Love Letters

On Saturday evening, He Miao sweated a lot after practicing, so he took a shower as soon as he came back.

She returned to her room and started doing her homework.

Because of the school sports meet, she fell behind in many courses due to the tight time and poor learning atmosphere and state.

Suddenly feeling hungry, she opened the refrigerator and looked around, but there was nothing.

The space that Xu Mobai had filled before was now empty.

There was no trace of their relationship.

He still had to rely on himself, so He Miao took the money and the garbage and went out.

living comfortably without anybody's help!

She went out, took out the trash, did some shopping…

When I came back, I found that Zhang Meili and He Dahai had returned at some point.

The door was not closed and he looked very anxious.

There was no light on in the house. In the dim light of the evening, the expressions of the two men were very heavy, as if water could drip from them.

"Let's sell the store."

He Dahai sighed and spoke quietly.

"what are you talking about?"

Zhang Meili's face changed slightly, and she looked at He Dahai with confusion and anger.

He Dahai smiled bitterly, "What can we do? Miaomiao is still in school, and we don't know when those people will come and make trouble."

There was worry flashing in his eyes, and he was now on edge every day, afraid that something like this would happen.

"We must pay back all the money as soon as possible."

"That is the He family's hard work and trademark over the years..."

Zhang Meili stared at He Dahai with complicated eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

"Go find Zhang Xiaojun and let him pay the money back himself."

She took a deep breath and said coldly: "Don't cover up for him at this time."

Hearing this, He Dahai did not say anything, trying to avoid the question with silence.

"When was the last time you saw him?"

He Dahai was silent for a while, then said calmly, "Three days ago."

I didn't expect that they were still in contact three days ago... Zhang Meili frowned slightly, "Then do you know where he went?"

"do not know."

He Dahai denied it almost immediately.

"Call the police and bring him back first."

Zhang Meili took out her phone and started dialing a number. "Whoever did it should take responsibility. He is not a child anymore. He can't keep pushing the responsibility onto others."

"No, those people will really take Xiaojun's life."

He Dahai snatched the phone away, his expression determined, "Wait a minute! We can still think of another way to sell it..."

"He Dahai!"

Zhang Meili suddenly interrupted him and her eyes instantly turned red.

"Do you want to destroy our entire family and Miaomiao because of him?"

Tears rolled down her cheeks and she sobbed softly, "We have no other choice."

It was the first time He Miao saw Zhang Meili cry, really the first time.

Whether in the past or now, Zhang Meili has always given her the impression of being strong and unwilling to admit defeat.

He Dahai was stunned for a moment, then hugged Zhang Meili with heartache.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

In the past few days, he has been thinking about one thing, that is, whether he can pay off all the debts he owes by selling all his savings and shops.

When he and Zhang Meili got married, they were both penniless and could really be said to have started from scratch.

Only by relying on the handed-down skills and continuous hard work, we have our current home.

He was not feeling well either, but things had already developed to this point and he could no longer regret it.

"Stop crying, okay? They are all our family, there is no reason to give up on any of them."

He Dahai pulled the person into his arms and said, "It's okay. I'll take care of it."

"How are you going to handle such a large sum of money?"

Zhang Meili pushed him away and questioned.

"Let's go back to the bedroom and talk."

He Dahai glanced at He Miao's shoes at the entrance, then looked towards He Miao's room, "Speak softly, Miao Miao may be studying or resting at this time."

"The children have had a hard time these days."

He took Zhang Meili to the bedroom and lowered his voice a lot.

"We are not all doing this for the children. Now she has changed a lot. She used to hate studying so much that she didn't even want to go to school."

"If you lose money, you can earn it back. The most important thing is that the family is happy together."

He Miao closed the door gently, so that they wouldn't notice that he had come back, nor that he had gone out.

When she reached the corridor entrance, she started running.

Because she was wearing slippers, she stumbled and almost fell, but she didn't stop and kept running.

My heart was pounding, and all I could hear in my ears and in my head was the sound of my own heartbeat.

My hands and feet began to tremble unconsciously.

The whole person seemed to be in a trance.

After running out, she began to stop, and then walked aimlessly again.

Walking and crying.

The autumn wind blows and the leaves fall.

The sanitation workers on the roadside are constantly competing with the wind, directly engaging in a battle for fallen leaves.

He Miao didn't have the mind to look at anything else.

Since they didn't want her to know, she would just pretend that she didn't know.

After being back for so long, it seems like nothing has changed, and it seems like nothing can be changed.

It was around this time before that she and Zhang Meili had a big fight.

Zhang Meili scolded her: useless, bad-mannered, and heartless...

He Miao hit back at her: She said she was blackmailing her morally, that she had never thought of becoming her child, and that she had never thought that being born into this world was a happy thing...

The two said a lot of hurtful things to each other.

After that, she started to stay away from home and school, and hang out in Internet cafes with Mao Min and her friends every day...

He Miao walked forward instinctively, in the same direction as the setting sun.

The night wind, carrying a salty and humid smell, blew against my face.

As I walked, I regained a lot of my rationality.

It was too dark and she couldn't see anything, so she could only walk forward in silence.

The faint moonlight sprinkled down, and the surroundings seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze.

"Why are you following me?"

It was a very familiar voice. She was startled, and then her heart started beating as if she was awakened from a dream.

After reacting, she said calmly: "Oh, then I'll change direction."

My eyes were blocked by mist and the way I came was blurred.

She blinked away the tears.

Then she wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, stubbornly refusing to utter a single cry.

Then he turned around and walked back, the same way he came.

My mind is still on the same things I was thinking before, and I can't tell whether I am happy or not at all.

"and many more!"

Someone grabbed her wrist. He Miao turned around and saw his worried look, so she explained in a low voice.

"I'll just go home the same way I came."

As she spoke, she tried to break free from him, but his grip was getting stronger and stronger.

For a long while, she didn't break free.

But she turned her body and began to cry quietly.

The boy behind her panicked and immediately let go of her. His voice softened and he asked her coaxingly, "Did I hurt you?"

She wanted to answer him, but her words and sentences were incoherent.