This phone has the style of about ten years ago.

People who ride tricycles in old streets and alleys, use big speakers to circulate and shout "Recycle old mobile phones, scrapped mobile phones", often get the non-smart phones in their pockets.

Ruan Yu almost thought he had traveled through time.

She was stunned for a moment, took a photo of the elderly machine, and posted a WeChat dialog box: Did you send the wrong express delivery?

Xu Huaishi: No, sister, please turn on the computer and look at the draft box.

Nowadays, little girls are really good at playing tricks. They also have draft boxes. Is this a way to write a love letter to her?

Because she had a nightmare at night, she broke out in cold sweat. She didn't turn on the computer immediately. She put the package on the coffee table and took a shower first. After she came out, she saw a new news about Xu Huaishi on her phone.

The long space occupies the entire screen.

Sister, you saw it. Sorry, I accidentally discovered this phone, peeked at it without authorization, and adapted the story in the draft box. It was also me who was timid and dared not admit that when you were involved in a plagiarism dispute, I lied and concealed the facts. Or I secretly stole your name and checked your information.

I am already bad enough like this. I spent a day and night with you in Hangzhou this time. Seeing that you are still troublesome to investigate this matter, I think if I don’t say it again, I will be bad forever.

Sister, it doesn't matter if you don't forgive me, it doesn't matter if you hate me, but my brother only learned about this on the fourth day of the incident. He put down the case that was about to open a trial and rushed back to China. He originally planned to explain the truth to you, but he didn't speak up because you kept pretending not to know him.

So, if possible, please forgive him. He is really, really likes you.

After watching the screen, Ruan Yu held his phone and was stunned.

She knew all these words, one word after another. But what they meant together seemed to be difficult for her to react.

Turning up further, there is also a screenshot attached to it, showing the background of a Weibo account: a person who writes poetry.

After standing stupidly for two minutes, Ruan Yu turned around and picked up the old mobile phone on the coffee table, turned on the computer, and clicked into the draft box.

327 unsent drafts.

After flipping around, she clicked on one to see.

You wrote the test essay that Teacher Zheng gave to our class.

What kind of test essay is? Ruan Yu frowned, a little puzzled, and continued to translate.

Your father asked me why I always play the piano at 301. I didn’t dare to say it because I could see you when I looked out from the window of the piano room.

Her brows loosened, and her fingers pressed on the direction button of the phone stopped. Now she seemed to understand who wrote these drafts to whom.

Your seat was moved to the window, and I was late to stand in the corridor to see you.

Are you still here to playground for physical education? I have run five laps.

Huazelei doesn't eat fried chicken--just.

You said you like to watch the first sunshine after the rain. During the school anniversary, you should play "after therain".

The boy in your class who was holding your braid asked me to ask for English homework. I didn't copy it for him.

The cat downstairs of the art museum kept chirping, and I fed it canned food. But I don’t like cats, I like you.

I'm going to the United States. Is there any way to make you remember me at least.

Then hold your hand once.

The not-so-amazing key sound was beating. Ruan Yu's eyelashes kept trembling, and he slowly sat down on the sofa, and his whole body felt as if he was drained by these text messages.

You should understand.

Why was her outline not lost.

Why is his payment password 309017.

Why did he know that she was afraid of heights?

But it's still hard to believe.

The only thing that corresponds to these text messages is her memory. However, at this moment, all her memories became distant and blurred and unreal.

All the cognitions in high school, because of these text messages, were split into two versions.

Two completely different versions. One belongs to her and the other belongs to Xu Huaisong.

If these text messages were true, why didn't she notice it at all? How could she not find it at all?

Ruan Yu was trapped in the sofa, like a patient who was eager to seek medicine, looking back and forth over 300 drafts, trying to find a piece of evidence that could be directly proved. Xu Huaisong also liked her back then.

Finally, she saw this passage: You were assigned to our classmate record, but I didn’t give it to me. When they were recycling, I picked up a picture myself. If you are lucky, you will see it.

Classmate record...

Ruan Yu suddenly stood up, put down his cell phone, and ran into the room.

