Part 1

Ann: I'll put the letter here. Like a little girl who has read many fairy tales, I put my letters to you (Ni) one by one at the back of a thick computer dictionary. I know you are used to coming here to look up information. I hope that one day, when you pick up the dictionary, you can see these letters I wrote to you. I wrote one here since I met you. I hope you can understand my heart when you read these letters.

I met you at the beginning of my freshman year. You rushed to the library and knocked off my whole book. You help me pick up my book awkwardly, while apologizing anxiously. I watched you quietly put the book in my hand and then smiled at me. At that moment, all the sunshine was in my eyes. I don't know how to find your name and department. I can't tell the name of the boy who just touched my book and smiled all over the sun. Therefore, I can only choose to follow you into the reading room of the library. There you pick up a thick computer dictionary. I think you may be a computer major. But if I rush to you now and ask your name. Will it be considered as a girl who is not reserved? Do you believe in love at first sight? I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. The first day I met you, I knew that love at first sight really existed in the world.

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Cheng: I'm here to sort out the letters I came across when I looked them up in the computer dictionary.

I've always wondered who the girl who wrote this letter is. She carefully recorded her feelings for the boy by writing letters, and then quietly buried it here. A whole stack, thick.

If no one had been to those bookshelves for years, maybe I wouldn't have found those letters. I wouldn't have found these letters if I didn't need to look up these old computer terms. Perhaps, this is fate.

I just experienced a car accident during my trip. I was lucky to survive, but my physical strength was not as good as before. On that day, I was going to visit Jiuzhaigou, but my bus fell off a cliff, killing 5 people and injuring more than 20 people. Wrist fracture was hit on the head and lost a cast for two months.

One of the five people killed was a girl from our school. That day, I saw her mother run all the way to the operating room, and the heartbreaking cry echoed in the corridor of the hospital, which was particularly bleak. Her mother never let the doctor take the body to the morgue, and the cart was deadlocked beside me. I leaned against the wall and watched the cloth covering the girl's face slip, so the young face appeared in front of me.

If there is no blood in her face, she should be a delicate girl, and her eyes must be gentle and watery when she smiles. Soft hair is long and hangs quietly. However, she fell asleep forever and could never wake up.

I feel a little sorry, so I have to hold her crazy mother with healthy hands and let the doctor take the girl to the morgue. However, I don't know why a good woman is so strong. Soon, I was pushed away by her, and she cried and chased the cart away.

Yan Qiqi came to see me when I was in hospital. She is my only female friend, beautiful and sharp, and her grades are as good as mine. Only she deserves to be my friend. Because we are the same kind of people, always standing at the highest point, our eyes are disdainful.

Qiqi looked at me lightly and said, do you know? Unfortunately, the dead girl is only a freshman. Qi Qi's sadness and joy don't usually show on her face, so she is very cold.

I also think that girl is really a pity, but she is just a stranger to me, and that feeling will soon pass and disappear.

The girl who used to be in my school died like this, but I'm still alive. When I was discharged from the hospital and returned to school, I suddenly found that the letter at the back of the dictionary was all the voice of a girl.

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Ann: You look very energetic in a blue shirt today. In fact, I have fantasized about being able to talk to you on my own initiative countless times. However, I have no courage. I can only secretly look at your beautiful eyes and lonely smile. I don't know why you always look through those thick computer dictionaries. You must be a boy who loves learning. However, in this way, I can hide the letter behind the books you often read. I really hope that one day you can find them, and then you can understand that someone likes you so much.

Since I met you, I remember you said something to me. It was September of February1year, and I remember it very clearly. You said to me when you passed me, classmate, you dropped something.

It is such a sentence that makes me so satisfied. However, I really hope that one day, you can come and call my name and ask me if you can know me. When you handed me something, you gave me that sunny smile again. I just looked at you and didn't speak. I don't think you know me, who I am, and forget that one day soon after school started, you knocked off a girl's book here and broke her heart at the same time. Do you often get such eyes, so you just smile indifferently, put my things on the table, and then turn around and leave. My heart plummeted like a plane crash, and the cold in the fire made me shiver. The bright autumn sunshine warms my desk. But looking at your back, my tears hit the wooden table in the library, which I can never do. "

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Cheng: Continue reading this silly girl's letter in your spare time. I think I should help her find a boy she likes. I'm going to give the letter to the boy she likes, and then tell him how fragile a heart you have lost. But there are so many boys in our department. Who does she like? When I was sitting in the library, I began to pay attention to those people who walked to the computer dictionary shelves.

