love letter

Since then, Philip often called Will and Helena to play together.They chatted and drank tea at the Lawrence family's country house, walked on peaceful mountain paths, had picnics on the soft lawns... Of course, Alex was there every time.He still likes to pester Will to listen to him talk about customs and scenery around the world, and at the same time look at him with a kind of reverence, as if looking at a highly respected professor.

Of course, all this cannot escape Helena's eyes.Women's instincts are always right.She could see that the boy looked at Will with respect, admiration, and—— passionate love.

It was the look in the eyes of a lover.

After making this discovery, Helena had to pay more attention to the child.

One day, we were sitting in the living room drinking coffee.Will was reading the newspaper, and when he saw a headline, he opened his mouth and said: "Oscar Wilde was brought to court by the Marquess of Queensberry and sentenced to two years in prison."

"What did he do?" asked Helena. "We went to the theater and saw his play not so long ago, didn't we?"

"The Marquis said Wilde was a chicken and raped his son."

Helena became nervous when she heard the words "chicken and rape".She glanced at Alex on the side, as if she was afraid that he would rape her future husband.

"I can't imagine that such a thing will happen in the upper class." Philip fell back and slumped on the sofa. "If my father knew, he would definitely draw a line with the Douglas family as soon as possible. Earn titles and join the upper class."

Will shook his head: "I just can't understand why a handsome young boy should be with a middle-aged man who is already aging."

"Because of love," Alex continued, "love knows no age or gender."

"Did you read too many books by Plato?" Philip couldn't help laughing as if he had heard the funniest joke in his life, "You are only 14 years old, and you speak like a 40-year-old philosopher .”

"Alex is right," Will said. "Love is the purest impulse of the human heart."

"I can't stand you poets who make everything sound like the Bible." Philip shook his head resignedly.

When Alex heard Will affirm him, he couldn't hide his smile even though he pursed his lips, and the dimples around his mouth appeared again, like two happy notes.

"Speaking of which, Will, have you really decided to go to America?" Philip suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Yes, I have a business there, and I'm going to work for a few years." Will said, taking a sneak peek at Helena, "I'll come back when I'm 30...and get married."

Satisfied with the word "married", Helena turned her head and flashed a domineering smile at Alex.The other party just looked down at the book, only when he heard the last word, the little finger of his right hand trembled suddenly.

On the day Will left London, many friends came to see him off.He distributed the new address to everyone so that he would not be completely cut off from British society.Before boarding the boat, he kissed Helena and waved everyone goodbye.The giant ship slowly left the port and sailed westward. In the following days, it would go to New York via the Atlantic Ocean, and set foot on the land of the New World under the guidance of the Montauk Lighthouse at the eastern end of Long Island.

Life in New York is full and boring.Will has some new friends.There are everyone in the wealthy class in New York, rude upstarts, murderers who have been in prison, old manor owners with rigid words and deeds... America is like a melting pot, where you can meet all kinds of people , unlike the UK.No wonder so many people like to come to the United States to develop, here is really a completely new continent, a new start!No one will care about your past, everyone will take steps towards tomorrow together, and everyone will be full of confidence.

As the saying goes, clothes are better than new ones, and friends are old relatives.Will began to miss his friends in London more and more.This longing finally reached its peak when he received Alex's letter-he took it from the servant's hand with ecstasy, and opened it immediately before returning to his study.What would Alex say to him?Bad weather in London?Harsh father?Or Philip's affair with some lady? ...

The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and all the complaints about life in his heart were wiped away.Although to his disappointment, in this text message, Felix just exchanged a few words and talked about his recent trifles.But this didn't dampen his enthusiasm. He picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink, and wrote the reply with the smoothest and most beautiful words on the letter paper.In the letter, he almost wrote down everything that happened in the past six months: a fairly affluent life, some difficult customers in business, noisy neighbors next door... He poured out the words deep in his heart—he even wrote in Not so much has been said in the correspondence with Helena, as if this 14-year-old boy is his real partner.

He is willing to talk to young people, especially handsome young people.Their hearts have not been polluted by society, they are as pure as snow.

After only half an hour, he finished writing a smooth long letter.He took out an envelope and wrote "Received by Alexander Lawrence" on it. He picked it up and looked at it carefully. He thought the "A" at the beginning was not well written, so he crumpled the envelope and threw it aside, and wrote it again. once.Finally, he carefully stuffed the letter into the envelope, for fear of damaging it a little bit.

The following days were long, and Will asked the servant every few days: "Is there a letter from me? It was sent from London." However, he often got a negative answer.Once, Sophia, the maid, held a letter up high and shouted as she ran, "Mr. Collins, here is your letter! From London!"

Will couldn't wait to take it from her, but when he opened it, he found that it was signed by another friend in London.Like a deflated hot air balloon, he lost his life in an instant.He skimmed through the meaningless letter, replied with a few perfunctory sentences, and then gave up.

Helena will also send letters, most of which are about the current situation of relatives and friends.To be honest, Will wasn't interested in what these women cared about.

After waiting for half a month, he finally received a letter from Alex again.This time, his article was longer, expressing his sympathy and support for Will.He also mentioned that he traveled to Venice last week, where there are rivers and bridges everywhere, and the whole city seems to be built on water.

The correspondence between Will and Alex became more and more frequent, and even the maid Sophia couldn't help being curious: "Is this Mr. Lawrence your friend?"

"Oh yes," Will replied with a smile, "he's one of my best friends in London."