Chapter 2 the second part

The second part: Chapter 7: Love that suppresses desire and rises first There are swirling leaves falling. The body in the dream has no weight.Being directly passed by the light seems to expose the course of every blood vessel.The soul is slack, as if it can be blown away by rubbing.How can I remind myself that this is a dream.The sun dissolves in the water, and the last piece of wreck that has not yet melted is golden yellow, sinking and floating not far away.As warm as real. How can I remind myself that this is a dream. When I woke up, the moment the car arrived at the station and was about to start again, the door was closed.Ning Yao quickly grabbed her schoolbag and jumped up, shouting "There are still people, there are still people who want to get off!" The conductor looked at her dissatisfiedly, "If you want to get off the bus, get up early, oh, come on."The eyes of the passengers turned to him, Ning Yao blushed.

I didn't mean to sit down for a while longer on purpose.What are you doing? ! The mood is broken a little.Continue until the next remedial class.Teacher Zhang sat in the living room with three students to study math, while his wife was cooking in the kitchen.Although the door here is closed, the smell still sneaks in.Can distinguish the taste of chilli and curry.Ning Yao thought more than once how many peppers and potatoes were bought with our tuition fees.Thinking about it was boring and philistine, but I was still depressed——Mom and Dad, I’m sorry, I gave the teacher all the money you planned to buy the house to buy potatoes.

Often at this time, Ning Yao envied Wang Ziyang's excellent grades from the bottom of his heart.Especially mathematics, it is simply an astronomical number that Ning Yao can't catch up with bare feet. I have no specialties.In fact, I have silently thought many times in my heart, "I seem to be quite keen on music". The evidence for saying this is just that I can accurately hit the beat of a certain popular song, which is purely wishful comfort.It seems that everyone thinks of himself as a little bit more remarkable, even though he walked into the sea of ​​people and couldn't find it everywhere.After all, what you say about yourself doesn't count.

distracted.Most of the questions about inverse functions were missed. The girls sitting on the other two sides of the small square table moved their pens like flying.Only Ning Yao stopped at a meaningless "=" in a daze.Inverse function, do not understand.I just remember that someone in the class artistically called this term "love that runs counter to the opposite direction", and what about the sine function, "love that suppresses desire and rises first".laugh.It's really crazy. I became more and more cranky. Ning Yao knew that the teacher on the other side of the table must be staring at him, so he didn't dare to look up, so he just scribbled like this—"At least what I wrote, the teacher can't see it"... Wait until he is concentrated.See the two words written behind "=". "Chen Mi".

Slightly dazed.Then, as if afraid of something, the four words were crossed out heavily. My heart is broken. Mess. In fact, since the last time I met Xie Junrui at the noodle shop, I haven't met him again.Well, it refers to that friend who never met Xie Junrui again, the boy named Chen Mi.quiet quiet.Although the four of them ate noodles and chatted together at the table, Ning Yao never had a few words with him.At first, I was a little worried that the other party would unintentionally talk about the experience of the two in the corridor, which would definitely attract Prince Yang Hao to question him, but the boy didn't say anything.

Ning Yao didn't want to recall that day. That day she held the noodle bowl and turned the chipped bowl outward.Ceramic heats up.The tangy flavor of the cilantro skyrocketed.Go down with one chopstick.Hearing Wang Ziyang's warm greeting to Xie Junrui, it was nothing like a conversation between strangers.The noodles are very hot, and the tongue is burning hot and painful.Then the topic started from girls turning to boys.Chen Mi answered every sentence.When Wang Ziyang asked himself in a ignorant tone, "How do you write the quiet Mi?", Ning Yao saw the softened facial lines of the boy from the corner of his vision.

is laughing. Then he turned his chopsticks around and used the other end to write on the table.Ning Yao put down the bowl and stretched his neck secretly. point.vertical.fold.Other than the fingers, there is almost no range of motion.The portrait is still.The sunlight flowed through his upper body, and then caught in the folds of his clothes.The surrounding air is filled with fine dust and the smell of noodles, as well as very, very small vibrations.It was the indiscriminate vibration felt close to his elbow. The wooden chopsticks collide with the wooden tabletop.With the faint sound of "duk tuk" when writing each stroke, it sank to the depths.

