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Looking at Simple's letter, Lin Xi smiled and thought to herself, when have you not daydreamed? It's not just when writing letters; you often zone out in class too.
As she opened the letter, Lin Xi was taken aback. Wow, this girl seems to have written several pages this time!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xi calmed her excited heart before starting to read the letter.
This girl really chose Ten Middle School. Lin Xi smiled as she read on.
"This girl."
"This girl..."
As Lin Xi continued reading, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, her smile gradually spreading across her face.
"Wow!" Suddenly, Lin Xi slapped the table with one hand and exclaimed loudly.
Immediately, all the classmates turned their attention to Lin Xi, but she remained oblivious, laughing out loud.
Although it was break time and everyone was playing in the classroom, Lin Xi's unusual behavior still drew attention, especially since she was usually a quiet girl.
Her deskmate nudged her with an elbow, and only then did she realize she had lost her composure. She stuck out her tongue at her deskmate. When she looked at the letter again, she covered her mouth with her hand and giggled quietly.
It turned out that Simple not only really went to Ten Middle School but also took the initiative to inquire about Qinglan and An Shaojie at First High School, and she actually got some information.
Along with the letter, she included Qinglan and An Shaojie's contact details.
Sure enough, both of them lived up to Lin Xi's expectations; they were admitted to First High School in the county and both entered the Experimental Class, becoming classmates.
While feeling surprised, Lin Xi also felt envious and sighed deeply.
"Ah, if I hadn't come to the Provincial Capital, I could have been in the same class as them. Boohoo." Lin Xi pouted and whimpered.
Her deskmate glanced at her curiously. This Lin Xi was not just acting unusually today; she seemed inexplicably excited. She used to be a very composed person who would always say "Stay calm" regardless of whether something sad or happy happened.
But today she was anything but calm; her excited expression clearly conveyed to others, "I have something happy to share today. Come ask me!"
Lin Xi is a reserved person. She would never take the initiative to share her thoughts with others, even when she feels extremely happy. Even if she is bursting with joy, she would keep everything to herself and not speak out.
"What’s making you so happy?"
Lin Xi's excitement and reserve finally piqued her deskmate's curiosity, prompting her to ask.
"I finally found my childhood friends whom I haven't been in touch with for a long time. I now have their contact information," Lin Xi said, almost dancing with excitement.
"Oh, so that’s it." After her curiosity was not fully satisfied, her deskmate felt a bit disappointed.
"Yes, what else could it be? This is the happiest thing!" Lin Xi looked at her deskmate, finding her reaction strange. Wasn't this something worth being happy about?
Lin Xi wrote a letter back to Simple.
However, she hadn’t written to Qinglan and An Shaojie yet.
Because she didn’t know what to say once she picked up the pen. It seemed like there were many things to express and questions to ask, but when she was ready to write, she felt that the words on the page were too plain and ordinary to convey her deep feelings.
Moreover, as the end of the semester approached and final exams were coming up, Lin Xi needed to focus on her revision for the finals. So, she put off writing letters to Qinglan and An Shaojie.
After the final exams, as they entered Sophomore year, they would have to choose between arts and sciences. The school primarily relied on students' voluntary choices and then ranked them based on their scores in arts and sciences for class placement.
Students inclined towards humanities generally chose arts, while those leaning towards sciences opted for science classes.
Lin Xi had a balanced aptitude for both arts and sciences, which made her somewhat conflicted when it came time to choose.
She loved literature and journalism and had dreamed of becoming a journalist since childhood.
However, if she chose to study arts, she would have to give up physics. Among the science subjects, physics was her favorite. Whenever she attended physics class or worked on physics problems, she felt as if she were exploring the world of science, which captivated her.
Additionally, Brother Shaojie would definitely choose science. If I study arts while he studies science, there would be no intersection between us in the future.
This thought suddenly flashed through Lin Xi's mind but was quickly dismissed.
After discussing it several times with her father and mother and considering her teachers' analyses of her situation, Lin Xi soon made her decision: she chose to study arts.
After all, dreams are greater than everything.
So, during the final exam period, Lin Xi put all her thoughts into the exams and class assignments, putting aside the matter of writing letters to Qinglan and An Shaojie.
Such is the fate of a person; often, just a moment's thought or a brief hesitation can lead one's life down a completely different path.
Lin Xi did not expect that after she set aside the letter-writing matter, another person would unexpectedly enter her life, ultimately causing her to abandon the idea of writing to An Shaojie forever.
Years later, when she reunited with Qinglan and An Shaojie, she reflected on what might have been if she hadn't delayed writing the letter. If she had picked up her pen and written a letter to An Shaojie, even if it contained only one sentence or none at all—simply providing her contact information—perhaps from that moment on, a tender first love could have blossomed between her and An Shaojie, opening up another path in her life.
Then, another person would not have intruded into her life.
Then, Qinglan and An Shaojie would not have been entangled for so long.
Then, many mistakes and missed opportunities would not have occurred.
However, ifs are just ifs; life does not hold so many maybes. Things that can be set aside are destined not to be the most precious, no matter how important they seem at the time. Relationships that involve hesitation are bound to have barriers, regardless of how long they have known each other. Words left unspoken are destined not to be the feelings most wanted to be expressed, no matter how deeply they are hidden in one’s heart or how much one wishes to tell the other person; if they are not spoken, they remain unspoken.
The unpredictable and mysterious charm of life likely stems from this.
In short, at the age of sixteen, Lin Xi did not write that letter she longed to send to An Shaojie. At this moment in her sixteen-year-old life, he entered her world in a way she could not accept yet was profoundly unforgettable.
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