Chapter 33: Paper Short Love (Extra)
Lovely Li Yixuan:
When you read this letter, I can tell you directly that I have liked you for a long time.
I know that I am suddenly giving you this letter today, it may really seem abrupt, you will be surprised, and maybe it is really out of place at this time.
However, my love for you has spread into an ocean, and I can no longer bury it in my heart. Every time I see you, it will increase little by little, and I can't help but talk about this feeling that is difficult to hide.
Like the tide, I've been submerged without a trace.
I think you may wonder why I like you, but I really don't need any reason to like you, just a glance and a moment.
When did I start liking you?
The moment I see you every day, the smile you look back at every time, or maybe it is the fragrance of you that I accidentally smell when I pass by you, or maybe it is your cute and cute temperament, or maybe it is simply the heartbeat of that moment.
Any detail is drawing me in to like you, until I can't help myself.
Ever since I met you when I first started repeating, I knew that there was still such a you in this world. Only you can make me reminisce, and only you will make me intoxicated.
If I hadn't met in my life, I wouldn't believe that there was a kind of person who could never get tired of seeing it, and there was a kind of person who could feel warm as soon as I got to know him. If emotions can be explained, vows can be modified. Suppose - you and I meet, it can be rescheduled. Then, my life will be static and boring. If one day, I can finally forget you-
However, this is not a haphazardly arranged novel, nor is it a play to be played out tomorrow. I can't find the original manuscript of the story, and then I'm going to erase you.
Hurried encounters in life, do not seek results, do not seek peers, do not ask for what you once had, or even ask you to like me, I just want to be able to meet you like this in my most beautiful years.
When tomorrow becomes today, today becomes yesterday, and finally becomes a day that is no longer important in our memory, we will suddenly find ourselves unconsciously pushed forward by time.
This is not the illusion of being in a stationary train, as if we are moving forward when intersecting with adjacent trains, but we are really growing, and we are slowly becoming another mature self with the passage of time. Tomorrow is close at hand, far away in the world. I only hope that tomorrow we will live a brilliant and prosperous life just like today.
I'm a lonely person.
A lonely person always remembers everyone who has appeared in his life, so I always think of you.
On every starry night, over and over again, count my loneliness.
I longed for liberation.
I've seen many sunsets, warm or sad. The light took away the temperature of the air, turned the hot earth into cold, and smeared the outlines of the surrounding thorns and artemisia into the gray night. Only my love for you remains, in the silence of the night temperature, gradually grows. The thought of wanting to be with you also slowly became stubborn in my mind.
I seem to be filled with strength every day I can see the corners of your mouth raised. I am no longer satisfied with the chaotic life of the past year of high school, I have begun to learn to catch up, to surpass, to work hard, to achieve, to like, to laugh, to be sincere, to choose, to fantasize. My soul will be repetitive for the last year of the most memorable repetition of a girl I like.
Even though I know that none of those smiles you have are for me.
That's why I count your smiles every day, but you're so beautiful and depressed when you laugh.
I've seen many sunsets, warm or sad. The light takes away the temperature of the air, coldens the hot earth, and paints the outlines of the surrounding thorns and artemisia into the gray night. Only my thoughts of you are left, in the silence of the night temperature, gradually growing. The thought of wanting to be with you also slowly became stubborn in my mind.
I've thought of a lot of reasons why I don't like you anymore. Distance, disease, war, and the most terrible deaths. These births, old ages, sickness and death, like unchangeable spring, summer, autumn and winter, confront us in silence in the years. I've thought about a lot of scenarios if I were separated from you after the college entrance exam. In fact, it is not so scary, it is still the same as in my previous life, eating alone, sleeping alone, and waking up in the middle of the night.
But will we be separated? I wake up from my dreams a lot of the time. When you're in a bad mood, when you're sad, when you're afraid of the future, you will have all kinds of frightening nightmares. But he never struggled to do it and shouted loudly like in the movie. After struggling with all his strength, he gently opened his eyes from the dream, and lay down on the bed calmly, looking at the room in the dim light, his whole body was as weak as collapse. At such a moment, I feel a sense of luck for the rest of my life after the catastrophe, but then there is a loneliness that makes people feel so depressed that they want to cry.
- How many years have I woken up in such loneliness.
- You just met me in the moment, in such a brief moment. It made me feel scared, worried, and lost.
- Why didn't we meet in the distant past? So you'll know why I like you so much.
Heavy rain drenched the forest, and then the sunlight evaporated the water into a fog.
The sight was damp with such milky white particles, and it looked like tears floating in the eye sockets.
Maybe many years have passed, and you will slowly and completely forget that I used to repeat that year. At that time, I hope you can still remember the best years of your repetition of the year.
I think of a young man who was once a two-two boy, and during that time, he had the most beautiful and warm laughter and the most simple and sincere pursuit.
I know you've probably never paid attention to me, and you've probably only spoken a few words since we've been in school. In your heart, I may just be a classmate sitting not far from you, a classmate who is not very outstanding.
I don't expect you to promise me. Just a letter, it's not enough to impress anything. I just hope you can remember me, remember this guy who used to like you so much, a guy who wrote you a love letter.
Maybe we can't be lovers, I just want to be good classmates, I just want to be around you all the time.
It is said that the campus romance is unreliable, but I really only liked you for so many years, and this kind of liking makes me crazy.
In the future, it will be difficult to find someone who makes me feel like you.
If one day, you feel tired, as soon as you turn around, I will be by your side. No matter how far away it is, no matter how many years have passed, this love will turn into stars, flashing in the morning, twilight, night, and every inch of space in your life.
Shi Lei.
On the evening of September 26, 2018