C61

The darkness of the night assaulted people.

The starless night sky was like the deepest inkwell, so deep that one could not see through it to the end. It was also like an endless black net that contained all the strange and cold auras.

The sky was filled with a drizzling rain. It was very cold, very cold.

Su Jingya was only wearing a thin dress and was kneeling under the hundred year old banyan tree in the orphanage. The cold wind was blowing nonstop and not only was it ruffling her hair, it was also her dress and her heart.

In front of her was a lamp with electricity stored in it, as well as a large, exquisite but somewhat large metal box.

Kneeling on the uneven ground, the rocks of all sizes struck at her knees, making her heart ache. However, she didn't move at all. She didn't even frown as she stared unblinkingly at the large metal box in front of her.

After an unknown amount of time, her eyes began to flicker slightly. Slowly, she raised her hand and gently caressed the metal box with boundless yearning, then slowly opened it.

Under the light that wasn't too bright, it revealed some old, yellowed, broken, and even retro gadgets. Other than these "historical" items, there were also some new and latest items. But the most eye-catching was still the snowy-white, badly damaged little bear — its head was crooked, and it had a huge visual impact on its pure white body.

This little bear was not cheap. As long as someone saw its hairy body, they would definitely feel that it was worth a lot. However, its head …

When Su Jingya touched the twisted crack on its neck that she had cut off with her scissors, but had also been touched by Huan Huan, she felt a heart-wrenching pain. Once, she did not understand, thinking that he had stitched her stitches one after another. Everything could be treated as if it had never happened, that she had never been abandoned, that she was not an orphan without a mother or father, that she was no longer alone, but … It was only now that she understood: once the damage was done, no matter how much time had passed, the wound on the barrier would remain, unerasable and unerasable.

But in Su Jingya's world, these things had become her most precious treasures for a very long time. Even if it had lost all its splendor, in her eyes, it was still as beautiful as ever. Not only could she recognize them, she could even clearly tell the reason why these things were collected by her.

Casually picking up a string of candy papers tied together with a red string, she folded them into the shape of butterflies and hung them in a series of strings in midair, dancing with the cool wind. She felt that the faded candy papers were really like butterflies that were about to flap their wings and fly high into the sky.

She bit his lips, looked at the candy wrapper in a daze, fell silent for a long time, and then muttered to himself: "Huan Huan, do you remember that after every Wednesday afternoon self-study, I especially liked to stick behind you and run? That was the happiest moment of the week, because every Wednesday afternoon, the orphanage would give me three sweets for each person. I felt that three sweets a week was not enough, so I drooled over your candy, and every time you scolded me, you would leave me all the sweets. Every time I eat a candy you gave me, I fold it into a butterfly and tie it together. I thought that as long as I tie it up, it would never disappear, I thought that as long as I firmly hold on to it, I would be able to firmly keep you by my side. However, the truth is, even though I've tied up all my past, it's still not enough to make you fly to someone else's life. "

Su Jingya looked at the string of seventy-two butterflies, laughed softly and cried.

She fumbled in the metal box, and when she raised her hand, a small strawberry hairpin rested on her fingertip. The color was still fading, and the shiny crystal inlaid on it had long since fallen off as time passed, but in her eyes, this was the most expensive and beautiful hairpin she had ever owned in her entire life.

"Huan Huan, this is the first hairpin you gave me! Do you remember when 689 took my only hairpin and crushed it? You pulled the hairpin out of her hair in front of all the children in the orphanage, crushed it in front of her, and dragged me out of the orphanage, crying so hard I couldn't tell which way was which. That was the first time we sneaked out of the orphanage, and it was also the first time you took me shopping while holding my hand. I love my hairpin and keep crying, and when you take me to a hairpin shop and ask me seriously which one I like, I just glance at the strawberry hairpin and you grab the hairpin on the counter and grab me and run.

We walked through the streets, as bedraggled as street rats, ducking around to avoid the shops chasing us from behind with broomsticks. You said that you were robbing for my first time. You said that the strawberry hairpin you snatched was only suitable for me. You also said that … Le Le, you can still look pretty when you have a hairpin. "

When Su Jingya said till here, she was already crying her heart out. She was crying hysterically;

In this world, the greatest sorrow is not that after the two who love each other part, I still fall in love with you but that you fall in love with someone else. Instead … I not only love you, but also in our memories, painstakingly chase you left in my life footprints, can not forget.

Later on, Su Jingya even touched a needle, and a lot of things. Even if it was a leaf he had picked up before, she had always carefully kept it.

Huangfu Yu would probably never find out about her little secret.

As she touched things, she recalled everything from when she was young to when she had grown up. From openly loving him to secretly falling in love with him, from earthshaking to being as tiny as a speck of dust.

In the end, Su Jingya even took out a button on her shirt's sleeve and a brand-new diamond necklace from the metal box.

She had purposely worked in a bar, hidden in a corner watching him, and once she had accidentally seen him fall and pick it up on the carpet in the corridor. She remembered that he had just left with his men and bodyguards, and then he had lunged over to pick up the buttons, as if he had found treasure, and had happily celebrated for three days and three nights. It was the first thing she'd collected about him when she'd returned home.

As for the diamond necklace, it was the first time Huangfu Yu gave it to her after he grew up. That night, after Huangfu Yu threw it away, she ran back to the hospital the next night and searched for it for an entire night in the grass. Only then did he pick it up in a corner. She carefully wiped it clean with his sleeve and then put it on his neck …

felt that he had almost drowned, and was unable to extricate himself from it. He felt like he was about to sink into oblivion, that he was going to die forever.

His chest felt like it was being twisted by a knife, the pain making him feel worse than dead.

Su Jingya suddenly threw herself onto the iron box, tightly hugged onto it and stuck to her chest with force. She started to wail. This box recorded every single detail of her relationship with Huangfu Yu. It also recorded how much she loved him and cared about his every detail. She always had the illusion that she was in love with someone, with every inch of land and grain of sand he had ever stepped on.

Huangfu Yu would never know how much she loved him, how carefully he loved him, even grabbing, was the last bit of strength in his body, as he tried to grab onto his figure.