Give the rest of your life

It was already late after coming out of the hot pot restaurant, the sudden heavy rain had stopped, the air after the rain was exceptionally fresh, and the dust from the previous few days was swept away. In 2008, everyone didn’t know much about the concept of smog. Most were not wearing masks.

He Siyu pulled the zipper of his coat to the top, and when he reached out to hail a taxi, his phone rang.

It was Song Pei who hadn't had time to save it in the address book.

"Mr. He, have you gone home?" The girl's voice came out of the microphone, which aroused He Siyu's envy.

"No, I just came out of the hot pot restaurant opposite your house." He Siyu said.

"Then how did Mr. He go home? Did you take a taxi?" Song Pei asked with concern.

"Yeah, I'm not very familiar with this area, and the bus station is hard to find..." He Siyu carefully walked around a puddle, and looked up at the gate of Song Pei's community across the road.

Song Pei seemed to be doing something, and after a burst of noise, it became quiet again.

"Song Pei?" He Siyu stood in place, looking at the person running towards him in the distance. The ponytail on the back of the person's head swayed left and right as he ran. The closer he was, the more clearly he could see her face. Song Pei is undoubtedly.

"Teacher, let me take you to the bus station." Song Pei ran to He Siyu and stopped, panting.

Asking the students to send her to the station, He Siyu was quite embarrassed, "It's really troublesome, thank you."

Song Pei said heartily: "If the teacher really wants to thank me, please give me more lecture questions in the future!"

"No problem, welcome anytime."

Song Pei is really a good boy, He Siyu thought.

He Siyu was soaking in the bathtub, and she slowly got used to what had happened in the past few days.

She still has no idea about Lin Yao, but there is obviously a more important thing for her to do right now——

When I went back to my mother's house for dinner at noon today, I asked about Mr. Li again. He Siyu seized the opportunity to ask her what Mr. Li's real name was. My mother scratched the back of her head and said with shame that she had forgotten it too, but no matter what Mr. Li's name was Seize the opportunity to date Mr. Li, to confirm the relationship as soon as possible, and the parents of both parties will meet to finalize the marriage.

That's right, this thing is trying to date Mr. Li.

He Siyu is a good child. She always listens to her parents very much, so even if she doesn't like Mr. Li very much, she still thinks that dating Mr. Li is nothing, and it can even be said to be a task. Falling in love is a task entrusted to her by her mother.

You asked her if she would?

In fact, she doesn't mind at all, Mr. Li, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang, it's fine, as long as she doesn't hate it, she can accept it.

So He Siyu picked up his phone now and sent a text message to Mr. Li.

Mr. Li, are things important at home?Is there anything I can do to help?

In fact, she knew that even if she could really help, Mr. Li would not let her intervene. This has nothing to do with human relations, but the difference between the two.

For a partner who forgets to bring presents, it's really not a careless relationship.

As a matter of course, Mr. Li did not reply to her message.

To make sure, He Siyu unlocked his phone and took a look before going to bed. It was indeed blank, without any prompt message.

After several days of no contact, just when He Siyu thought that Mr. Li had forgotten her, Mr. Li's call came.

Mr. Li said apologetically: "Miss He, I'm really sorry. The family is too busy these days. My cousin needs my help with something, so I haven't had time to contact you."

Cousin, these two words made He Siyu curious, is it Lin Yao?

"Cousin?" She hoped to hear the two words she wanted to hear.

"Yes, it's Lin Yao, your high school classmate."

"Oh... her, what happened to her?" He Siyu asked tentatively.

"Didn't she just come back? She wants to rent a house or something. I've been helping her move recently. By the way, I have her new address. Are you going to see her?"

"Look at her?"

"Yes, I will send you the address later."

Not long after I hung up the phone, I received a message from Mr. Li. Lin Yao's address suddenly appeared on the screen. He Siyu stared at the phone in a daze, and Song Pei shouted a report outside the door.

"Teacher, why are you in a daze?" Song Pei came over and laid the test paper on the table.

