When the night was still dark in summer, a tourist bus stopped at the entrance of Tianhai University. Zhang Pengyun got out of the car, glanced at the students lightly, and then met Tang Xin who was walking towards him.

"Mr. He has already set off with his people, so I'll take this car with you."

After Zhang Pengyun said that, Tang Xin nodded and greeted the school leader and asked the students to get on the bus.

Leaving the sky and sea, for people like Tang Xin, it feels like a local snake wants to turn into a river dragon. It is not the land of your own. For safety reasons, you must be cautious in all aspects and be careful to sail the ship for thousands of years.

Tang Xin was going to Boning. He Min originally meant to escort along the way, but Tang Xin refused.

The bus is very spacious, double-layered, with more than fifty seats on each floor. When the students of Tianhai University got on the bus, they found a seat on the first floor. After Tang Xin got on the bus, he waited for Qian Huiyao to sit down in the back row, but he went to the second floor and sat alone in the last row at the rear of the car.

Zhang Pengyun sat behind the driver, patted the driver on the shoulder, and signaled to drive.

The bus starts.

Tang Xin sat on the tail seat of the second floor, and his mind was still on the letter Qian Huiyao said.

He recalled carefully that after going to college, he basically did not use online chat tools, and he had never used them. Therefore, he had Penguin or something, but never used them as a communication bridge.

However, in his life and social circle, he left an email address, and sent information and notifications between classmates. When he was not in school, he would have new emails in his email address.

And he has two email addresses, one is hidden and the other is open.

He took out his cell phone, Tang Xin logged in to his email address and glanced at him. He hadn't logged in for a long time. He had a lot of new emails, and most of the advertising spam took up. He slowly operated and deleted all the spam.

In the new email he finally left behind, he saw an email titled "You live forever in my memory."

The sender's email address is indeed the squad leader Qian Huiyao.

Tang Xin was a little hesitant. Judging from Qian Huiyao's actions of avoiding him, the other party did not seem to want him to see the email.

But curiosity kills the cat.

Since she has sent it, why can't she read it?

If she doesn't want to see it, then she shouldn't have posted it.

Tang Xinyong was confused by his own way of thinking from the perspective of others, and he also vaguely guessed that the content in this email was not ordinary.

He suddenly realized that he was just an ordinary person, and he was a natural person who was aware of his secrets and strange things.

Finally, he opened the email.

Tang Xin:

I was in a meeting, a 20-year-old girl led a new department of a billion-dollar company, and recruited new talents in the conference room. Their graduated schools were full of honors, and I could see that some people were convinced by me, but that didn't matter, they were like a word you were talking about: naive.

Time will make them realize that countless geniuses in the world only know how to be self-righteous and pity themselves, and only those who are down-to-earth can finally make their mark.

When your bad news comes, someone whispers in the conference room, and some even ask inappropriately, wanting to find out more news. These people are like the aunts and ladies who have a natural sense of gossip. There are only three people who remain unchanged in their faces, and they shut their mouths and look calm. There are only these three people who finally stayed in the company.

True love is seen in times of adversity, and heroes are seen in times of adversity.

Your bad news gave me the opportunity to examine the performance of new employees in the department, but I wanted to cry. Maybe I did cry at that time, but I didn't notice it myself.

Tang Xin, we hit it off at first sight, as if we were waiting for the moment of meeting in college since we were born. When we stood side by side on the side of the school basketball court and started our first chat, my heart opened to you. We talked with everything without any scruples. It seemed that in our words, we were telling each other that we were not friends who would never have a chance to meet.

You and I have ordinary appearances.

I'm not Cinderella, and you're not Prince Charming.

At first glance, men will ignore my face and their eyes wander on my figure. Women will ignore your face and examine your clothes and outfits. If these people have the eyesight, men will appreciate my figure and women will recognize your wealth.

Only those who do not want to be enterprising and lament the unfair fate think that they are born ugly ducklings. You are not, and I am not. You are always making a splash. I have never dreamed of becoming a swan, but I think my brilliance will never be as bright as you.

You disappeared from this world and took away the souls of many people.

I think Cheng Mu and Ye Qiu will be heartbroken.

I think, if you and I are childhood sweethearts, I can't beat you with a cold face and a nearly indifferent attitude like Ye Qiu, nor can I encourage you like Cheng Mu at all times. Tang Xin, you are happy.

No woman will like a man who is willing to fall, and no woman will commit herself to a man who does not know how to be ambitious. If there is, and she is generously decorated with love, it is just stupid.

You have always understood, so you care for Cheng Mu and watch over Ye Qiu. They play different roles in your life, but they only have one purpose. I hope you are better. It's so simple. If it were me, I think I don't know what attitude I would use to encourage you. Maybe it's just to soothe your pain after setbacks, or I will become like your brother Sun Dao, and go through fire and water side by side.

When you start a song at the welcome party and ignite the atmosphere in the entire venue, you will enter my heart with a dazzling image.

Tang Xin, maybe we talk about everything and become too friends, too classmates, too confidants, so, look at me, I will always be a person who can talk and communicate. You said that you like to chat with me, and so do I, but you don’t know, I want more.

