The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Shang Qingya didn't know if Lu Yuan's phone still had power.

But her phone was almost out of battery.

She had to report to me at all times throughout the trip, and the details were so detailed they could be a complete travel guide.

This includes entering the station, security check, ticket check, sitting down, getting off the train, and returning home.

"Lu Yuan, look where this is, it's the familiar Pineapple House."

Shang Qingya turned on the lights in each room one by one to ensure that the camera footage could clearly capture all the rooms.

"Don't worry about me, I'm home now."

After recording the video, she put down her luggage and sat wearily on the sofa.

I watched as night fell outside the window.

It was time to eat, but she really had no appetite.

I decided not to eat it at all.

"It's a long way, we'll be at the station in half an hour."

She noted down the train number, so she kept an eye on the train's arrival information.

Lu Yuan didn't reply to a single message.

You can really sleep, you lazy pig.

So she planned to call Lu Yuan in twenty minutes.

A reminder that Lu Yuan is approaching his stop.

As she waited, she drifted off to sleep on the sofa.

Until one moment I suddenly woke up.

She quickly picked up her phone; the faint glow of the screen stung her pupils.

She glanced at the time subconsciously.

Just right.

So she dialed the number.

The familiar WeChat call ringtone sounded.

"Who lives in that giant pineapple in the deep sea, SpongeBob SquarePants?"

No need to ask, Shang Qingya changed it for him.

The call still wasn't answered even after the ringtone played the opening line, "Who lives in the giant pineapple in the deep sea," for the third time on repeat.

This means the call will not be answered.

Because this is the last time the bell will ring.

No problem if you don't answer this call, there's always a second one.

In this way, Shang Qingya made five phone calls and listened to SpongeBob SquarePants thirteen times.

On the fifth call, she suddenly realized she could still dial her cell phone number, so she hung up after it rang only once.

Then she dialed the phone number.

Still no one answered.

A feeling of panic suddenly spread uncontrollably through her.

"I hope nothing goes wrong with Lu Yuan?"

At that moment, she began to tremble all over, because she suddenly thought of the car accident that day.

During the car accident, she kept dialing Lu Yuan's number.

But no one answered.

"Should I dial 110 or something?"

"No, no, we can't rush it."

Shang Qingya forced herself to calm down and carefully sort out her thoughts.

The train that was far away hadn't arrived at the station yet, which meant he was still on the train.

There are many passengers and staff on the train, so even if there is an accident, they will definitely be able to handle it more quickly than if you were to panic and try to deal with it blindly.

Thinking about this, she began to feel relieved.

People grow through experiencing events.

She was involved in the entire aftermath of Lu Yuan's car accident and knew that there was no time to take care of her in an emergency.

She curled up on the sofa in the living room, put her phone to her ear, and turned the ringer up to the maximum volume.

And so we waited and waited.

She didn't know how many times she had dozed off, and even her sense of time was a little blurry.

The little person lay there on the sofa, surrounded by complete silence.

She is far more resilient than I imagined.

She started looking at train tickets online and figuring out how to ask Aunt Wang for money.

Borrowing money is not a good thing in itself, let alone borrowing from Aunt Wang, whom you've only known for a few days.

Normally, she would never have such a thought.

But she only knew Aunt Wang, a rich person.

She was afraid that if something happened to Lu Yuan, she would be left alone in the hospital.

She couldn't bear to even think about that scene.

"I hope Lu Yuan is safe and sound, and can reply to me as soon as possible."

...

In the hallway separated from Shang Qingya by only one door.

A familiar, tall figure stood outside the resident's door, holding a yellowed letter in his hand.

He took out his phone and looked at the message Shang Qingya had sent him, unsure of what expression to make.

This is the significance of parting ways early due to the long distance.

He needs to allow Shang Qingya time to adapt in stages.

Separation is inevitable.

The only option he had was how to handle the separation.

Humans are highly adaptable beings, but they need to adapt in stages.

So he tried very hard to separate the two things, "separation" and "no longer contacting each other," into separate actions.

If you know perfectly well that you will never be in contact with anyone again when you part ways.

It'll probably collapse.

But ultimately, Lu Yuan had to tell her in person that they should no longer be in contact.

The torment of waiting with anticipation is tantamount to slow murder.

This letter is also his way of fulfilling a promise.

In this way, Lu Yuan fulfilled all the promises he made to her.

Lu Yuan leaned against the door and listened quietly for a moment.

There was no sound from inside the house.

Then he took out the letter that Shang Qingya had given him from his pocket.

But it wasn't opened.

Because this is a love confession letter.

Why try to understand someone's heart if you can't accept their confession?

I stood there and thought for a while.

Lu Yuan suddenly tore open his letter again.

He took a pen out of his pocket and ran to the staircase to start making changes.

"It's me, Lu Yuan. I'm sorry for leaving without saying goodbye."

Lu Yuan took out a pen and crossed out the words "I'm sorry for leaving without saying goodbye".

He had written this in advance, originally intending to leave without saying goodbye.

Unexpectedly, instead of leaving without saying goodbye, they even stayed with me for one stop.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan sat in the corridor for a while.

Only then did I pick up my pen and continue reading.

"You don't need to thank me, because this is what a deliveryman should do. I am a deliveryman for the people."

Doesn't that sound a bit pretentious?

Lu Yuan reached out and swiped it again, scratched his head, and continued reading.

"My career as a food delivery driver in Beihai is coming to an end. I'm leaving everything here to start a new life, so there's no need to look for me."

"I've paid my rent until the end of September. I guess even the universities that start school later will have started by now."

I've already spoken with the landlord. You can move out when the time comes, but don't forget to collect your deposit.

I left you some money. I put your bank card in the envelope, and the PIN is written on the back.

I've already spoken to the delivery station; you can start working there directly, and no one will make things difficult for you.

I'll leave the electric scooter with you; you can leave it at the station as well. If it breaks down, just ask station manager Lao Liu for help.

If you find it difficult to adapt to the delivery job, I've also spoken to the milk tea shop on the east side of the street. The girl who used to deliver milk tea to me has left, so you don't need to worry about not being able to handle the relationships with your colleagues.

I've also made preparations regarding your father's side. If he doesn't send you the money on time or tries to take advantage of you, just call Lin Yu. Lin Yu will know what to do.

There's nothing to delete or modify about these.

These are all important matters.

This letter ends here.

But Lu Yuan really wanted to add a sentence.

"If we hadn't met here, I wish we could have gotten to know each other again."

Writing this down will obviously leave Shang Qingya with some expectations.

This is not in line with Lu Yuan's original intention.

But people inevitably reveal their true feelings.

"never mind."

Lu Yuan sighed and, after much hesitation, gently crossed out the sentence.

In the end, only six words remained.

"Nice to meet you."

He lifted his buttocks and turned back to the resident's door.

I subconsciously checked to make sure nothing had fallen out of my pocket.

He only had two things left in his pocket: his cell phone and Shang Qingya's love letter.

He took one last look at the familiar door.

He then put the letter he had just revised back into the envelope and placed it back on the shoe rack.

Silence returned to the residents' door, with only the envelopes on the shoe rack remaining.

This is a farewell letter.

How can I interpret the word "love"? No matter how I try to write it, it doesn't feel right.