Yang Zimei sat in front of the mirror, trying to see clearly the dead soul hiding in her body.
It's a pity that she can't see anything, she can only see herself now.
In the mirror, she had jet-black hair, a delicate and calm face, and fair skin. However, under such a shell, she could not clearly see her soul, whether it was in the past or present.
She picked up the wooden comb on the table and combed it a few times out of boredom.
The phone rang, and when I glanced over, I saw it was a call from Long Zhutian.
She felt happy and hurriedly answered the call.
"Meimei——"
Long Zhutian's slightly hoarse and magnetic voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Zhutian, where are you now?" Yang Zimei asked excitedly.
"Beside Lake Baikal in Mobei." Long Zhutian took a deep breath and said, "It's beautiful here. I really want to live here with you forever."
Baikal?
Yang Zimei saw an introduction to this lake in a geography book.
Lake Baikal is the largest and deepest freshwater lake on earth. It is located in the Irkutsk Oblast and the Republic of Buryatia in southern Siberia, Russia. It is only 111 kilometers away from the border with Mongolia. It is the birthplace of many ethnic groups in East Asia.
Known as the "Blue Eyes of Siberia".
The lake shape is long, narrow and curved, like a crescent moon, so it is also known as the "Moon Lake".
When she was reading that day, when she saw the beautiful name Moon Lake, she couldn't help but think of Feifei and yearn for it.
She imagined riding a white horse with Long Zhutian and walking hand in hand by the lake. What a touching and romantic scene that would be?
"Meimei, what are you thinking about?" Long Zhutian asked worriedly when he saw her silence.
"I'm not thinking about anything, I'm just imagining the beauty of Moon Lake."
"I'll bring you here with me during the summer vacation." Long Zhutian's voice was full of gentle magnetism, "We rode horses on the grassland together, walked by the lake together, and lay together at night watching the stars and the moon. Sister, the sky here is particularly blue.
, the stars are also very clear, just like your eyes. When I see them, I think of you."
Haha, Yang Zimei didn't expect that Long Zhutian, who looked cool and cool, would also say such lyrical words, which made her heart move softly and the soft light in her eyes ripple.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" Yang Zimei asked.
"I haven't found it yet, but I have recovered some memories piecemeal." Long Zhutian replied.
"Remember what?"
"I remember my mother's appearance -" Long Zhutian's tone changed slightly, with a certain sadness, "but I also remember that she abandoned me and disappeared."
Yang Zimei recalled Zhuge Yue's words and comforted him: "Maybe it's not that she abandoned you, but that she had no choice but to do so."
"No."
Long Zhutian's tone was a bit paranoid, "When I remember her, she was quite indifferent to me. She never wanted to hug me, as if I was a strange child."
Hearing his words, Yang Zimei's heart ached again.
A person can lack anything but the love of his parents.
He has never met his father and doesn't know who he is. His mother is by his side, but she is so indifferent to him and even disappeared when he was young.
How much harm would this cause to him?
"Do you...remember other memories?" Yang Zimei asked nervously, worried that he would remember the cruelty of his grandfather's family being brutally murdered overnight.
"No more." Long Zhutian looked at the pure blue and clear lake, "I hope that I only have you in my memory."
Hearing this, even though Yang Zimei didn't see him, he could roughly guess how disappointed and hurt his eyes were at this moment.
"Well, it doesn't matter even if it's not just me in the memory, because the memories between us will be good in the future." Yang Zimei said softly.
"Meimei, thank you." Long Zhutian's voice was somewhat affectionate.
The hearts of the two people, thousands of miles apart, collided firmly together through sound waves...