Chapter 39 Section 39

Galaxy, hello! Never dreamed that I would write the letter on the stave, right?The stave came by accident, and so are you.But my letter to you deserves to be written on the stave.I hope you and I are an endless song. No one can control I love you, really, whoever can control is really stupid, neither you nor I can control it.Don't be afraid, really you don't have to be afraid of anyone, dearest good Yinhe, if you want to love, just love one enough, there is nothing better than love in the world.Love once is enough, you can die.Nothing is needed anymore.Is this stupid?I feel that my words cannot be written here alone.You will write your letter in the blank space.This is not a pledge of eternal love.Eachother is to fix the current things.Both of them have become living fossils.We don't need it.We want love to last forever.Really, it will take a long time for us to stay together and never separate.do you understand?You, you, really, when we are with you, I only know that I have you, without me, how happy it is to have you!

I now feel horrible when I think of a romance novel someone wrote.I resolved not to write about love.Have you seen Musset's "Titian's Son"?Titian's son stopped painting for life after painting a portrait of his lover. He gave his brush to Love.He did it right.Oh really, why didn't we meet sooner?That way we've been in love for years by now.What a pity!Love is not enough. Only fools think that playing house is love. The worldly psychology is really scary.Don't listen to them, don't listen.No matter whether the sky is turned upside down or the sky is dark, we come together to find peace.I feel that when I pick up a pen to meditate, and when I sit in front of you, I have entered a world that no one knows.What would the world be without this?In the past, it was meaningless to live without it, and it is also meaningless without you now.

monday night Hello Xiaobo, Let us love enough, love enough!I hope you and I are a song that can't be sung!I have read a hundred novels, maybe more, but this line is the most beautiful line I have ever seen in my life.How beautiful your heart is, so beautiful.What great joy and happiness you have brought me.Why don't you write about love?All the beauty of life is here, so why not write about it?Love turns our dull days into festivals, brightens our dull lives, brightens its colors, and transforms its flavors from a glass of light juice to a strong wine.Shouldn't we be thankful for it?Shouldn't it be sung about?Your key is my lock (or vice versa).I am terrified of the secular world, but you are no worse than me.Then let us hide from them at a distance, and escape into our wonderful, unknown world.Find our happiness, find our happiness, find the tranquility of our soul, find the destination of our life.Let's look for it together, look for it for a lifetime, right?

thursday night