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"Seongmin Ah, I'm going back to City A tomorrow..."
When Han Zhicheng told Kim Seongmin this news, he felt a sense of loss. In the brief two months they had spent together, they had become good friends, and after tomorrow, they didn't know when they would be able to see each other again.
Kim Seongmin The movement of playing with the wild grass on the ground paused for a moment, and then a protruding blade of grass was pulled out, accompanied by a smile.
"Okay, I wish you all the best."
It would be better to leave here, there's nothing worth lingering for.
Kim Seongmin's expression was too calm, but the flicker in his eyes clearly indicated that his inner feelings were not like that.
"Will you miss me?"
Han Zhicheng pursed his lips, pondered for a long time, and still said this ambiguous sentence.
Regret and reluctance, which one weighs more? Han Zhicheng thinks it's regret.
"Yes, it should."
Kim Seongmin looked at Han Zhicheng with a serious expression in his eyes, speaking with gentle determination, as if not wanting the other person to believe too much, adding a "should" to it.
"I will miss you too. If I have the chance, I will definitely come to see you!"
Han Zhicheng hugged Kim Seongmin tightly, feeling happy with Kim Seongmin's answer, and made a solemn promise.
The passionate and sincere young man, Kim Seongmin, being embraced in Han Zhicheng's warm arms, thought, "I hope Han Zhicheng will always be this happy. It doesn't matter if I forget things related to him."
Kim Seongmin smiled and hugged Han Zhicheng, the only person he could truly call a friend since childhood.
"Zhicheng, there's something I want to ask you to do..."
Kim SeongminRarely hesitant, first time asking for helpHan ZhichengHelping myself, is also helping myself resolve a knot in my heart.
"You said, I will help you with whatever I can!"
Han Zhicheng nodded without hesitation, looking at Kim Seongmin with shining eyes.
Kim Seongmin blinked, holding back the surge of emotion, and took off the Red string bracelet in his hand. He had worn this bracelet for ten years, and it was time for it to return to its rightful owner.
"Can you help me find the original owner of this bracelet? They should still be in City A. Return it to them and just say that ten years ago, someone named Li Minho accidentally left it here. His birthday is October 25, 1998 and from City A."
Kim Seongmin quickly blurted out all the information related to Li Minho, placed the Red string bracelet in Han Zhicheng's palm, and took a close look at the half-inch scar on his wrist. Without saying a word, he continued to stare at Han Zhicheng.
Han Zhicheng looked at the Red string bracelet in his palm, then at Kim Seongmin's unusually earnest gaze, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.
The Red string bracelet was well kept. Han Zhicheng had seen Kim Seongmin wearing it on the first day they met, thinking it belonged to him. It turns out it was left behind by someone else?
At the same time, Han Zhicheng felt a little suspicious, as if Kim Seongmin couldn't forget about someone from another City A, and knew so much about Li Minho.
"Thank you, thank you..."
Kim Seongmin's eyes were filled with tears as he tightly held Han Zhicheng's hand, his voice choked with sobs, overwhelmed with joy.
Li Minho's wish has finally come true, finally come true.
"Hasn't he come back to look for you?" Han Zhicheng couldn't help but ask before parting ways with Kim Seongmin at the lakeside.
This thing looks extraordinary. Kim Seongmin has been wearing it for so many years. Why hasn't the original owner been found?
"I don't know where he went. Maybe he forgot about it after going home, but I want to return it to him. This is his thing." It should go back home with him.
Kim Seongmin patiently explained to Han Zhicheng and reminded him again to keep the things properly. If he couldn't find the owner, he should handle it himself.
"Don't worry, I will try my best to find him."
Han Zhicheng has received the Red string bracelet and since it is Kim Seongmin's wish, Han Zhicheng wants to make it come true for him.
Kim Seongmin smiled, waved to Han Zhicheng, didn't say goodbye, just quietly watched Han Zhicheng's back until it turned into a black dot and disappeared.
Great, brother, you can return to City A now.
Han Zhicheng stood at the village gate, and many villagers came to see him off, but he didn't see the figure he wanted to see. He remembered the look in Kim Seongmin's eyes yesterday, so sincere and a little sad, as if he was seeing something through him.
When it was time to leave, Kim Seongmin still hadn't arrived, so Han Zhicheng had to withdraw his eager gaze and follow the village chief to the road.
Han Zhicheng asked Kim Seongmin why he liked to sit by the lake. Kim Seongmin's response was that from the lakeside, you can see the distant mountain, and the scenery should be different after crossing that mountain.
Kim Seongmin can only look at the distant mountains and imagine, while Han Zhicheng cannot even say the words "do you want to walk with me." It's too abrupt, Kim Seongmin doesn't like abruptness.
So, even the deadline for goodbye has been infinitely extended.
Han Zhicheng thought that as long as he found the original owner of the Red string bracelet, he would be able to see Kim Seongmin again.
Thinking of this, Han Zhicheng held onto the Red string bracelet in his pocket, feeling the "min" character on the bead, crossed over the mountain, and saw a wide road. Next to the road was a vast sea, with waves rolling and the sunlight shining on the sparkling waves.
The weather is very nice today, the only regret is not saying "goodbye" to Kim Seongmin again.
Kim Seongmin looked at the white flowers all over the sky, holding a black and white photo frame, and followed the person playing the suona in front of him to his own home, slowly stepping over the threshold.
When they were young, Xia Zhiruo and Li Minho would lead him across the threshold, telling him to be careful. Now only he can cross this threshold.
