Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

Lin Qingxue held the paper without moving.

Until a gust of wind blew from behind.

She froze for a moment before coming to her senses.

When the hand loosened, the edge of the paper had been pierced by the fingernail.

Even the palms of his hands were marked with crescent-shaped lines.

She glanced back and saw the boss carrying out a typhoon fan, which he had just plugged in, with a freshly lit cigarette between his fingers.

The fan blades turned, bringing with them a whiff of smoke.

"It's hot outside, let's use a fan to cool off, and eat it while it's hot."

Lin Qingxue looked at the boss and suddenly asked.

"Boss, I'd like to ask, did this person also leave something for the other guy in the photo you just saw?"

Upon hearing this...

The boss was slightly taken aback, then a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

He put the cigarette in his mouth, took a drag, and then spoke.

"Of course there are."

"You kids are quite interesting. I used to run a shop in an urban village, and I never encountered anything like this before."

The boss exhaled a puff of smoke and pointed with the finger holding the cigarette at the note in Lin Qingxue's hand.

"To be precise, this thing isn't for you either."

"I joked with that classmate for a while, and she said that this was the last gift she would give to that boy."

He chuckled again as he spoke.

"But it depends on whether he can find it or whether he has the right fate."

"We booked a year because we felt the boy's grades were too poor and he didn't have many university options. We didn't know if he would consider repeating a year."

"If he repeats a grade, at least he can eat my family's rice noodle rolls all year round, no matter how late he gets up."

"This is the only copy for you."

These words were spoken.

Lin Qingxue remained silent for a long time.

She didn't ask Pan Shuqi what else she had left for that person.

She simply looked away silently, her eyes lowered, and refocused on the papers in her hand.

After a long while.

Lin Qingxue slowly uttered a sentence in a muffled voice.

"He didn't repeat a year; he didn't need to."

The boss, who was about to leave after finishing his conversation, paused.

His voice came from behind.

"That's great, I've basically gotten this money for free."

The sound faded away.

All that remained was the creaking sound of the fan spinning and the whooshing wind blowing through it.

Lin Qingxue slowly put away the torn piece of paper.

Only then did he pick up his chopsticks and take a bite of the still steaming rice noodle roll.

She parted her lips slightly and took a bite.

It tastes awful, not tasty at all.

Lin Qingxue ate with a blank expression.

Suddenly, she realized that this rice noodle roll shop was the breakfast that person craved most at school.

Lin Qingxue paused with her chopsticks, then picked up another bite and put it in her mouth.

The taste this time...

Okay.

She ate one bite after another.

They ate very slowly.

But the energy I had lost over the past few days seems to be gradually being replenished.

During this process.

Lin Qingxue kept replaying the scenes from her dreams over the past few days.

There are many things she hasn't remembered yet.

I don't know what exactly happened.

All I have are these fragmented memories.

She used to dream about those scenes from her university days that made her feel helpless yet happy.

She can't always be so greedy.

They only want the good and avoid facing the bad.

If it continues like this...

That person couldn't possibly be that angry.

But he could kill himself with a single blow.

After all, his attitude had indeed chilled that person's heart.

But she herself cannot.

Just like it said on that note.

If you accept your fate, then you'll have nothing left.

Life is so long.

Things can't always be good.

There will always be arguments, sulking, or facing setbacks and difficulties.

She needs to figure out why she has become like this.

In those dreams, I felt restless and angry in the office.

She also left home to go to the basement and sit in her car.

Although I was somewhat moved, I remained calm and hung up the phone with a steady hand.

Is it because of Ah Yan's disappearance?

Lin Qingxue lowered her eyes.

No.

She would only use this to punish herself.

It's unlikely that the children will be implicated.

Lin Qingxue stopped.

but...

It might have an impact on that person.

However, following one's own ideas will not cause any harm to that person.

Lin Qingxue was well aware of her consistent approach.

She would bury everything in her heart.

Silently punishing or tormenting oneself.

But... perhaps it's been too long?

Is the irritability and anger towards that person due to my long-term suppression of my feelings?

It doesn't really look like it.

The frustration and anger I felt in my dream seemed to be directed not only at that one person.

But emotions were also a major factor affecting him, making him feel irritable and annoyed by everything around him...

Lin Qingxue gently patted her forehead.

After stopping the thoughts that would make me anxious again.

He picked up his chopsticks again and continued eating the rice noodle rolls.

But her thoughts drifted away again.

This time, it wasn't those scenes that tugged at her heartstrings.

Instead...

What the boss just said.

What else did Pan Shuqi leave for that person?

Are they also sticky notes or slips of paper?

What will you write?

When she was lost in thought.

The pale, bloodless face seemed to gradually regain some color.

Even his originally dull and dejected eyes inexplicably exuded a wary hostility.

Lin Qingxue picked up the last piece of rice noodle roll and ate it.

She ate the entire plate clean.

She slowly stood up and walked towards the distance.

Until we reached the bus stop.

Lin Qingxue looked at the vehicles coming and going on the road ahead.

Her eyes were calm, and her voice returned to its usual cool and indifferent tone.

"have a finger in the pie."

Lin Qingxue said.

She slowly reached into her pocket and squeezed the still crumpled note.

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