unreachable letter

Little:

How are you doing recently?

It has been a long time since the last letter.My mental state is basically stable and I have fully adapted to the current life.

The roads are neat, the houses are neat, the trees are neat, everything is so neat, the white moon is like silk.Occasionally, when you are upset, just think about the first time you personally told you that you were with Chen Nian, and you will feel much better afterwards.

Sometimes, it seems that you are not married yet, you are still by my side, and you have never left.But when I woke up alone in the apartment room every day, I gradually realized that the omnipotent and considerate You Xiaoxiao had really...become someone else's.

As the days passed, this cognition, which was more painful than parting, became stronger.

I often think that it would be fine if I didn't fill out such a volunteer and apply for the same university as you, if I didn't get assigned to the same dormitory, it would be fine if I don't have to like you, if people don't know how to like you, it would be fine.

The memory of fish is short, meteors are fleeting, and it only takes eight minutes or tens of seconds for sunlight to reach the surface of the earth. So, maybe in less than a year or two, this hopeless longing will dissipate by itself—people will change their hearts and Empathy, mortal, is an animal more merciless than time.

On June 6 this year, you and Chen Nian's baby were born.You posted the good news in your Moments. You are a little princess with a lot of weight, and the mother and child are safe.

congratulations.The little princess is very chubby and cute. I believe that with this little baby, the two of you will walk together more considerately and harmoniously.bless all of you.

I tore up the desk and cabinet, put away the keychain of the couple style with you, took off the USB flash drive pendant of the same couple style, and donated the red scarf similar to the couple style.

At that time, I was talking about buying a pair of "friendship scarves". In fact, I lied to you. One red and one white are not necessarily friendship models.You are not on my side, and I don't know who to wear the faded red scarf, so I simply don't wear it.It's just that the white turns yellow, and the red turns white. What's more sad than this?

After that, after a long time, in fact not long ago, on a breezy autumn afternoon in the second half of 2017, I went to a cafe called Blue Moon on Qiushui Road in the west of the city, where I met another blind date.

Mr. Du is good in all aspects, looks good, has a stable job, and a good income, but he is busy day and night.

"You have a very temperament, you look like a painter." He said this, meaning that I am not an academic, but an artist.

I replied: "No, I can't draw."

Then he said a lot, roughly the same meaning - he himself is an excellent and hard-working mature man, and in the end he did not forget to express his determination to support his family.

"I'm sorry, it sounds abrupt, but I didn't come to see you because of my wish, and I don't intend to have sex with you, Mr. Du." I felt sorry and was tired of coping.

He asked why.

I hesitated for a long time. "I can't have sex with men."

He was stunned, and he was also stunned for a long time. "Then you...can't date men~ at all?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you come to meet—" After that, he was pissed off by such a selfish and teasing me.

I don't want to deceive anyone's feelings. A bonded marriage is immoral without happiness.And in May of this year, I tried my best to explain the situation to my family, saying that I would never go on blind dates again.Of course, the situation was particularly bad—no one understood, no one supported; I didn't understand them either.How can such things be understood as a matter of course?

My dad is a very traditional male chauvinist. In his eyes, it is not an exaggeration to say that women are men's vassals.My mother is cheerful and caring for children, but she listens to my father very much.

I don't think there is room for change in this matter.Sure enough, I was immediately arranged for this so-called decent blind date, which was an excellent graduate of Wuhan University who was asked by a distant relative.

My dad also said that if I didn't come on this blind date, I would see a psychiatrist, and he went with me himself.I was afraid that it would be bad for his health to go all the way, and I didn't want to make the situation worse in front of him, so I could only fool around for a while by relying on the distance.There are some things that I can just grit my teeth and fool around for a while, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the day.

Mr. Du was pissed off by me, and I'm not sure if he would say anything outside.I don't even think about it that much.I sat there without moving, staring at the two cups of coffee that were still warm, as if I breathed a sigh of relief.

The sound of music is slowly flowing from the high platform that looks like a record player, behind the high platform is a dim old light.

...Goodbye, myalmostlover

Goodbye, my hope less dream...

I think it's time to end everything about You Xiaoxiao.But I will not compromise on sexuality.

...Should've known you bring me heartache

Almost lovers always do...

Sitting on the sofa behind me was a curly-haired girl who had been sitting there since I came in, and judging by the cover, she had been reading a book of youth literature.Maybe she overheard all the conversation just now, or maybe the atmosphere was just right and she was so attentive that she didn't hear much.But being a stranger, I didn't care.

... Without you on my mind

Soyou'regoneandI'mhaunted

And I bet you are just fine.

It doesn't matter anymore.If there is no future, then I'd rather stay where I am.

I let out a long sigh and stood up to leave.

The girl suddenly spoke to me. "Sorry, you dropped a few hundred dollars on the floor, here, right there at your heel." She pointed to the underside of the sofa behind my high-heeled shoes.

"Thank you." I bent down to pick it up and put it back in the small bag.The bag is worn out, and it is easy to take out the banknotes in the interlayer on both sides when taking out the mobile phone.

