good luck

Chapter 78

Now that I think about it, the bravest thing I did in high school was to write a letter to a stranger.

A postcard.

Maybe it was in the early morning, maybe it was the dusk of the sunset, maybe it was Monday, maybe it was the weekend, or maybe Park Anhao flipped through her favorite magazines as usual, and then noticed that the friendship announcement at the footer had been read for two years magazines, but I have never paid attention to them before.

But this time, Park Anhao wrote down the contact information on that page.

The man said, I am waiting, waiting for an unexpected encounter.Wait for you to come to me, or let me run to you.

Lu Jinnian.This is his name.

Park Anhao started writing letters that night.This is the first time I am writing a letter to someone I have never met.I was very nervous at the beginning because I didn't know how to cut into the topic.How to start so as not to appear too abrupt and not to look so stupid, these questions were pondered over and over again by Park Anhao, who was almost unable to write.Obviously very simple things will lose their own meaning once they are given too much meaning.Like the way we've been going.At the very beginning, everyone walked slowly with original hopes, but as the flowers and fragrances smelt all the way, I gradually forgot why you came here.Pu Anhao kept thinking about how to say it, but forgot why she wrote such a letter.When I remembered that I just wanted to simply greet and didn't even expect an echo.The letter paper in his hand was already densely packed with black.

Because it was the first time, I went back and checked it again very carefully, worrying that there might be typos or improper wording in some places.

The result of the inspection is: still don't send it.No matter how you read it, it feels a little unnatural.

Pu Anhao crumpled up the letter paper in his hand and threw it into the trash can.After a while, I went to pick it out again.smoothen.In the end, she tore it to shreds.

Rewrite it.Probably... can't receive it.Even if I receive it... I may not necessarily reply.

With such pessimistic thoughts, Pu Anhao wrote another letter to Lu Jinnian.

The content of the letter is simple.

Lu Jinnian:
If the time is old and you are old too, the person you are waiting for never comes, what should you do?

She signed the postcard on the lower right corner - Park Anhao you don't know.

I went to the post office and bought a stamp, dipped it in water, and gently pasted it in the stamp frame on the upper right corner.Write the address and put the postcard into the green mailbox.When I left, I looked back at the mailbox, and then looked up at the sky, the blue of my heart, no clouds.

Days passed day by day, and in the first few days, Pu Anhao would go to the reception room at the door to check, but every time it was nothing.After a few more days, Pu Anhao simply no longer has any hope.Anyway, I was planning for the worst.

Sure enough, until the summer vacation came, Park Anhao still did not receive a reply from the other party.

Park Anhao's diary, July 2007, 7, summer is like a dream
Fire in July.But July is also over.

This is my second year at Zilin.But it seems like 20 years have passed.

Because Hibiscus is gone.

Every time I think about it like this, I feel empty in my heart, as if a large piece has been torn apart by someone, and that vacancy daunts even time.

No one really wants to live in the dormitory.Hibiscus' things just stayed where they were.Many times I have the illusion that she is only temporarily away.She has gone on a long journey.She will come back.

The teacher talked about changing rooms several times in a row.But I declined.If I move away, these remaining memories will also be on the verge of disappearing.Although I know that I will never forget it anyway.

However, I still can't bear it.Although Hibiscus is gone, I don't want to lose those traces of her life.

Although, one day, I will leave.

It's just that since I can still guard it now, let's keep guarding it until I can no longer.

It will be summer vacation in a few days, so I'm afraid I won't be able to receive that letter.

(End of this chapter)