After placing the black and white photo frame on the coffin, Kim Seongmin deeply bowed three times, his swollen eyes becoming more prominent against the white mourning clothes.
When the coffin was being carried out, Kim Seongmin scattered paper money on it, tears flowing uncontrollably. Walking to the foot of the mountain, this was the first time Kim Seongmin had seen Xia Zhiruo's resting place.
Watching the burial of the coffin, Kim Seongmin glanced at the erected tombstone, paid the workers who had come to help, ignored the villagers who had gathered to watch, and tried to walk out of the crowd, but was still held back by Auntie Shen.
"Seongmin, how could you not stand by your father when your mother passed away?"
Kim Seongmin pushed away Shen Auntie's hand and, for the first time in his life, stared at someone with wide eyes, frightening the other person. His voice was hoarse and his tone was cold.
"I'm willing, my mom is willing."
Regardless of what Shen Auntie said about his lack of manners, it was clear that Kim Seongmin left without looking back, just as a wild child would.
On the first day he saw his mother, Kim Seongmin felt that her gaze was different from others. At that young age, he didn't understand and thought that she didn't like him. Later, he found out that his mother was feeling sorry for them.
That man doesn't deserve to be buried with his mother!
"Seongmin, take this money... find a chance to leave, don't bother with me after I die..."
Before passing away, Xia Zhiruo took out an envelope from the drawer, stuffed it into Kim Seongmin's hand, and weakly uttered these words. Kim Seongmin's tears were almost dried up.
There are also slightly blurry handwriting on the envelope: For Minhao and Seongmin to leave.
It turns out that mother had already planned for them long ago.
Kim Seongmin shook his head. In this world, there are only two people he cares about, and he can't ignore either of them.
"Be good... Mom is going to see Minhao... It's been so long... I haven't seen him in so long..."
Xia Zhiruo grabbed Kim Seongmin's hand, forced a smile, and mentioned Li Minho with teary eyes before closing them slowly and letting his arm fall limp.
Kim Seongmin cried by the bedside all night, and the next day, he arranged the funeral matters and begged for help from village to buy a coffin in town.
Han Zhicheng believes in traditional burial, where the deceased should remain in a coffin to preserve their body for a better afterlife. Kim Seongmin hopes that Xia Zhiruo and Li Minho can both go to a better world.
Kim Seongmin dialed the memorized number in the village committee. His hands were trembling as he made the call, and he had to support himself with his other hand. When he first entered, a middle-aged man had been staring at him, or perhaps at the telephone. Kim Seongmin gave him a banknote, which was all the savings he had.
"Hello, is this small town?"
After the call connected, Kim Seongmin cautiously asked, making sure the middle-aged man wasn't looking in his direction. He deliberately avoided using familiar names to prevent being recognized.
"Seongmin!"
The voice on the phone sounded clearly excited, even causing some noise on the line. Kim Seongmin's mouth curved into a smile.
"I'm sorry I couldn't make it that day. Are you okay?"
Kim Seongmin first apologized to Han Zhicheng, then awkwardly threw out a greeting before starting to lick his lips. The recent social interactions had forced him to start learning to be more smooth.
"I'm doing great! How about you?"
Han Zhicheng's voice was still full of energy, and Kim Seongmin smiled gently, then slowly put away the smile, but his tone was surprisingly relaxed.
"I'm doing pretty well too."
"That's good to hear. I'm still looking into the matter of the bracelet. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news..."
Without waiting for Kim Seongmin to ask, Han Zhicheng took the initiative to mention the matter.
Kim Seongmin paused for a few seconds, then tightly gripped the phone.
"It's okay, it's been too long. If you can't find it, then forget it... You don't have to feel sorry either."
"How can I contact you later?"
Kim Seongmin shook his head. Even though Han Zhicheng couldn't see it, they decided not to contact each other in the future. This time, he had crossed the line due to excessive inner expectations and a desire to bid farewell to Han Zhicheng.
"It's okay. Don't call me at village. It's best if this Red string bracelet goes back to its original owner. If not, you can keep it for yourself."
Kim Seongmin still gave the same words to Han Zhicheng, can't just talk big, this is what Xia Zhiruo taught him.
"Okay, I'll come find you when I have time, goodbye..."
Han Zhicheng's voice lowered a bit, then the tone of saying goodbye rose again.
"Uh..."
Kim Seongmin responded with a nod, and after some thought, he finally spoke the words that had been circling in his mind. This was the only person in the world who had a connection with him.
"Han Zhicheng, be happy."
Kim Seongmin Climbing over the mountain, this is the second time he has climbed this mountain after the failed escape with Li Minho, looking at the calm sea under the moonlight, feeling the slight chill of the dinner.
Li Minho On the second day after getting lost, Kim Seongmin heard someone in the village telling his mother that Li Minho went to the sea.
The last time Kim Seongmin saw the sea was under the moonlight, and he thought it was really beautiful, and the air was so comfortable. It still is.
The sea remains unchanged, and the feeling of Kim Seongmin has not changed.
As Li Minho stepped out the door, he carefully kissed Kim Seongmin's forehead and said with a smile, "Seongmin, wait for me to come back."
But Li Minho got lost and couldn't find the way home. He never saw Kim Seongmin again, but he always remembered his brother's words.
"Cross over that mountain, and you'll see the way home."
Kim Seongmin believes everything Li Minho says.
So, Kim Seongmin sits by the lake and looks at the mountain every day.
In the dark of the night, Kim Seongmin couldn't see into the distance, but he could see the direction of home.
Li Minho, I found you. Let's go home together.
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