Twelve strokes of the character "静". It was already late when I arrived home after the remedial classes.Due to the traffic jam, the time is difficult to grasp.So the parents didn't wait for Ning Yao to have dinner together. "Do you understand everything in today's class?" Mom asked while serving the soup. "...I understand, I understand. Don't ask, I'm so annoying." "You kid, what are you—" the phone rang and interrupted. Toe also knew it was Wang Ziyang. Part Two: Section 8: Things Not Considered "Value" Ning Yao once counted silently.What can the two of them talk about every day.Where do the conversations between girls come from?Why can day after day.But even jotting down those topics—it's over.What class is there tomorrow?What were you doing just now.Are you going out to play this week?When it is written down, each item is just like insignificant raindrops, meaninglessly spreading on the glass.

But the world is magnified with countless circular details behind such glass. Maybe the phone is one thing that shouldn't be considered in terms of "value".The only point is that time is wasted by the two of them together. "Just came back?" "Yeah. Still eating." "Me and Xie Yurui." "...Huh? What are you doing?" "Come out on Sunday, are you free?" "No time." "Come on, you don't have to make up lessons on Sunday morning." Wang Ziyang was confident. "I'm not going!" "I'll give you Sister Xie's phone number too. Go talk to her yourself~"

"You have her number?" "Yeah, it's coming that day." The receiver of the microphone was surprised, "You didn't? Didn't you know her?" "Who said you have to chat if you know each other?!" "What's going on~ Do you want it?" "don't want." Before Ning Yao could respond, an eight-digit number was reported.Ning Yao was anxious, but instead wrote it all down.I quickly turned my head to the microphone to look for a pen, but I couldn't find any paper, so I just wrote it down in my hand.Slanted, a "3" is written like a "Z".

