Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei.
Su Ze was in the habit of parking his bike downstairs at 6:30 every morning and calling my name. I’d still be washing up, then hurry downstairs, take the pan-fried buns he’d bought for me, hop onto his bike, and start eating without a care in the world.
In winter, I’d oversleep and forget things all the time. I’d often make it downstairs only to realize I’d forgotten my winter gear. Whenever that happened, Su Ze would take off his scarf, hat, and even his coat and put them on me. Then he’d say, “We’re late. Get on.”
As I munched on my buns, I watched the wind chill his long, bare neck until it turned pale and dry. My heart ached for him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head against his warm back.
“Su Ze, Su Ze, could you please stop being so good to me? If one day you aren’t this good to me anymore, I won’t know how to get used to it.”
“You’ll never have to get used to that, Xiao Wei. I’ll always be good to you.”
Hello Weiwei, I was lucky enough to buy your novel "Beautiful Time Lost" at a Xiangyang bookstall six years ago. At that time, I didn't know what liking and love meant, and there was no such thing as "be". I just flipped through your novel page by page and felt it was such a pity. It is a pity that they almost got together. Among them, the one I regret most is probably Fei Jiasheng. He is so good. I read the postscript on the last page of the novel. I heard that you had stayed at the No. 4 Middle School radio station, and I worked hard to come to this school. "The rain on Bashan night rises in No. 4 Middle School." I don't know if you are deeply impressed by this novel. I like it very much. I have read it many, many times, and the pages have turned yellow. I want to buy a brand new copy, but I can no longer buy it. I am also writing a novel now. What I write is the more realistic be aesthetics. Maybe after reading your novel, I feel why be aesthetics has a beautiful word, regret is just right, it touches people's hearts, and it is difficult to let go and forget. I like your novels very much. I guess you haven't used Jinjiang for a long time. I only remembered it when it snowed for the first time this year in Xiangyang. I found that Jinjiang also has your account, so I couldn't wait to leave a message. Another dimension, we have an agreement, you should give them a good ending in the story, those who drown, those who cannot love, those who miss, those who misunderstand. This is a big mistake in my youth. I really hope you can give them a happy ending. It snowed in Xiangyang a few days ago. When I was a child, I often thought that if I could meet you in this city, I would definitely ask you for an autograph. It turns out that you have moved to another city. I'm so happy. You seem to be living a good life. I searched for you on Baidu and found your Weibo. Your life is very happy. Thank you for being with me for six years. Happy New Year in advance. ——Your little reader Zhan Rui
Maybe there are some things, already in the subtleties, that are beyond redemption
I'm very curious about the situation of the last three people. My green years are gone forever. Author's reply: I also TAT when shaking hands. Wait a moment, Liu Qian will come back for more after enjoying it:)