Chapter 390: This Spring and Autumn Dream I Had When I Was Young

Fang Ning carefully read the letter from 800 kilometers.

This is also the first greeting from a friend from high school since he went to college, although everyone has been separated, but the faint care for each other still warms his heart and is somewhat moved.

Fang Ning personally revealed:

Zhanxin is safe, and the words are like faces.

Was it a surprise to hear from me all of a sudden?

Actually, this is not my whim, but I have been thinking about it for a long time, probably how long, it should be before the college entrance examination, but I was busy with various training and exams at the time, and I didn't have time to write to you, so I delayed, and now that I'm in college, I finally have time to spare, so I want to talk to you.

I was finally admitted to my dream school as I wished, and it seems that the dream you said came true at the beginning.

Because of the problem of professional scores, I was not assigned to a good major as I wished, but I always studied medicine, and maybe after many years, I can also be regarded as a doctor who saves lives, so although the process of studying medicine is very hard, I am willing to do it and never regret it.

The roommates are very good and excellent, and sometimes I wonder if I will not be able to keep up with them, after all, I always feel that I am engaged in sports, but I was admitted to the medical university by mistake, which is somewhat absurd.

The school is very large and remote, and it is a little inconvenient to go home during the holidays in Hanpu.

But it's okay, there is a gap between comparisons, not as far as you run, and it's not easy to come back from such a long distance.

There are also several boys in our class, and I also know a boy who is a native of Changsha, and his appearance and demeanor are a bit similar to yours, and every time I hear him speak, I feel a familiar illusion, and that feeling is as if you are standing in front of me in person, holding your arms and talking in a lazy tone.

However, no matter how similar it is, it is never you.

The Fang Ning I know is a lazy young man with a rich and noble atmosphere.

I still remember many years ago, when you passed me on your bicycle.

The sun is just right, and you tell me: morning!

On the night after the college entrance examination, my friend and I walked a long way to the end of the overpass, and we also talked for a long time about your topic.

Later, on the way, Jiajia suddenly asked me, what would you want to do if you were given a chance to fulfill your wish? I wanted to answer that question, but I couldn't help it.

However, I already had the answer in my mind.

Because what I want most is probably to go through our junior high school again with you and listen to you tell you interesting things that I don't know.

Although this is not an earth-shattering event, for me, this is your youth, and I have not been involved, so I have some regrets.

In the blink of an eye, we've known each other for almost seven years.

Looking back on the past years, I didn't leave any deep memories except for fighting.

I didn't think I'd like you one day.

I thought it was incredible myself.

I've also wondered if my liking for you is because I've been single for a long time and lonely, or is it because of my frequent contact with you?

I thought about it, when did I find out I liked you?

It was the second year of junior high school, and once, I dreamed that you had a girlfriend, and in the dream I was so angry that I was woken up by you.

When I woke up, I thought, why am I angry when you fall in love?

As your good friend, I should bless you when you fall in love!

That's when I sensed that my feelings for you were wrong.

I know your strengths and I know your weaknesses, and I try to use your weaknesses to get myself back to normal. However, my subconscious couldn't help but have a heart that jumped with joy.

Every time I see hello, I can be happy for a long time, and that feeling is as pure as the annual spring outing when I was a child.

I like to see your clear eyes, I like the way you speak, I like your temperament, and I like so many places that I can't count them all.

Later, you really had a girlfriend, and my mind was lightened, and I concentrated on sports and studying.

Later, I also talked about a boyfriend, but maybe I wasn't born to fall in love, that love was just for fun, and it came and went quickly.

For a while, I used to upload photos and stories about my intimacy with that guy, just to show you that you don't like me, and there are other boys who like me, and you don't have anything remarkable.

Actually, this is not my original intention, it is all Su Can's bad idea, if you want to find trouble, go to him!

What makes me depressed is that I don't know if you and your girlfriend are passionate about falling in love, or if you are busy studying and have no time, you haven't come to my space once, and you don't have any footprints, let alone visitor information.

There's nothing more heart-wrenching than that.

However, none of this has anything to do with you, all emotions come from my concern, and in the end I am just a swaggering clown, entertaining myself.

I still remember the first time we met, the first time we met, the first time we got closer because of something, the first time I asked you to bring breakfast.

These good things are all a thing of the past.

I thought that one day, these memories would become unimportant, but they would still become old photos pressed at the bottom of my box.

It's just that I'm a little sad.

If you see a hint of guilt or emotion here, I want to tell you, no!

I know very well that feelings cannot be forced, and a person as conceited as me is not allowed to force it. My purpose is only to tell you what I want to say to you at this moment, while I still like you.

Because ah, courage is gone, just like feelings.

Sooner or later, I will not like you, I will have my life, and maybe I will forget that I wrote you such a letter.

While I still like you, I wrote, everything was done by my willingness, I did what I wanted, and I was very happy.

The spring and autumn dream I had when I was young finally woke up in a glass of wine full of the north wind.

Having said that, it would be a bit redundant to talk about anything else.

You should have read everything I wrote to you, and I don't know if you look bland, or if you look angry?

Of course, none of that matters anymore.

Then, live your life well.

I wish you joy and peace in your life.

The road is long, and everything can be expected.

Your old friend: The Ark

3 October 2014.

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Pit side gossip:

Finally finished writing the last sentence of this letter, in fact, there is another sentence, Chang'an Chang'an.

However, it has been replaced by joy and peace, so it will not be repeated, and it will affect the reading.

Let's talk about the owner of the letter, the ark in Fang Ning's memory, always the bright-eyed girl in the white shirt, she is brave and strong, she worked hard and worked hard to get into the university of her dreams.

But this is only from one angle, and there are many angles of the ark.

Her image is not one-sided, but three-dimensional and full.

Her feelings for Fang Ning are not like Su Xiaoxiao's feelings for Su Can, who don't hit the south wall and don't look back.

She always maintains the most restrained reason, knowing that it is impossible, so she will not be like a moth to a fire, hurting others and hurting herself.

This is the ark I like, that eighteen-year-old Fang Qianwen.