"Hey, sister, are you... really that one?"

My brain exploded, and I felt uneasy and irritated for no reason.I really regret that I just stated my position regardless of the occasion. "Sorry, this is my privacy."

"Don't be afraid, I'm also here for a blind date." She said quietly, smiling playfully. "Me too."

What does it mean to be the same as me?I didn't immediately understand what she meant.I looked her up and down, and I felt like a high school student in fancy clothes.Is she a vagrant?Bad youth?Street gangster?

"I didn't lie to you, your eyes are very beautiful, I can tell it at a glance."

...What kind of nonsense.

"Hey, let's exchange WeChat." She put down the empty coffee cup in her hand, happily opened the WeChat QR code, and stretched out her hand for me to scan. "People like us need friends very much, and we have to hold together." She continued.

I was probably stunned, but I actually added the WeChat of the young man who killed Matt.But she ran away from the cafe immediately after adding me on WeChat.Of course, I also left soon.

About five or six days later, when I was about to forget about this, a person named "Two Grabs with Eyebrows and Beards" sent me a message, with a profile picture of a Europa doll.

"Hi, sister, it's me, BM knows."

In fact, I have almost forgotten her hip-hop appearance.Probably due to the mutual attraction of the same kind, I moved my fingers and replied to her message.

"Well. What's your name?"

Soon, the message came back. "My sister is so cold, you don't have to be so restrained. 'Rong Mei', it sounds nice and easy to remember."

Do you dare to believe that this girl is a natural conceited acquaintance? "I'm indeed tall, but I'm not cold, so I don't remember well."

"Wow, you can tell bad jokes, too cute!"

"You don't have to say that. We don't know each other well, kid?"

"I'm not a child. (Nostril picking expression) Sister, what kind of little girl do you like? I know several like us, let me introduce you?"

"I don't like "little girls", I like "women". I don't need introductions." After the fight, I deeply realized that there is a generation gap among young people.And what circle is she in?I know a few more, really——

"Oh, I know you are upright! (The rabbit looks obediently) Then do you like Marilyn Monroe?"

"...I like Audrey Hepburn." After tossing around for a long time, I finally found a little bear's **** emoji and reposted it.

"It turns out that you don't like sexy models. (grievance face)"

……

"What song do you usually listen to? Do you like "That girl" by Olly Murs?"

"What do you want to do?" I asked her.

"Singing sucks you! (cute face)"

... I almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, so I blacked out this hysterical thing.

However, the world is really that small sometimes.

The second time I met Rong Mei was two months later, on an overpass in the northeast corner of the city.At that time, she was holding an acoustic guitar and singing "If You Want Me", her eyes showed depression or wildness that did not match her age, and she didn't know what she was thinking.But actually I don't know her actual age, she just looks like a baby face.

I walked past with my head down as if nothing had happened, and she stopped singing immediately.The drummer beside her also stopped playing.She saw me and began to cry a little hoarsely.

"Sister, sister! Come to me—"

I frowned, ready to ignore her.

"Hey, don't leave! I'll be at "LookAtMe" right away, and I'll call it a day after singing one more song. Just wait for me!"

As if bewitched by this girl's few words, or by her singing, I stopped and stood still, leaning on the railing, and listened to the warm and slightly nasty song seriously.In the dim light, she stared at me intently, with the same warm and rogue smile in her eyes.

The last song "WayBackIntoLove".

I've been living with shadow overhead

I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed

I've been lonely for so long

……

Her eyes are confident, uninhibited, cheerful and full of determination.Her fingers are nimble, slender, and full of fatal attraction.She's a vibrant young man...and so am I.We are all still young, and the road under our feet is still so long, how long can a person hide a secret that is not wrong?

... You know that I'll be there for you in the end.

The moment Rong Mei jumped up for the last time, my eye sockets became warm.

She clapped her hands and passed the guitar into the hands of the others.She came over, ran a few small steps and jumped in front of me.I thought she was here to settle accounts with me.

"Sister, why did you block me?" But she said it so lightly, as if it didn't matter, and she didn't feel wronged.

I... I can't say a word.Music is so easy to teach people. I haven't recovered from the unique female magnetic, flying, spinning, and jumping singing-I have to admit that she sings very professionally.

"Ah, why are you crying?" She stretched out a hand, but didn't touch my eyes.I dodged, turned around and left.

She chased after her, and asked as she walked, "Do I sing well?"

I ignored it, and she continued to ask repeatedly. "Does it sound good?"

What a mechanical and childish move. "You're annoying, you know that?"

Later, she moved into my small apartment.By the way, and her maple red acoustic guitar.

———The person who learned how to use small animal emoticons

The author has something to say: a lot of English lyrics are inserted in this chapter, which are the few English songs I listened to recently.The cafes, streets and alleys in the article, and the city where the protagonist lives are all fictional, and you can imagine any place.At the same time, this chapter is also a turning point in the protagonist's emotions.I hope you like the new characters~ (The wavy line in the text is to prevent words from being swallowed, there are really a lot of harmonious words, sweat)