Immersive play dumb beauty

Jiang Sui:

After deliberating for a long time, I don't know whether I should write this letter to you.

I'm Lu Cheng, a student in Class One and One of High School in the south of the city (Fangcheng No. 183 Middle School). .

You like to eat chicken wings and rice. I have seen you and your friends sneak out of the wall to buy in the crowd several times, and then go back through the wall. I don’t know if you have seen me.

You are very lively and smart, I guess you already know what I want to say to you, you should be a little impatient, but I am still willful and selfish, I hope you can understand me a little more.

I look good, and my family should be rich, but in my impression, only the living room is lit, the crisp sound of mahjong pieces colliding, and the ambiguous low laughter from time to time when I gossip with women, It can be ringing all night long.It is very quiet during the day, because my father is a workaholic, my mother sleeps during the day, and plays mahjong or chases dramas at night.

I was the product of the madness of two people when they were young. After the relationship faded, I was casually discarded to my grandma.

I may be the wealth that two people can show off to save face, but in this kind of showing off and comparison again and again, I feel tired and numb, I always expect them to care about me, and habitually restrain in front of them I can't control my temper, but I hate myself like this.

During the rebellious period in junior high school, I carried out a hearty rebellion.Counting down the grades, skipping classes, being addicted to the Internet, smoking, fighting and barely becoming the "school bully" that everyone avoids. After two years of doing this, I still feel boring.

It's like a gust of wind passes through the chest and leaves lightly. This so-called "freedom" and "rebellion" are meaningless at all.I feel like I am still in that silent and empty valley, quiet and lonely, like a mushroom.

In the third year of junior high school, I returned to study again.At this time, a lot of things had happened. I lost the only relative in the world who cared about me, and I completely became a mushroom curled up in the dark, fending for myself in the damp and dark old house, walking alone.

The days of being a good student are still sad. I don’t have many friends. Day after day, I always feel that my life is moldy, and the smell of damp permeates my whole soul.

One day, I decided to jump into the river.

On the day I jumped into the river, I met you. You were hit by a mango, and you regarded the mango as a life, pointing at it and cursing for a long time.

I think you are very lively and cute, and I saw God unconsciously. It was dark, so I decided to jump into the river two days later.

On the rainy day, you borrowed my umbrella and gave me two white rabbit toffee.

I decided to wait until the candy was finished before jumping into the river. In fact, I was reluctant to eat it, and then the sugar melted.

The day I ran away from home, like a lost dog, I didn't even grab a piece of bread, and I was lying on a chair.

I thought I'd be a bum, lying awake in a chair until dawn, here you go again.

I think we are very destined, maybe you have forgotten me, but I will never forget you.

I have noticed you for a long time.

Many people may have said this to you, but I have really observed you quietly for a long time.

I will quietly follow you and accompany you home for a semester.

From planning to jump into the river after observing you, to gradually forgetting this idea, and finally, I also learned to be like you, helping up the fallen sign on the side of the road, saying good night to puppies and cats, walking on shadows, and Every little thing is regarded as a precious life.

You illuminate me like a sun, I am very envious of those who can stand by your side and become friends with you, I secretly sent you a lot of snacks, but they were all returned, how many times have I sent you The second letter was also treated as waste paper by the security guards in the security room.

This is the last letter I muster up the courage to send you.

Can you be friends with me if you want?

——a cowardly mushroom who has been quietly paying attention to you for a long time: Lu Cheng;

Jiang Sui thought the letter was over.

But after touching the envelope, another piece of paper came out. It was newer, more stable than the previous words, and seemed to have been added not long ago:

Jiang Sui:

I am Lu Cheng who has secretly liked you for more than a year.

Two days ago, I confessed to you too hastily. When you agreed, I didn't think it was true.

Maybe you are a bodhisattva who descended to the world to pass the catastrophe. Seeing me so sad, I couldn't help but feel soft.

These days, my heart is hesitant and restless.

You said that you hate others lying to you the most, but I lied to you a lot.

I have liked you for a long time, but when we first met, I pretended to be indifferent.

Every noon and night when you slept next to me, I kissed you secretly, but when you woke up, I deliberately concealed it.

I am despicable and obscene. Many nights, I have done things to you in my dreams that are far beyond what a friend should do. In front of you, I deliberately pretended to be indifferent.

Secret love is hard to bear, not to mention, I am not a gentleman.

Don't look at me with such trusting eyes, act like a baby with me so casually, just touch my hand, lean on my shoulder, even if you just sit by my side and smile at me, I will apologize for cheating you feel sad.

I like your unscrupulous smile, fearless love, boldly walking in the sun, you rush into my life and bring me a piece of vitality that can only be found in spring.

That feeling is very subtle.

When I was left behind while walking on the road, when you suddenly turned your head and smiled at me, when you leaned over the table and shut yourself up, when you came to coax me, and when you were angry that day, when you came to my house to find me to eat hot pot, I felt silent for a long time The soul is awakened, and the silent valley ushers in the spring of a hundred flowers.

Now I don't care at all whether my parents love me or not, and I came out to them calmly.

But I feel very happy, it turns out that this is what it feels like to love someone.

Every difficult night, you wrapped around me, curled up in my arms dependently, or on weekends, I was cooking in the kitchen, you watched TV on the sofa, couldn't help laughing out loud, playing with my When toy, make a loud noise...

Every day I am more warm and happy than I dreamed in my dreams.

One day I started watching all the sweet romance dramas.

After reading it, I calmly recalled it and thought: Well, I am not happy.

This is all the secrets I'm keeping from you.

After reading it, will you soften your heart again and start over with me?

——After deceiving you, the mushroom that self-reflected for three days: Lu Cheng