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Chapter 129, Section 064: A Letter Home (520 Extra Chapter) (On Leave)
"So I've closed your eyes for now,"

My expectations float in the darkness.

"A calm face reflected a riot of colors."

"It makes me feel so tender and loving~"

The alarm clock suddenly shattered Jin Ziyue's dream.

The girl's figure gradually blurred, and as her consciousness faded, she sank to the bottom of the lake.

Jin Ziyue took a deep breath and raised his hand to cover his half-closed eyes.

Here's a rented room in the 16th ward, on a bed.

All warmth has vanished; every awakening is torture.

A cool summer breeze blew through the window, causing the curtains to flutter gently.

Jin Ziyue hadn't allowed himself to sleep so soundly in a long time, and his biological clock still woke him up promptly at four in the morning.

Fu Xun wasn't there; the rented room was bare, with only a low table and plain white sheets on the bed.

He sat up and glanced at the time.

Today is the most special day in May.

The man glanced out the window; dawn had not yet broken, and the view outside was still filled with the rustling shadows of black trees.

Jin Ziyue lit the lamp, parted a corner of the carpet, pried open the brickwork, and took out the sandalwood box from the prepared packaging.

He carefully stroked it, wiping away the thin layer of dust, before opening the box.

Inside was a pile of letters of varying sizes.

He turned to a new page, went to the desk, picked up his pen, and then put it down again.

Under the eaves, the dim light from the indoor bulbs shone through the window, and one could vaguely see a man hunched over a table, taking a deep breath before slowly lifting his pen.

The light and shadow scattered and gradually blurred.

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Small talk omitted. (Qin)
This is the 453rd day since I left my hometown and traveled to the East, and it is also the 520th letter I have written to you.

Long time no see, I miss you dearly.

Recently, it's been raining occasionally on the streets of Sakyoto, so I took shelter in a nearby ramen shop. The owner is a kind-looking middle-aged man. Although his shop is small, his tonkotsu ramen is delicious, and the restaurant is always packed with customers. I'd like to learn how to make it sometime.

My classmate was very friendly and helped me correct many of my grammatical errors. I just paid my rent recently. My landlady is a kind old lady who always says I'm like her son who lives far away in Hokkaido. She takes great care of me; otherwise, I almost wouldn't have been able to pay this month's rent.

Don't worry, I get up early to study diligently, brew my traditional Chinese medicine at noon, and drink warm milk before bed every night. Don't worry about my stomach problems; occasionally when I cook, I add some ginger to my fried rice. Thanks to you, I'm not so averse to ginger anymore.

Also, sukiyaki is delicious. Although my current living expenses don't allow me to try it too much, I've been learning from my landlady for a week now, and I believe I'll be able to master it soon. Then, aside from your dietary restrictions, I'll make you an authentic Japanese meal.

I told you a while ago that I bought a tatami mat, do you remember? It's the one I bought while doing odd jobs. It seems to be in pretty bad shape lately. I can almost see my restaurant life, with all the overtime work, beckoning me.

Okay, I'll be honest, I secretly found a job at a moving company, but don't worry, it won't affect my classes or studies. Aside from meal times, the moving company's hours are relatively stable, so it won't put too much strain on my life.

I've been rambling on for so long, and I still don't know how you've been doing.

I wonder how the weather is where you are, how life is going, your health, and whether...

health.

Even though the letter clearly stated at the beginning that small talk would be omitted, I still couldn't help wanting to know about your life.

You probably got caught slacking off by the boss as usual, right? Don't worry, I don't mean to laugh at you.

Should I bring a boxed lunch for lunch? I recommend a teriyaki sauce rice bowl. Prepare the sauce in advance so it can last for several days.

Did you get dragged into working overtime after get off work? If not, I can only express my regret.

Speaking of which, judging by the timeline, your period should be arriving soon. Do you still have any mugwort in the apartment? If not, I can send you some; otherwise, I'll be the one who suffers every time you have aches and pains.

During this period, you are not allowed to eat ice, stay up late, drink strong tea, coffee, or alcohol, and take cold showers.

Otherwise, I'll kill myself.

……

Actually, I didn't intentionally write this number on the envelopes. It's just that when I miss you, I send one in the morning and one in the evening, and before I knew it, I was approaching the 500 mark.

So, coincidentally, the 520th letter has been prepared for you.

This morning on my way to school, I saw a junior high school boy loudly confessing his love to the girl he liked.

It's really touching; when we were his age, we were still bickering with each other. (laughs)
Also, back then, although you had a "keep away" attitude, you were adorably arrogant.

"Cute" here has no negative connotation; it simply means: my girl is the cutest person in the world. Even if some aloof girl is completely unaware of it.

Am I right.

No reply means you agree.

……

Please take good care of yourself. Don't catch a cold, don't get chilled, don't eat anything that might upset your stomach, and if you have a sensitive stomach, remember to eat on time.

If possible, it's best to gain some weight; being too thin isn't good.

There are many things I want to do with you.

I want to see you, even though you have no expression on your face, I'm secretly overjoyed.
I want to pinch your cheeks, and with that soft touch, turn your feigned anger into a smile;

I want to kiss you, but I'll sneak away while you're pretending to be calm.

I want to hold your hand and walk along the seaside promenade downstairs, wearing boots;
I want to drive with you, the kind that gets my license revoked.

It's been so long since I've seen your face. Do you still have long hair? Do you sometimes wear it in a ponytail and sometimes let it down?

Sorry, my landlady is nagging me again to conserve electricity.

When I'm far away from home, thinking about my girlfriend back in my hometown always gives me a sense of motivation.

May everything go smoothly for you. I wish you well and hope you won't worry.

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"The love you gave me~ love~ love."

"Waiting helplessly..."

The music broke Jin Ziyue's train of thought.

Every beat of the song felt like a heavy hammer blow to his heart, a dull, oppressive feeling that made it hard to breathe.

Jin Ziyue slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and managed to suppress his overwhelming thoughts, but he could no longer pick up his pen with ease.

Qin.

Qin.

Qin...

He clutched the left side of his shirt, kneading his flesh and clothes together until his knuckles turned white from the force, his face obscured as he leaned over the table.

As dawn breaks and dusk falls, all emotions within the cage overflow, and the bitterness in one's chest can no longer be suppressed.

He buried his head in his work for a long time, his mind foggy, before finally picking up his pen with trembling hands:
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Sorry, I couldn't sleep late and bothered you again. Although it's been more than two minutes, I still want to take back my previous boastful statement.

I miss you so much, and I love you so much.

Please also remember me in this life.

When the red spider lilies bloom, their crimson petals carried on the wind will convey my longing.

At the moment when night meets dawn, and as myriad rays of light burst forth, I long to see you, so beautiful yet unattainable, from among the clouds.

-

"So I'll close your eyes for now."

"It can slowly slip into my heart."

After finishing writing, Jin Ziyue carefully put away the envelope and placed his hand on the desk lamp.

"The love you gave me~ love~ love~"

"Sweet hurt~"

Everything returns to darkness.

This was prepared last year. Since we can't be showing affection right now, we can only express our longing for Fu Qin, both Jin and I, in this way. We hope to have a happy ending next May 520th. The song is Wu Bai's "Last Dance," a rather heartbreaking song.

The defense is next Tuesday, and normal updates will resume around that time.

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(End of this chapter)