This may be a slap letter

Duan Lian's pen began to tremble again, and he felt that if he continued to let himself think like this, he might not be able to finish writing this letter today.Now that technology is advanced, contact with people mostly depends on WeChat and the like, and posting letters is rare, so the post office usually closes early in the afternoon.

It's not that he didn't think about asking his friends in Korea to inquire about Su Sheng's later affairs. He didn't say anything at first, but the cowardice in his bones still controlled his heart.Later, I finally figured it out and asked, but got the sentence "no more contact".

The friend over there also persuaded himself, what are you talking about asking about Su Sheng? You used to be so nice to him, but he had such nasty thoughts about you. I didn't expect that behind the scenes... this kind of abnormality deserves sympathy...

Every word was filled with disgust, Duan Lian was hoarse on the other end of the phone.He was speechless to refute, and he knew very clearly that the current situation was completely caused by him.What qualifications does the perpetrator have to defend Su Sheng?

He always wanted to go back to the past, to the eve before he was 24 years old, and slapped that dog-like self to wake him up. To be more extreme, he even wanted to set a fire, burn that magnificently decorated house, burn those Well-groomed men and women, plus himself, were burnt to the ground.

That fire also appeared many times in his dreams, burning vigorously, black smoke rising from the flames all over the sky, and he suddenly remembered that Su Sheng had said to himself that his wish was to be in a small village in the mountains , living the life of a "family with small bridges and flowing water". In the evening, the sunset glow spreads in large areas. At this time, smoke rises from the chimney of the wooden house, which should be consistent with this situation.

Duan Lian laughed wantonly in that dream. At that time, he should be the most relaxed and free moment. The shackles seemed to be melted, and the molten iron slowly flowed along the surface, like a rushing river.

He|Mom is really good-looking, a small bridge and flowing water family.

At this moment, Duan Lian smiled slightly, glanced at the letter paper with only half a line written, and then wrote: "Recently, I always think about the past, and I feel very sorry."

Feel sorry?

He felt it was fake, but he didn't know what to write to face Su Sheng who was hurt by him.That's right, Su Sheng still stayed in that small city, from [-] to [-], Duan Lian walked away in a very cool way, but he was burdened with scolding and rumors at the same place.Duan Lian used to think that Su Sheng would find a place where no one knew him and start over, but looking at it now, Duan Lian was just weak and incompetent.

And his Su Sheng never lost the arrogance in his bones.Whether it was turning around and leaving in silence that night, or sticking to the same place and facing the wind and rain for the next ten years.

Duan Lian's apology now may be selfish, and he wants to say sorry on behalf of those "friends" who have hurt Su Sheng because of him these years. Maybe Su Sheng's shadow will be less. When I straightened my back, I felt that the crimes I needed to bear were lessened.

Inexplicably writing this, Duan Lian's eyes suddenly became sore.Tears slid down his face and splashed on the chocolate-colored letter paper, diluting the color. Duan Lian quickly wiped it away, and tremblingly wrote: "You are not wrong." It is my sin.

"I want to go to South Korea to find you, but I'm afraid that I will bring you more disputes. If you have the opportunity, please come to Beijing for a while. I have stayed here for ten years and I can be your tour guide."

He tried to keep his tone relaxed, and sent out the invitation very naturally, just like writing to an ordinary friend.Writing these few lines seemed to have exhausted all his strength. Duan Lian lay powerlessly on the table, gently folding the letter paper with his fingers, and carefully affixed the stamp. Before he knew it, the chocolate-colored letter paper had already It's wet and pale.

Duan Lian's vision was blurred. He wiped the letter paper vigorously with his hands, and even pressed it against his clothes, but the tears were so scattered that Duan Lian had the illusion that he and Su Sheng were working hard together in Korea. Those few years are slowly fading until there is a blank.

