Saving The Villain Boy - Chapitre 45 (FINIR)

At the end of summer, Yan Qiwei received a special gift.

It was a simple and compact dark black leather packaging box, which was placed in front of her house by an unknown person, with seven letters neatly placed inside.

Each credit cowhide envelope is individually packaged. Viewed from top to bottom, the cover says the year from 2014 à 2019 à son tour, except for the bottom one without any logo.

An unformed conjecture was slowly sketched in the bottom of her heart. She sat on the sofa and carefully opened the first letter from 2014.

The letter paper stretched out, and the handwriting that came into view was as beautiful as a bamboo joint. Yan Qiwei easily recognized the owner of the handwriting, and a smile grew from the corner of her mouth.

Vivi:

Bonjour.

We found the letter you left me in the relics. At the end of the letter, if you leave by accident one day, we will definitely meet again in the future.

After thinking about going there for a long time, I decided to write to you and talk about my life experience. De cette façon, if we can really meet again after many years, you will not be too surprised by my changes.

After that incident, my adoptive father was arrested and brought to justice. When the adoptive mother was found dead, I was placed in a nursing home because of the illness.

Ne t'inquiète pas, the condition is not serious. I eat, drink and have fun every day, which is equivalent to spending a leisurely vacation in my high school year.

The people in the nursing home are very interesting. I told them about you. Everyone praised you as a kind and beautiful girl like an angel. If you can hear those words, you will be very happy.

Only they are willing to believe in the promise of “reunion in many years”, and will not tell me in a coaxing tone like doctors and parents do. It’s just a joke you left behind inadvertently.

You will be back, droite?

…

The letter contains a lot of content, and three full pages are written eloquently.

Yan Qiwei thought while watching that he was clearly lying.

From Chen Jiayi’s mouth, she vaguely learned about Liang Xiao’s experience in the nursing home. It was a period of darkness that was repressed like a nightmare. The teenager was tortured by illness and demons. Every time he got sick, he would crack the wounds left by the brutal beating on his body and attack the medical staff unconsciously, covered in blood.

He even developed a serious suicidal tendency. Chen Jiayi could only tell him over and over again: “Think about Weiwei, she definitely doesn’t want you to give up your life easily.”

For Liang Xiao, Liang Wei is always the most effective and only bargaining chip.

The rest of the content talked about a lot of leisurely and comfortable daily life, and there was not even a gloomy word describing the real experience. The more calm he said, the more distressed Yan Qiwei saw it.

——At that time, Liang Xiao was in a trance state every day and night, like a ferocious beast in a cage, but even in that situation, he did not forget to fabricate her illusory but beautiful past.

Just because I don’t want to make my beloved girl feel sad for herself.

She took a breath and opened the second seal.

Vivi:

Bonjour.

After the college entrance examination, Guo Mengmeng and I both entered the Imperial Capital University to study finance and law respectively. Zheng Zeyu performed exceptionally well and was admitted to the Department of Economics and Management of the Imperial University of Finance and Economics.

To tell you the truth, I am still accumulating Monopoly scores. It has really helped me a lot. Every time I have burnout or laziness, I always think of it and also of you.

The school scenery is very good. There is a bell tower left over from the Republic of China on the top of the mountain. It is a retro Western-style building. When you climb to the top, you can see the dappled sunlight that penetrates the blinds, and sometimes one or two lost birds fly in. I will love it.

Weiwei, comme tu l'as dit, there are many beautiful things in the world, which are enough to support the survival of individual human beings.

But whenever I see them, I can’t help but think that it should be two people who appreciate this beauty at this time, and they are by no means the only one.

…

How would he know that she loves the clock tower the most among all the school buildings.

Yan Qiwei twisted the pages lightly, remembering when she ran into Liang Xiao there one day.

At that time he was sitting on the stone bench in front of the clock tower and reading, while she and her friends were hiding on the top floor. Yan Qiwei didn’t dare to come forward to strike up a conversation, so she could only lie on the window and secretly look down. She seemed to be aware of it, and the other party looked up slightly.

She was so frightened that she reflexed back and banged her head on the big clock.