The ones brought back from the old box in the attic in my hometown are not only her diary, but also some miscellaneous items, including a classmate record.

It is a thick stack of loose-leafs. After disassembling them, you can distribute the colorful template papers inside to others one by one.

Of course she didn't give it to Xu Huaisong. She thought he didn't recognize her much. Even the few pieces passed to Class 10 were taken away because there were too many papers and they couldn't use them.

The classmate flew all over the sky during the graduation season, and the number of copies filled in changed the flavor. Later, everyone started to be careless and smiled and said, "Remember me." Then she was perfunctory, so after recycling, she didn't read it carefully.

Originally, she would definitely read it afterwards. But when she was traveling through graduation, Xu Huaisong broke the appointment. After that day, all the souvenirs from her high school years were thrown into the box by her, deliberately avoiding it.

Ruan Yu ran to the room, took out the classmate's record, and squatted on the ground and searched wildly.

A large stack of colorful paper was turned over and rustled until a piece of white template paper came into view. Her hands seemed to have been pressed to suspend, hanging in the air without moving.

This student record, which is incompatible with the other papers, does not fill in any information including name, zodiac sign, blood type, and hobbies.

Only one short sentence. The layout is neat and the strokes are vigorous.

It was the handwriting she recognized.

He said, "May you cheer in the colorful tomorrow, even if I can't see anything."

Ruan Yu sat on the ground, tears filled his eyes for a moment.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, she sat alone in the brightly lit living room, holding her two cell phones in a daze.

At this time, Xu Huaisong should get off the plane. But he did not send her a message. She did not take the initiative to contact him.

For some reason, she felt that they might be in a state of anxiety now.

Although Xu Huaishi took his own initiative to send his cell phone, he would not say hello and not say anything. At least he should "take it first and then report it."

So, the moment he got off the plane, she knew the truth.

Time passes by minute by minute. It's half past ten.

What was he afraid of? Are he afraid that she would blame him?

She should have blamed him for such a long time of deceiving and silence.

But when she finished reading the more than 300 text messages like a fool, she suddenly felt that nothing mattered.

Whether you are cheated or tricked, all these things that have passed are less important than "he is back now."

He is coming back, and she doesn't have to live in a tomorrow that he can't see.

This is the most important thing.

Ruan Yu was circling around the room, and finally gritted his teeth and called Xu Huaisong.

Then, the phone ringing rang very close to her.

This strange moment made her subconsciously "ah" and pressed and hung up.

The next second, the door of the house was immediately knocked, and Xu Huaisong's voice was combined: "What's wrong?"

“…”

Ruan Yu patted his chest and went to open the door, and said with a bitter face: "I'm scared to death. Why don't you make a sound when you come? Are you making a horror movie..."

This unexpected episode broke the supposedly subtle atmosphere between the two.

But soon, Xu Huaisong's silence brought her back to that kind of uneasiness.

The two of them were inside and outside, with their eyes facing each other, and they were speechless for a moment.

Half a minute passed, Xu Huaisong opened his mouth: "Sorry..."

"Xu Huaisong," Ruan Yu suddenly interrupted him, choked and said, "Let's get to know each other again."

No one can act.

He no longer wears a mask and looks forward, nor does she use tricks to take the initiative.

They should use true and honesty to show off their entire self and re-recognize them.

Xu Huaisong didn't react for a moment and was stunned.

Ruan Yu closed his eyes, used the courage to brew all day, reached out to him, posed for a handshake, and said, "Hello, I am Ruan Yu, who graduated from Class 9, High School, Su City No. 1 Middle School. I once liked you very much, now..."

"Wait." Xu Huaisong also interrupted her.

A hint of surprise flashed through Ruan Yu's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, seeing his originally tense expression relax, he suddenly laughed: "I should say this kind of thing first." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to her and also shook hands, "Hello, I am Xu Huaisong, who graduated from Class 30, Suzhou No. 1 Middle School. He once liked you very much, and now he liked you more than he once did."

Ruan Yu's nose became sore again, and he stood there stupidly with his mouth puffed and did not move for a long time.
To be continued...