Invade the World Chapter 273

Chapter 273 Attachment: Xu Xiangyang's Love Letter to Zhu Qingyue

Classmate Zhu Qingyue:

Hello!

This letter has only one purpose, and that is to express my heart to you, so I just said straightforwardly:

I like you! Please give me a chance to be my girlfriend.

Although I am not in the same class as you, I have been following you since a long time ago.

If you want to ask me, when did I start to like you, I think a poem by Tagore that I have read is an appropriate description:

"When I was walking along the road with the crowd, I saw the smile you handed over from the balcony. I sang and forgot all the hustle and bustle."

Every time you pass by the window of the second and fifth class of high school and see you talking and laughing with your classmates, every Monday morning when you see you at the forefront of the team during the flag raising ceremony, every time you look at you and your friends outside the window When we walked through the corridor together, occasionally I raised my head from the flowerbed on the first floor and saw you lying on the railing and chatting with people... Your smile and your face will touch my heart.

Your outline and impression in my heart are accumulated bit by bit.

But at first, I didn't really notice this incident.

One day, I saw a sentence in my textbook—it's funny to say that I didn't just think about love poems or novels in Chinese textbooks, but physics textbooks for the first year of high school.

The above mentioned knowledge about waves, saying that “two rows of water waves pass through each other after they meet, and still maintain their respective motion characteristics, and continue to propagate, as if they did not meet another row of water waves”.

After seeing that sentence, I suddenly thought of you.

If we continue like this, our lives will be like water waves. Once we pass through, will there be no intersection?

Obviously you once had me in your eyes and you once in my heart, but the end result becomes "like no encounter"?

The days of staying in school all day are so long. Except for studying, learning is repeated day after day, so that it seems to be unchanged every day, as if it is endless;

But you and I know well: Such days are short-lived, and once they pass, they will never come back.

Our youth is a train with no turning back, and the end of the tunnel is already imminent.

So, since that moment, my sight cannot leave you. I have been thinking about my feelings, and your mentality and thoughts.

In the eyes of most classmates, you may be a gentle girl who is perfect in all aspects in terms of study, appearance, and evaluation among teachers and students, but I know that you actually don't put others in the eyes. On the other hand, it can be said that because everyone has not approached your heart, they have not noticed this indifference.

Of course, even if you are cold, you are also fascinating. And I believe that it is not the real you either: the real Zhu Qingyue should have a cold outside and a hot inside, and will explode with unimaginable enthusiasm when dealing with things that are truly worthy of attention.

Perhaps, you just haven't found it yet. I can feel the **** on you, I don't know what it is, maybe I will find it when I get closer to you one day?

I sincerely hope that that day will come as soon as possible.

Actually, it doesn't matter what others think of me from a very early age. It's just that I'm always skeptical, I have done very bad things, and I still muster up the courage and force myself to do it. This kind of trouble can only be spoken out when I see you.

In fact, no matter whether you have done something bad or not, I should have said this sentence to you a long time ago, and I took the initiative to say it in front of you. As a result, I still have to use words to convey it obliquely. In the final analysis, it's all my fault.

I can't say that I am a very smart person, but I hope to treat myself and others sincerely.

In my future life, I don't want to have any moment of regret for the choices I made in the past. The problem is that sometimes I really don't know whether what I'm doing is right or wrong, so I can't predict whether I'm right or wrong. Will regret it.

This is not the same as seeing someone who is in difficulty and then helping, seeing someone doing evil and doing something right, or never being discouraged in the face of setbacks-this feeling is different, this is a choice, and everyone who chooses the road ahead depends on it. Unclear.

It's just that I know that if I miss you, at least at this moment, at this stage of life, I will feel sad and regretful. As for the future, I can only think about it in the future.

...Sorry, at this point, it seems to me that you will promise me, that I am a little bit passionate.

But no matter whether you will agree or not, I even start to regret it. Maybe I should write to you earlier, because I can only say some things on paper. Maybe in this way, I can give you a deeper understanding. I.

The exchange of letters will deepen the communication between each other. Wouldn't it be a pity if these words were not visible to others?

In case, I mean just in case, I am really with you, maybe there will be a chance to communicate with each other in this way of letters? It may be delivered by someone, it may be in the mailbox, or it may be like me who secretly stuffed the letter in your drawer while everyone was not paying attention.

According to my personal experience, when I did this, I felt guilty, and at the same time I felt emotional, which is really fresh in my memory.

I sometimes think that the love between people is really a very peculiar thing. Perhaps no matter how beautiful the encounter and no matter how long the company is, two people may not be together; but perhaps it is just rubbing shoulders. And once I look back, I'm destined to be with me for a lifetime.

Have I met you somewhere before?

Am I pursuing a special, missing female impression in your life?

Will the relationship between us be settled very early?

After thinking hard, I found all kinds of archetypes that may be my love for you. Some are on TV, some are in stories in books, some are women I have met, some are only in memory, some The ones are on the photos.

Then I realized:

You are not like anyone, just because I love you, I feel your shadow everywhere.

I hope to get rid of doubts and hesitations, I hope you can no longer be bound, I hope we can love each other freely from a certain moment.

At the end, please allow me to quote Tagore's poem again to express my emotions:

"You smiled slightly and remained silent, and I think I have waited too long for this."

Classmate Zhu Qingyue, if you intend to reply, please come to the last pavilion in the central garden of the city after nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will wait for you there.

Sincerely,

salute!

Your true lover, August 25, 199x.

(End of this chapter)

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