Some people went, but none of them always smelled of sunshine when they smiled, as she described. They are just trying to cope with the exam, and they are pulling a sad face near the exam. After class, Yan Qiqi said to me: The professor asked me to go to his office.

Cheng Mo, don't be moved by the professor's words. Prepare for graduate school. Are you going to America or not?

The professor shook his gray hair and asked me:

Cheng Mo, are you really going to give up insurance research?

Yes, I have given up, that is, I have given up.

It took me two years to take the GT exam and nearly half a year to apply. Now that I survived the car accident, Harvard's OFFER may be coming soon. Do you only want me to be a graduate student in this school?

The professor looked at me and sighed deeply. My eyes peeked out of the window.

The sun shone brightly on the professor's desk, and I remembered the scene mentioned in the girl's letter. She looked at the back of the person she liked, and tears fell in the sun. My heart hurts a little. Don't, that boy really don't understand, the girl's heart?

When I came out of the office, I saw Yan Qiqi waiting for me. She looked at me and smiled proudly, and I smiled back. We are the same people. I once thought about my future love, and the girls around me should be as proud and excellent as Yan Qiqi and be comfortable in their careers.

However, is a sharp woman like Qiqi willing to be by my side instead of showing her peacock-like light? A strange idea suddenly occurred to me. If the girl I love is a letter writer, will I be happier?

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Ann: I finished reading a letter from a strange woman in the library. You sat on top of me and lay there as if you had fallen asleep. It's already October. Will you catch a cold lying like this? I really want to dress you and tell you to take care of yourself. But I still don't know you. I don't know your name. I only know that you are in the computer department. I can't secretly call you "dear" like the woman in the book, because we didn't have any intersection from the beginning, either physically or verbally.

Just, at the beginning of my freshman life, you knocked over my book; On September 2 1, you picked up what I lost. Other than that, there is nothing. However, if one day you receive my letter, will you laugh at it? Who is such a stupid girl? Or you can just throw the letter aside and say who it is or who it is, which has nothing to do with you. Now, I really want to wake you up. The taste of a cold is really unpleasant. I can't smell anything. I wake up every morning with a dry and bitter throat. I feel like I have a crush on you. You may not know this feeling, or there are too many girls secretly looking at you. Too much, you accept that kind of gaze. You still don't understand a girl's heart. I really want to go and wake you up. I made countless decisions in my mind, pretending to bump into you inadvertently and then waking you up. When I finally made up my mind to stand up, you woke up, grabbed your hair and continued reading the dictionary. Maybe I wasted another chance to get to know you. However, I told myself that it doesn't matter, as long as you are good, the whole world is sunny, just like the sunshine now.

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Cheng: I even wonder if the boy in her letter is me. But I don't think it's possible. I wear near-500-degree myopia glasses, and I have no sunshine when I smile. I'm not as enthusiastic as she said in her letter. I hate hot food. I'm flying and I never look at anything else when I walk. My grades are among the best. Generally speaking, it is not a problem to get an OFFER from Harvard. Someone once said, why can't Cheng Mo find a girlfriend? That's because except Yan Qiqi, all the girls in the school stood on tiptoe and couldn't touch his sleeve. I laughed off such comments, but there is no denying that my pride is deeply rooted and cannot be changed. I should not be able to give her the feeling of warmth and sunshine.

Today, I am sitting in the position mentioned in that girl's letter. I think if she comes, I must tell her that I have her letter. But I didn't wait for that girl. I wait for Yan Qiqi. She sits opposite me, Cheng Mo. Have dinner with me. Qiqi has a beautiful smile on her face, but her tone does not allow others to refuse. She always does.

