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The pale yellow light hit the brown desk.

A little bit fell between the black and white paper in front of Jiang Hang.

The author named "Jiangshang Qingfeng" is very young in the introduction, anyway, he is much younger than Jiang Hang.

Jiang Hang read his profile several times and sighed that the young people nowadays are really amazing.

At the time when I was 28 or 29, I was still a good-for-nothing who did nothing. You see, I am only 28, and I have been writing books for nearly five years, and I am still a well-known author!

"Well-known writer..."

Jiang Hang leaned on the table and glanced at the photo on the profile. "Jiangshang Qingfeng" did not post his own photo on the book he published like other famous writers.

Instead, a picture of fireworks is used as the profile picture.

"Forget it, I'd better read a book!"

Jiang Hang opened the book.

On the first page of the table of contents, there are some prefaces of the book by the author Qingfeng Jiang.

"This book is the first time I have created a book titled No.1 since I wrote it five years ago. Readers who are familiar with me may be a little puzzled. In this environment where the third person is the main title, No. 1 is called writing, isn’t it afraid that the new book will not be liked? What I want to say here is that this book is actually written for myself. I’m sorry to say this to the readers who are reading my book But I just want to express, and must express before reading this book, this book, no matter how uncomfortable the characters appearing in the book make you feel, or some storylines you don’t like, None of this can replace how important this book is to me."

"Because of this book, it is—a love letter I wrote to the person I love the most in my life."

After Jiang Hang read the foreword, he felt that the author's desire to survive was really low!Knowing that some readers might not like the different way of writing, but still stubbornly use it.

Don't be afraid of losing money!

But yes, he is a great writer, if a book does not do well, there will be another one.How can his teacher He De, whose salary is only four or five thousand a month, worry about not making money for a great writer who sells several million books?

Jiang Hang complained, and continued to scroll down the book, skipping the table of contents.

The people sitting next to it came and went, and maple leaves fell outside the semicircular transparent glass.Jiang Hang yawned and read the book from the beginning to the end.

Although the book was well written, he always felt unable to read it.

do not know why.

Jiang Hang felt that he probably didn't have the education level to appreciate the books of great writers, so he rubbed his head and prepared to change to a sand sculpture-style novel to pass the time.

Time passed in the clock, and the people around me came and went, but they were not what they used to be.

Kill the time while waiting for the kids to finish their morning tasks.

Ugh……

Being a teacher is so boring.

Jiang Hang flipped through several novels back and forth. At first he thought he could overcome the difficulties and read them in. Who knew that after opening each novel, he subconsciously didn't want to read any more after finishing Chapter 1.

Terrible!

Jiang Hang complained eight hundred times in his heart about his behavior of not being able to support the wall with mud. Looking at the books he closed after flipping a few pages, it was useless to pile them up in front of him.

put it back!Why not put it back and sleep on the table for a while!

Once this kind of idea sprouts in your heart, you must do it immediately.

So Jiang Hang picked up all the novels in front of him, and pulled out the chair to put the book back to its original position——

Snapped!

He accidentally knocked over someone.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Jiang Hang felt that he was really in a bad mood today. In the morning, the convenience store lost hair/tickets, and the library was knocked out of books in the morning.He quickly squatted down on the ground and picked up the books one by one. Although these books were not out-of-print classical documents or the like, they still had to be compensated if they were damaged in the library!

He picked them up one by one, and didn't bother to look up to see who the person who bumped into him was. He muttered softly, but the person didn't make a sound at all, almost holding his breath and squatting beside him. In front of him, help him pick up the books that have been thrown into the distance one by one.

"thank you!"

Jiang Hang took the books and just wanted to stack them together,

However, I didn't expect that the year was not going well again, and the top book in my hand suddenly collapsed again.

Shu Fanwai, lying in front of him.

"Ah! It's so annoying!"

Jiang Hang clutched his forehead, wondering if he had bad luck today or what happened?Why do you carry it all of a sudden?

He blew for a long time, resigned to his fate!

Continue to pack the books on the floor.

And lowered his head and said to the person on the opposite side who wanted to continue to help him pack the books,

"Don't help me, thank you, I can do it myself, you help me in case I get into my bad luck today..."

His words are still speaking,

The moment your finger brushes over the open book on the top,

It was easy to see the contents of the chapters in the open book.

I really didn't intend to see it.

But when I packed the book, I still inadvertently saw a few lines of words.

I saw those few lines that read:

——To Ah Hang.

Ah Hang?

Jiang Hang finally felt a little familiar.

