Half a year ago.
Before An Xin left the country and went to the other side of the ocean, she left behind a letter.
Almost everyone in Lin Feng's small circle knew of the existence of this letter, but no matter who it was, even Tang Bingyao, who was responsible for passing this letter to Lin Feng — —
No one knew what Steamed Bun wrote in this letter.
Therefore, only Lin Feng knew about it.
Time quietly passed by. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. It wasn't long, but it wasn't short either. It was as if this half a year was enough for everyone to gradually seal some things and some people in the depths of their memories. It was also enough for the sadness and sadness of the past to slowly fade away.
Everyone even thought that perhaps Lin Feng had slowly walked out of that depressed state.
But only Lin Feng knew — —
Some things.
Some people.
No matter how much time passed, they couldn't be forgotten in the slightest.
Opening his eyes again, Lin Feng lowered his head and fumbled around in his pocket for a while. He pulled out his phone case and held it in front of him, silently looking at it.
He had bought this phone case half a year ago.
It was matte and had a colorful League of Legends design on the back. The words "Demacia" were printed on it in large, eye-catching letters.
At the time, Ouyang, Old Yang, Ah Rou, and Tang Tang were all curious. They never thought that someone would suddenly have the interest to buy a LoL style phone case. But at the time, it wasn't convenient for them to ask why, so they were just puzzled for a moment and quickly forgot about it.
Slowly, they got used to it. Later on, Ouyang even encouraged Ren Rou to buy two similar League of Legends cases. The latter had a beautiful Ali pattern, while the former originally wanted a handsome Ezreal. In the end, Ren Rou very domineeringly decided to buy a big crab Urgat. Ouyang protested for a long time, but in the end, he was mercilessly suppressed and could only reluctantly accept his fate.
In any case, it was a public display of affection.
But … …
Compared to the other intentions of his friends, Lin Feng bought this phone case for another unknown reason.
"Ka — —"
A clear sound rang out.
The matte phone case with "Demacia" printed on it was gently removed by Lin Feng. The phone was thrown to the side, and the inside of the phone case was clearly reflected in his eyes.
It was a small letter that had been folded neatly.
No one would have thought that in between the phone case and the phone that a certain someone had bought, there was always a piece of paper quietly sandwiched between the phone case and the phone.
It had been half a year.
The letter was still pure white and had been pressed flat.
It was folded, as if it was faithfully and silently guarding a secret.
Lin Feng remained silent.
Then, he slowly stretched out his hand and took out the small square letter from the phone's case. He opened it bit by bit, and the words inside the letter slowly appeared in front of him. The familiar and graceful handwriting was still there, and the faint scent of ink from when it was first written half a year ago still lingered in the air at this moment. It was as if one's thoughts were pulled back to half a year ago.
The fragrance of the ink still lingered.
The words on the letter were still the same as before.
Even though Lin Feng hadn't read the letter for a long time, he still didn't need to read it again. He could easily recite the entire letter without missing a word.
Half a year.
Time had diluted many things.
A letter didn't seem to be able to carry many heavy emotions.
But in such a long time, it quietly existed in the gap between the phone and the phone case, slowly and silently settling into a touching persistence.
His mouth said that he wouldn't forgive and no longer care.
His heart could never lie to himself.
Lin Feng's gaze slowly swept through the first line of the letter. Even though he could already recite the words backwards, when he saw the familiar handwriting and the content, his chest couldn't help but slightly heave up and down. It reflected his current state of mind that he wasn't calm at the moment.
… …
"When you read this letter, I'll probably be getting ready to board the flight to Manchester."
"Yeah, I have to go."
… …
"So, I can't take the college entrance exam with everyone, I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry I've been hiding these secrets from you."
"I can't continue to accompany you, I'm sorry."
… …
"Also, thank you for accompanying me on the rooftop that night."
"That hug … it's a little bit of the birthday girl's privilege and selfishness."
"I can't say goodbye to you in person, but that hug is a substitute for saying goodbye."
… …
"But, other than these friends and partners, you still have to work harder to be strong."
"Otherwise, when I first transferred here and saw you looking so depressed, I couldn't help but feel sorry for you and wanted to hug you."
"In the future … I won't be able to hug you anymore."
… …
"That's the only way. Even if we're not in the same city, not in the same country, separated by the distant ocean —"
"Under the sky of Manchester, I will still smile happily for you."
"I hope you will too."
"Okay?"
… …
Memories slowly flooded his mind like the tide.
It seemed to have soaked his slightly trembling heart and tears welled up in his eyes.
Even after half a year, the words written by the graceful handwriting still vividly and unreservedly displayed the emotions that the writer had revealed.
Lin Feng subconsciously tightened his grip on the letter.
Then …
He raised his head and closed his eyes again.
His eyelids were tightly shut, but he couldn't stop them from trembling. If there was someone else present at this moment, perhaps they would easily notice that his eyes were slightly red at this moment.
Deep breath.
Deep breath again.
After repeating this a few times, Lin Feng finally calmed down. He opened his eyes and carefully folded the letter. He didn't rush to put it back into the case of his phone. Instead, he stared at the folded letter in a daze.
Manchester.
That's where Steamed Bun is.
Therefore, when he was in Sister Xue's bedroom and saw that the first round of the S6 World Championship would be held in the same picturesque city in England, he tried his best not to show too many changes in his expression. However, if he had paid attention, he would have noticed that he was clenching his fists so tightly that they were almost digging into his palms.
Manchester … Manchester … Manchester …
Lin Feng's eyes flashed with anxiety.
If he could …
He couldn't wait to take over Sister Xue's job. Or perhaps he could lead his new team to the S-Series World Finals this year. Then, he could personally cross the ocean to the other side and see his childhood sweetheart, who he hadn't seen for half a year.
Or perhaps he was more realistic. In fact, when he was still in Su Xue's room, he couldn't help but mention it to her several times.
Maybe …
Ask Sister Xue to help him meet her?
Pass on a message for him?
Ask her if she'd been well for the past six months. Did she miss him? If she did, why couldn't she just send him a message or even write him a letter? Or just how long she was going to stay in that godforsaken place in England?
There were too many questions.
There were too many things to talk about.
There were too many things he wanted to share with her.
In fact, all these problems were very simple to solve, because you only needed to pick up your phone, send a message, or even more directly make an overseas call, and you could restore the connection that had been broken for half a year.
Lin Feng subconsciously tightened his grip on his phone.
His palms were sweaty.
Even during the S1 World Finals, he hadn't felt this nervous and apprehensive.
The solution was right in front of him.
It was within his reach.
However, it still made him subconsciously cower and cower at this moment.
But at that moment —
"Ding!"
His phone suddenly rang with a pleasant notification sound.
Someone had sent him a message.
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