love letter

Will Collins is a Londoner, born in a poor working family in the 19th century.His father was a cobbler, his mother was a female worker, and he had three younger siblings. The family of six lived in a small, damp house in a slum.There, he spent a dirty and smelly childhood.

Luckily, Will was gifted, excelled in school, graduated from Oxford University with the support of a teacher, and became a successful businessman.

Material wealth obviously cannot satisfy this young man with lofty ideals. Yearning for the sun and the coast, he plans a trip around the world.Depart from London by boat, go southward through the Cape of Good Hope at the end of Africa, sail eastward, pass through India and the Philippines, drift in the endless blue Pacific Ocean, then cross Central America, enter the Atlantic Ocean from the Caribbean Sea, and finally return to the Pacific Ocean. to England.

This adventure brought Will a wealth of writing material.He processed his travel diary and compiled it into "Will Collins Travels Around the World" for publication, which became a sensational bestseller in the society.You know, in London in 1895, perhaps few people read the classic "Bacon's Essays", but everyone was happy to read exciting adventure stories.Among them, the customs and customs around the world are eye-opening - the tide of copyright tax has made Will Collins one of the richest writers in London.

When a person's wealth accumulates to a certain level, he will definitely seek to improve his status: Will has become the darling of the upper class, and no matter which big man's salon is willing to reserve a place for him. The 26-year-old Will is young and promising, tall and handsome. Many gentlemen want to marry their daughters to this outstanding young man, including the Scottish nobleman, the Marquess of Swindon.He arranged for his daughter Helena to get to know Will, and the two had a good first impression of each other. Helena needs an excellent husband, and Will also needs a noble wife to help him step into the upper class. ranks.

One day in June, Will and Helena were invited to a birthday party hosted by Philip, the eldest son of the wealthy businessman Mr. Lawrence.He has had a relationship with the famous London playboy before, but he is not familiar with him.Philip is a typical cynic, keen on eating, drinking and having fun with beautiful rich girls.

This birthday party was held at the mansion Philip bought in his own name.This mansion is very much like his master, decorated with resplendent and magnificent decoration, it looks like the second Buckingham Palace.

Will and Helena walked into the hall hand in hand.Along the way, many people came to say hello.Will has long been familiar with this set of procedures in high society: for gentlemen, he can still chat with each other; for ladies, he never repeats the words of praise from his mouth.

"Hi, Will!" Not far away, a well-dressed young man waved to him, and he walked through the crowd to the end of the corridor, his face brimming with joy, "Well, isn't this place not bad?"

"This is incredible, Philip." Will said with a smile, "When I saw this Buckingham Palace-like building, I thought I was attending a royal party."

"By the way, Will, this is my younger brother, Alexander. He is your book fan." Philip waved to the back, and a blond boy came over.

When Will saw him clearly, his eyes actually stopped.Even in the past 20 years, he still thinks that he has never seen a better-looking person-a childish teenager, about [-] or [-] years old, with dazzling blond hair and a pair of pure blue eyes.The contours of his face are slightly softened, and the features are well arranged, especially the well-lined and brightly colored lips, which are neither narrow like a thin line like those mean old ladies with high cheekbones, nor like sausages. Generally, the valgus is too exaggerated and looks stupid, but the plumpness is just right, and people have an urge to kiss them when they see it.

"Hi, Mr. Collins. I'm Alex." The teenager held out his hand and looked up at Will with a friendly smile.There seemed to be thousands of bright stars shining in his big blue eyes, and when he blinked, the long and curled eyelashes cast shadows under the eyes, which made Will look fascinated.What's more terrible is that when he laughed, two small dimples emerged from the corners of his mouth, which looked lively and innocent - if there really was an angel, then he must look like Alexander Lawrence!

Will came back to his senses at this moment, and held each other's smooth and white hands together: "Just call me Will."

"I like your book very much," said Alex. "I'm going to travel around the world in a few years."

"I'm honored." Helena walked to the other side to chat with her friends, so the two of them started talking too.

"But I'm curious," Alex said, "are there really cannibals? How do they eat people?"

"As far as I know, there are many cannibals in the primeval forests of New Guinea. But they don't eat living people, they only eat the flesh of dead relatives or enemies. In their view, this is a way of psychic." Wei Er answered him seriously, "Unfortunately, I didn't see it with my own eyes. Maybe you will have a chance in the future."

"Sounds disgusting." Alex laughed. "Also, is India really full of gold? What about China?"

"Sir, you must have been deceived by those inferior adventure novels." Will laughed dumbly. "India has a lot of spices, and most people there believe in Hinduism. The Chinese all wear long braids."

"I've always wanted to go to Africa, what do you think there? I'm fed up with the rainy days in London, I need sun and sand..." Alex asked Will, like a curious toddler All kinds of questions, and Will answered them patiently.The two chatted from the lobby corridor to the balcony on the second floor, from the cannibals in New Guinea to the polar bears in Greenland, and they reluctantly left each other until the ball started.

Will and Helena dance gracefully to the melodious "Blue Danube" waltz played by the orchestra, but his eyes always look aside from time to time.Helena noticed his abnormality and joked, "Which beautiful lady did you see?"

Will looked back at Alex, and explained repeatedly: "No, I just saw an acquaintance, but couldn't remember who it was, so I took a few more glances." However, after finishing speaking, he accidentally He stepped on Helena's face, and his chaotic dance steps accompanied by a flustered heart made his face flush with shame.

"Men are always such liars," said Helena.

But Alex in the crowd over there didn't look away at all, and kept his eyes on Will the whole time, even when he was invited to dance.To be honest, the taste of being watched is not good, but because the owner of this line of sight is a beautiful boy, Will also compromised.

When they left that day, Philip stood at the door and said goodbye to them warmly; while Alex grabbed the door and hid half of his body in the door, looked at Will and said: "Maybe next time we can continue to discuss travel. "

On the way home, Will closed his eyes, thinking only of those charming blue eyes.

"Which lady is it that makes you so obsessed?" Helena's expression was obviously displeased.she asked in a questioning tone.

"No." Will smiled and kissed her, "It's just because this party is too gorgeous, I feel as if I have entered a fairy tale world in a dream."