Sitting in the seat blankly, I couldn't calm down my mood. Zhang Yuan didn't know what was wrong with him. A voice in his heart always told himself that these were emails sent yesterday, and they had to be replied to whether it was due to etiquette, responsibility, or obligation.

But Reason told him that these people no longer exist and no reply was needed.

Even if they reply, they won't receive it.

Even he has long been no longer an authority on the issue of turbulence. In 183 years, humans have long explored this method very clearly, and maybe new theories have emerged, and he does not need to guide him.

"What's the point?"

He sighed again, trying to free himself from these complicated scientific research documents.

There is no need, it is really no need.

The next letter is no longer a scientific research letter, but a good news that Ye Qingqing, the daughter of my aunt's family, was admitted to university.

Because she didn't work hard and had poor college entrance examination scores, the university she was admitted to was just a local university, which was quite average.

However, for a girl who has just entered adulthood, it is also a critical step towards her future life.

A photo was also sent on it, which was about Ye Qingqing's smiling face, holding an admission notice in her hand, showing off her somewhat arrogantly.

"Cousin, I've been admitted to university. Haha, I can finally have a happy summer vacation. There is no tutoring or nagging from my parents. It's so good and happy! There is a cool boyfriend waiting for me on the university campus in the future. I'll show you when I find it."

Ye Qingqing's voice traveled through time and space and reached Zhang Yuan's eardrums.

"Congratulations!" Zhang Yuan typed a few words on the computer.

Then, he thought silently and deleted it again.

I remember the last summer on Earth, it seemed particularly hot, and I recalled the scene of repairing the radio at Ye Qingqing's house...

This silly girl doesn't like studying, but she chose a good major and shouldn't be unemployed after graduation.

The next email is a wedding photo sent by senior sister Wang Lili.

"Mr. Zhang, when I was taking care of my children at home today, I suddenly remembered you. Time flies so fast, and it has been 4 years since you left. A lot of things have happened over the years, and finally... I married a rich man. It's a pity that you can't drink the wedding banquet, hey."

"Send you a wedding photo."

"Send you another photo of your baby! Is it cute?"

【Photo】【Photo】

"Haha, this girl is already married, her children are so old, there is no hope of pursuing me!"

"Oh, by the way, now, you are already hibernating... I suddenly remembered you and came to express my condolences. I wonder when you will wake up and when will you see my message? No... At that time, I was already old, right?"

"The Deep Space Foundation is really stingy. It costs ten dollars to send an email."

"No other meaning, good wishes."

“Happy life!”

Zhang lowered his head, his eyes were already a little blurred.

Life is so dramatic, and senior Wang Lili abandoned her dog-licking boyfriend and married a rich man...

It took a long time to click on the next letter.

He felt that he was reading all his friends' life... from those days after he left until his death.

Time goes forward like a videotape.

Humans are really a fragile creature, why... suddenly disappear?

There is no doubt that as time goes by, he is recalled less and less.

At the beginning, there were many letters from all kinds of friends, but later, there was only one letter in three or five years. Then, there was one letter in three or fifty years.

Humans are forgetful creatures. Not only the whole world is forgetting him, but all relatives and friends are also forgetting him. Ye Qingqing said she wanted to show her boyfriend, but she did not send him in the end.

Professor Wang Zhong passed away at the age of 147. The letter was sent to him by his senior sister Xu Yunjing.

At the age of 147, it was still a relatively high life span in that era.

But for Zhang Yuan, he just had a video yesterday, said goodbye, and died today.

He still remembers Professor Wang Zhong’s last words: “… Everything in the world is not worth nostalgic. Let’s look at the world three thousand years later!”

I don’t know how to describe this feeling... it is very unreal, but it is also very real. The pain of parting that had been dispersed for decades needs to be endured within one day.

Zhang Yuan seemed to be numb, and felt like he was enjoying a series of not-so-exciting TV series.

At the end, there was only one letter in the email address.

Moreover, the span is particularly huge, and it is a full forty years apart from the second to last letter.

As if he had no breath, Zhang Yuan was stunned for a while before trying to turn it on.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang Yuan."

"Unknown to me, I have become an old woman over a hundred years old. I believe you, who is still hibernating, must be still young. It's really an enviable thing."

"Today, I held the cat at home and sat under the shade of the tree for afternoon tea. Somehow, I suddenly remembered you. The memory is so long that I found that I can no longer remember your appearance, and even my name is a little blurred."

"But I still remember that beautiful and strange night..."

"Ha, you're so cute!"

"I quickly took out my cell phone and logged into my long-lost social account."

"I found our photo, and long-lost memories came one after another, and before I knew it, a subtle touch was created."

"I was so beautiful at that time, with fair skin and beautiful appearance, but you were also handsome!"

"I was wondering, if I had taken the initiative at that time, would you stay? Maybe, what a pity! But in a greater sense, you still wouldn't stay."

"When I get older, I like to think about everything and want to make up for my regrets when I was young."

"I still like you very much. Deep Space Colonization is such a cool thing. But I am already an old woman! Can an old woman be rejuvenated? Of course not, I can't catch up with you who are outside the light years."

"I still won't show you my appearance now. I still like my appearance when I was young. Everyone likes beauty, youthful and cute."

"But time is a sailboat that goes down the river. As time goes by, there is no longer a simplicity, and there is no way to start over. By the way, I am now a writer of best-selling novels. Isn't it a surprise?"

"I originally agreed not to contact me anymore, but I really can't stand it! Maybe it's because I'm old and have a few years of life... I always have many thoughts to tell you, and I feel like you are my good friend for the rest of my life. I seem to be able to understand me forever, but I don't know how to say it."

"A lifetime is too long, and enough stories have happened... If these past stories are accompanied by my disappearance, I don't know what the meaning of it."

"Forget it, let's not say it."

"You should know who I am."

"Hello."

The email was empty and there were no unread files anymore.

Even if I have made sufficient psychological preparations in advance, I still feel so heavy when the facts really come.

So heavy!

Zhang Yuan turned off the computer, lay on the table, buried his head and cried, and tears dripped on the desktop.
Chapter completed!