His curiosity had grown larger and larger. Once, when Li Qingshen went out without locking the door, he stealthily slipped into his bedroom. The computer happened to be on, QQ also happened to be logged in, so he clicked open and found that there was only one friend listed—Ling Momo!
He flipped through their chat history, only to find that the chat totaled up to a mere ten pages, starting from two years ago.
At that time, he was truly shocked. Over two years, and yet all of their chat content amounted to barely two to three hundred sentences.
Moreover, he roughly skimmed over the content of their chats. Most of them were messages sent by Li Qingshen to her, "Are you okay?" The girl named Ling Momo would reply with an "I’m fine," and then there would be nothing more. Occasionally, the girl would complain to him with a "So tired."
He silently restored Li Qingshen’s computer to its original state and then left his room. One night, he found an excuse to linger in Li Qingshen’s room and refused to leave.
Li Qingshen sat in front of the computer, casually reading a book, occasionally lifting his head to glance at QQ on the screen. The source of thɪs content is novｅlfire.net
Until four o’clock in the morning, when he finally couldn’t hold out any longer and wanted to go to sleep, he saw the only friend on Li Qingshen’s computer, Ling Momo’s avatar light up.
Li Qingshen instantly put down his book, clicked on her avatar, and sent a message. As for what it said, he didn’t see, but he knew that the two of them chatted for less than five minutes. Then the girl’s avatar dimmed again, and only then did Li Qingshen turn off the computer, go to take a shower, and prepare to sleep.
He completely understood that Li Qingshen stayed up every night, just waiting for that girl to come online.
This man, whom everyone thought most unlikely to fall for a woman, had long since harbored someone deep in his heart, deeply entrenched.
In the following two years, Li Qingshen continued in the same way, no matter how tired or how late, he would wait.
Sometimes, the girl really wouldn’t come online for a long time, and he would just keep waiting, waiting until she came online before he was willing to go to sleep.
America and China, the time difference was thirteen hours.
Yet this thirteen-hour time difference bore the weight of one person’s true love for another.
Until two years later, when he returned home, he saw the normally teetotal Li Qingshen slumped against the wall, unconscious, with many empty wine bottles around him.
He approached and only then realized that Li Qingshen was running a high fever. He frantically rushed him to the hospital, where he was diagnosed with alcohol allergy.
In the following days, Li Qingshen couldn’t keep anything down and was in a sorry state.
Already a man of few words, he became even more reticent.
Later, he inadvertently learned that the girl named Ling Momo had fallen for a boy.
He thought Li Qingshen would give up once and for all, but unexpectedly, after recovering from his illness, Li Qingshen continued to live in silent waiting through the thirteen-hour time difference.
Later, Li Qingshen got drunk once more, that time was when Ling Momo finally got together with the boy she loved.
He couldn’t imagine how Li Qingshen truly felt deep down when that girl excitedly and jubilantly told him, "I’ve become his girlfriend!"
He was even more unable to imagine, while his eyes were full of sorrow and his heart ached, the reply he gave her was, "Then I wish you happiness." What must Li Qingshen have felt deep down at that time!
[So-called deep feelings, the so-called thirteen-hour time difference!]