Ten diligent days: the fields are still

Yuan Lai returned to the living room, took the envelope in his hand, picked up the fruit slices on the table, and went upstairs.

Yuan Sheng, who had just walked out of the kitchen, stared at the empty coffee table with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief. He shouted, "Sister! Why are you intercepting me again? I just cut it!"

The only response he received was the sound of Yuan Lai's footsteps gradually fading away.

Yuan Lai pushed open the door of the study. She felt that reading the letter required a sense of ritual.

She skillfully turned on the computer and selected a lyrical song as background music, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

"Let me see if my buddy has the ability to make me cry." Yuan Lai said to himself, picking up the first letter with great anticipation.

After tearing open the envelope, there were only three simple words written inside - "Read below."

She couldn't help feeling a little surprised, but curiosity drove her to quickly pick up the second letter.

This one was equally concise and clear, with the words "Read on."

Yuan Lai's brow furrowed slightly. What was going on? Puzzled, she eagerly opened the third letter, only to see the familiar words "Read on."

Yuan Lai's mood grew increasingly complicated as she quickly opened the fourth letter. When she saw the contents, she almost burst out laughing. There was a smiley face in the middle of the letter, with a line of small text next to it: "Read more."

When Yuan Lai opened the fifth letter, there was only a simple sentence on the letter paper, "Are you anxious? Don't be anxious, just read on."

Seeing this, Yuan Lai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "I want to see what you are up to."

As the sixth envelope was torn open, a piece of paper floated out. On it was written: "Haha, you didn't expect that, right? You'll have to read on."

Yuan Lai's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, feeling somewhat amused and helpless: "This is getting more and more outrageous!"

The seventh letter was opened, and a line of playful words on the letter paper caught the eye: "Hey, are you angry? Don't be angry, read on and you will know."

Yuan Lai opened the eighth letter with great anticipation, only to see the words written in a flamboyant and flamboyant style: "It's almost here, keep reading."

Yuan Lai opened the ninth envelope. On the letter was a message: "I didn't expect you to actually read through each one. You won't be disappointed in the rest. Read on."

"Brothers, you've been writing in the living room for so long. Are you acting with me here?"

She slowly opened the last letter, thinking there would finally be some content.

I unfolded the letter paper and saw two pages filled with writing. I could see the handwriting was different, and it must have been written by ten people.

"This is a belated thank you letter. It is both a mission and a heartfelt thank you.

As the New Year's Eve fireworks faded, we boarded the flight with joy, full of anticipation for future work and life.

However, fate always plays tricks on us, and unexpected events happen unexpectedly.

During the flight, the fuselage began to shake violently.

Was it a sudden equipment failure or a bird strike? We were at a loss as to what to do.

The crew came out to comfort everyone, but it had little effect.

We held each other's hands tightly, our hearts filled with fear and anxiety, unable to predict what kind of ending would be waiting for us.

At this moment, a sharp cry of a baby suddenly rang out, making the already panicked crowd even more confused.

In the midst of this chaos, we saw you.

You walked over to us, handed the bead in your hand to us, and a red rope tied us tightly together.

You said, "It's going to be okay."

The next second, white snow and sea buckthorn trees all over the mountains appeared before our eyes.

We sat on a tractor that was emitting thick smoke and slowly drove along the winding mountain road to the foot of the mountain.

Along the way, I passed by many different kinds of people.

A crowd gathered in front, and we were pleasantly surprised to see the director of the first season, as well as some other familiar faces...

We were squeezed in the bustling crowd, our eyes focused on the square.

There were seven people standing upright on the stage, trying their best to introduce the dazzling array of products displayed on the table to everyone.

That was us, but not entirely us. Dundun, Gengyun, and Yibo were not among them.

This confuses us.

Even after the fair concluded successfully, the scene remained bustling. People flocked to the center to ask for autographs and shouted out the inspiring slogan in unison: "Ten hard days, make it bigger and stronger!"

As time passed, we just stood there quietly, watching everything happening in front of us intently.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the seven figures boarded the flight home.

Just then, a breeze blew by, and when our sight caught your eye again, the plane had already landed steadily on the runway.

In the blink of an eye, you disappeared without a trace along with the red rope like a phantom.

We walked off the plane with slightly heavy steps and watched other passengers hugging their relatives who came to pick them up.

At that moment, we only had each other.

Later, a mysterious person gave us a letter, asking us to return the beads to you.

We came to your house without permission and originally planned to say thank you to you in person, but Mr. Qi said that a letter would be more appropriate, so we wrote this thank-you letter.

Yuan Lai, we have already guessed that you are the calico kitten that appeared in our lives halfway, but we all kept silent tacitly.

Meeting is rare, there is no need to expect it to last forever.

I hope you, your family and friends are safe and healthy.

Jiang Dunhao, Lu Zhuo, Li Gengyun, Li Hao, Zhao Yibo, Zhuo Yuan, He Haonan, Chen Shaoxi, and Wang Yiheng.

Acknowledgements for the same book. "

After putting down the letter, Yuan Lai suddenly realized that for him, what he witnessed that night was the last of his brothers' lives; but for his brothers, what they saw was their own hopeful new life in another world.

Under the bright light, Yuan Lai took a closer look and found that each bead of the bracelet was covered with fine cracks like spider silk.

The moment she touched the beads, the bracelet seemed to be attracted by an invisible force, and the red string that tied it disappeared from her sight in the blink of an eye!

"Huh?" Yuan Lai stared in disbelief at the palm of his hand that had originally held the beads. Now it was empty, with nothing left.

She hurriedly looked down at the empty floor beneath her feet, trying to find any trace of where the beads might have fallen.

A faint, sometimes distant, sometimes near voice drifted from outside the window: "Once things are used, they should be returned to their original owners. Since your brother has no ill intentions, tell him to stay away from Mo Jingxin."

The voice came from Mosin.

Yuan Lai's heart was shocked. Without thinking too much, he immediately stood up and ran to the balcony, reaching out to open the window.

In an instant, a cold wind blew in her face, and she squinted her eyes and looked outside.

I don't know when snowflakes started to fall from the sky.

"Snowing……"