After leaving the orphanage, I wandered aimlessly.

　　Jiang Yi gave me that painting.

　　He said it was a farewell gift for me.

　　Looking at the trash cans on the side of the road, several times I was tempted to tear off those words and throw them away.

　　But when it came to it, I couldn't bear to.

　　I stopped in my tracks and looked up.

　　I had unknowingly walked to the vicinity of the university.

　　Without thinking, I entered a nearby restaurant.

　　Over the years, the furnishings here have become much older.

　　But there are still as many students coming here to eat as in the past.

　　Zhou Yun is considered a rich second-generation, never lacking in food and clothing since he was young.

　　The year of our graduation intern, he received his first salary that he earned with his own hands.

　　Although it was only a few thousand yuan, Zhou Yun was extremely excited.

　　He dragged me to this newly opened restaurant and generously told me to order anything.

　　"Xiaoxiao, I can earn money now.

　　In the future, I will definitely support you with my own money." He said that at the time.

　　Later on, he actually did it.

　　When it comes to spending money, Zhou Yun has never treated me unfairly.

　　I ordered a popular signature dish at that time.

　　"Sorry, miss, this dish is no longer available." The waiter took out the menu.

　　"You can look at other signature dishes, they are also very good." I was lost in thought for a moment.

　　Time has really passed too long.

　　I got up to leave, but was stopped by the restaurant manager.

　　"You are Lin Xiaoxiao, right?" I nodded in confusion.

　　"This is for you." The restaurant manager pulled out a yellowed envelope from somewhere and handed it to me.

　　"What is this?" I hesitated and was afraid to accept it for a moment.

　　"When our restaurant first opened, we organized an activity, writing letters to ourselves three years later." The restaurant manager said with some nostalgia, "Originally, I was planning to send postcards to you three years later, but since you came today and it's been almost three years, I'll give it to you directly." I remembered, there really was such an activity back then.

　　Zhou Yun couldn't stay still and wanted to try everything.

　　In today's terms, he was very showy.

　　He was extremely persistent in doing all kinds of romantic things that couples do.

　　I remember he even went to the confession wall at school and said cheesy love words for three days.

　　It made me too embarrassed to go to class during those days.

　　I opened the envelope.

　　There was only one sentence on the postcard: "Hello, Lin Xiaoxiao three years later, have you become Mrs.

　　Lin?" It was written by Zhou Yun.

　　We were in the midst of passionate love at that time.

　　After finishing writing, he insisted on exchanging and keeping each other's letters.

　　He said that three years later, we would come together to see what the other wrote.

　　I turned over the postcard and there was a half sentence on the back.

　　"If not yet, wait for me, I will try harder." So we really were in love like that at one time.

　　The arguments and cold wars during this period made me almost forget how much we used to want to be with each other.

　　I took out my phone and began deleting the chat records from those years in college, one by one.