This sentence came from a novel that Gu Changji had just read. He liked it very much, so he couldn't help but read it a few more times.It was indeed a diary, but the date was never written.

The content of the diary is not very clear, it is very stream of consciousness, talking about the joys and sorrows of sky and water, and the joys and sorrows of wind and clouds.

The owner of the text is not an optimistic person, but an interesting person.

It made Gu Changji feel very interesting.

If you look carefully, there are traces of many pages being torn, and because of the recent wet weather, there are some slight wrinkles.I don't know when someone wrote it, it may be a few years old.

Gu Changji suddenly got excited and added a sentence after that sentence.

——Because the heart is not eternal is a hard ground.

A week later, he happened to go there again to relax, and went to get the notebook again, but it was gone, replaced by the piece of paper with writing on it, which was torn off separately, and a few words were added:

Peeking is not a good hobby.

Gu Changji was immediately amused and pleasantly surprised.He went to touch the pen for a long time, but found that the pen was gone, so he went back to school to buy it, and wrote a reply letter to this person.

He went to see it two days later, and he got a reply.After going back and forth like this, both of them had fun, and shared their feelings through this small bird house.

It is a wonderful feeling to piece together another person's life from the fragmentary words in writing.

Short sentences can no longer satisfy the communication between the two, and they began to write letters.They talked mostly about the future. Gu Changji knew that the other party had a very firm dream, and while expressing his envy, he also expressed his own wish.

He wants to be a wanderer between heaven and earth, a traveler in time, and write travel notes and sentiments as his feedback to the world.

But this was a very difficult thought at the time, because he knew how busy his parents were and how high their expectations were for him.

The son inherited his father's business and carried forward the Gu family's property. This is the way the family planned for him.

For the first time, his idea received support, and this support came from a stranger he had never met.

He was very excited because of this, and it was difficult to restrain the surging emotions in his heart. Finally, one day, he mustered up the courage and proposed to meet.

Since then, however, he has never heard back.Even if he still visits often, he will leave a letter every time.The letter would still be taken away, but the other party never replied.

He gradually felt disappointed and realized that it was useless, so he was timid and stopped leaving messages.

As for what happened after that, he never believed that those letters were deliberately released by that person, maybe someone else found out there and deliberately used them to cause trouble in the school.

Only by thinking like this can he feel better.The mentality of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages made him try hard to forget these things. After so many years, they have gradually faded in his mind and become a small one.

It was such a hasty and short-lived dew fate that entrusted his ignorant and ignorant youth.It's embarrassing for him to show this youthful feeling to He Zhang who was against him at that time.

But in order to reassure He Zhang completely, he still agreed.

It's still the bookcase in the side room. This time I came to see it, and it seems to be warmer.Gu Changji walked over first, moving his fingers over the rows of books.

Almost no one has touched these books, and they have always been displayed like this for ten years.Only every week, someone will come to clean it to prevent dust from falling.

He Zhang stood at the door with his arms in his arms.A few minutes later, he reminded, "Book No.12 in the third row."

Gu Changji: "..."

When the book was in He Zhang's hands, he opened the gap, and sure enough, he saw a piece of letter paper folded in half and tightly clamped.Having not seen the sun for many years, their texture has also become transparent, so that the pen marks on them are extremely clear.

"Why do you use this book?" He Zhang asked.

"How can I remember this?" Gu Changji said, "It's been so many years."

He Zhang didn't expose him, he picked up a piece of letter paper and was about to unfold it.Gu Changji suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

"what happened?"

"No, let me take a look before you look at it," Gu Changji covered his face, "I'll just throw it away if it's too embarrassing."

"Throw it away?" He Zhang showed a familiar scrutiny expression, "What exactly did you write?"

Gu Changji's face was full of remorse: "Who hasn't been young and frivolous yet? I really forgot, but what if, don't you think so?"

He paused, and then said: "I said I would come back this time, and I planned to deal with this matter."

He Zhang: "Why?"

"If keeping it makes you sad, of course I'm going to get rid of it."

He pulled the letter from He Zhang's hand, shook it open and said:

"One more thing is worse than one less thing. I don't want us to quarrel because of an outsider. Don't you just mind this person, think I liked her. Well, I did like her, but then..."

He widened his eyes suddenly.

The letter was written to him by that person, and the title he used was also the pseudonym at that time.The paper is a little old, and it has experienced the baptism of years, and it is inevitably yellowed.

——No matter how you look at it, this is indeed the letter he exchanged with that person nine years ago.

But how could this be?

How could this be?

"what happened again?"

Seeing his strange expression, He Zhang became more curious and wanted to get the letter back.

But Gu Changji didn't let go, his eyes fixed on He Zhang, and then he stared at Xin, his face became more and more red, and it spread to his neck.

"What's the matter?"

This made He Zhang a little uneasy, he didn't expect Gu Changji to react like this, so he was a little worried.

It took Gu Changji a long time to regain his thoughts, and he raised his hand: "Let me take it easy."

This is too big to accept, he really needs some space to be a buffer.

Having been married to He Zhang for so long, he can be sure that he already knows enough about He Zhang's habits.

He will never admit his mistake.

——On the letter paper is the handwriting of He Zhang when he wrote with his left hand.