Chapter 114

Sitting on the seat, I can't calm myself. Zhang Yuan doesn't know what's wrong with him. In his heart, there is always a voice telling him that these e-mails were sent only yesterday. Whether it's because of etiquette, responsibility or obligation, he has to reply.

But reason told him that these people no longer exist and there is no need to reply.

Even if they reply, they won't get it.

Even he has not been an authority on turbulence for a long time. In 183 years, human beings have explored this method very clearly, and there may be new theories, and they do not need his guidance.

"What's the point?"

He sighed again, trying to liberate himself from these complicated scientific research documents.

It's not necessary. It's really not necessary.

The next letter is no longer a scientific research letter, but the good news that ye Qingqing, her aunt's daughter, was admitted to university.

Due to the fact that she doesn't work hard at ordinary times and the college entrance examination results are not good, the university she was admitted to is just a local university, which is quite ordinary.

However, for a girl who has just entered adulthood, it is also a key step towards her future life.

It also sent a picture of Ye Qingqing's smiling face, holding an admission notice in her hand, showing off quite a bit.

"Cousin, I was admitted to college. Ha ha, finally can have a happy summer vacation, no make-up lessons, no parents nagging, so cool, so happy! In the future, there will be a cool boyfriend waiting for me in the university campus. I'll show you when I find it. "

Ye Qingqing's voice goes through time and space to reach Zhang Yuan's eardrum.

"Congratulations Zhang Yuan typed a few words on the computer.

Then, after considering it in silence, it was deleted.

I remember his last summer on earth. It seemed very hot. I also recalled the scene of repairing the radio at Ye Qingqing's home

This silly girl doesn't like to study, but her major is very good. I don't think she will be unemployed after graduation.

The next email is a wedding photo from Wang Lili.

"Mr. Zhang, when I was taking care of my children at home today, I suddenly thought of you. Time flies. It's four years since you left. A lot has happened over the years, and in the end, er I married a local tyrant. It's a pity that you can't drink the wedding wine, eh. "

"I'll send you a picture of my wedding."

"I'll send you another picture of my baby! Is it cute? "

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"haha, I'm married, and my children are so old, so there's no hope to pursue me!"

"Oh, by the way, now you're hibernating Suddenly think of you, come to comfort. I don't know when you will wake up and see my message? No At that time, I was old and dead, right

"The deep space foundation is really stingy. It costs ten yuan to send an email."

"No other meaning. Good luck."

"Happy life!"

Zhang lowered his head, and his eyes were a little blurred.

Life is so dramatic. Wang Lili's schoolsister abandoned her dog licking boyfriend and married a local tyrant

It took a long time to order the next one.

He felt that he was reading the life of all his friends From the days after he left, all the way to death.

Time is like a videotape, fast forward.

Man is really a fragile creature. How can he All of a sudden?

There is no doubt that as time goes by, he is recalled less and less.

At the beginning, there were many letters from all kinds of friends. Later, there was only one in three or five years. Later, in thirty or fifty years, one letter.

Man is a forgetful creature, not only the whole world forgets him, but also all his relatives and friends. Ye Qingqing said she would show him her boyfriend, but in the end she didn't send it.

Professor Wang Zhong died at the age of 147. This letter was sent to him by his elder martial sister Xu Yunjing.

147 years old, at that time, it was a relatively high life expectancy.

But as for Zhang Yuan, he just had a video yesterday, said goodbye, and died today.

He still remembers Professor Wang Zhong's last words Everything on earth is not worth remembering. Let's see the world after three thousand years

I don't know how to describe this feeling It's not real, but it's real. The pain of parting scattered over the past few decades needs to be borne in one day.

Zhang Yuan seems to be numb. He feels like he is enjoying a TV series which is not so wonderful.

At last, there was only one letter in the mailbox.

And the span is particularly huge, and the penultimate letter, separated by a full 40 years.

As if no breathing, Zhang Yuan Leng for a long time, just try to open it."Hello, Mr. Zhang Yuan."

"Before I knew it, I had become an old woman over 100 years old. You must still be young when you are still hibernating. It's really an enviable thing. "

"Today, I was sitting in the shade of a tree drinking afternoon tea with my cat in my arms. Somehow, I suddenly thought of you. Memory is too long, I found that I can't remember your face, even the name is a little fuzzy

"But I still remember that wonderful and strange night..."

"Ha, you are so cute!"

"I quickly took out my mobile phone and logged on to my long lost social account."

"I found our group photo, long lost memories poured in, unconsciously, produced a subtle touch."

"At that time, I was really beautiful, white and beautiful, but you were also very handsome!"

"I was thinking, if I had been more active, would you have stayed? Perhaps, what a pity! But more likely, you won't stay. "

"When I'm old, I like to think about things like this. I want to make up for the regret of my youth."

"Up to now, I still like you. Deep space colonization. What a cool thing. But I'm an old woman! Can the old lady have a second spring? Of course not. I can't catch up with you light years away

"I won't show you what I look like now. I still like the appearance when I was young. Everyone likes to be beautiful and young. "

"But time is a sailing boat going down the river. In the change of time, it is no longer simple, and there is no way to push it over and over again. By the way, I'm already a best-selling novelist. Isn't that surprising? "

"Originally agreed not to contact, but I really can't stand it! Maybe it's because I'm old and I don't have many years to live There are always many things on my mind that I want to tell you. I feel that you are my best friend all my life. It seems that you can always understand me, but I don't know how to say it. "

"Life is too long. There are enough stories I don't know what the significance of these stories is if they are accompanied by my disappearance. "

"Forget it, forget it."

"You should know who I am."

"Good luck."

The mailbox is empty, and there are no unread files any more.

Even if we have made sufficient psychological preparation in advance, we still feel so heavy when the fact really comes.

So heavy!

Zhang Yuan turned off the computer, lying on the desk, buried in tears, tears drop by drop on the desktop.

The room was dark and the lights were not on.