Chapter 13 disappear (3)

Sender: FlyinDance (Qingwufeiyang) Title: 1997/12/31 Date: Thu Jan 1 06:03:521997 Hmmm...it's time to use the second person "you"...not the third person "he" Because I decided to let you share my deepest secret :) Sure enough, you went online at a quarter past three as I expected... It seems that you are also restricted by me! :) It's a pity that we have to go to the movies in the afternoon...otherwise we can chat until dawn like before Go to sleep now! ...I don't want you to see me haggard:~ I wake up around 12 noon... let's take a shower first! For girls...you don't have to eat...you have to take a bath :P

I'm humming...it reminds me of the light dance on Engineering College Road on school day :) Yet when I put on my clothes... I see a red spot on my right arm I stared blankly at the red spot... my whole body seemed to be frozen In the split second after thawing... I squatted in the bathroom and cried It turns out that in the past three months... I can only FlyinDance on the Internet Can't dance in real life So I decided to listen to my mother... Go back to Taipei and take responsibility for my own life Wipe away my tears... you will come later Today we are going to the movies!should be pleasant

But why pick the Titanic?I have never been immune to tragedy! Today's weather is great...Tainan's weather is always like this I hide my face behind you... after all, I don't have the capital to bask in the sun anymore Even today's sun is only soft and gentle. Sitting on the back of your bike...I can see the red tide behind your ears Ruffian...Actually, I'm the same as you... My ears get hot too But this can only be seen by the wind blowing past my ears... And you go around and around... like you're looking for a parking space but i know... you just want me to stay behind you a little longer

I tied a ponytail with a hairpin... that's because Xiaowen said the curve of my face is very charming So I don't want my long hair to cover my face Ruffian... I hope you will always remember my most beautiful appearance now Because after today... I may not be beautiful anymore In the ticket line...is the closest I've ever been to you I even wish we could just keep queuing up like this...it doesn't matter if you can't get a ticket But every now and then my right arm touches your left arm I feel the red spot on my right arm sneering In Nantai Theater... I finally couldn't restrain myself

I suddenly feel like Titanic... about to sink in the cold sea Dear Jack...how about you...? hate? help? hold? Ruffian...you're not romantic...you're not the type to be moved by a fictional love story Except what Jack said: "Rose, listen to me... Listen... Winning that ticket was the best thing that ever happened to me...   It brought me to you...And Im thankful, Rose...Im thankful..." Only then did I see you sitting up straight... moved between your brows and the corners of your mouth Ruffian... you know what?I'm feeling it too you remind me the movie is over

That's right...my movie is over...but your life still has to go on Ruffian isn't it? But I still want to selfishly keep something about you I want you to sign the ticket stubs... you dumbass... That's my throw in the towel... I hope in my heart you sign your real name In this way, my future thoughts will be more specific...if there is a "later" And I'll be more sure...you don't just live on the internet Ruffian... I can finally walk in the Dolce Vita perfume rain Thank you for letting me experience the true meaning of "sweet days" But I'm sorry... I can't say goodbye

And since it starts with the mail of the Internet... it should end with the mail of the Internet It's been more than three months since I first emailed you Time doesn't seem short...but it can't be described as long either The story between us was started by me...so it must end with me This is called "the person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell" is also called "there is a beginning and an end". Ruffian... Did I use the idiom correctly this time? Maybe as you said...the internet is fast but not perfect I can send you my thoughts quickly... but not the tears that fall on the keyboard

Well... it's almost dawn... Now you... what are you doing? ... Suddenly I really want to hear your voice... After I send you the last email later... I should go Now you... you should be sleeping soundly...