The secret prying turned into a loud noise that turned into a “boom”, which alarmed the birds in the back mountain, and it could not be more obvious that her plan was wrong. Yan Qiwei wanted to cry without tears, but fortunately Liang Xiao did not delve into it.

She continued to look down, and the handwriting on the letter paper gradually changed from delicate and soft to vigorous and powerful. The content was mostly about Liang Xiao and other deceased’s recent status, and how he missed her.

Before she knew it, Yan Qiwei saw the one from 2018.

That was the year before she met Liang Xiao.

Vivi:

Bonjour.

I have often dreamed of you recently and smiled at me while standing on a ramp filled with spring mist.

I rushed forward to hold you in my arms, but when you were about to be touched by your fingertips, you suddenly disappeared, as if it also turned into a cloud of illusory mist.

In every dream since then, I have only dared to stand in the distance and stare at your figure. Even such memories can make me happy.

I really want to see you again.

Mom asked if I was still writing to you, and sighed with red eyes after getting the affirmative answer. She said that I should walk out of that memory and not be bound to the future by the past.

That so-called promise of reunion is just an unintentional talk of yours. There can be no miracle of resurrection in the world. I understand all the truths.

I understand from start to finish, but you are–

You are beyond the truth, a unique existence.

That little hope and fanciful fantasy are the only driving force that supports me to move forward. If I don’t even have that little hope, I don’t know what reason I should use to survive.

——If there were no words left by you, I would not have chosen to go for nothing since five years ago.

Désolé, Weiwei, said something very strange.

Tell me some happy things.

…

His writing has always been mild and clear. This is the first time Liang Xiao expressed his heart in the letter so unabashedly, Yan Qiwei’s eyes blushed.

That was five years.

He struggled with self-blame and sorrow for five years, and never got out of the torment of the shadows of the old days.

But in order to meet her again, even if there is little hope, Liang Xiao still chooses to accept this painful life, relying on a hard-to-achieve wish to support.

She knew that Liang Xiao loved her, but she never realized that for the inferiority and lonely teenager, the little girl who was always by his side was the only and all of life.

The sixth letter says 2019. When writing this letter, Liang Xiao already knew her identity.

I don’t know when the heartbeat speeds up quietly, Yan Qiwei’s fingertips trembled, and she gently opened the letter.

Vivi:

Bonjour.

How fortunate to be able to meet you again.

I used to be incompatible with everything around me—you know, I was wounded, introverted and cowardly, I couldn’t do anything well, and I always caused you trouble.

Weiwei, don’t laugh. When you are willing to approach me, I am flattered and frightened, and my heartbeat is almost exploding.

I am always happy when I am with you.

After class, I will listen to you patiently explain the math finale, watch your hamster-like cheeks after eating the puffs, sit on the sofa in a daze on weekends, and even go home side by side while looking up at the misty moon in the sky. Consciously raised the corners of his mouth.

Speaking of this topic, En réalité, I would do the finale of the second year of high school, pretending not to understand, I would ask you, just want to talk to you more.

je ne sais pas quand, I will always follow your figure subconsciously, and after clarifying my own mind, I choose to hide it in my heart silently.

Because of identity, timidity and other countless factors, the most important reason is that I am afraid you will stay away in disgust when you know it.

je n'y crois pas, nor can I believe you will like me

Weiwei, you are the moon I stare at in the abyss.

This year has been like Nan Ke Yimeng-to be precise, being with you is something that never happened in a dream.

But people are always greedy and never satisfied. After tasting some sweetness, they can’t control themselves and want to grab more.

So Vivi, I want to hold your present tightly.

I also want to embrace the rest of your life.

It’s more like a love letter than a letter.

Yan Qiwei thought, she must be blushing now, otherwise there would be no heat gushing from the roots of her ears, making her consciousness groggy.

“Yusheng” means…

She put her hands on her chest and waited until the fierce heartbeat finally calmed down before slowly opening the last envelope.

There is also a letter inside.

She wrote to Liang Xiao.

Au début, Yan Qiwei knew that her death was approaching. In order to prevent Liang Xiao from being too sad and self-blaming, she wrote a few paragraphs, put them in an envelope, and kept them in the middle drawer of the desk.

