, 186 gifts.

　　Chen Xinghe packed each one carefully and put them in the attic.

　　I casually opened the first one, and there was a greeting card inside.

　　[Little friend Zhou Mimi, I am your childhood sweetheart Chen Xinghe, and I am also a supporter of Zhou Mimi supremacy.] [I hope that every day in the future, you can be happy.] ...

　　[Zhou Mimi, my parents also like you very much, but I don't want them to change your last name for you.

　　Do you know why?] ...

　　[Forget it, I'll tell you in person later.] [From 17 to 100 years old, don't ever think that no one loves you.

　　I love you every year.] ...

　　[Zhou Mimi, what I actually want to say is...brother...um...brother loves you very much, and so do dad and mom.] 186 gifts, 186, a pile of greeting cards.

　　186 times wanting to speak but carefully avoiding expressing love.

　　I held those pieces of paper close to my chest.

　　I cried until I couldn't cry anymore.

　　I remembered what Chen Xinghe had said to me before he went to teach in the mountain village.

　　"There's never a talented person who isn't worth being loved.

　　My Mimi, just standing there is deserving of affection.

　　Zhou Mimi, my biggest wish is for you to be happy."