Hello!
I've thought about what to say when I see you at my wedding for countless times.
And I firmly believe that you will definitely appear at the wedding, because I also want to know what kind of life partner you finally choose.
We should agree on this point.
I was sorting out old things yesterday and saw an old notebook. I turned a page carelessly, and a note fell out, and the past floated in front of me with the note.
The note reads: that rainy summer, I met a girl, with flowers laughing all over the mountain and tea fragrance all over the ground. Missing is also a wonderful fragrance. It's refreshing when you're here, and gnawing at bones when you're not. When you are here, the whole world is there, and when you are not, it is still there. Don't know how to comfort, say goodbye. Please don't be sad and leave.
This seems to have been written when we first established our relationship. I said at that time, "As long as I am with you, I will go to the grave, even if it is * * *".
Compared with your writing, my oath is more straightforward and stronger.
But I still want to ask, when we walk 20 kilometers a day, we are always sweating, and the air around us is filled with the smell of sweat. Where did you smell the fragrance?
Or biological theory: if I don't wear perfume, you can still smell my body fragrance, which proves that your genes have chosen me.
Haha, I just wonder where the fragrance comes from. I didn't doubt it at first.
When I first met you, you were a talented person who blurted out in novels or operas. I was a common people who only thought about how to get rid of poverty and get rich all day. We've only been together for a few years, and I've become a sad young woman in literature and art, but you've become an uncle who can't make money casually.
Time has changed you and me, but love is like an invisible catalyst, which makes me have you and you have me. This can be said to be the greatest invention of the creator.
I took a picture of you when I saw this note. I saw your WeChat reply in a few seconds: those words were true at that time.
It's been so long since we broke up, but your reply is so firm. When I saw this sentence, I wondered if I made a wrong decision and missed my marriage.
This is not the first time I regret it. When I was far away from home, I asked you to get a marriage certificate. Your original words are: you don't like you anymore, how can you live with you all your life?
I can't go back on what I said to you. I can only let it reverberate in my mind over and over again.
When I left by train, I sat motionless by the window, watching the tracks no longer straight, and began to make a detour slowly. Looking at the scenery outside the window, it is gradually different from my hometown. I know I'm getting farther and farther away from you.
However, our parting did not happen overnight.
When the investment and financial management you chose exploded, it once made me collapse, and my impatience exceeded your imagination. I will never come out to find me on a cold winter night.
I forgot my key when I was on the night shift, and you happened to be on the night shift, so I don't blame you for not sending me the key that day, but when I asked the locksmith to open the door and lay in bed tired, you only called me to scold me.
I was on the other end of the phone and didn't say anything. We haven't contacted each other since you hung up.
No farewell, no farewell, I didn't even know it was our farewell.
After breaking up, I think of the past countless times, your love for me at first sight, my appreciation of your talent, and our gentle kiss on the bus.
At that time, we hiked in the depths of Shan Ye forest every day, and our sports soles were ground from the plane to the inclined plane. So when we go back to the city on the bus, we always sleep side by side, leaning against our heads and sleeping in a circle, as fragrant as pigs. When waiting for the bus, the master can wake us up with a voice.
The moment I woke up, I suddenly looked up, and you suddenly bowed your head, making everything so logical.
I don't know if the driver saw it, because we both rushed off the station in lightning speed.
By the way, after breaking up, my parents always ask about you, and I always find various reasons to escape. Unfortunately, what I can't escape is questioning, but memories.
I have always regretted not going to the end with you. The regret in my bones is that I would rather we didn't know each other from the beginning. I ran out of the community at two o'clock, and you never came out to find me.
I forgot my key when I was on the night shift, and you happened to be on the night shift, so I don't blame you for not sending me the key that day, but when I asked the locksmith to open the door and lay in bed tired, you only called me to scold me.
I was on the other end of the phone and didn't say anything. We haven't contacted each other since you hung up.
No farewell, no farewell, I didn't even know it was our farewell.
After breaking up, I think of the past countless times, your love for me at first sight, my appreciation of your talent, and our gentle kiss on the bus.
At that time, we hiked in the depths of Shan Ye forest every day, and our sports soles were ground from the plane to the inclined plane. So when we go back to the city on the bus, we always sleep side by side, leaning against our heads and sleeping in a circle, as fragrant as pigs. When waiting for the bus, the master can wake us up with a voice.
The moment I woke up, I suddenly looked up, and you suddenly bowed your head, making everything so logical.
I don't know if the driver saw it, because we both rushed off the station in lightning speed.
By the way, after breaking up, my parents always ask about you, and I always find various reasons to escape. Unfortunately, what I can't escape is questioning, but memories.
I have always regretted not going to the end with you. The regret in my bones is that I would rather we didn't know each other from the beginning.
Da Bing once said that the biggest illusion in the world is nothing more than always being self-righteous, and most of the world is always wishful illusion.
We used to have serious illusions about the future.
I have known you for 8 years, and this is the first time I have written to you formally.
If you go back to 30 years ago, this letter can still appear in your mailbox, on a slow ox cart, across rivers and mountains. If I can receive a reply, it may have been half a year this time.
And I can spend half a year with hope.
But it's different now. Developed communication can make deep thoughts go where they should go without a second's brewing.
On the contrary, those who have hesitated for a year and a half and haven't said it should not be said, and it is hard to say.
After all, in this era, a qualified predecessor should be like a dead man. He can't be the best incumbent, he can only try to be the most qualified predecessor.
Because of you, my youth is so real, there is no nothingness that comes and goes without a trace. Thank you for coming with me.
I am here to convey