love letter

The letters between the two became longer and longer, from dry greetings to trivial matters around them, to heart-to-heart exchanges.From the text, Will finally has a deeper understanding of Alex: he is a sensitive and fragile boy who becomes melancholy due to his mother's early death.He loves literature, loves to travel, and always wants to go out and see the outside world.

It would be great if he was really his younger brother!As his brother, I will try my best to treat him well and make up for the vacancy of maternal love in his life.Will turned his head and thought about his blood brother—the mischievous Rudolph, who would only use various methods to make his parents angry every day.

On Easter in 1896, Will received another letter from Alex.Due to the frequency of letters, he has lost the enthusiasm when he first received his reply.But he still smiled and took the envelope from Sophia, looking forward to what interesting things Alex would share with him this time.

Will unfolded the letter and read it word by word.The letter reads:

Dear Will:

happy Easter!I imagine Easter in New York must be as lively as London.

Things have been going well lately, Philip is busy with Miss Haggis and I have nothing new at school.However, two of my classmates were warned by the school for being too close.It's funny, isn't it?

I saw Lord Alfred not long ago, and he looked haggard and not at all as radiant as rumors said.He became depressed when he heard that Mr. Wilde was in prison.I think he must love him very much.

It's 2am and I'm tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep, and even the rustle of the leaves in the breeze can wake me up.So I got up and wrote to you.I must admit that I have something on my mind, and it has been tormenting me for days.

Will, what do you think about love?There are many kinds of love, I love my mom, I love Kitty (the kitten I bought last week), and of course, I love you too.

A person's love for blood relatives is innate, and the love for life is formed under the guidance of conscience.God taught us to love all the good things in the world.

I think, it is impossible for an excellent writer and businessman like you not to be good.I must say, therefore, that I love you as much as Lord Alfred loved Mr. Wilde.

I hope that when you see this, you can see that we are friends, and don't call me a disgusting chicken or a rapist.

I love being with you, Will.When talking with you, I feel more relaxed and happy than ever before.You did what I wanted to do most in my life and God knows how much I adore you!I'm even jealous of Miss Swinton, and when I see her taking your arm, I want to rush up and break her arm off.

When I had this thought, I was terrified.How did I become so vicious?Later I read in a book: "The most terrible emotion is not hate, but love. Because of love, there is jealousy. It can not only turn people into fools, but also make people into lunatics."

From that moment on, I was sure I was totally in love with you, Will.After you left London for New York, I tried to write you my first letter.I am very glad that you replied to me, so we started correspondence and became friends who talked about everything.But how could I be willing to stop here?I thought about it for a long time, and I even asked the priest, and he asked me to express my inner thoughts-of course, I didn't tell him that the person I love is you.

Therefore, I mustered up the courage to write this letter.Perhaps, it can be said to be this love letter.Will, would you like to tell me what's on your mind?please reply.

After reading the last punctuation, Will quickly put away the letter paper, leaned his back against the wall and took a long, deep breath.His mind was in chaos, completely disrupted by the sudden fiery words.But the remaining sanity dominated his right hand.In his reply he wrote:

Dear Alex:

happy Easter!

I am honored to be the person you love.But I want to tell you that love takes time to prove.Many times, when people see an attractive person of the opposite sex (or the same sex), they will have an impulse called "love".A doctor friend of mine told me that it's adrenaline: you feel your heart beating faster, your cheeks flush, and you feel tense.This is a normal physiological response.

Love is a very beautiful emotion, and you will fall in love with many people throughout your life.You are only 15 years old (in my opinion, children under 17 years old), your life has just begun, and your heart is as clean as snow in the Alps.And I am almost 30 years old, and I understand many principles of life.

You love me as you love your parents, a kind of admiration for experienced elders.I love you too, but this kind of love is different from my love for Helena. It is a kind of love for younger generations.

Your future is bright and long term, and maybe next month you will fall in love with a girl about your age who puts you first in her heart.In ten years you will be married, have children, and you will be on a life path similar to mine.

I didn't mean to offend you, Alex.You are still my best friend.

After writing the reply, Will leaned on the seat and let out a long breath.To be honest, he also likes that beautiful boy, but the education he has received over the years tells him that this is immoral: the other party is not only a boy, but also a 15-year-old minor.

Half a month later, Will received a reply from Alex again.Luckily, he didn't show obvious displeasure with his reply, and went on about his school anecdote like it never happened.