The tail of July is Leo.

This song is not known now, and that great-brother is naturally still unknown to everyone.

The plane crawled at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the amiable voice of the flight attendant came from beside him, but Tang Xin's thoughts stayed on the email he received.

It was an email from Ye Leiyang, and when Tang Xin opened the email, there was only one lyric on it - "Lonely people are shameful".

"It's the season of love, the air smells of couples, and it's shameful to be alone. It's a season of love, and everyone should smile at each other and hug each other so it's fine. I loved the flowers......"

"Tang Xin, when you read this email, I should have already left for South Korea. Forgive me for not telling you the news in advance because I didn't have the courage to face your eyes.

You once said that people may always miss something in this life, and you and I may be very fated, but whether we can get close in the end will take time to prove.

I used to have a dream to be closer to you, I didn't have the courage in high school, and when I got to college I tried to be stronger, but it turns out that I still have a long way to go to stand by your side.

I hope you can forgive me for not saying goodbye, because for me, you are one of my dreams, and dreams are undoubtedly beautiful for a man.

Maybe you don't believe it, I have thought about our future countless times in my dreams, in which you are still a goddess on the high, and I can only stand far away. Looking at your infinite scenery, watching you laugh and scold. Watch you fall from high in the sky and be powerless.

When I woke up, I looked up. It was already late at night outside the window, everyone in the dormitory was asleep, and the shadows of the trees were blown by the wind, gently swaying my eyes.

I've heard that if you miss someone, it becomes a gust of breeze that gently passes by them, and even if that person still doesn't feel it, that's our best effort.

Isn't life like this, everyone will become the wind that others or themselves miss.

The last house you stayed in. I've kept it all the time, and there are things for you and Marina, and no one else will live there in the future, because you always like to leave things behind, and I'm afraid that you will leave our memories there.

We've known each other for a long time, so long that I can't remember when we met, and today's separation is to meet again in a better future. I know you love to fly and you like to go far away. I don't know if there's poetry there, but I'm sure I'll still be standing by your side in ten or twenty years. Because I've been trying to do that.

You are the moonlight brought by the low tide, you are the bookmark swept away by time, and you are every star held up by the stream. I wish I could stay forever at the age of eighteen, so that I could always look at you like that. Look at the carefree and innocent you. ”

Looking at the dark sky outside the window, the roar of the plane made Tang Xin's thoughts spread in the endless night sky. She didn't know why, whenever she thought of Ye Leiyang's email, she always had a very strange feeling in her heart. Originally, I thought it was just some kind of hormonal impulse of a young man, and reason told me that I couldn't fall into it, but the more I came into contact with that boy, the more curious she became about this person, and then wanted to enter his world and his heart.

I just don't know if one day, he will appear in front of him in a devastating way, as he said in the email.

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The summer of 2003 has just ended, and with the arrival of autumn, somewhere in Anam Road, Seongbuk-gu, Seoul, the tail of summer has not yet ended, when the breeze is gentle, the sun is warm and warm, the branches of the willow trees sway with the wind, and the edges of the leaves occasionally reflect the sun, swaying people's eyes. Clouds swept through the sky, and the occasional bird passed through it, throwing itself into the distance.

For most Koreans, it was a very uneventful day, and in the second class of the morning at Korea University, a loud noise came from a classroom on the third floor of the teaching building, and the lecturer led the students in class. The bright sunlight shines through the glass windows, forming waves of light in the classroom, shining on the young and immature faces.

This is Korea University, where Ye Leiyang will live for the next year.

Leaving Huaxia and leaving familiar people, Ye Leiyang originally thought that he could resist the pain of parting and missing his hometown, but in fact he was wrong, this feeling is not good.

Although people arrived in Seoul, Ye Leiyang was not easy, the city will be renamed Seoul in two years, and he is a newcomer to visit a university professor today.

The professor's name is Park Donghao, who has a very high status in the Korean literary circle, in Qian Wenhua's words, equivalent to Lu Xun in the Chinese literary world.

As for how Qian Wenhua and him knew each other, the old man was secretive, but on the day of the apprenticeship banquet, he told Ye Leiyang his phone number, and asked him to remember to visit each other after arriving in Seoul.

He saw Park Donghao in a small pavilion at Korea University, the old man was sitting on a stone bench, his hands were on his legs very seriously, his hair was gray, but he was neatly combed, Ye Leiyang didn't know why, he recognized this person at a glance, walked over and bowed respectfully, and then stood quietly aside.

"Ye Leiyang?" The old man did not get up to return the salute, but asked slowly.

Ye Leiyang nodded lightly: "Hello, Professor Park, my teacher asked me to greet you." ”

"Sit down." Pointing to the position beside him, the old man showed a kind smile: "I'm old, I'm not used to talking to people with my head up, it's best for you to sit next to me." And people in your country don't like to bow, I know that, so you don't have to pay special attention to these etiquette. ”

Ye Leiyang was not polite, smiled and sat down beside the old man.

The old professor looked at Ye Leiyang and showed a smile: "It was when our two countries had just established diplomatic relations, because there was an opportunity for cultural exchange, I met your teacher, I was young and vigorous at that time, and I always felt that everyone in this world was inferior to myself, but in front of him, I suffered a defeat." ”

"He doesn't like to bow to others, unless he meets someone who is really older, and in his own words, he respects the age of the other person, not the person who respects the other person."

"You Chinese people, do you all have special self-esteem?" (To be continued.) )

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