Completely taking the letter out of the envelope, he saw that the words "Shingo Harano" were written on it.

The words are very delicate, he also recognizes it, it is indeed the handwriting of love, seeing this, his heart immediately breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that it is really her handwritten letter.

With a dim light above his head, Shingo Harano gently opened the neatly folded letter and placed it under his eyes.

As soon as the distance was closer, a faint faint fragrance entered the nose.

After hearing this, Shigo Harano didn't read the content first, but was silent for a while.

He remembered this fragrance very clearly, it was a perfume he bought for her before, quiet and elegant, not strong but very quiet, she often used this one.

Exhaling softly, Shingo Harano opened the letter with a complicated look in his eyes, and suddenly the handwriting on it appeared in front of him.

Mago Harano:

The autumn wind has risen recently, and when the sound of insects is boiling, you and I should add clothes.

Is autumn really a bleak season? Not necessarily, a slight cold is the most comfortable weather. Although the green lotus leaves are almost gone, the pink lotus flowers are still in full bloom......

Originally, I said that I would not communicate for the time being, but I still couldn't hold it back after holding it for a long time, as if I was outbursting with emotion, and on this night, I still couldn't bear it.

But I always felt that the email was too informal, and I wrote it down by hand to make it seem formal, so I wrote this letter, but fortunately I still remember the zip code at home, otherwise I might not even be able to send the email.

I'm fine in Fukuoka, Shingo doesn't have to worry about me, my grandfather and grandmother are very good, and although there are some flaws in life, it's still good overall.

Let's talk about the environment here, the place where I live is very large and gorgeous, and on an early autumn evening, I walked in the atrium, and the grass and flowers in the garden were all vying for the last glory, and they were full of red and green mixed flowers. In the middle of the garden is a pond with a marble mermaid standing in the middle of the pond, and from her navel comes a cool spring of water.

The moonlight sprinkled all over the garden, and the trees in the distance were covered with silver brilliance, and the forest baked a thick black shadow, and the silence and solemnity pressed there. The water spray of the fountain, the microwave in the pool, all reflected the bright moonlight, rippling there, the greenery under her feet and the nearby flowers and plants were also covered in the moonlight, soft and silent trampled by her.

The sound of autumn is in every leaf, in every flower, in every drop of sweat, in every full grain. Listen, Autumn's voice, hurrying from afar, hurriing away from afar, but to my pity—there is no voice from you.

The autumn pond grows, and the autumn leaves are deep yellow. Some people are savoring the helplessness of autumn, some people are looking forward to the harvest of the coming year, some people are sighing for the lack of leaves, and thousands of feelings are hidden in the hearts of thousands of people.

Now that I've talked about the seasons, let's talk about my state of mind during this time.

I love you, there's no doubt about it.

I don't know what Shingo thought about during this time, and what I've learned in reality, but I guess I'm still better than me, after all, I'm a fool...

I didn't go to school here, but hired a private tutor, and my home was a manor with a long ridge of land, and my grandparents said it was mine, but I didn't like it, probably because I always felt that something was missing.

Before leaving, I didn't have time to leave anything, and I took Xiao Erlang with me, because I was a little afraid of loneliness by nature.

But I could see that Shingo was the same person as me in this regard, and I was a little worried that Shingo would be too lonely alone after I was gone.

But when I thought about it, there was still Senior Sister Beichuan with you, and most of my mind was relieved. Beichuan Senpai is a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, she will definitely take care of you, after all... She's a very nice girl.

Shingo used to tell me that I was going to be a big man, and I absolutely believed it. Because no one knows your ambition and your abilities better than I do, I believe in you.

Although Shingo is a very powerful boy, or rather, a man, he is really a fool in life!

At first, I didn't want to write so much, but when I wrote here, I still felt that it was a little less.

Am I too nagging?,If I'm still nagging like this when I'm old.,I'm afraid Shingo will say I'm a nagging old woman.,But even then I'm willing to keep nagging.。

I... I...

The two above me,Shingo Harano can see it clearly.,Although it's crossed out.,And the color is still a little dark.,It's a little soft when I touch it with my hand.,It's probably... Tears?

Then I looked down, and there weren't many left.

I don't know how to face you again, I'm a little scared to see you, why is that?

I wanted to go back, I wanted to see you, I wanted to hear your voice every night, but—I was afraid.

I've long found out that I don't need to have me in my life, and with me, it's more of a burden, but I just can't do without you!

But my heart is like a mirror, maybe my departure will make you happier.

When I can't sleep at night, I miss you; In my free time, I don't know what to do.

Looking at the information on the Internet, it seems that men and women break up for a while, and it will be very uncomfortable at first, but the more it goes on, the more dull it becomes, I'm not like this, I don't know if Shingo is...

Today is Obsidian Day, and during the day, the sky is very blue.

Behind the blue is purity, and the purity is a little difficult for me to see.

The sky is endless, I always wish you had me in your back, but I can't always stand inside...

There's been so much to write, I'm really nagging, so be it.

There are so many things I want to share with you, but how can I make them all clear in the letter.

It's cold, remember to add clothes.

I wish you good luck.

2019.9.19 - Ai Fukuhara.

Shingo Harano gently put down the letter in his hand, looking at the more and more scribbled handwriting on it until the end, he also understood in his heart what kind of state of mind Ai Fukuhara was at that time.

Her life seems to be good, and Fukuhara's family seems to be very generous, but he can't feel Ai Fukuhara's happiness in this letter.

The mood immediately fell, and if there was someone next to him, it was a pity that he could clearly see the bloodshot in the eyes of Shingo Harano and the slightly shrunken shoulders.

"I'm such an out-and-out bastard!"

He pursed his lips tightly and commented fiercely on himself in his heart.

It's lucky to be able to live in this life, I used to always say that I didn't care or didn't care, but when I really got to that point, I still had this or that concern in my heart.

What the hell are you worried about?

Shingo Harano leaned back, his neck resting on the couch, ignoring the stinging sensation in his eyes and staring at the light overhead.

Tears swirled in his eyes, but they just didn't come down, and he clenched his fists as if he understood something.

You can't be a waste anymore, even if it's a waste, you have to have the determination to break the rules.