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*[Not sure if the other name for rape seeds is canola seeds??] The auntie very eloquently said “Oh”, I don’t know if the “oh” was for planting rape seeds or if the “oh” was for us being cla.s.smates. Then, after riding for a bit, the person in front said, “She was only asking have you finished school? Why did you say so much…’useless’ things?” Thinking about it, the ‘useless’ things became very meaningful now. “……” That was my first time blus.h.i.+ng. Wei Yu then laughed and muttered, “Planting rape seeds? You are so rape seed (talented).” *[油菜 rape seeds (you cai) sound like 有才 talented (you cai) so zhong you cai sounds like zhen you cai] Sometimes I feel like Wei Yu speaks very directly, sometimes I feel like he speaks too subtly. I have an email account that I registered for a very, very long time ago, so long ago that it was probably during high school. Later, after we graduated from high school I stopped using it and gradually forgot about it. Many years later, I needed an email to register for something and the two email addresses I usually use have already been registered. I thought for a long time before remembering the old email address. When I logged in, I saw that there were close to a hundred unread emails in that account, all from overseas. Xu Wei Yu had actually never asked about it, nor mentioned it before. I spent nearly a day’s time reading the close to a hundred emails and then saved each one. This person is so surprising* that he’s definitely reached the boundaries.
*[闷骚 men sao- someone who seems cold/dull/normal on the outside but is actually volatile/crazy on the inside.] Now, when I think back to the most fresh years of the past, although they were short, they were exceptionally touching. I remember we were young then, you loved chatting and I loved laughing. Once, we sat side by side under the peach tree, the wind was whistling, the birds were chirping and we somehow feel asleep. I remember we were young then, we didn’t understand feelings or love. We just walked around the Indus tree. The rustling sounds of rain falling on the treetop make us stupidly laugh at each other. I remember we were young then, we didn’t know about parting or gathering. There is a type of distance called far beyond reach, the wind where you’re at can’t reach me, we only know that in a year, Spring pa.s.ses and Autumn comes again.