translated_Chapter 31

31: I Love You, Tsukimi Rin

31: I Love You, Tsukimi Rin

Tsukimi Rin also took the letter in her hand: “Come and have some New Year’s Eve dinner.”

“No, I have things to do back home, and besides, I don’t want to see my sister.”

Qiu Ci walked slowly into the distance alone, leaving the umbrella for Tsukimi Rin.

His black trench coat was gradually buried in the white snow.

Tsukimi Rin had a premonition that this was the last time the two of them would meet.

The last time she saw the gentle Qiu Ci.

Tsukimi Rin wiped away her tears, hugged the letter and returned to the house.

Qiu Shi was with her parents watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Seeing the black umbrella, she knew, “Qiu Ci came?”

“Just left…” Tsukimi Rin’s mood was strange. She didn’t know why, it was as if she had lost a piece of herself: “What… happened between you and Qiu Ci?”

Qiu Shi took a sip of tea: “Our relationship has been quite strained in the past few years.”

Tsukimi Rin was too uncomfortable, so she went back to her room first.

She took out the “ding-a-ling” key from the drawer.

Upon closer inspection, the key had a maple leaf pattern.

The key was not ordinary, it was exquisitely crafted.

The bell was brass, a bit dull in the coldness.

What Qiu Ci liked and cherished was her child.

December 2nd to 23rd was that child’s due date.

Unfortunately, Tsukimi Rin couldn’t give the only thing this bitter teenager wanted.

The sourness in her heart overwhelmed Tsukimi Rin, turning into tears welling up in her eyes.

A “rustling” sound of paper folding came from her chest.

Only then did she remember the letter.

The envelope was kraft paper color, affixed with exquisite stamps, and already stamped.

“To Miss Ai La, Paris Business School.”

Sender: “Jing Yueming—”

At the end of the words, a hand-drawn rose pattern was drawn, and the entire letter was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Tsukimi Rin frowned in disgust and opened it.

“Miss Ai La,

It takes half a month to a month for the letter to arrive. France and China are too far apart, we can’t even see the same moon.

If on time, you will open this letter during the Spring Festival, Happy New Year.

It’s been half a year since we separated. In the past six months, we have exchanged nine letters. In the letters, you can express what you think in your heart even more. You have a lot of talent in writing.

I hope we will be together for a long time in the future, and I miss you so much, so much…

Through the correspondence over the past six months, our hearts have become more and more clear and sincere…

We’ll meet next year, right, Ai La, sis…”

The entire letter was filled with longing and blessings, and Tsukimi Rin suddenly felt a rush of blood to her head.

Qiu Ci once again exposed Qiu Shi’s true face.

There was a knock on the door, “Knock, knock, knock—”

Qiu Shi came in: “Baby, what’s wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Is it because that idiot Qiu Ci…”

The kraft paper envelope and neatly written paper were thrown on Qiu Shi’s face, interrupting her words.

“Your brother helped you, brought it over on the way.” Tsukimi Rin said word by word.

Qiu Shi looked at the envelope suspiciously: “I’m not in Paris.”

“So, Qiu Ci helps you forward it every month, right?” Tsukimi Rin sneered: “It takes half a month to send a letter from France to China, right? He sent you New Year’s greetings three weeks in advance because your previous letters took three weeks to arrive. It takes two weeks for postage, and the remaining week is for the letter to reach your hands, right?”

“How can you calculate it like that? Besides, even if I wrote and sent a letter here, how could you not have noticed it for half a year? This is obviously Qiu Ci’s intention,” Qiu Shi explained.

“Should I believe Qiu Ci’s lies or believe you, a repeat offender?” There was no warmth in Tsukimi Rin’s eyes.

“I’ve clearly given you all my time in the past six months. Why would you rather believe Qiu Ci than believe me? This Jing Yueming is someone I sponsor…”

“Would a student you sponsored draw roses on your letters?” Tsukimi Rin said coldly, “Dare you swear that you don’t have any emotional entanglements with this person?”

Qiu Shi was silent: “Okay, I’ll apologize to you first, but you have to listen to what I have to say.” She swallowed: “Half a year ago, we did plan to be together. At that time, I didn’t know that I could still receive your call. We didn’t do anything at the time. I thought that after I left you, I could fall in love with someone else. In fact, I can’t. He is obedient and makes mistakes only once, but I just treat him as a junior. If I had forgotten you, that phone would have been put away long ago. I charge it every day, hoping that you would call me.”

“Tsukimi Rin, I like you, I love you. If I had no feelings for you, I wouldn’t have stayed overnight the first time we met, wouldn’t have lived together, and wouldn’t have felt fear and helplessness because you were with someone ambiguous.”

“If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t have pestered you for so many years after leaving Tokyo, and wouldn’t have wanted to tie you to Paris through children.”

“I love you, Rin Rin, there is only one Tsukimi Rin in the world, who has been with me for ten years.”

Ten years, from that winter at seventeen to this Spring Festival at twenty-seven.

Ten years of spring and autumn, ten years of winter and summer.

Tsukimi Rin felt a sour and extremely bitter feeling in her heart, burning her heart: “What was the situation last Spring Festival?”

“Qin Yishan? Or something?”

“The girls in the clubhouse…”

Qiu Shi sneered: “Baby, I only like you, other men and women are different from you. They are all friends. If I cheat, may I die a terrible death, may I be struck by lightning, and may even my only brother die.”

“You, this guy, even brings your brother when making a poisonous oath?” Although Tsukimi Rin didn’t know what Qiu Ci’s motives were, she instinctively thought that Qiu Ci wasn’t too bad.

“Just for this letter, he slandered me like this, I have to give him a good look. Just wait, his living expenses are gone.” Qiu Shi had already decided to deal with Qiu Ci, he had really gone too far recently.

The two chatted until midnight.

The fireworks at twelve o’clock bloomed by the window.

“Happy New Year!” Qiu Shi said, “I’m the first to wish you a Happy New Year, give me some reward.”

“Isn’t forgiving you already a reward?”

“No, I also want you to swear that if you leave me, you will be sad for the rest of your life.” Qiu Shi was tough and domineering.

“You bastard, why do you always drag others to swear with you?” Tsukimi Rin didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“Then I’ll make a wish, Tsukimi Rin, be free from illness and pain, live to be a hundred years old, and always be with me.” Qiu Shi closed her eyes, put her hands together, and piously prayed to God: “If you’re not with me, Tsukimi Rin must also live to be a hundred years old, without experiencing suffering, and not be hurt by others.”

…

In a Japanese homestay, Qiu Ci looked at the fireworks in the sky and wrote on the letter paper.

Mr. Bi Su, I have already received your New Year’s letter, but I chose to write this reply to you on the day of the Spring Festival. Happy New Year…

He began to write about the recent changes in France, especially in areas with many Chinese people, which were very lively.

At the end, he drew a snowflake.

Together with the notes he had written a few days ago, he put them in the letter, affixed a collector’s edition New Year’s stamp, and prepared to send it to the post office tomorrow.