April 2
Ever since her affectionate glance back on the twenty-ninth day, the bookstore that disgusted me had become my paradise. Oh, almost forgot, the letter I wrote that day didn't understand what was going on except to express my excited, excited mood. So how do you start? Good! Let's put it this way: As you have always known, I wholeheartedly want to climb myself from the depths of pessimism to the peak of optimism. I still haven't ridden a bike these days, and I don't know why I bought it, so let's just let it stay there! On this day, the sky was black and oppressive, as if the gods of heaven had come with thousands of troops and horses to suppress the realm, which made people feel fear and depression. I walked alone on the way to the park. To go to the park, you have to go through the bookstore. I glanced wistfully at the door of the bookstore, and at that moment, a girl with a back that looked like you walked toward the door. You know how lonely I am! I thought it was you, so I decided to catch up and say hello to you. I went straight into the bookstore, and after some searching, I saw her turning her back on me in a very secluded corner. The more I looked at you, the more I looked like you, and finally I couldn't help but call out your name. Curious and amazed glances immediately appeared around me, and some people even deliberately poked their heads out from behind the bookshelves to look at me. It's so uncomfortable and uncomfortable! Only she was still quietly looking for a book in the corner. I also had unprecedented doubts about this capricious and unpredictable heart. I said to myself, "You must have recognized the wrong person!" "I don't know if this curiosity is an angel or a devil, but it still drives me to see clearly. So I pretended to be looking for a book and approached her. Those eyes peeked restlessly at the side of her face. Oh, it is true that the wrong person is recognized, I don't know if it is the timidity of nature or the shyness of instinct? My heart instantly felt as if it had been struck by thunder rolling in the distance, and I trembled. When it came, it became cramped and uneasy again, and it was so sensitive that my eyes were unsteady, and I did not dare to stare at her clean and beautiful face for a long time. Do you know what I was thinking at the time? That's trying to escape! But when she was about to slip away before she looked up at me, she made a sound:
"Are you also looking for a book?"
"Huh?!" I thought she was asking someone else, but look around carefully, but it was just me and her in the corner. I wanted to answer her calmly, but I couldn't control myself at all, but I smiled awkwardly at her, and in a panic, I picked up a book and said, "Oh, oh... Oh, yes! ”
She smiled reluctantly and asked me with a flushed face:
"Can you introduce me to some good books?"
What a kind and pleasant request, which calmed my flustered heart a lot, as if I would sip a clear spring after a passionate rush, and such a wonderful and sweet happiness filled my whole soul. I was very eager and happy to prepare to talk, when suddenly a tall man with an umbrella appeared at the door of the bookstore, probably about thirty years old. He waved to her very kindly and gently in tongues. She glanced at the man at the door, turned her face red, and smiled awkwardly at me. Then, returning the book to its original place, glancing at me with great regret, he turned and walked as he explained:
"My brother told me to go back."
I watched her take graceful steps toward the man, and how I wished she would look back and smile at me, even if it was just a brief glance! really! Behind the bookshelf that the man couldn't see, she turned back! Really looking back! Those clear, bright eyes stared at me so intently. Suddenly, everything around me evaporated, and I stood there dumbfounded. O my soul! How do you abandon your master and go with her? I don't know when, by the time I shook my head, she had disappeared from my vision and walked into the storm. After that, I didn't come back until the rain stopped. After that, my mood was the same as described in the last letter.
These days the spring morning sun has not yet had time to pour into the window, and I can't wait to jump out of bed. Humming a happy little tune in my heart, I dressed up in a meticulous and meticulous way. When she came, she was still in love, twisting her neck in front of the mirror, afraid that something was wrong, afraid that after she saw it, she felt that she was not stable and mature enough and had an extraordinary temperament. Not only that, but I wondered what kind of tone to greet this likely second meeting. Is it kind? Solemn? Lively? Cold? Or do you just nod and smile at her, pretending to be purely accidental and coincidental? Still is...... Obviously, all this crazy preparation was nothing more than a waste of thought; obviously, the waves stirred up by that brief encounter in the atrium of her heart were still unsettled; obviously, she was a bold and brave girl, and she went to the bookstore every day; obviously, she was waiting for me there, and every time I went there, she always looked at me with a surprised, happy smile as if she had waited for a long time, and greeted me timidly. In that wonderful morning, the tender greetings, how could my already intoxicated heart not indulge in this beautiful scene of the most mellow aged wine? God, maybe only you know how happy I am! My friend, do you know how happy I am now? She and I can say, no! It should be said that it was absolutely love at first sight. I believe that this beautiful child in front of me is a good angel sent by the loving Heavenly Father to comfort my scarred and weary heart. Her shy smile brought me, a heart that often trembled with coldness, a feeling more considerate and warm than the sun; wasn't her silver bell-like voice a panacea for healing my empty, lonely soul?
"We're so lucky!" Her face flushed, her two rosy soft lips slightly open, floating out intoxicating notes, so warm, so softly floating on my heartstrings.
"Yes!" My atrium could not control the surging tide, it was always jumping up and down in my chest cavity, rushing left and right, and pumping hot blood to the whole body in a panic, making my face feel a hot, damp undercurrent surging forward. My whole body was so soft that I had to lean against the bookshelf behind me, my eyes drunk, so blinded and so dreamily staring at her shy, unfailing face.
Obviously, bookstores are not the best places we aspire to. She suggested going to the park together, but wasn't that just to fulfill my long-unfulfilled wish? Of course, I was glad to go along. These days, we meet in the park. There I enjoy those very ordinary, but endlessly evocative words, which can be said to be quite wonderful, quite warm, and quite romantic. We don't always have to talk endlessly and endlessly. In fact, even for a long time, we all experienced the intoxicating sweetness of happiness as we walked side by side in great silence. Today, however, I suddenly realized that her blissful sunlight was covered with a thick fog of sorrow that made people confused. I didn't want to ask her why, mainly for fear of spoiling this beautiful atmosphere, but my fearful heart at the time still couldn't control this troubled mouth, but she looked at me with misty eyes and smiled at me:
"I feel so happy!"
"I'm so happy." I smiled at her too. Obviously, my heart was more turbulent, but I did not show this concern anymore. Afterwards, she told me that she was going to ask me for half a month's leave to do something and would be back soon. Although I was extremely reluctant, I still believed her very much and expressed great understanding. In order not to cut off contact, I asked her what her mobile phone number was, and she just fell silent for a moment and then asked for my number. Perhaps to dispel my doubts, she coldly kissed the right side of her face like a dragonfly, and then said happily:
"Will I call you Yang Fan when I come back?"
"Okay! My Sweetheart! I believe you! I responded to her with great excitement.
Although there was a sudden little episode, and it would take half a month to see her again, it did not affect the unprecedented and magical feeling of happiness. Besides, that light kiss was enough for me to chew on the aftertaste of this time. In short, I feel very happy and happy now, Yuqin, you look forward to the return of my good times!