Now that you have passed away forever, I should reveal my regrets: I love you.

Maybe it's not love, maybe it's just good feelings, just like, just an impulse.

I am not a philosopher, and I don’t want to deeply study what love is, nor do I want to examine how deep my feelings are, that is meaningless.

I have only fantasized that if you and I can grow old together, then maybe every day will be happy.

I have never told you that I started learning piano at the age of five and gave up at the age of seventeen. I am destined to be a piano artist, but I can play pleasant music.

Not to tell you, it's very simple, I hope one day, when you see me sitting in front of the piano, you look surprised.

But now I regret it. I should let you listen to a song I played before you sleep. Do you like Beethoven or Chopin? Or Tchaikovsky? Haha, if you are alive, I will ask you these things. It’s really about playing the piano for cows.

Tang Xin, you are a person who can influence others.

You pursue a life as you wish, breaking out of ethics, breaking out of the framework and lines of secular and civilized planning, and you cannot bind you.

I was influenced by you, too.

When I have nothing to do, I will also think about life.

Why do you think so much?

Why are there too many concerns?

Be happy and happy yourself, this is the most important thing.

Do you think I am a gold-worshiping woman?

If so, then I, Qian Huiyao, will be blind.

If not. Well, I tell you, I don’t want to be with you any wealth, I just want to be with you.

But you have too many concerns.

But you won't change.

If you have Cheng Mu, you still think of Ye Qiu. Just like you said, you are just a bastard.

If you can live again, you should be more free and selfish. In the conflict between the ** and the bottom line, should you let the bottom line bind your ** or let the ** break free from the cage? Haha, since you are not a saint, then just be a devil, so that you will not be bullied whether you go to heaven or hell.

When you become king in another world, remember to leave a place for me as the wife of the village. Don't worry, I won't commit suicide, that will make you proud, but I think, when I go to another world and see you, you should give me a place to settle down, right?

You made my life difficult, haha, now I understand that I have been in trouble. After meeting you, what kind of man can I hope to make my eyes shine again in the future?

Forgive me for being sentimental and unrealistic fantasy. If there is a next life, either you and I will pass by each other and never know each other, or let me and you love each other passionately.

Tang Xin, you bastard, may you rest in peace.

Looking at the content of the email on the phone screen, his eyes fixed on the word "After Rest", Tang Xin was stunned and his heart was filled with emotions. He could not use words to describe the fluctuations in his heart.

Emotional changes cannot be interpreted with accurate definitions. He has always had a reasonable explanation for anything, but in terms of emotions, he cannot find the clues or see the clear process.

Men and women are nothing more than that little bit of trouble.

Just like before Qian Huiyao got on the car, Tang Xin insisted on quantifying his emotions, which was harder than climbing to the sky.

When two people are together, why bother to care about whether there is love? Naively consider it to be love. Maybe it is just a whitewashing of material pursuits, maybe it is just a touching and grateful heart, maybe it is just a helpless reality. No matter what the reason is, the couples of men and women in the world are still together.

When he noticed someone in front of him, Tang Xin looked up and took off his lady's suit top. Qian Huiyao, who was wearing a white shirt and knee-length skirt, stood in front of him, looked down at Tang Xin with a complicated expression, and said in a stern voice: "You are so smart, you should have thought of it as an email. Have you seen it?"

Tang Xin calmly put his phone back into his pocket, lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.

Qian Huiyao sat down beside him and smiled miserably, "People are really strange. When it is about themselves, others become indifferent. At this moment, in order to avoid embarrassment, I even had an idea in my mind. You might as well die, but I also know that when I calm down, I will regret this idea. Tang Xin, you and I understand that it is impossible to pretend that it has not happened before, and you will not secretly be proud of someone who has a crush on you, and enjoy it with the appetite of your crush. In fact, things are very simple, don't make it complicated. You can like me, I am yours. On the contrary, you are a little cold to me and make me no longer fantasize."

Tang Xin glanced at her and found two tears on her clean face.

"Things are more complicated than you think."

Tang Xin said gently.

"How complicated is it? You live with Cheng Mu and are separated from Ye Qiu. Isn't it as simple as hugging each other? This world is created by people, and moral laws are also defined by people. Monogamy is not an eternal law. Will you be bound by the laws set by people?"

Qian Huiyao clenched her fists and struggled, "Tang Xin, in my world, I only want to think or not, I want to be with you, so, you have Cheng Mu and Ye Qiu around you, this is not a reason to stop me. What about your world?"

Tang Xin turned his head to look at her, looking at her tears, Tang Xin felt a faint soreness in his heart, and said softly: "What I said is complicated is that you think you know what my world is, but in fact, you don't know. That air crash was not an accident or a terrorist attack, it was coming to me. Some people hoped that I could kill me and use bombing planes to assassinate me. What kind of person do you think this is, and what kind of power people do? When I escaped from death, my mentality changed a little. I don't care what others think, what kind of people think, and even the people around me seemed to have downplayed the original intention of considering them. So, you don't understand, He Min, Xia Qingying, I'm not just hugging each other, and I'll have three wives and four concubines soon. Can this be the same? Isn't this complicated for you?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!