"It's nothing, here, I'll give you a lecture." He Siyu conveniently put the bright mobile phone beside him, and started to read the test paper.

Song Pei's attention seemed to be attracted by her mobile phone. After looking at it for a while, she hesitated and said, "Teacher, aren't you going to reply to the message?"

He Siyu managed to get his thoughts from Lin Yao to the reading question, but when Song Pei asked him, he fell into a state of confusion again.

"SMS? It's okay, that's... That's a friend's new address. I'm wondering if I should go and see her. "

"Go if you want, why hesitate?"

"Because of some misunderstandings when I was a child, she probably misunderstood me. What I did before hurt her."

He Siyu didn't know why, but the Song Pei in front of her made her have a lot of close feelings, and she couldn't help but want to confide in her heart. She didn't even dare to tell Dong Xiaoqian about these thoughts, but facing this high school student whom she had only known for a short time She told her everything about her life, maybe Song Pei had nothing to do with her original life, so she didn't have any worries when she knew about it.

Song Pei rolled her eyes, "Then why don't you apologize?"

He Siyu sighed, "That was all ten years ago. We haven't seen each other for so many years. We can't even recognize each other. What are you thinking about?"

"So that's what you're planning to do?"

He Siyu shook his head, "I haven't thought about it clearly either."

"If you have been struggling with it for ten years, let's make this matter clear."

Song Pei's words echoed in He Siyu's mind, and even when he read the text to his classmates in Chinese class.

Well, let's be clear.

But what if you get caught in the dust again like last time?

Thinking of this, He Siyu started to retreat again, otherwise, just let it go.

Those past events, one thing that drifts like smoke and falls to the ground like dust, let them pass by, every day that is entangled, every second of thinking of her, the time of liking her and worshiping her, just settle In memory.

Therefore, the decision made with Song Pei's support was quickly rejected by He Siyu, and the courage he finally summoned was lost again, and He Siyu retracted into his thick shell again.

But she was still struggling, the big deal was... just getting scolded!

If I don't tell Lin Yao clearly in this life, will her figure always appear in my dreams?

After a day of deliberation, He Siyu went to Lin Yao's house after get off work.

With heavy steps and a pounding heart, He Siyu walked to the door of Lin Yao's house, but he couldn't ring the doorbell with his raised right hand.

Or send a... text message.

He Siyu took out his mobile phone and tentatively sent a message to Lin Yao: Lin Yao, I am He Siyu, are you there?

No one replied.

She sent again: Are you at home?

No one replied.

Since I'm not at home, then... I can write my apology on paper and put it in her mailbox...

At this time, He Siyu suddenly felt that his profession was too good, carrying a pen and paper with him, it was simply a profession born for writing letters.

After writing dozens of words eloquently, He Siyu folded the paper and put it in Lin Yao's mailbox, and left contentedly.

After leaving the community, He Siyu was refreshed all the way, and this joy was maintained until Mr. Li's call.

"Miss He, I want to tell you something, is it convenient for you to come?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm having dinner with Lin Yao, come over and join us."

"No, no need, now I have some things that may not come out."

Is it... Lin Yao again?

He Siyu thought about the piece of paper stuffed into the mailbox just now, and suddenly felt endless regret.

How to do? !

Get that paper out now!

So, so silly!What year do you still write letters!

He Si rushed downstairs to Lin Yao's house like a storm, fiddled with the dark green mailbox, vowing to take out the piece of paper, but unfortunately, after more than half an hour, the piece of paper still hadn't come out.

He Siyu was sweating profusely and stretched out his index finger to reach for the slit of the mailbox, but failed again.

This is already the first time I don't know how many times, He Siyu sighed heavily, lowered his head, looked at his high heels, he was so unlucky, what on earth was he thinking, he actually wrote a letter in such an outdated way to apologize.

As the cool wind blew, He Siyu felt a chill on her sweaty forehead. She shivered and tried again lying down in front of the rows of mailboxes.

As soon as his hand poked in a little bit, a voice sounded behind him.

"what are you doing."