Back then, Yu Jingya dropped out of school when she was in the second year of junior high school and went to work in Kyoto with her parents.
One evening before we parted.
She secretly slipped Liu Feng a small note, asking him to say goodbye under the big tree in the back alley of the school.
A surge of tension welled up in Liu Feng's heart, and he hurriedly tucked the note between the pages of the book.
When he opened the note again, the agreed-upon date had already passed.
Liu Feng felt guilty for a very long time.
He could almost see that night, the cold moonlight shining on her, outlining her lonely figure.
A girl wanders alone in the cool night, waiting for him, but he never comes. How wronged and heartbroken she must feel for the person she is waiting for.
At that time, Liu Feng was as dull and unresponsive as a stone.
He simply couldn't understand that a sincere love was right in front of him, yet he never cherished it.
In high school.
Liu Feng received the first letter of his life, from faraway Kyoto.
That day, heavy snow fell.
Liu Feng sat quietly in the classroom, staring blankly out the window at the snowflakes dancing in the sky. He couldn't come back to his senses all day.
He gripped the pen tightly, his heart churning with emotions like a surging tide, unable to find peace.
Then he wrote a four-line poem, "Heavy Snow": "I rise by the window to gaze at the snow, the snow is so heavy I cannot stop. News comes from the north, disturbing my heart."
After finishing writing, two hot tears welled up in his eyes.
It dripped onto the cold tabletop.
Until after school.
He sat alone in the empty classroom and opened the letter again; the words in it struck a chord with him.
“I’m doing well here, and my parents’ jobs are much more stable. But I’m getting married soon.”
These few words left Liu Feng speechless for a long time.
Only in the moment of true loss did he truly understand:
Without realizing it, I had fallen in love with her.
...
When Liu Feng was in college.
The last time.
They had met once before, and Yu Jingya took Liu Feng's hand with delight, but only gently.
That time, Liu Feng didn't refuse and treated her as his girlfriend.
However, happiness is fleeting.
They walked side by side down the street, and she bought him a cup of lemon tea...
That was Liu Feng's first and last time drinking lemon tea.
After that, he hated the taste of lemon tea.
It would remind him of the first time he opened the letter, the faint scent of perfume wafting from the paper, just like her scent—melancholy like lilacs, fragrant like lilies.
It would also remind him of the last time he saw Yu Jingya, her gentle and beautiful face, as white as a lily and as fragrant as a lilac.
The more he thought about it, the clearer it became in his mind, and the more melancholy he felt.
Many years later.
Liu Feng married a woman out of convenience.
It was only then that he truly understood that not every girl in this world is understanding, and not every woman can share a life of mutual support and respect with you...
After experiencing all that had happened, he finally realized the depth of his feelings for the beauty he had once harbored. He couldn't help but feel remorse and wrote a poem titled "The Green Plum Seed":
"We've known each other since childhood, like a dream, but in the dream, I didn't know you were gone. How laughable that our love is no longer the same, and the plum blossoms I planted ten years ago are blooming late."
Time has passed, and now we are back to the present.
Liu Feng couldn't help but feel grateful that God had given him a chance to be reborn.
I saw the person in front of me again.
Yu Jingya is even more beautiful and charming than in her previous life, with a more graceful figure and a bit taller.
then.
Liu Feng asked in surprise, "Shenzhen? Why do you suddenly want to go to such a far place?"
He had some doubts: Yu Jingya was supposed to go to Kyoto with her parents, but now she plans to go to Shenzhen. Could it be that his appearance has changed the trajectory of her life?
Yu Jingya sighed softly, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion and unease.
"My cousin found me a job and wants me to go there."
"What kind of job?" Liu Feng asked, frowning.
"I don't know. My cousin said she'll tell me when I get there," Yu Jingya replied helplessly.
"What kind of job is it? Can't you tell me in advance?" Liu Feng was very puzzled.
During last year's Spring Festival.
Yu Jingya's cousin returned home dressed in a fashionable outfit and wearing a large gold ring, which drew envy from relatives and friends.
Everyone says her cousin made a lot of money in Shenzhen.
Some relatives and friends even asked her cousin to help them take their children out to find a job that would earn them money.
"Don't go!" Liu Feng advised.
"My mom is urging me to go there sooner rather than later," Yu Jingya said, somewhat embarrassed.
“Jingya, I hope you continue your studies. As for your cousin, I can go with you to take a look. After you’ve seen her, just tell her you can’t handle it, and then we’ll come back.”
Yu Jingya lowered her head and remained silent, clearly somewhat shaken.
“Society isn’t as wonderful as you imagine. It’s not as easy for a girl to earn money outside as you think. I can find you a job in the county to appease your parents, and then you can continue your studies.”
Liu Feng said, his eyes full of concern.
Yu Jingya raised her head, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes, but quickly she nodded.
"Okay, whatever you say."
Liu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "Perhaps this time..."
He will not miss out on their future again.
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