Z=? The wood grain on the table is blurred when it is close to the eyes, and my hands seem to be far away.Eight digits in blue.Slightly smudged on the palm lines. Bend your thumb and pick it little by little.Soon the palm of the hand was red.The thumb is clumsy and can only draw at one angle.Except for the last one.Everything else remains the same.But it doesn't matter.It hurts to pick.it doesn't matter- She is Miss Xie—— Already made an appointment on the phone—— Don't you have her number? Ning Yao jumped up.Rush to the bathroom to wash your hands. I will not go. Do whatever you like. It is very difficult to deceive Prince Yang.She knows almost everything about her activities like the back of her hand.When Ning Yao made the excuse that "something happened on Sunday morning", she had to repeat "something at home" and "my dad's side" under her repeated questioning, the lie was almost exposed.But Ning Yao was determined, and finally refused.Wang Ziyang shrugged his shoulders, and let it go: "Then I will go with Sister Xie and Chen Mi." Ning Yao suddenly looked at her in surprise. "what?" "What are you doing? You have such a strange expression." "There are... and boys?" Can't show it, "The one last time, called, what is it..." "Chen Mi, Chen Mi." Wang Ziyang shook his head and smiled, "Ning Yao, you are really forgetful." "Well..." Actually, he is not forgetful at all, "Why did he go too? He is not familiar..." "Chen Mi works part-time in an amusement park and can get free tickets. That's why I have the opportunity to play." "Really." Ning Yao showed a very embarrassed look, "... Speaking of playgrounds, I haven't been there yet." Wang Ziyang accepted the words obediently: "That's right! So let's go together!" Hearing that she picked up the thread that had almost been cut off, Ning Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and said hesitantly, "Well, then I'll try to see it." The lighter in the coat pocket was beating like a small heart. playground. It is said to be the tallest Ferris wheel in Asia.Although it is newly built, its reputation is still small.But every time Ning Yao passed the elevated road by car, he could see its appearance from far away.In the tall buildings all around, there is an existence with a huge sense of disobedience.The lights that were lit after the inauguration ceremony were no longer open after a few months.So it disappeared again at night, and the towering structure with thin corners could be seen clearly only when it was close. Net up.There was no escape from the darkness. "Haven't you sat down?" "not yet……" "It's okay this time." The boy said.Ning Yao blushed for a moment. "That... thank you last time." "what?" He took out a lighter from his pocket: "This..." "Ah?... You don't have to return mine." Chen Mi looked surprised, and he seemed to reach out to take it off while hesitating.The girl suddenly clenched her palm and retracted it.Both of them were taken aback by this. "...That..." Ning Yao was embarrassed and didn't know how to explain the misunderstanding before, "I have used the lighter too, so I am sorry to return it to you... Anyway, thank you very much this time." "You're too polite." Seeing Xie Yurui waving at him, the boy turned and walked away with a smile. Part Two: Section 9: Being Netted by "Samsara" "What were you talking about just now?" Wang Ziyang approached after buying drinks.Ning Yao took it. "Thank you for the invitation." "Hehe. I've been here before, but I won't get tired of sitting on this Ferris wheel for a few more times. It's just that the sun is too hot. Ning Yao, let's sit together. You can see my house. I will show you when the time comes." ." Ning Yao took a sip silently.Take another sip.Hiccup, carbon dioxide rushes to the nose. When he followed Wang Ziyang into the pod, he finally knew that he had no countermeasures for his unwillingness.Wang Ziyang turned to Xie Yurui and Chen Mi with a smile and said, "Then we will go first", and Ning Yao also smiled at them in agreement.Xie Yurui pointed to the next pod, "We are right below you." We are right below you. After a small shock, leave the ground.Ning Yao turned sideways and watched as the boy who fell below followed the girl and stepped into the subsequent pod.He sits with his back to him.Only the head and a small half of the shoulder line are exposed under the glass top. The pod is raised.The angle of up and down changes continuously with the arc. His figure is getting smaller and smaller.Submerged in the sun and the dust of the glass cover.Finally, between the switching angles, it is completely invisible. Ning Yao felt pinned by something in this narrow space and couldn't move.Breathing is closed at one meter.The whole world becomes wider and wider as it turns. Put your sights into the distance, and you can actually look straight to the sky.The height of the Ferris wheel is more magnificent than she imagined.The farthest hazy sky is pale to white, and then takes over the hazy fog.Wang Ziyang pointed to a certain direction on the ground and pulled Ning Yao to look at her home.Ning Yao responded casually.Sweep into the pod below. As if in his heaven.After passing the highest point, he was in his own heaven again. Net up. They were all netted by "Samsara". Ning Yao remained silent during the subsequent activities, and Xie Yurui asked her if she was feeling unwell, and Ning Yao even said no.But the other party still suggested that she give up the next roller coaster ride.Ning Yao was struggling with how to explain, when Chen Mi suddenly spoke Say "I don't sit anymore, I don't like this thing very much", but I can't speak. "Why don't you