unreachable letter

Missy:

I forgot to write the address in the last letter, so I will add it here.You are nearly six months older than me, and your mind is also more mature than mine. In the words of our dormitory people, I am a frizzy and bad-tempered kid, and you are an orderly, witty fairy.Bad-tempered here, the thief is quick-witted and called "Sister", and the fairy who is thousands of miles away sneezes softly.

I'm actually very selfish. I don't want to call you sister because I think I don't want to engage in "sister romance" (probably similar to sister-brother romance) with you.I always feel that I can be relied on by others, and I think that the other half is a soft girl who is a little bird and a person, but in fact I always rely too much on you, who is strong and strong, and let the beautiful and young fairy fuck a lot of old women's hearts for nothing.

But do you know that your wrist is stronger than She's long?The length of the shed is 120 pounds, and the height is 1.7 meters. You are stronger than her. Sometimes I am really scared, afraid that you will accidentally throw me a big somersault.Hahaha, but when you think about it, it's still quite powerful and domineering.

I had a dream last night, and I dreamed of a winter that was not too cold.But you know, this is not possible in the Northeast.When you leave the dormitory building in winter, you have to put on a mask within three seconds, otherwise the hairs in your nostrils will also be frozen.It might seem funny to say that, but it is the truth.The winter in the Northeast is too cold.

When it's too cold, you like to drink milk tea, no matter morning or evening.I don't approve of you drinking milk tea frequently, not because I'm afraid you'll get fat, I just secretly bought soy milk.When you arrive in the classroom, you don't blame me, your eyes are as sharp as ever, and there is a smile in the sharpness.After all, you've rarely been mad at petty things like this.

But you still want to drink a cup of milk tea.I was also holding a cup of soy milk in my hand, thinking about how to make you happy, I simply asked in a muffled voice: "What am I yours?"

You rolled your eyes and said nothing.

I repeat the question. "What am I to you?"

I saw the corners of your mouth slowly curl up, and you are holding back a smile between your pretty eyebrows.

I looked at you sideways, sucked on the thickened soy milk, and continued to repeat the question. "What am I to you?"

"Wangzai Little Milk!" You finally laughed out loud this time.Everyone in the classroom has basically sat down, and the noise will soon end, because the teacher will come soon.In that class, we talked about the trend of modern Western philosophy and talked about Freud's sexual instinct.

"You're talking nonsense, it's obviously soy milk..." I lay down on the table and stared straight ahead and said in a muffled voice.The teacher has already stepped onto the podium.

"Yes, yes, you are my soy milk. The soy milk is so good, freshly ground is even better..." You couldn't stop laughing, so I handed you a tissue.The teacher has opened the PPT.

I've done childish things like this many times.

For example, once I went out, I suddenly remembered to look for my mobile phone, and turned the inside out of my schoolbag to no avail.After a minute of frustration, I saw your hand shaking in front of my eyes. "My big brother!" I opened my eyes wide and stretched out my hand to take it back.

You dodged for a moment, and said teasingly: "Why, the phone is in my hand, don't you want to show it?"

I froze for a moment, and wanted to say, "Can I kiss you?" But what I said was, "In this huge world, only you are the most vivid existence." I don't remember where I read this When it arrived, I didn't remember if I had processed it, so I just said it so rashly.

It's just that this sentence is too sensational. I see you are very embarrassed. You have already started to run forward, but you handed the big brother over with your backhand. "Here you give you... oh, it's so nasty! Romance novels are really a cancer in the lives of young people."

Like this, sometimes you can get to my childish point and respond with an equally childish response.But most of the time you don't understand, or there is a one-in-a-thousand chance of pretending not to understand, so naturally I can't be naive.But I seldom read romance novels, really, I only read your favorite anime "The Tale of Genji Thousand Years" twice.Having a crush on this thing is really not crazy.

When we are not in class or going to the library, we will go for a walk in Nanhu Park near the school.There are many people in the park all year round.Because we were afraid of the water, we didn't take a boat, so we only walked on the road, on the bridge, and in the birch forest by the lake.Bai Hua is beautiful, but somewhat bleak, especially in autumn and winter.Autumn in the Northeast is very short, and the leaves naturally fall quickly. In a blink of an eye, the ground is covered with a thick layer of desolation.

In that context, we often talk about "About Love".

"...lost love,

broken strings,

a lamp without oil,

It is also cold in summer. "

You read these lines aloud, disregarding passers-by, and said that your view of love is "To the Oak".

But I always feel that with love, the strings will break, the oil lamp will still go out, and the heart will still be cold.If you were an oak tree, I would never be the kapok beside you, I would rather be the soil under your feet, so that even if you can't see me, you will always be in my arms.

Later, the new semester began and spring came.We still came to Nanhu Lake to watch waterfowl, willow trees, and children on the road.The child's mother bought a gadget for blowing bubbles, so the sky was full of colorful bubbles.The sky is full of kites, which are near and far away.

But do you remember?The piece of purple linden on the left side of the library is also very beautiful in autumn.