This sense of familiarity attracted him, and he couldn't help but follow the first three words and continue to read:

——A Hang,

"When you read this letter, you may have completely forgotten about me and the existence of 'Duan Qing'. Also, because in your life, in your real life, I should be regarded as Never showed up."

"I can't complain to you like 'It's ridiculous, I love you but you don't know me at all', although I also express it like this, but I know that I am not qualified. The sentence 'Not qualified' It does not refer to the pain in my heart, but the recognition from the bottom of my heart. Because of what I have done to you, without your permission, I forcibly gave you another life. Maybe during that period of being In the life you have forgotten, you may have a slight affection for me and everything in that world, but... I still hope you forget it, even if there were good things in the past, even if, in those years when you were with me It is the most precious memory.”

"I remember the night when we first met. I wonder if you just came here. Drenched in the rain, ran to my car with big wet eyes open, and hugged me desperately. Maybe it was crazy in the eyes of outsiders But for me, the moment you appeared in front of me, there seemed to be an angel in my mind telling me, 'Look! Duan Qing, this is the one I took out of your body The rib closest to the heart'. Your appearance is really a ray of light in my life, so beautiful and so dazzling. Ah Hang, you will never understand the turbulent waves in my heart at that moment, as if I have traveled through thousands of years. Years, to tell me that this is the person I was destined for. At that time, I didn't know why I felt this way, I just knew that at that moment, I fell in love with you at first sight."

"The last night, the night you left, the letter you left at the door of my room, I finally got it and read it. At the last moment, I finally understood why I love you so much, I I am very pleased, because I can have you in the illusion. But what makes me feel unbelievable is the feelings you expressed to me in the letter. The moment I saw those three words, I couldn't even believe my eyes. To be honest, for a moment, I almost lost control and wanted to go to you and ask you, do those three words really represent your feelings for me? I never expected However, I never dared to imagine that you would have such a little 'love' for me."

"Ahang, I know this love is fleeting, and I will lose it the moment I have it. And you completely forgot my existence at that moment, and completely lost that tiny love in the I can't get it back anymore. But it doesn't hurt for me, because I still remember those things. Thinking about it, I used to think that I gave unilaterally, as long as I saw you can be in front of me Smile at me, and I am already very satisfied. In those years, I really never expected that you would repay my feelings for me. Looking back now, it turns out that while I was wholeheartedly for you, you also treated me Had the same feelings. For me, it's really...really..."

"Ahang, I don't know if you can read this letter. I remember that in that world, you also liked to read Tanmei novels very much. Although I know I shouldn't do this, I still want to have that kind of love. A small wish: you like reading stanbi novels so much, if I can work hard in the real world to become a well-known stanbet novelist and write a lot of stories, will you, will you love to read stanbet novels? , One day, you will also read the stories I wrote?"

"Will it be, will there be a day when I write my feelings for you into a book, and you will read it?"

"Ahang, I never regret creating a world, and then meeting you in that world. Later, you forgot everything, and I, even if you forget me, but I still remember, I still have our good memories , I can keep my most precious story to you, and recall and write about those years in my long life. For me, it is enough..."

"Ahang, even if you will never read the book I wrote, I still want to tell you,"

"I love you."

"..."

The maple leaves are fluttering.

It is not known who opened the window.

A bright red maple leaf fell slowly into the library along the traces of the curtains.

The golden sun shone through the glass windows.

Such a nice blue sky.

Jiang Hang crouched in front of the brown floor,

White fingers pressed the pages of the book exuding a faint fragrance.

Between the lines,

Deep love.

The corners of the eyes rattled,

tears one by one,

Roll down quietly.

Those words that speak of love,

Obviously it's the first time I've seen it.

Obviously, I don't remember anything.

Can……

Tears were still streaming down unconsciously.

Why……

Why, I am so sad.

Heart thumping thumping.

It seems that there is something very important and precious, and I can't remember it.

I……

There was a familiar smell spreading from the opposite side,

It seems to be used to it for many years.

Jiang Hang raised his head subconsciously,

I saw that man,

The guy at the convenience store in the morning,

Someone who picks up paper stars for himself.

With deep eyes and a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth,

Gently, gently stretched out his hand towards him.

On the ring finger, there is the same paper star hanging.

"I……"

Looking at that smile, Jiang Hang felt as if his head had been slapped in the face, and he was speechless.

"Mr. Jiang Hang,"

The man picked up the book, closed it,

"Excuse me, does the book I wrote just make you, sir, sad?"

"No no no, no, I'm just... huh? How do you know my name? Did we know each other before? Are you...?"

"My name is Duan Qing, and I'm your...lover."

(End of text)

The author has something to say: there will be a few sweet episodes in the future, which will be updated from time to time =w=