"Xiao Song, look."

Luo You handed the card to Nan Song. Nan Song looked at the familiar fonts on it, and his heart felt as if he had been stabbed hard by a needle.

My twenty-sixth birthday gift...hasn't arrived yet.

She opened the gift box with cold fingers.

In the gift box, there was a pair of pearl earrings, which were very cute and exquisite. Even someone like Luo You, who never wears earrings, thought they looked very good.

There is a card in every other gift bag.

They wrote respectively——

A XX Mid-Autumn Festival gift for Xiao Song.Jin.

A Christmas gift for Xiao Song in XX.Jin.

A New Year’s Day gift for Xiao Song in XX.Jin.

A New Year’s gift for Xiao Song in XX.Jin.

...

Inside the bag, there are jewelry, clothes, toys, books, anything imaginable or unexpected.

Luo You stared at the various gifts piled up in the cloakroom and on the hangers, "Old Yu, I have prepared gifts for you for every festival in the next three years."

Nan Song was unable to stand upright and squatted down next to a huge brown bear, with a wry smile on his face.

"Tell me, did he do it on purpose?"

Because she has prepared gifts for him every festival in the past three years, so will he return them all as she was before?

Then why, it was him who had made her sad in the past three years;

Now, it was him who made her sad.

Why didn't he let her go?

Why don't you let her go?

Nan Song put his hand on his forehead and shed tears silently.

Everyone longs for the first love that lasts a lifetime, and everyone longs for an unforgettable love.

However, it shouldn't be this way.

She would rather that Yu Jinwen is still alive and well, and that they continue to go like this until one day, both of them are tired, and at the end of their fate, they are willing to let each other go so that they can get together and part ways.

Isn't that bad?

Why did he have to disappear from her life in such a tragic way?

He left her with a memory that she will never forget.

Is this his purpose?

*

When walking out of Splendid Washington, Nan Song suffered from hypoglycemia, his head was dizzy, and there was a brief blank.

A face that was shockingly white.

Luo You quickly half-supported her to a restaurant at the entrance of the community, asked the waiter for candy, peeled off the candy wrapper and fed it into Nan Song's mouth.

Sweet yet sour, the plum candy diluted the slight bitterness in the mouth and made Nan Song's expression calm down a bit.

It was almost time for dinner, so Luo ordered a few appetizing dishes.

Nan Song has never had much appetite.
Chapter completed!