like it?" Waited for half a day after the other two left before mustering up the courage to speak. "Huh?" The boy turned his eyes, "There is no reason." "This way..." It really was a stupid topic, and he touched the ground unconsciously. "The line is long." "what?" "They line up." "Ah... have to wait for a while." It looked really dark. "Will it be boring to wait like this?" "Huh? Me? No, no." "However, let's take a boat." "what?" Twelve people in a boat, take a turn on the lake surrounding the playground.It should belong to the amusement tool of sightseeing nature.Ning Yao didn't know why the boy proposed this somewhat childish activity.But she had no reason to refuse.After Chen Mi greeted those two people, she took her across a few paths and approached the lake. The motor started under him, and there was a sound from the hull that symbolized a sense of security. Although it was not quiet, it could be completely ignored.There were not many people sitting, and most of them were empty.Except for the staff at the front, it was the father with his little daughter, or two couples, snuggling together.Ning Yao looked at them and immediately felt uncomfortable.Although the seat is wide, the boy sitting next to him has long legs.Out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't get rid of his face.Sometimes when they got close, their hands immediately trembled nervously, and the blood vessels also beat inexplicably.foolish!And the tension continued.It wasn't until the ripples dragged farther and farther under the boat that they gradually subsided. The surface of the water parted. The oleander on one side is low enough to brush the eyebrows.Low to the water. The swirling leaves fell. It didn't rain.Only clouds overhead. Half of the water surface is sunny and half is shaded. Ning Yao thought of the dream on the tram. There is also water in the dream, which is calmly drawn by the side, and the sun spreads like water plants.Transparent and slightly yellow.Scoop away a small part of the soul's consciousness in one float together.And here, too, is water.The father put his little daughter in his arms with safety first, and the lovers put their hands in each other's pockets. On both sides of the shore, there were amusement machines spinning wildly, as if they were very close.The boat chugs into the lake.The lake is neither wide nor deep, and cloudy and sunny make half of their respective measurements. How can I remind myself that this time is not a dream. "My name is Ning Yao." The boy turned his head. "Quiet Ning. Distant Yao." Looking at him: "Can you remember?" "Kids, don't talk nonsense." "mom." "what?" Part Two: Section 10: Lost the Viscous Trait "Who is my name from Mojun" "what?" "Ning Yao, this name. Who gave it to me?" "Your grandpa. What's the matter?" nothing. When riding out of the alley in the morning, the city still hadn't woken up. Wang Ziyang changed his hair into a new braid, and it took Ning Yao a while to get used to it.The two rode slowly, and the flowered shirt of the boy by the side of the road swelled in the wind.After the next traffic light, Wang Ziyang gradually regained his energy, and Ning Yao finally heard her evaluation of yesterday's outing. "I was taken aback." "what?" "Chen Mi and I belong to the same community! I only found out when I stopped by yesterday!" "……Is it……" "But it seems like he moved out by himself. It's so cool." "Moved out? "Well, didn't you thank Jun Rui for asking when he will move back?" "No……" "But Chen Mi is very complicated." "What?" Ning Yao tilted the bridle, and the person next to him cursed.She ignored it, "What is complicated?" "19 years old, only 2 years older than us. In a single-parent family, my father passed away earlier, and I followed my mother to remarry to someone else's family." "...I heard it from Xie Yurui?" She doesn't seem like a person with a big mouth. "She didn't say that much. She only said that my father passed away. The rest was asked when he and I dropped by on the way home that day." "...You ask all this?" "Don't talk nonsense, I won't be so reckless to ask directly. But he said everything very simply, but it scared me." Wang Ziyang showed a sad look, "I can't see it, it's good A boy, miserable." "You gotta-" "What about you? You didn't talk to him on the boat? You don't know anything." Ning Yao suddenly blushed. "What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Wang Ziyang obviously noticed, "Something must have happened!" "Take care of the road ahead—" He kicked the bike, leaving the girl behind. "tell me!!" "Nothing—" "Nonsense!" came an approaching voice from behind. Really nothing. The boy turned his head, looked at the pirate ship in front of him and said, "I thought of a word." "what?" "Quiet and far away." "what?" "Your name." He smiled faintly, "That's how I thought of it." So elegant. A little too elegant, but... "Ok." In fact, Ning Yao didn't know what these conversations meant after he uttered the weird sentence "Can you remember?"But the whole heart dropped from a dizzy temperature so quickly, and there was no sign of panic anymore.Only utter peace circulates through you.The blood diluted by water gradually lost its viscous properties. It seems that this is the ideal answer. The ideal is to give people hope only in the ambiguity. Like the universe does not need an exact number of stars.That's how An Sheng's warmth is confused in it. After dealing with Prince Yang for a day, it seemed that the more she explained, the more suspicious she became, and she decided that something must have happened.Ning Yao didn't know how to save it, so he just put on a cold face.In a math class, Wang Ziyang threw a few balls of paper over in front of him, but Ning Yao ignored him and turned his head to look out the window.Autumn has just entered, the sky is dry and translucent, and the blue is uniformly disappearing into the distance.Downstairs, some students were jumping a long rope, and a fat girl stumbled several times.Come again and again. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8... Maybe it was left like this for a long time.How can I see you? 20, 21.broken.Do it all over again. I was so impulsive. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... single-parent family, right? 6, 7.It broke again.come again. Should I ask Xie Junrui?Forget it, she seems to be more familiar with Wang Ziyang. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... The result was dozens of times faster than Ning Yao expected. On another Sunday afternoon, Ning Yao sat opposite the math teacher, biting the tip of his pen, facing the clock on the wall, ticking away.Two past four.The air had not yet begun to reveal the secrets of the dinner.Not hungry.But a little sleepy.Old curtains hung in the living room, making the room darker with the approach of two layers of books.The math teacher probably has the same habit of being afraid of light as myself. A square root, an arc, trying to destroy a yawn in the nasal cavity.Time becomes stretched out by fatigue like noodles.It hangs down long into the depths. So the person who opened the door at this moment made Ning Yao think that someone had turned on the light. A piece of orange suddenly lit up on the right hand side, as bright as a lamp. Part Two: Section 11: Love That Goes Away All four of them turned their heads in shock. After Ning Yao collected himself, he was sure that it was not a lamp, but the sunlight pouring in.The wood is warm and yellow. The next second she saw Chen Mi walking in from the orange room.Like a figure born out of tenderness. He said "Hello, Mr. Zhang" to the math teacher and seemed to be leaving. If Ning Yao couldn't help shouting "Ah", he might have gone straight to the study.But after all, he focused his gaze on Ning Yao's face.If the very inappropriate annoyance of "he must have found out that I was a poor student in mathematics" at the time was removed, Ning Yao still saw a place where he felt at ease in his slight surprise. Remember yourself. really remember. "Ning Yao and Chen Mi know each other?" The teacher was very curious. "Ah, I know a little bit." After thinking for a while, "Is he also a teacher's student?" "Oh, it's my lover's student." "That's it." I heard that the math teacher's wife was a college teacher a long time ago, "What a coincidence." Even if the topic is over.Although the extra question marks in my heart are enough to make the practice papers in front of me dwarf.How can I say it, I saw it.See you soon.And no taste of curry and potatoes.There is no stale air of evening.There is no "love that runs counter to each other" or "love that suppresses the first." The minute hand moves slowly.The two are still in the same space. Near the end, Ning Yao became a little nervous again. It was impossible for him to walk into the study with the cheek to inquire. He put the eraser and pen into the backpack one by one, and suddenly heard the sound of closing the door over there. The male voice said something, hurriedly said goodbye to the teacher and walked out. Chen Mi, who was sitting on the ground putting on shoes, looked back at her and nodded. Ning Yao suddenly didn't know what to do. The two went down the stairs. One after the other. It's like before.Only this time there was light in the stairs.Shined on him, reflected into his eyes, the information was sent back to the brain, leaving his appearance.Hair trembles with movement, well held, straight and clean.The two girls who were tutoring together held Ning Yao from behind and pointed to Chen Mi in front. "Know?" asked secretly. "……Ok." "I haven't seen him here before." "……Ok." "Not familiar?" "……Ok." Really unfamiliar, every time I see it is like I didn't know before.It's like yellow clothes, to white clothes, to gray clothes this time.Or the hem seen from the bottom up, to the open collar, and then to the crew neck shirt this time.What's more important is from a serious face to a dazed look, to a nod, as if meeting an acquaintance. Not "those who don't know." Just "that's all I know." But even if he only knew this, he was already speechless because he was walking a few steps behind him. After leaving this community and walking along a forest-shaded road, Ning Yao didn't know what kind of tree was planted.In short, the autumn leaves have not fallen yet.The two girls walked towards the other side, and Ning Yao waved goodbye to them.Turning around again, Chen Mi was several meters away.Couldn't help trotting to follow, until the boy noticed that he stopped and turned around. "Are you going this way too?" "Ok--" "How many rides?" "574." "That's the same platform." "You sit?" "584." "The difference is 10." Ning Yao joked. "Interesting idea." The boy's evaluation made her a little shy.Do you look like a primary school student? The night thickened.Stuck around everything. The two continued walking in tandem. From a distance came the sound of gradually intensifying rain.All the way to the top of his head.Overlap twists and turns.Like a river flowing through the trees. A turbulent and ethereal sound. Ning Yao felt Chen Mi's footsteps visibly paused. "It's not raining." "Huh?" He turned around. "For the first time, I thought it was raining. It was just the sound of the wind." Ning Yao smiled, "Although it sounds