He forced himself not to look at the crumbled letter paper, stumbled out the door, and went straight to the post office.The weather outside is not very good, it is cloudy, it seems that it will rain soon.Duan Lian walked in a hurry, and before he had time to bring an umbrella and raincoat, he hugged the letter tightly in his arms, worried that the letter would really be irreparable if it rained down later.

The corner of the post office is actually very close to Duan Lian's apartment, about ten minutes' walk away.Lian was very familiar with this section of the road, he never thought that he would see Su Sheng again here.

It's really Su Sheng.

Holding the letter in his arms, he stood blankly on one side of the road, looking straight at a man and a woman on the other side of the road—they should be lovers, whispering at the bus stop, and the girl pointed to the bus route The card, the smile on the side face is perfect, the white dress, fair skin, like an angel, in line with the fantasy of all boys.

The boy, following the girl's finger, stared intently at the route sign.The corners of his eyes should be full of smiles, and his heart must be filled with sweetness. He raised his hand casually and pointed to a certain place on the sign, as if he was asking for something.From Duan Lian's point of view, it was as if he was hugging the girl.

The man's lips opened and closed, and in Duan Lian's mind, they gradually turned into the appearance in memory.

Duan Lian moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

But he didn't make a sound after all, just whispered in his heart:

Su Sheng.

Susanna...

Duan Lian lowered his head and looked at the chocolate-colored letter paper covering his chest. The thin piece of paper had already been covered with heat, and the tears evaporated, intact.He looked up again and looked at the person across from him.He thought, this letter seemed unnecessary to be sent.

That person no longer needs such a letter, his meticulous care and deep guilt. He seems to have passed this hurdle long ago.

Ten years, he has passed, and it is time for him to pass.

Duan Lian took a deep breath, feeling that these few steps were inexplicably far away, he lifted his legs and walked away, which could almost be regarded as an escape, even more embarrassing than Ye Susheng's leaving that night.A bus passed by slowly behind him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Su Sheng turn his head, and his gaze hit him unbiasedly.

Duan Lian stopped immediately, but he didn't have the courage to turn around, but still looked at the boy opposite him wantonly from the corner of his eye.

There is a road in the middle, and there is a constant flow of vehicles.His vision was blocked again and again.

Intermittently, he saw the man's face clearly——

He is no longer that overly stubborn boy.

Perhaps looking sideways, there is still a hint of youthful aura, but at the same time, a mature temperament slowly emerges. If Duan Lian's impression of Su Sheng is a young green leaf, soft, one glance It looks very cute, but now this person is like a piece of green jade, warm and firm.In his thirties, Su Sheng's appearance has not changed much, but more of the indifference that this age should have.

He led the girl in white dress through the crowd of cars and walked towards Duan Lian step by step.

Duan Lian lowered his eyes subconsciously.He felt a little ashamed. The person who had slapped him once walked towards him with a smile, but he didn't even have the courage to take a look.

Duan Lian once thought that the young man who never knew "life is tough and easy to break" must have had a hard time supporting himself in the wind and rain, and all of this was his fault, his cowardice, his selfishness, his indifference, He made up a cage for Su Sheng with a few words, and it will haunt him for the rest of his life, but Duan Lian was powerless to change, so he felt distressed and guilty, and wrote a letter cautiously, hoping to bring a little bit of love to that person. comfort.

But at this moment, he found that Su Sheng wasn't trying to force a smile at all, his mature expression and indifferent eyes, every part of his body revealed a message to Duan Lian: Su Sheng, you're doing well.

The moment Duan Lian came to this conclusion, Duan Lian seemed to have fallen into a big emotional dye vat, with various colors staining his upper body, surprise, loss, relief...Complicated emotions blended together and filled his mind.

There was constant ringing in my ears, very noisy, as if I had returned to the lively party on the night of my 24th birthday.In the midst of the noise, he suddenly heard Su Sheng's voice coming in very clearly, like a sword piercing the noisy exterior in an instant.

He heard that voice say: "Brother Duan Lian, we meet again."

The author has something to say: a good triple burst is better than biubiubiu~