Liang Xiao:

Bonjour, midi, afternoon and evening.

You must be surprised at the reason why I left this letter. I can’t figure it out myself. It probably comes from a flash of light under the influence of the sixth sense.

You are really a very, very gentle and powerful person, and it is a pleasure to meet you-this is what I want to say to you most.

The time with you is very pleasant, but if, je veux dire, si, one day I leave by accident, please believe that after many years, nous nous reverrons.

There are so many beautiful things in the world, and they are all enough to be the reason for survival-the flowers of a tree in front of the courtyard, the soft clouds floating in the air like cotton candy, the one in front of the school is full of fragrance and noise In the snack street, there are all kinds of people coming and going.

Liang Xiao, even without me by my side, I hope you can learn to love life and live with hope.

À ce moment-là, I will definitely appear by your side in the distant future.

The content of the letterhead should have ended here, but another sentence was added with a black pen on the next line at the end.

–“Got you.”

The vigorous and handsome fonts are powerful, and every word hits the tip of her heart.

As if feeling something in her heart, Yan Qiwei walked to the door with her hung heart in her arms, and took a deep breath to turn the doorknob.

At the same time as the oncoming wind and sunlight broke into the line of sight, there was also a very familiar face.

Liang Xiao’s eyebrows were smiling, and when she lowered her eyelashes to stare at her, the strands of golden crumbs were gently shaken off, and fell into the soft light of the water under her eyes.

It was only then that Yan Qiwei realized with hindsight that today was September 1st, and it was time for Liang Xiao to rescue her from the water ashore.

In the inverted time and space and identity, it is the origin of all cause and effect, and now it will become the end of the dust.

He quietly stared at the girl with red eyes in front of him, and reached out his hand to wipe away the tears bursting out of her, who then sobbed into his arms.

Liang Xiao wore a thin white shirt. When the palms covered his back, he could clearly feel the hot temperature through the cloth, which was more scorching than the summer air.

Il n'a pas parlé, but slowly stroked her soft and fluffy black hair, moving as softly as if he were dealing with a fragile treasure.

When the crying stopped, Yan Qiwei choked up and said, “Liang Xiao, when will we get married?”

This sudden question was taken by surprise, Liang Xiao frowned in distress and smiled softly.

His voice was gentle and messed up, with a sigh, it turned into spring water and dripped into his eardrums: “Vivi, I haven’t proposed to you yet.”

“je, I’m asking you to marry me right now!” She stared at the red peachy eyes, “Don’t you…”

Suddenly a white flash of light flashed in front of him.

Yan Qiwei was so dizzy by the remaining summer air that she was stunned for three seconds before she realized that this is a diamond ring.

She opened her mouth slightly, but when she looked at Liang Xiao, she couldn’t make any sound. She could only watch him half-kneeling on the ground, raising her clear black eyes: “Will you marry me?”

wait wait wait. He never told her–

It’s one thing to say that with a hot head.

It is quite another matter to be seriously proposed with a diamond ring.

The annoying heat penetrated into the brain, staining the blood and nerves hot.

Yan Qiwei’s tongue knotted, and the villain in her heart got on the rotating rocket and flew into outer space. She was stunned for an instant, and then remembered to stretch out her right hand and say the three words in a pretentiously calm but still slightly trembling voice: “Je fais.”

The ring slowly slid in with an unreal sense of reality, followed by a kiss that was soft as a feather.

——Liang Xiao slowly leaned over, her lips falling on her warm fingertips, leaving ripples in her heart like a dragonfly.

Comme un rêve, Yan Qiwei thought.

At the beginning of everything, she once thought that this was a unilateral chase without an end, and never thought that Liang Xiao could violate her established destiny and choose another path that runs counter to it.

Even though fate is a heavy yoke, someone will always smash it away because of a certain fetter.

And those who are looking after each other will eventually meet again, on the road of walking alone and forward.

【END】

L'auteur a quelque chose à dire: Ah, I’m over! ! Thank you ladies and sisters for your company!

There are about two or three articles in the fan, respectivement, which are the years after the death of Happy Satang and Weiwei (I know you want to watch it, and I can’t help Qilin Arm to write eh hehe. Devil’s carnival.)