similar." The invisible raindrops fall on the leaf veins, gather water in a general direction, and then gradually gather together along the branches and forks.Flowing from east to west with a damp smell, it urges large and large leaves. Like a river. In fact, if possible, what I want to do is ordinary girls, 40 minutes, 40 minutes, 40 minutes of class.I was lazy to do eye exercises because I didn't believe that it would really work on myopia.Then, while complaining that the days are slow and boring, I am ready to remember this moment when I grow up.I quarrel with my parents from time to time, crying and screaming, not afraid that the neighbors will not hear me.There are close friends, but friends are not as different as ordinary people imagine. If possible, when I wake up, I don’t know where I went yesterday, and there is still warmth in the quilt all night, but I don’t know where I am. Part Two: Section 12: Fighting back the "disgust" turf Dissipate quickly. The all-around easily unloads behind you. Without those things that suddenly nailed themselves, broke ground overnight.Since then, the stories that I have secretly pondered deep in my heart can be entrusted to a slightly exposed place, and it doesn't matter. Ning Yao was originally mentally prepared to deal with Prince Yang for many days, but suddenly failed.The reason was not Ning Yao, but Wang Ziyang himself diverted his attention.Not long after she sat down in her seat this morning, she suddenly became mysterious. Then, as Ning Yao guessed, Wang Ziyang handed over a letter. "love letter?" "It seems to be..." "Why show me." Show me every time. "Look at it." "Your personal things, don't show me." "Forget it." Seeing her angrily pulling back something, Ning Yao frowned again. "Okay, okay, I want to see it." Ning Yao will participate in almost all the details of Wang Ziyang's relationship.She received a love letter, and Ning Yao will read it.When she was on the phone with the boy, Ning Yao sat aside.Therefore, many people acted as intermediaries through Ning Yao, and Ning Yao also helped Wang Ziyang reject more people.It's annoying. Ning Yao once wondered if he had an unavoidable jealousy towards Prince Yang.Thus affecting all judgments about her.But then it was discovered that all Ning Yao's dissatisfaction with Prince Yang was due to jealousy.Whether you are jealous of her new bicycle, her family background, or her dependence on others who don't mind what she thinks, these are all things you can't get. So they turned around and simply returned to the "disgusting" territory. Is it because there should be no spider threads of this kind among friends, sticking to a lot of goodwill that should have fallen freely? Are you too dark? "What do you want?" "Of course I refuse." "Oh, go ahead." "Help me, I can speak for myself." "Then I can say it? Last time, the boys from class 3 almost didn't provoke me, and the boy from class 5 had an ugly face." "So, it's serious that I go directly." "I'm not going, I'm going to go by myself." "Ning Yao~~..." "It's better to go and take a look first. I don't even know who the other party is." "okay then." Almost before class started in the afternoon, Ning Yao gritted his teeth and walked upstairs to the door of Class 3 classroom, then looked back at Wang Ziyang who was hiding at the stairs and poking his head.His brows tightened even more.Swallowed a mouthful of saliva and pulled the girl aside. "Who is Xiao Yiqi?" "Ah? Oh." The girl shouted, "Xiao Yiqi, someone is looking for—" The boy by the window was talking to someone else, he turned his head in response, and then stood up.The few remaining boys booed, "Xiao Yiqi, Xiao Yiqi, another girl asked you to be her father".The boy turned his head and smiled and cursed.He walked straight towards Ning Yao. Horrifying height, the line of sight only falls to the lower jaw. Ning Yao couldn't help feeling annoyed that he acted recklessly, maybe he should be pointed out secretly. "What do you want me to do?" The corner of his mouth was bent, but it made people feel relieved. "...Is that so, the radio station's song request program, I want to ask if you have any songs you want to give to your friends?" "Why are you looking for me?" The boy was baffled by this official accent, and then suddenly laughed, "Am I so famous?" "...We just selected randomly." Ning Yao couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. "It seems that there is nothing to give..." "Ah, yes, thank you, see you this way." Ning Yao almost ran away.Wang Ziyang, who was dragged across the corridor, rushed into the women's toilet screaming all the way. "I will never do this kind of thing for you again. Scared me to death!" "But the man is quite handsome." "Then promise!" "How is it possible.... Can you return the letter for me?" "I'm definitely not going!" "If you don't go, I'll call Chen Mi and tell Chen Mi that you like him." "...What nonsense are you talking about?" Ning Yao knew that her face was livid, and then she heard herself staring at the girl's delicate facial features word by word, "Prince Yang, don't go too far! Shame on you!" Maybe everyone will misunderstand.From outsiders' point of view, a crying girl handed a crumpled letter to a boy. Even with the support of various divergent thinking of human beings, no one would think of the reason why Ning Yao did this.She herself didn't know why if she had been holding back, she couldn't hold back then.Why did he grab the letter in Wang Ziyang's hand?why cry.Why are you still crying and calling for that boy named Xiao Yiqi to return the letter to him. And a series of changes made Xiao Yiqi very uncertain.