It was also a very clear autumn day. You were not in the dormitory when you woke up that day, and everyone was not there.I just saw your text message.

"Big slob, I won't have breakfast with you today. My friend is here. Go to the library by yourself~ Smiley face"

your friend?You never mentioned it.What kind of friend?

I quickly got up to wash, and 10 minutes later I left the dormitory door with my small bag on my shoulders.I originally planned to go to the North Restaurant to buy soy milk first, and then go to the South Restaurant to buy Tianjin Xiaolongbao.But when I passed the "Aegean Sea" (the nickname I gave to the lake at my alma mater), I happened to catch a glimpse of you and your friends (you didn't catch a glimpse of me).At that time, his hand was holding one of your arms, and I don't know what you were talking and laughing about.You look so much happier than when you were with me.

That was also the first time I saw Chen Nian.Chen Nian had a slight beard on his chin, but it was unexpectedly clean, perhaps because of his fair complexion.However, he is not very tall, his nose bridge is not very straight, he has single eyelids and thin lips.Yes, at the time I thought he was just plain handsome.

Then I forgot to buy anything, forgot to eat everything, and immediately turned to the library.After arriving at the place, I didn't read a single word of it, and played back the previous scene repeatedly in my mind, thinking of you and your "normal handsome".That was the first time I felt bad because of you, very, very bad.

It was a Saturday, I didn't see you all day, you didn't contact me, and I didn't see you back at night.

After ten o'clock at night, the head of the house happened to find me.I lay in a corner on the third floor of the library all day, holding a copy of "Paris Melancholy" in my hand, and only read one of them - "Everyone's Monster". "Irresistible indifference took control of me", and I seemed to be carrying a huge monster on my back.That Saturday left me terrified, terrified and tired.But there are too many frightening things in this world, and too much fatigue. After returning home at night, I fell asleep alone with some inexplicable grievances.

The next day, Sunday, it was ten o'clock in the morning when you returned.As soon as you came back, you put a bunch of snacks on my bed-chocolate, nuts, plums, oh, and there seem to be spicy bars.But you immediately took the spicy strips back and put another bag of fruit candies.

"Slacker, what time did you get up yesterday morning? When I left, I saw you sleeping like a dead pig, so I didn't call you. Have you gone to the library?" You stood beside my bed and spoke softly with your face Softly odious.

It's our appointment to go to the library.Just because your friend came and you changed your mind temporarily, I still have to go.I am working hard to do the things I made an appointment with you, including the sixth grade exam.Without your supervision at the sixth level, I could hardly float in the sky.

Speaking of these things now, I still feel the same grievance as at that time, so I simply stopped talking about it and continued talking about autumn.

You will also often dry the quilt in autumn.Every time you dry the quilt, you ask me to carry the quilt for you-using the word "carry" shows that I am very responsible and powerful, but in fact I am still not very good at taking care of others.You tiptoed and flicked the quilt against the railing vigorously, and a layer of fine hair immediately floated up.

The sunshine is exceptionally good, I pretended to laugh at you and said: "Little clean freak's gray hairs are flying all over the sky!"

You put the pillow towel on my head with malicious intentions.I hid and shouted: "It's so dirty, I don't know which stinky towel it is!"

You chased me and shouted: "Sun Sibei, do you still want to hang out with Sister You—"

Look at you, always so naughty.Often at this time, you are not like a little fairy, but like a beautiful bear child.

By the way, at noon yesterday, I received the special product of northern Shaanxi you mentioned last time - selected millet, a cloth bag full, and I haven't had time to try it in the pot.The sender is Chen Nian, the handwriting is written by you, and the handwriting is still so ugly, so ugly and cute.When I try it later, I will send you a circle of friends as soon as possible.

What is more depressing is that relatives in the family have arranged several blind dates recently.A colleague also introduced a doctor, who was extremely repulsive.It is not to exclude this profession, but to exclude all men who may become objects.Strangely, the female colleagues urged me to get married more than the male colleagues. I always felt that they were trying to drag me into the water.

In my subconscious, marriage is still a cage.Those who urge me to get married, I don’t think much of their husbands—at least they are not as good as old, nor as handsome as old. Showing affection is a daily routine.I don't know what their so-called "good condition" is, and I don't know what the so-called "good appearance" is.I even faintly feel that they are very upset in their hearts, and because they compromised with reality early, they are now dragging me into the water again.It's like a person who doesn't read much reads a relatively high-level book by accident. This book is obviously not of great significance to him, but since he has spent time reading it, of course he has to tell others that this book is especially good. Especially thoughtful, philosophical, and meaningful.So after experiencing a marriage that might be more acceptable, they all came to push me forward, even pulled my arms and my neck, in groups of three or four, and never tired of it.

But what is the meaning in the end, can you tell me?

——The weeds that choked their throats for life and still resisted desperately after the beginning of autumn

The author has something to say: I finally got off work~ I don’t know why, I just wrote the next few paragraphs and I feel a little depressed. I hope that people who read it will forget it after reading it. Live as you want, and don’t be affected by it. .