Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

The content of the text messages, from the initial shyness to the explicitness in the middle, contained sweetness and emotion. Those beautiful memories leapt off the page, and as he read, he, a man like this, actually began to cry. It turned out they had talked about so many things before, even though they were just trivial matters of life, they still made his heart feel a sharp pain!

Looking at the messages later, he didn’t dare to turn the pages anymore; each line was full of hurt. The following forty pages were filled with his irritability and impatience, and the time stopped ten days ago with his last sentence — "You really make me sick, let’s break up, I don’t want to be with you anymore!"

Bastard!

Wubai cursed out loud, cursing himself: Wubai, you bastard!

Closing the notebook, he opened the second one, on the first page it was neatly written — Love Calendar!

This notebook recorded all the things that happened daily, bit by bit, details and nuances, clearly documenting what they were doing on a certain day of a certain year at a certain hour. It was very meticulous; this notebook had reached the last page, and another notebook was more than half full. The last piece of the love calendar also stopped at ten days ago.

Wubai didn’t dare to look anymore, quickly closed the box, held it in his hand, feeling it was extraordinarily heavy, weighing down on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

Returning to the hospital, he handed her the box, then pulled up a chair and sat beside her. Wubai was already ashamed to the point of utter humiliation.

He simply didn’t know what kind of gaze to use to look at her, and remained silent for a long time.

"Sorry, your box, I opened it at home and read it."

Little Ai hugged the box like it was a treasure, pressing it at the head of the bed, her eyes staring at him blankly.

Similarly silent.

Both of them felt extremely awkward, the atmosphere became very discordant, even the air seemed not to flow.

Little Ai slowly closed her eyes, not looking at him, but she intermittently opened her eyes, afraid he might suddenly disappear, confirming he was still by her side, then closed her eyes again, with her lips slightly curved, very content.

Wubai had no idea what she was content about. Seeing Little Ai like this made his heart ache so much.

"If you want to sleep, go ahead, I won’t leave, I’ll stay here with you."

Hearing this, Little Ai didn’t sleep, opened her eyes, and looked at him.

The two were speechless.

To break the silence, Wubai pointed at her box: "Such a treasure? There’s a lot of little bits and pieces inside, what are they? Tell me."

He pulled the box from beside her pillow; Little Ai resisted a bit, not wanting him to take it away, but eventually gave up the resistance.

Wubai opened the box, pointing at those tourist site tickets, plane tickets, movie tickets, concert tickets. "Keeping these things, do they have any special meaning?"

Little Ai’s eyes dimmed, pointing and saying: "These are tickets we bought when traveling together, this movie ticket we bought when we watched a movie together, it even has the specific date, that year, that day, that night, at that time, we watched that movie at that cinema. These can remind me of the happy things we did in the past. These... are all evidence of our love, how could it not have special meaning?"

So that’s how it is...

Wubai, asked by her, didn’t know how to respond. Indeed, they have a special meaning, but these little things, things that seem completely unnecessary to keep in the lives of others, she had preserved them all.

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