Chapter 337
Emails from the past
11:59 p.m.
hotel.
Lin Senmu, Jiang Yuan, Nie Hao and Ying Ping'er were all gathered in a room.
One minute later, the date jumped to August 22, and everyone spoke up on time, sending their heartfelt blessings to Ji Yingge:
"Happy 20th birthday, the most beautiful girl in the universe. We will still be with you on this day next year."
Ji Yingge covered the lower half of her face with her hands and said shyly, "Have you discussed the lines together?"
"Yes, Xiao Ping'er and I have discussed sleeping with you later!"
The pink kite flew over to the single bed and played and laughed with the white-haired warbler on the bed.
The black-haired Ping started to shoo them away, "Okay, the blessings are in place, you two should go back to your rooms!"
"OK, don't stay up too late, there are activities tomorrow."
Lin Senmu nodded slightly, turned and left. He would sleep in the same room with Nie Hao tonight.
Double bed, no gay!
"Apricot, I will miss you!"
Nie Hao gave his girlfriend a resentful look before leaving reluctantly.
"Bang~~"
As the door closed, three girls lay in a row on the big round bed in the room, chatting at night.
"Little Yellow Warbler, you must be super, super happy today."
"Yes, sister, I will take you to eat Jiangcheng's delicious snacks during the day!"
"Thank you, love you~~"
I don't know when they finished chatting, but they seemed to fall into a deep sleep.
But at a certain time, in the dark room, a pair of peach blossom eyes gently opened.
Ji Yingge fumbled for her cell phone from the bedside and looked at the text messages and WeChat messages.
It seemed that ever since the falling out with Ji Qiu Ming during my coming-of-age ceremony, I hadn’t received any birthday wishes from this person since.
"I don't care."
Ji Yingge's face was full of stubbornness, and then she switched to the email.
Titles read:
'Yingying, happy 19th birthday, here's what mom wants to say to you'
'Yingying, happy 18th birthday, here's what mom wants to say to you'
Later, it was 17, 16...
10 years old etc…
Going forward, it is:
[Yingying, happy 20th birthday, here’s what mom wants to say to you]
Click Read, the content is displayed:
'My dear baby, happy twentieth birthday to you. Please forgive me for not being able to be with you.
Mom misses you so much and wants to know what you looked like when you were twenty years old.
Is he as thin as he was when he was a child, or has he become plump and fleshy?
Are you happy today? Are your grandparents with you?
I wonder how the two elderly people are doing?
You should listen more to your grandparents!
It's okay to listen to your father. He should take good care of you.
In the first two letters, Mom told you that she had left a lot of money for you, and you can buy whatever you want, but don’t be too rebellious.
According to the time, my Yingying has been in college for a whole year this year, right?
Mom doesn’t care about your academic performance. Have you met a boy you like at Nanhai University?
If a boy is not after your money and treats you well, you should try to get along with him even if you don't like him very much.
Mom’s greatest wish is for you to be happy. '
This is the end of an email, there is no further content.
This is an email from the past.
Half an hour before his death, Ji Xinwan wrote more than a dozen letters to his daughter Ji Yingge via email, covering the time when Ji Yingge was 30 years old.
Due to the rush of time, there is no rhetoric between the lines of the letter, it is all in the simplest language, but it is full of a deceased mother's reluctance to part with her daughter.
She imagined that her daughter Ji Yingge would have found a lifelong lover before she turned 30, and would have one or two children, and would have a happy family.
"Mom, but I don't have a lover."
The sadness on Ji Yingge's face could not be wiped away.
After a while, after she calmed down, she found a photo of herself without makeup on her phone, uploaded it to the email attachment, and replied: "Mom, this photo shows me when I was 20 years old."
"I hope you are well in heaven."
Ji Yingge closed her mailbox and did not read the letters written after she turned 21.
As she grew up and matured, she could actually guess the contents of the remaining letter.
When she was 24 years old, her mother Ji Xinwan would ask her what happened after graduating from college.
Will ask whether to get married at the age of 26.
At the age of 28, I will ask if I have a baby.
But things didn't go as planned, mom. Grandpa and grandma had passed away long ago, and Ji Qiu Ming didn't want to give me all the inheritance you left me.
"Mom, there is a boy named Lin Senmu that I really like. He would cover me with a blanket after I fell asleep and took me to many places to play."
"But he and I can't be together. He's my best friend's...boyfriend."
"If only he hadn't walked so fast on the light rail, that would have been the first time I took the initiative to get to know someone..."
Wiping the redness from the corners of her eyes, Ji Yingge felt a little insomniac and switched to the short video software.
The content she watches basically falls into these categories: cos, anime, comic conventions, law, finance, and management.
When I see my favorite Bawei, Lin Senmu’s face will appear involuntarily in my mind.
Just like when I was looking forward to seeing Lin Senmu cosplay as Kiryuu Kiryu, I also wanted to see Lin Senmu cosplay as Tomoe.
I don’t know when I’ll have the opportunity in the future!
"Hmm? Who sent a message in the middle of the night?"
Ji Yingge watched a few more short videos and found a red digital prompt at the bottom of the phone screen.
I clicked on it and saw that it was from Lin Senmu, who I followed. "You're online? What time is it? Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"You didn't sleep either?"
Ji Yingge replied.
Lin Senmu said, "I'm not asleep yet, go to sleep."
"You haven't even slept yet, and you still want to care whether I sleep or not?"
Ji Yingge typed and muttered.
"Oh, the little girl is picking on me?"
Lin Senmu sent a "slippers slapping in the face" emoticon.
Three minutes later, in the next room, Lin Senmu angrily sent another message: "Okay, I've read the message but I won't reply?"
“Watching videos!!!”
Ji Yingge said in her heart, I just deliberately don’t reply to you, so what?
"sleep!"
"No!"
"sleep?"
A letter from Lin Senmu, word by word.
Ji Yingge looked at her little face and timidly, pouting and typing: "Just sleep, why are you so fierce!"
Lin Senmu explained: "I'm not being mean. I told you to go to bed early because I was afraid you wouldn't be energetic during the day. After all, it's your birthday today."
"Go to sleep, good night, sister."
Ji Yingge felt warm inside, but her hands spelled out the irritating words: "Good night, idiot!"
Seeing these words, Lin Senmu's mouth twisted with anger! ! !
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He bombarded Ji Yingge with a barrage of insults: "Stinky sister, I'm going to the door of your room now. Do you dare to come out and fight?"
Ji Yingge stared at the screen, read the message, then locked the screen, with a smile on her lips, and gently closed her eyes.
However, she did not notice that Jiang Yuan, who was sleeping with his back to her, kept his eyes open in the darkness.
Jiang Yuan's tears kept flowing from her eyes. She had been crying like this for many nights.
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