Now I am thirty-four years old, almost half of my life has passed, and I have experienced more things than many people in a lifetime.
But in my past time, only you were the most real existence, and only you gave me the most real life and feeling.
You are so ordinary and unique, and it is because of your authenticity that you let me know that I am still alive and not a walking dead, a ruthless 'killer' who has lost his soul.
Yes, I am a killer. When I was an agent, I was cold and ruthless, as long as I killed people to complete my mission. After breaking away from my identity as an agent and becoming a businessman, I killed people without showing blood and ate people without spitting out their bones.
My life was cold and lonely. It was you who broke into my world and made me realize that I am still a human being and an ordinary person. It was you who made me realize that I can also have an ordinary life.[
You can get married and have children like everyone else, you can have a little quarrel with your wife occasionally, you can go home from get off work every day and have dinner with your family, you can have people you miss every day, you can be missed by people every day...
Anruo, you will never know how much your existence means to me and how much your existence has changed my life.
Because of you, I can experience people's joys and sorrows. And because of you, I am very grateful to God for letting me come into this world. I am also full of yearning and goals for life.
Anruo, you are the warmest and brightest sunshine in my life, but I accidentally fell into the darkness and lost my sunshine. Tell me, do I still have a chance to find my sunshine again?】
A question mark ended Tang Yuchen's third letter.
An Ruo stared at the last sentence and couldn't look away for a long time.
She couldn't explain what she felt in her heart, it was a bit bitter and a bit sad.
Having reached this point, she can no longer turn back if she wants to...
No matter how they try to restore their relationship, it's impossible.
On the morning of the fourth day, An Ruo went out and walked to the security guard. When the security guard saw her, he smiled and said before she could say anything: "Miss An, your letter is here again."
This was already the fourth letter. The first three letters had affected her mood, and she hesitated whether to read the fourth letter.
She really didn't know what else he would say. She was worried that after reading his letter, she would be even more confused and unable to calm down and reason.
When she chose to give up on him, she spent a lot of energy. Now that she had let him go, she really didn't want to pick him up again because she was worried that her remaining energy would not be enough to resist being hurt again.
Anruo didn't read this letter. She put it together with the previous three letters and continued to live the life she wanted.
For the next three days in a row, she received letters from Tang Yuchen every day. There were seven letters in total, but she only read three and ignored four.
An Ruo was determined not to read the letters he wrote, and she planned to burn all the letters she received when he stopped writing.
But that night, she had a nightmare. In her dream, she dreamed of the scene where Tang Yuchen was shot by a bullet more than two years ago.
Even though she knew it was a lie, she was still frightened to death in the dream. She woke up from the dream and sat in shock for a long time before she slowly calmed down.
It was already late at night outside. An Ruo turned on the desk lamp, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and then her eyes fell on the drawer of the bedside table.[