When I left my seat, I looked at this sunny place with great nostalgia. Maybe after a while, the girl who wrote the letter will come. Look at the way I haven't moved for a long time. Qiqi was a little angry and pulled me out. Walking out of the library, she faced the sun and left her shadow to me. She said, Cheng Mo, if we get the acceptance letter from Harvard together, can you, can you meet my boyfriend? I looked at her in surprise. Yan Qiqi turned to look me in the eye and said to me slowly: Cheng Mo, I like you.

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Ann: I finally know a lot of things. Like your name, your age, everything you have. /kloc-In the sunshine in October/February, I suddenly felt so cold. I can't accept that you will leave soon. Why did God play such a joke on me, so that I met you when I first went to college? You still go to the library every day, few people accompany you, and occasionally boys and girls ask you questions. I look at you from a distance, and I wonder, if I don't get to know you now, will I miss this opportunity forever? But even if I walk in front of you, will you look at me? I think I've lost a lot of weight at once, and all the good days I thought of have disappeared. What kind of life do I want? If possible, I just want to sit on your mountain bike. Like those soap operas, my long hair brushed your face, and when I turned around, it was your smiling face. My classmates looked at my sudden tears and asked in surprise, are you sick? I shook my head and nodded. I pointed to my chest and told her that it hurt, like wearing a big hole, and it hurt terribly.

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Cheng: When I was in the library, I received an admission notice from Harvard University, which Qiqi helped me get. She shook the same gift in her hand with a triumphant smile on her beautiful face. She came up to me and said, Cheng Mo, say you love me.

This is the case with July 7th. Unlike that silly girl who writes letters, Qiqi is confident and says that love is so direct.

Kiki, look at me, Cheng Mo. What's the matter with you? I've always thought you've been different since the car accident. You are always in a daze. I smiled and answered nothing. Lower your head and open the last letter. This is the last letter. I wonder if she has met a boy she likes, and then they are very happy together. But all of a sudden, I felt a little lost. I will never see such a letter again. Is this letter the beginning or the end of a relationship? I don't know. But what is this loss? Is it for the letter that will never be found, or the girl that may never be found? I don't know, not at all.

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Ann: The computer department is a senior in 0 1 class, giving up graduate school, and Harvard is the ultimate goal.

Cheng Mo, the legendary boy loved by Yan Qiqi, the first beauty in the computer department.

Cheng Mo, everyone says that all the girls in school can't reach his sleeve on tiptoe.

Cheng Mo, my eyes are full of sunshine, a boy who is used to reading computer dictionaries in the library.

Cheng Mo, the boy I love. On the school BBS, there is a post from Cheng. He wants to go to Jiuzhaigou on New Year's Day and is looking for someone with the same idea.

Cheng Mo said that he likes snow, and Jiuzhaigou is full of snow. That kind of white and flawless place is not in the world, it is given by heaven.

Cheng Mo said that in the future, his love should be in a large piece of snow, and he will meet his beloved in the place where snowflakes are flying.

I really want to see snowflakes floating on him and reflected in his sunshine pupils. I decided to go to Jiuzhaigou with him. In the snowy Jiuzhaigou, I will walk up to him and say to him (affectionately), "Cheng Mo, I'm Fan Xiaoren. Cheng Mo, do you know that I like you? "

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Cheng: I suddenly stood up like a madman, ran to the reference room and found the newspaper on the day of the accident. The headline reads, "The tourist bus crashed into a deep valley, killing 5 people and injuring 20 others. One of them is a student from a university in Chengdu. " When I rub the word "An", my fingers keep shaking.

There seems to be a girl's gentle voice in my ear: Cheng Mo, I'm Fan Xiaoren. Cheng Mo, do you know that I like you? I remember when her body passed me, her mother and the doctor argued. Is it God's arrangement to let her pass me at the last minute? However, I pushed her away. Even if she died, I didn't give her a chance.

My eyes suddenly shed liquid that has not flowed out for a long time, and my voice choked louder and louder. Finally, the whole reference room was filled with my crying voice. My heart aches badly. But my heart hurts. Fan Xiao, can you feel it? Tossing and turning, I finally came to Fan Xiao's grave. The first time I saw her clearly, there was a gentle smile under her soft hair. However, we missed it after all. If you miss it, there will never be someone at the right time and place to save it. I finally understand that in the end, in this story, I, just, passed by happiness. ...